The wind was raging, dusk and yellow were connected, and on the skyline in the north, yellow sand suddenly rose, reaching a few zhang high.

The yellow sand rolled up in dust and rolled quickly towards Takayanagi Castle with the strong wind. It was the vanguard of tens of thousands of Hun cavalry horses on the grassland and rapidly attacking.

The cavalry of the Huns launched a full-scale assault on the castle of Takayanagi. Their light horses moved quickly, and the dust that rolled up almost obscured the charging figure of the steppe horses, and only the shouts of killing and the howling wind could be heard correspondingly, like a howl of a ghost, piercing through the clouds.

The four teenagers remained motionless, standing still until they had seen the attacking Huns approaching at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Long Xuanchen was wearing a black fox fur, and the snow-white light armor inside had been stained with fine yellow dust. He slowly drew his great sword, slashed diagonally, and placed his right hand at his side, pointing diagonally at the ground.

He took a step and said without looking back: "I will try my best to block every Hun who wants to break through this line of defense, and not let them step half a step towards Gaoliu City." ”

Lin Yu was wearing a navy blue plain coat with soft dark gray snow rabbit fur inside. He was only wearing a thin dark green suit, and the embroidery of bird cloud patterns on the cuffs and neckline added a bit of elegance.

His face was as calm as water, and he slowly pulled out the rainbow sword from his waist. The blade of the soft sword was so thin that even if the fine sand and dust hit it, you could hear its soft roar.

"I'm only blocking one person." Lin Yu said: "Fan Yuzhi. No one is allowed to fight with me, and no one is allowed to come near. ”

After saying that, he pointed to the ground on tiptoe, and actually ran to meet the extremely fast Hun cavalry forward.

"Okay, Brother Hei is behind, Brother Yu is forward. Young master, is the entire middle section all ours? Feng Luotang raised his pretty little white face and smiled in the gale, and a pair of Yingying pear vortices bloomed at Shao Yi.

"Let's join forces, capture the thief and capture the king first. Let's take the swaddle king first. Shao Yi looked at Feng Luotang, who was completely different from usual, and replied.

Feng Luotang's graceful fox fur shook in the wind, and the fox fur rolled. The small jacket of the emerald flower is bright and dazzling that the wind and sand can't hide. The corners of her mouth were still smiling, and her energy was flying.

Shao Yi glanced at the glittering light in her clear and bright apricot eyes again, and violently pulled out the sword in his hand.

The golden sword seemed to be condensed and refined into more dazzling in the yellow sand. Shao Yi pulled the buckle on his chest with his left hand, and threw a blue-gray fox fur directly into the wind, revealing the black power suit he was wearing.

He stretched out his hand to Feng Luotang, his eyes were quiet and there was excitement in it, and he said with a proud face: "Let's go, I'll accompany you!" ”

Feng Luotang stretched out his hand to hold it, and the two of them were as light as swallows, and they swept forward at the same time, chasing Lin Yu's figure, and rushed into the galloping array of 10,000 people.

Feng Luotang finally caught up with the Huns' cavalry. These Huns did not have any formation when they charged. But every warrior of the Huns, like a hammer or a battle axe, was full of power.

When Feng Luotang and Shao Yi rushed into the Hun battle array, they swept the sword in front of their chests, flew out from the side, and urged a silver-white giant python to rise into the air, directly in front of the charging Huns.

The one hundred and ten war horses that rushed to the front were shocked when they saw the huge white python appear. The forehooves of the horses stood up, neighing in the wind.

The Huns who were charging behind had no time to dodge, and collided with the Hun war horses that suddenly stopped in front. For a moment, the forward part was in disarray.

The white python hovered in the air, and it let out a low roar. After the baptism of several major battles, the sword of the sword faintly has the potential to ride the wind and turn the dragon.

Feng Luotang urged the giant python, and he continued to point on the shoulders of the Huns' horses, pointing with his toes, and quickly broke into the middle of the Huns' battle array.

The white python leaped in the air, constantly sending powerful attacks to the charging Huns. The Huns began to shoot arrows at it frantically, but the scales on the python's body could also be seen in the yellow sand, reflecting a golden luster like metal.

Those arrows and crossbow arrows hit the python's body, making a metallic collision sound, and they broke off and fell to the ground. The white python was invulnerable, and at the same time opened its bloody mouth, shook its head and smashed its body into the Hun soldiers who rushed forward on the horse.

The Huns, who were swept away by the giant python, howled and howled, and were constantly ejected from their horses, turning over and rolling down in the yellow sand everywhere.

The Huns in the back rushed to the front, and when they saw such a scene, they were also horrified, and some of the Hun war horses turned around and ran backwards, and some of them thrust out into the oblique stabs. The Hun forward formation has been thrown into disarray.

Occasionally, there are those more courageous Hun cavalry, who can skillfully sneak through the net and assault to the front, they will encounter the unstoppable Long Xuanchen.

Long Xuanchen had a great sword in his hand, reflecting the glowing green light in the flying sand and rocks in the sky. With each slash of his sword, the blade was fierce, and the sword intent swept in all directions, cutting down the war horses and Huns who rushed over to the ground.

While fighting, Long Xuanchen made a quick leap to the side of the defensive line, constantly blocking the Huns who had already rushed through the defensive line. A group of Hun warriors, wielding heavy weapons of heavy gravity, launched an attack on Long Xuanchen at the same time.

However, Long Xuanchen's sword only swept diagonally in the air, breaking their attack, and crushing these Huns who only had brute force but no martial arts in a few strokes.

Long Xuanchen always guarded the defense line of Gaoliu City, blocking every Hun soldier who rushed over through the net. The more he killed, the more fierce he became, the black dragon qi flowing wantonly, in the dim sandstorm, extremely fierce.

None of the Huns were able to get a single step close to Takayanagi.

Feng Luotang flew into the air, gradually using his toes to point on the backs, shoulders, and heads of a group of Huns, kicking them off their horses, and then controlling the sword in the air.

The python turned around, turned over and turned towards Feng Luotang. Feng Luotang gently supported his giant with his hand, took a step directly, jumped on the back of the white python's neck, and walked towards the python.

She quickly attacked the charging Huns in the wind. At this time, Feng Luotang's sideburns were blowing, and his fair face was slightly red by the wind. Her eyes grew red.

The strong wind made Feng Luotang, who was at the fourth level of soul power, gradually open up his soul power without hindrance. She felt an unprecedented wave of heat slowly swell up behind her.

A bright golden mist shrouded Feng Luotang's back. The wind continued to howl, but in Feng Luotang's ears, everything around him became quiet.

She could no longer hear the shouts of the Huns, only her sword, constantly knocking over one after another charging Hun horses, swinging from side to side with giants, picking the Huns out of the war horses and falling into the dust.

Feng Luotang gently stroked the back of the neck with both hands, standing on the python's body, she spread her hands open, and heard the sound of the wind passing through her body, merging the storm with her body and mind.

The howling wind, at this time, turned into a quiet and flowing sound in Feng Luotang's ears, as if a force made the golden mist behind her thicker and thicker.

She felt the strength building up in the wind. She felt that she was becoming more and more integrated with the white python. This feeling of physical and mental harmony is constantly pushed by the gale.

Master Chengyi said that every time the soul power is improved, there will be a feeling. For the first time, Feng Luotang clearly felt that in this earth-shattering gale, her soul power was steadily increasing to level five.

She closed her eyes and felt a powerful force coalesce behind her. In this power, the little golden dragon gradually grew.

The cicada's body had become thicker, and the gold on the golden edges of the scales had spread upward, dyeing each scale with a bright gold. The little dragon cicada rolled in the dragon's breath, and it was about to come out.

Feng Luotang opened his eyes and tapped the sword on tiptoe. The white python instantly increased its speed, and crossed in the line of the Huns charging forward, blocking countless Hun personalities to the ground and being trampled by the Hun cavalry rushing up behind.

The middle of the Hun attack battle formation became chaotic.

And in this chaos, there was a golden light flashing, it was Shao Yi's sword.

Shao Yi saw that the Huns who charged were extremely brave, and he directly raised his soul power to the fourth level. The red flames behind him burst into flames.

He offered a thunder flame order, and a tongue of fire quickly spread out to both sides, like a burning barrier, blocking the charging Huns.

The Huns had never seen such a terrible fire on the grassland, and the surging heatwaves, the scorching flames, and the burning roar all made the Huns tremble.

Most of them reined in their horses, some had turned around and ran back, and the fiery serpent rose into the sky, preventing them from taking another half step.

Shao Yi suddenly felt a sense of pleasure all over his body. What a strong wind, such a big fire. The wind helps the fire to grow, and the fire borrows the wind, and in the charging formation of the Huns on the grassland, there is a high wall of fire hundreds of meters long.

The strong wind fueled the dragon behind Shao Yi to burn, from the original circle of flames to the regeneration of flames in a more outer circle.

In the light mist with flames, the red little dragon mound was also growing rapidly. It was shrouded in a cloud of flames, tumbling and moving, almost stepping out of the light mist.

The Huns who were close had already heard the fire dragon behind the young man, and let out a dragon roar that was louder than the sound of the wind.

Soul Power Level 5. Shao Yi also clearly felt the improvement of his soul power.

He leaped again, stepped on a group of Hun horses, and looked at the tumbling white python in the air. He saw Feng Luotang, who was standing firmly behind the python's neck, with his eyes closed and his arms open.

At this time, the white sun in the sky shone the light of the sky through the yellow sand and dust on Feng Luotang's body, making her look like a fairy in the world, beautiful and moving.

Shao Yi took a step into the air, and used the Thunder Flame Order to attract three thunderbolts again, smashing into the middle of several groups of Huns who rushed to the front.

Thunder erupted, smoke rolled. The Huns rolled off their horses. Several horses were knocked over and thrown sideways. But around them were still Hun warriors who couldn't stop charging forward by inertia.

Shao Yi leaned down again, drew several sword flowers in front of the sword, and vigorously pushed out the sword qi with the accumulation of dragon qi, and shouted softly: "Go." ”

The sword qi flew rapidly, rushing straight into the Hun battle array, cutting through the wind, forming a fan-shaped attack surface, and rushing towards the Hun cavalry who had broken through the wall of fire.

Long Xuanchen stood still, his eyes locked on his last line of defense. Every sword of his will not miss. The sword was like a heavy stone rushing into water, and the ripples of the blade rippled out, directly injuring the enemies within two feet of the surrounding area.

Eighty-one sword styles, each move is a killing move. In the darkness, he was the last warrior to stand in front of Takayanagi Castle.

One person is one pass, and ten thousand people are not moving forward.

Even if the Huns broke through the grassland, they didn't want to step into the Central Plains. The wind was blowing strongly, and the galloping power brought Long Xuanchen a new feeling.

Every time he swung his sword in the wind, he had a new understanding. Behind him, a three-zhang black dragon qi also rose, gathering more and more black, in the wind and sand, it seemed like a thick black mist.

Wherever the black mist shrouded, the ancient green light of Kun and Rium flashed, and it was swift and invincible.

The Huns were charging, while Lin Yu was running in the opposite direction.

The cyan dragon qi behind him moved against the wind, becoming more and more turquoise and intense. In the dragon qi, a cyan dragon had two horns, and it had turned into a big green dragon with complete minions, emitting a distant dragon roar behind Lin Yu.

Wherever the dragon qi that enveloped the green dragon went, the Huns all turned over and fell off their horses, and were beaten to the ground.

Lin Yu's soft sword Drinking Rainbow flew in the wind, drawing a rainbow-like sword aura, sharp and unstoppable.

He had no intention of fighting, and kept running towards the rear of the army, because he had already seen that in the position of the Chinese army, Fan Yuzhi, who had taken his master's life, was sitting comfortably on his horse.

Lin Yu carried a cloud of anger, through the tumbling yellow sand smoke and dust, and rushed with high morale. The wind blew his mind calmer than it had ever been.

was so calm that when he met Fan Yuzhi and met him face to face, he could swing his sword directly at Fan Yuzhi without saying a word. No unnecessary scolding, whining, and arguments.

The catharsis of hatred does not need those long-winded things. Hatred only needs the sword qi on this sword to pierce the enemy's chest.

Fan Yuzhi immediately stopped quietly. He smiled slightly and said, "See you again, little brother." Then he took off his double hook and swung it lightly, wanting to block Lin Yu's attack.

But to his surprise, this block actually missed. Lin Yu's sword seemed to be an understatement, but in fact, Shicai had already stimulated all his anger into his soul power, and in an instant, his soul power had been raised to the fifth layer realm.

Therefore, this sword was infused with the sword qi of all his soul power, the prosperity of the internal force, and the fierceness of the gang qi made Fan Yuzhi unexpected.

Fan Yuzhi was shocked backwards, his hands were sore, and his body was in severe pain. Fortunately, his legs clamped tightly around the horse, otherwise he would have been almost shaken off the horse.

"Since you want to fight, let's come." Fan Yuqi did not lose in his mouth, he hooked his hands in front of him, exercised the true qi of his whole body, his sleeves fluttered, and he shouted at Lin Yu angrily: "Go." ”

The double-hooked wind hit you head-on. Lin Yu used the drinking rainbow to quickly spin in front of him, turning into an impenetrable sword and shield. Then, he recited the incantation and sacrificed the dragon order.

As soon as the coiling dragon order came out, the surrounding scene changed suddenly, as if all the thick clouds in the sky were pulled around Lin Yu and Fan Yuqi in an instant. These thick clouds rolled like shields made of countless flying clouds.

The boy was furious, and the storm was agitated.

At the same time that the cloud tent composed of dense clouds pressed towards Fan Yuzhi with a thousand momentum, Lin Yu's rainbow drinking sword used a sword style of ten thousand flying flowers.

It's just that this sword has no flowers, no snow, but a cold hail, and the roaring cold wind rushes towards Fan Yuzhi.

The wind and clouds rushed forward, and the ice was like rain.

Fan Yuzhi hurriedly drew a spell in the air with both hands, wanting to mobilize the elements of heaven and earth to block this heavy blow. But Lin Yu's attack was so fast that Fan Yuzhi didn't even have time to flow his thoughts.

He was slammed down by countless hailstones, and he could only protect his head and chest with his true qi. A man and a horse were smashed out by the clouds that were as wild as a hurricane.

Fan Yuzhi surged a mouthful of blood into his throat, shouted, swiped the golden hook of his hands in the air again, and sent out a secret light wave attack, attacking horizontally towards Lin Yu, who had already deceived and attacked closely.

Lin Yu was too close to Fan Yuzhi, so close that he could take Fan Yu's head with another sword.

Therefore, Fan Yuzhi's light wave was like an exploding laser, cutting through the rolling wind and clouds, passing through countless hard hailstones, and sweeping directly towards Lin Yu's chest and abdomen.

It was too late for Lin Yu to withdraw the Panlong Order to resist again. He had no choice but to hold the Rainbow Drinking Sword in front of his chest and forcibly split this light wave from it.

The light wave that shattered in half still hit Lin Yu's left and right shoulders, causing Lin Yu to fly backwards and crash into the storm and cloud array that was attacked by the Panyun Order.

Lin Yu looked over his shoulder, and the two shoulders were drawn out of the Dao Dao blood, and the snow rabbit shattered into a large black and charred hole as if it had been burned.

Lin Yu's injured dragon qi also dimmed, and the green dragon Qingzai behind him was actually shaking, letting out a loud roar, and was holding on hard.