A dense rain of arrows like flying locusts rushed in unison, breaking through the fog and slashing across the shoulders of countless people, and the sound of arrows breaking was everywhere. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fog was too heavy, the blood was too thick, and when Zhen Yue noticed the ambush, it was too late, but he was protected by Bei Mo Ling in his arms at the critical moment, at this time, listening to the muffled hum above his head, he looked back, only to find that he had been hit by an arrow in the arm.

"Bei Mo Ling!" Zhen Yue panicked.

"All the fuss, I'm fine." With a dashing swing of the long sword, the arrows on his shoulders were cut off, and Kong Wu's powerful sword cut down several people.

The Dongtan soldiers who were ambushed in Hengshan rushed out, killing in the dark, and the pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer, and the whole Hengshan roared softly under the horse's hooves, and the sky let out a whining roar.

The blood flowed like a river, and in an instant, I don't know how many people died here, even if the 1,000 Flame Army had the strength of thousands of troops and horses, but under the condition that the opponent had the advantage of manpower and geography, there had been a breach.

"Your Highness, we're here to stand in the way! Evacuate! ”

Someone roared, and the well-trained flame soldiers divided into small teams to lure the enemy away in batches, and Beimo Ling Feng's eyes surged with anger, and he shouted loudly, and ran away from the other side of the mountain road.

However, as soon as the carriage was turned, an ambush army poured out at the end of the road, the number was so large that it was jaw-dropping, and sure enough, if you want to kill the mighty King Yu Mo Ling, you must pour out of the nest.

Blocked by the way, Bei Mo Ling turned his horse's head at the same time and ran to another mountain road, and the flame squads on both wings tacitly blocked behind, killing you to the death with the Dongtan army that rushed up.

The mountains of Hengshan are stacked and green, the yellow leaves are all dyed red, and there are small battlefields everywhere, Zhen Yue said sharply: "What now!" They deliberately led us to Hengshan! It is more difficult to escape from Hengshan than to climb to the sky! ”

"Are you afraid?" Charm chuckled.

"When is it now, you can still be so calm."

A war horse ran beside her, Zhen Yue's eyes lit up, and she was about to fly over, Bei Moling seemed to have guessed it early in the morning, and pulled her up back into her arms.

Zhen Yue said anxiously: "It is inevitable that two people will ride a horse too heavy and run not fast, I will ride alone, and the efficiency will be better." ”

"I won't let you do anything to lure away the pursuers, obediently in my arms, don't think about going anywhere, I finally snatched you back, I don't want you to disappear from my eyes again."

Zhen Yue listened to his outspoken love words, her cheeks crept into a flush, the corners of her mouth secretly smiled, without a trace of fear in the face of hunting, and said in a crisp voice: "Okay, you have to live together, you have to die together." ”

"I'm not going to let you die, Drive!"

The slender arms dance the horsewhip wildly, the angular face is domineering and swallowing mountains and rivers, a pair of thin red lips, cold and light, like a dragon that shakes the sky.

Roads were blocked, ambushes were everywhere, the Flame Army had been scattered to resist, they were forced to the top of the mountain step by step, the mist was light, not a trace of emerald green could not be seen, the dark sky was shrouded in the mist, like an open mouth, exuding a strange aura.

"Woo......." The war horse neighed, and the red wind raised its front hooves and suddenly stopped in place, letting out a sharp cry.

Cliff! Zhen Yue was shocked, this crazy interception of their place was actually to force them here, it was really carefully planned and exhausted!

There is no way back.

Bei Mo Ling snorted coldly, slowly turned the war horse, the ink hair was flying, exuding the smell of cold iron and blood, and the pursuers who slowly surrounded him stopped walking, sweating in their palms.

There are only a few people left behind by the 1,000 Flame Army, and they will defend the master behind them.

Arrows rained down, sharp swords danced like flowing aura, arrows pierced flesh and blood, making a sizzling sound, and several flame soldiers soared up on horseback, killing bravely towards the rows of archers, like ghosts, and appeared in front of the enemy's face in the blink of an eye.

The blood sword was mercilessly inserted into the opponent's chest, the pupils of the Dongtan archer widened, fear spread, and rows of heads snapped to the ground, blood sprinkled all over the eyes.

Suddenly, Bei Mo Ling tapped the stirrup, leaped forward, slid through a graceful arc, and leaped swiftly on the back of a horse, the blue sword in his hand was like the hand of death, and the few remaining waves of the Flame Army rushed the enemy away.

Seeing this, Zhen Yue snorted softly, and rode a war horse to rush through the gap that Bei Mo Ling had killed, the enemy was shocked, and they swarmed to block the way, and the battle was fierce.

In just one stick of incense, the ground was full of enemy corpses, and tens of thousands of their horses didn't even take them down in the time of a stick of incense, and no one was afraid.

Zhen Yue's arm swung to spasm, the phoenix robe was full of sword marks, only to see the enemy's long sword strike, a distraction, was knocked off the war horse, Chifeng was instantly besieged, crazy fighting.

At this moment, a flame soldier who rushed in front grabbed a rare gap, and Qingyan jumped on Chifeng's back, turned his head and glanced at Beimo Ling, shook his head sharply, and rushed out quickly at the moment when Chifeng scattered the enemy.

No one cared about a flame remnant, all of them put their forces on Bei Mo Ling, and the flame soldiers quickly killed out, and there was no trace of them.

Zhen Yue and Bei Mo Ling were close together, and the sword that was swung out was magically unified, like a comrade-in-arms who had been in close contact for many years, with superb swordsmanship, and the heads of ten people were down with a sword.

And the flame soldiers who protected them were all killed.

"Good, good." The high-fives came, breaking the blood.

Tens of thousands of Dongtan troops slowly gave way to a bloody road, and the horses' hooves slowly approached, stepping over corpses.

Qiu Sheng was still dressed in a happy robe and had a handsome face, but the black winged eyes were murderous, looking at his biggest enemy in this life, and said in a deep voice: "It is worthy of the king of Yu Mo Ling, who makes the world fearful, and it took 400,000 troops to force you here!" ”

Bei Moling sneered lightly, blocked Zhen Yue behind him, and raised his red lips lightly: "A defeated general also wants the life of this king?" It's too self-conscious! ”

Qiu Sheng's face was slightly angry, remembering the embarrassment of being forced into a desperate situation by Bei Moling in Xiliangguan, and shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

The black arrows shot out densely, looking from a distance, like bloodthirsty little pinholes.

Zhen Yue was frightened, raised her arm and danced wildly, but was deliberately protected by Bei Mo Ling, the man blocked the front alone, his tall posture was magnificent, the sound of crackling arrows was endless, the arrows were fiercely inserted into the flesh, the shoulder was hit again, and the blood meandered down.

"Bei Mo Ling!" Tears poured out, and Zhen Yue raised her sword to block in front of Bei Mo Ling.

Beimo Ling staggered, crimson blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, Fengmu sneered, and his slender hand calmly twisted off the arrow.

He tugged at the woman's arm and twisted his long eyebrows, "Who let you stand in front of me!" ”