In the midst of the flames of war, the thick smoke in the sky, and thousands of arrows, Fang ran out a few steps, and suddenly heard a clear hiss in the distance, and the wind came. In an instant, it seemed that the thousands of troops and horses were drowned together. In an instant, it seemed that the life-killing battle was overturned together.

Qinghe's heart sank, this roar, moving, so familiar, is the same as Ah Long's cheers for a big victory in the past finals, generally no different.

Qinghe immediately turned his head to look at the source of the sound, only to see thousands of Wu soldiers like rolling waves, constantly scattering to both sides, and one person flew in the air in the rain of swords, guns and swords, like a giant sail, rushing through the waves.

She stared at her beloved with all her heart, and was watching with fascination, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her vest, and her body was sore, and she couldn't move anymore.

Looking back, a pair of thief eyes, a strange face, and a pair of thin lips: "Little goblin, I've been waiting for a long time." Have you hidden enough? Since you are out, why don't you play with this king? ”

Qinghe looked at Zhuo Xing and knew that death was coming. She was in extreme danger at first, terrified, struggled several times, and frightened several times. Now that death is imminent, it is unusually peaceful.

Raise your head and look south, nostalgic for the long-lost homeland, look at the picturesque rivers and mountains, obsessed with the heroic lover, and don't care about Zhuo Xing. There was only one thought in my heart: "Ah Long, I have tried my best, and I will not escape death after all." If there is an afterlife, don't be too far away from me. ”

Looking up from afar, Ah Long is like a giant dragon, jumping into the air, the "Flying Dragon Sword" is the first to open the way, the long sword blows the wind, splits out a bolt of lightning, and the crossbow arrows shot are disturbed by the swing, and all of them fly.

is so wise and powerful, who will compete?

Long Fan crossed the heavy archers, and even more deservedly, went straight to the enemy Fan Qi, sacrificing his life to attack.

Although there were more than 10,000 elite soldiers around Fan Qi, Long Fan jumped forward, and he went straight to the broken ground like a devastating force.

Fan Qi's escort soldiers, seeing that Long Fan was fierce, there were already several teams of 100 people, each armed with a knife and a gun, and rushed forward.

With a wave of Long Fan's left arm, the cold light of the "Flying Dragon Sword" soared, and the sword qi pierced through it; With a wave of his right palm, he killed another general.

Fan Qi's personal soldiers were in a panic, and Long Fan had already broken through a team. The soldiers in the rear team were even more shocked, raised their knives and guns, and intercepted one after another.

Long Fan killed one person and one sword, and the one who stopped him died, and the one who was killed immediately beheaded more than a dozen generals of the Wu army in an instant.

Seeing that the coach was in danger, the escort soldiers sacrificed their lives to resist, and the spear-wielding armor flew in front of Fan Qi.

Unexpectedly, the lightning of the "Flying Dragon Sword" struck, and the speed was incomparable. General Wu had no time to deal with the enemy, and he had already fallen to the ground. In the blink of an eye, Long Fan rushed into the land of several arrows.

Suddenly, Wu Zhen rushed out of the four generals again, sacrificing his life to block, Long Fan was lucky, and attacked with all his might, how fierce is his strength? The four generals broke their tendons and bones, fell off their horses, and died on board.

Seeing that the commander was in distress, the Wu soldiers shouted loudly, stepped forward to block, Long Fan swept with his sword, and three more generals returned to the western sky.

Looking at Wu Zhen again, front and back, left and right, all of them were shocked; Fight in all directions. In an instant, Long Fan was besieged again. But his face was not afraid, and he saw that there was a rolling wooden ember on the ground, and he gathered his strength in his sword, rolled up the burning flames, and danced with an astonishing sound, like several fire clouds, flying in mid-air, heading straight for the strong enemy.

Wu Jun was all burned to the ground, and in this situation, no matter how strong he was, he was helpless.

Fan Qi was already frightened, and was about to retreat sharply, when Long Fan let out a long roar, jumped up, and rushed forward.

Dozens of pro-soldier generals, sharp blades stabbed, Long Fan raised a breath of true qi in mid-air, a somersault, turned over from dozens of weapons, and killed Fan Qi directly.

Fan Qi is unbelievable, every time there is a big battle, his side has always been extremely heavily defended, and most of them are guards.

Looking at Long Fan, in an instant, it was like a divine soldier descending from the sky, this situation and this scene, I have never seen it in my life. Looking at their own camp again, it is already a big mess. All of a sudden, Fan Qi lost faith in victory.

Zhuo Xing climbed high and looked into the distance, and was surprised to see the tattoo, and couldn't help but be clear. even had a plan, hijacked Qinghe, and rushed down the mountain. "Emei three-phase" is not slacking off, following closely.

Qinghe didn't care about his life at all, just stared

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