"Die!"

Zhao Yun snorted lightly, the gentian bright silver spear in his hand had already taken out of his hand and roared out, spinning and pressing down from the air, and the sharp blade of the spear drew a circle of dazzling cold light in the air, as if a circle of rotating sharp crushers, wrapped in the cold killing machine, slammed into dozens of Xianbei knights viciously.

"Clank!"

"Bang!"

The rapidly rotating gentian bright silver spear and dozens of scimitars that were waiting for each other collided together in an instant, and the sound of Qingyue's gold and iron resounded in the sky.

The dozens of Xianbei knights who roared forward saw the white expanse in front of them, and suddenly felt a lightness in their hands, and the next moment, they were horrified to find that they had already flown up.

To be exact, he found that the upper half of his body flew up, while his body below the waist and his lower limbs were still in place, and the Xianbei cavalry could even clearly see that clumps of blood and internal organs were falling from "underneath" them.

"Hah!"

The galloping dragon gantian bright silver spear swept a big circle in the air and roared back, and was gently held in the palm of Zhao Yun's palm, but dozens of Xianbei cavalry had already been divided into two corpses and died tragically on the spot, Zhao Yun raised a long roar, Qingyue was like a dragon's roar, resounding inside and outside the city, at this moment, tens of thousands of Xianbei people were trembling and trembling.

A little cold man arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon, and the reputation of Changshan Zhao Zilong was deeply engraved in the heart of every western Xianbei Rao Zheng

"Hah!"

Zhao Yun grabbed the horse's belly fiercely, and urged the horse to gallop forward again, and went straight to Micah, who was protected by heavy thieves.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, Zhao Yun knows that no matter how brave he is, he will never be able to kill all these tens of thousands of Xianbei soil dogs with his strength, but as long as he kills Xianbei King Miga, this thief army will be defeated without a fight!

Capture the thief and capture the king first, it's that simple.

Everywhere Zhao Yun's cavalry passed, the Xianbei cavalry was like a wave, and no one dared to beat its edge, only a moment of effort, Zhao Yun had already broken into the Xianbei cavalry army, less than a hundred steps away from the Mica main formation.

"My great people, do not be afraid of ......"

Micah roared bitterly: "This thief is now only one person, can he still kill all of us?" Whoever can kill this thief, Lao Tzu will make him king. ”

Micha was not afraid, but in his heart he was already afraid to die, and in order to live, he could even give up his throne.

"Wow!"

Finally, a lifeless Xianbei warrior roared and pounced on Zhao Yun.

"Get out!"

"Poof!"

Zhao Yun snorted lightly, the gentian bright silver spear was waved lightly, the sharp tip of the spear had already picked the abdomen of the Xianbei warrior, and the tyrannical power came through the head of the gentian bright silver spear, knocking the Xianbei warrior's body upside down and flying out, the heavy body flew over in the air, and knocked down more than a dozen Xianbei cavalry one after another, and Miga's main formation was in turmoil in an instant.

"Antlers, antlers, quick ......"

Seeing that Zhao Yun was about to rush in front of him, Miga yelled urgently: "Quickly lay the antlers and block him, damn it!" ”

Hundreds of Xianbei people hurriedly stepped forward with their antlers, forming a dense antler formation in front of the formation, which could block Zhao Yun's way of charging, and a trace of hideousness flashed in Micah's eyes.

Zhao Yun! This time, depending on how you die, you can't ride a horse and rush through the antlers to kill Lao Tzu, right?

"Humph!"

The disdainful smile on the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth became more and more intense, and his slender right arm was raised again.

The mighty and invincible Gentian Bright Silver Spear was raised in the air again, and the sharp head of the spear went straight into the air. There is a cold glow shining from the head of the spear, like a burning cold flame, which is soul-stirring.

"Up!"

Zhao Yun shouted, raised his right arm and waved it down, and the gentian bright silver spear came out of his hand again, spinning and sweeping over the dense antlers, and the rotating gentian bright silver spear was like a gust of wind, whistling by.

The sharp antlers in the dense array flew into the air in an instant, turning into hideous limari raining down from the sky.

The Xianbei array suddenly resounded with an endless howl, and dozens of Xianbei cavalry were instantly nailed to death on the icy wasteland by the sharp antlers laid by themselves.

"Tripside!"

Miga cried out in a terrible voice: "Get on the tripwire!" ”

Dozens of Mica soldiers rushed forward desperately, and dozens of tripping horses pulled away, blocking the way.

Zhao Yun smiled indifferently, and after returning the gentian bright silver spear to the saddle, the two spears had come to his hands at some point, and suddenly, Zhao Yun's arms were staggered and swung out.

The spear held in his heart had already roared out, and the two long dragons of Huadao stabbed straight in front of the formation, and the Xianbei earth dogs waiting on both sides fell down with wails, and each Xianbei earth dog who died tragically died in the chest was pierced by the spear, and the blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yun snorted indifferently, and urged the horse to gallop forward again, and he was already less than ten steps away from Mika.

"This thief has finally fallen for the scheme, fall!"

Micah let out a sudden shout. Zhao Yun fell down with his riders and fell into the pit.

However, before the smug look on Micah's face could bloom, it was replaced by inexplicable horror, and a dazzling cold light suddenly rose from the smoke and dust that exploded, and a majestic figure had swept into the air, and his arms were stretched out, like a roc spreading its wings and falling down towards Micah's head, and the sharp gentian bright silver spear reflected the gray sky.

"Whew!"

Micah howled.

The trapped beast was still fighting, and Miga raised the heavy big back machete in his hand to face Zhao Yun.

At this moment, Mika sadly realized that at the most critical moment, no one in this world could help him, and if he wanted to live, he had to rely on himself, Zhao Yun, Lao Tzu would pull you back when he died.

"Woo!"

The heavy machete swept through the air, the sharp blade split the air and let out a piercing roar, and Zhao Yunren was in the air, his gun fell, and he slashed towards Miga's head lightly.

"Bell!"

The machete and the gentian silver spear slammed together, and Micah snorted miserably, and the whole person sank violently, and his feet sank into the ground alive, up to his knees!

The violent force of the shock crashed back from the machete like a giant wolf, and slammed into Micah's chest.

Micah felt like a giant hammer had hit her chest, and her whole body felt as if it had been suddenly pinched, suffocating to the point that she couldn't breathe anymore.

"Whew!"

The dazzling cold light rose again, confusing Micah's eyes, and Zhao Yun's gentian bright silver spear slashed horizontally again, Mica watched the sharp spear head slash towards his neck, and wanted to raise his knife to block in horror, but sadly found that his arms were weak and weak, and he could no longer raise them.

"Poof!"

The gentian bright silver spear slashed lightly through Micah's neck, and in an instant, Micah felt himself flying, and the surrounding vast wasteland, as well as the tens of thousands of troops arrayed on the wasteland, rolled in an instant, as if the whole world suddenly became upside down and tumbling endlessly.

The next moment, endless darkness struck, completely engulfing Miga.

The gentian bright silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand was swung out in an extremely dashing manner, and the sharp tip of the spear could poke Miga's hideous head in the air.

The next moment, Zhao Yun's majestic figure had already flown up, and he lightly jumped onto the earthen platform on the side, and raised the spear with Miga's head high in the air, and the clear long whistle resounded in an instant.

"Your king is dead, how can you not descend!"

There was a dead silence under the Qinglian River, and all the Xianbei people widened their eyes in horror, staring at the hideous head poked on the gentian bright silver spear, and after half a full time, the Xianbei people suddenly woke up, but it was too late.

Li Ji had already led 5,000 White Flag troops to complete the roundabout encirclement, and under the leaderless leaders of tens of thousands of Xianbei dragons in the west, they had neither the will to resist nor the way to escape, so they could only surrender one after another.

Zhang Feng, who was far away in Jinyang City, immediately heard the voice of the cicada of the infinite lottery system in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the advanced task, rewarding 200 points, 10 attribute pills, and 1,000 black armor army summoning talismans."

Zhang Feng's figure was stunned, and the military advisor and Zilong succeeded?

"Cow, what a cow!"