The wind and clouds on the battlefield are changing rapidly, and the king is defeated in a thought. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Two streamers of light streaked across the air, and the horse's hooves flew and left countless yellow sand behind them, colliding violently.

Yang Zaixing's right arm was bruised, and the spear condensed into a whirlpool, stabbing towards Luo Cheng with a devastating attack.

Luo Cheng shook his arms, his eyes were like sharp blades and looked at Yang Zaixing, and the bright silver spear in his hand emitted countless cold air, attacking Yang Zaixing ghostly.

The edges of the spears, like ice, spread vertically and horizontally, making a thunderous staggered sound, and the two horses staggered and let out an earth-shattering neigh.

The two sounds were mixed together to form a powerful air current, which swept outward in all directions, lifting a curtain of yellow sand and rushing outward like a tidal wave.

One blue and one white, the two passed by, and the moment they looked at each other, only a few rays of light and shadow remained in the pupils of countless people

Luo Cheng looked back, his handsome face was full of horror, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, his eagle eyebrows were deeply sunken together, and the silver spear in his hand shook with the wind.

Click.

A cracking sound sounded, and the silver armor on Luo Cheng's right arm instantly shattered into several pieces and scattered to the ground, revealing a white sleeve.

Yang Zaixing, who passed by by mistake, just trembled with his ape arm, his eyes stared at Luo Cheng again, projecting an invincible spirit, and the spear red cherry in his hand continued to burn with the wind like a flame.

With just one move, he divided the level of marksmanship, whether it was speed or strength, Yang Zaixing was better.

Yang Zaixing's black hair floated away, the scar on his face showed his heroism vividly, and he said proudly with a spear in his hand: "Luo family child, you are not my opponent, let's step back."

Yang Zaixing's words were like a prick. Deeply stinged Luo Cheng's proud dignity.

"Detected that Luo Cheng has entered a state of rage, force +2, base force 97, current force has risen to 99, please pay attention to the host."

"Ahh

The joints keep rattling. Luo Cheng let out a low snort, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the bright silver spear in his hand stood up again, carrying the momentum of the raging waves, turning into a silver light and slamming towards Yang Zaixing.

Looking at Luo Cheng's violent impact from afar, Yang Zaixing's eyes were condensed, a red tassel gun in his hand, and Wangyun Qi under his crotch violently tore through the barrier of the air and went towards Luo Cheng.

The two horses intersected, and the sparks kept rubbing and splashing around, dazzling the soldiers of the two armies. All frozen.

Luo Cheng's five-hook divine flying silver spear soared up and down like a silver python, not letting go of every gap, sprinkling a rainstorm pear blossom-like offensive, and stabbing towards Yang Zaixing desperately.

Yang Zaixing looked at Luo Cheng, who was crazy in front of him, his expression was calm and calm, and the red tassel gun in his hand opened the bow left and right, and the tip of the spear continued to sweep away a crazy attack like an iron curtain.

The murderous aura of the hunt enveloped the two of them, and the two guns continued to attack back and forth. In the blink of an eye, sixty or seventy rounds have passed, and Luo Cheng is too desperate. His strength gradually became a little weak, and the silver spear became as heavy as lead.

Looking at the pair of fights next to him, the steel spear in Lu Junyi's hand was still attacking Xue Wanche with rain in his cloak, Xue Wanche was already at the end of the crossbow, so he could only parry and block.

"Ahh

Lu Junyi shouted. Shocked that Xue Wanche couldn't react suddenly, Lu Junyi saw the situation and directly swept Xue Wanche off the horse with a shot, struggled a few times and couldn't move again, so Lu Junyi sent someone to tie him back into the formation.

Luo Cheng was fighting wildly when he suddenly saw Xue Wanche being captured alive. The mind was separated, and Yang Zaixing was directly stabbed in the right shoulder with a shot, and almost fell off the horse.

"It's not good, the young master is in trouble, let's go!"

Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen saw that Luo Cheng was shot, and led the other seventeen people to rush out of the battle.

I saw that Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen attacked like black clouds covering the sky, each riding held a silver spear in one hand, raised a scimitar in the other, and fell on horseback to kill Yang Zaixing in a strange way.

Yang Zaixing stopped his offensive and looked at the black horizon-like troops in the south, only to feel a chill to his bones, and a trace of fear actually surged in his heart.

"Haha, Yang Zaixing, let you see the horror of Yanyun's eighteen horses!"

Seeing Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen attacking, Luo Cheng endured the severe pain with his right hand, laughed wildly at Yang Zaixing, took the opportunity to clamp the horse's belly, and fled back to the formation with his gun.

When Yang Zaixing saw Yanyun's eighteen horsemen attacking, he no longer chased Luo Cheng, holding the red tassel gun in his hand tightly, staring intently at the eighteen horsemen.

One hundred steps.

Fifty steps.

Thirty steps.

Ten steps.

When Yang Zaixing was ten steps away, Yang Zaixing saw this Yanyun Eighteen Riders clearly, and his pupils suddenly began to shrink.

This Yanyun Eighteen Riders are not human beings at all!

As far as the eye can see, each horse under the seat actually has only one eye, and the horse is covered with scars, but it is extremely brave, like a monster escaped from hell.

Looking up again, I saw the people on the seat, all dressed in black clothes and black covers, surrounded by a chilling bloody aura, and the heavy pupils in the eye sockets were full of murderous intent, which had completely faded the humanity that human beings should have.

The silver spear in his right hand was rusty with blood, but it was still sharp, and the scimitar in his left hand was even stained with blood that had not yet been wiped, and the cold light on the blade was impressive.

With such a combination, this is not a human at all, this is simply a butcher from hell.

In the blink of an eye, the eighteen horsemen had already been killed in front of him, Yang Zaixing didn't have time to think about it, and greeted Yanyun with a horse whip.

When a lightning-fast shot came first, Yang Zaixing stabbed with a spear, picked this shot, and wanted to turn the spear to pick the opposite side off the horse, and suddenly felt a chill on both sides.

Two bright scimitars slashed through the air, turning into a silver fan-shaped face and sweeping towards Yang Zaixing's abdomen.

Yang Zaixing had to withdraw his spear and swing the two scimitars, and at the moment of swinging, two more silver spears shot at his face.

Yang Zaixing had to pick up the gun left and right, dodging these two shots, so back and forth, Yang Zaixing fell into endless passivity.

Even a tiger can be bitten to death by piles of ants.

In the military formation on the north side, Dongfang Sheng saw this battle, his palms were intertwined with cold sweat, and the pair of eyes under the mask were as cold as ice, and for the first time, he passed the sense of crisis, and the generals around him were all like this.

"Detect the information of Yanyun's eighteenth cavalry force."

"Testing...... The force of Yanyun's eighteen cavalry is between 70 and 80, and the degree of cooperation is extremely high, and when the collective action is carried out, the combat effectiveness is greatly improved. Please check with the host. ”

After listening to the announcement of the system, Dongfang Sheng slowly lifted the halberd in his hand, ready to rush into battle at any time.

On the battlefield, Yang Zaixing was besieged by Yanyun's eighteen cavalry inside and outside, wielding a scimitar on the inside, and a silver spear on the outside.

Yang Zaixing had to hurriedly parry and block, if the attack was at any time, there was a danger of being attacked at any time, and after a long time, Yang Zaixing began to be in danger.

"General Yang is panicking, Dong Ping is here to help you!"

I saw that at the critical moment, a black-maned horse rushed out of the north side of the formation, and immediately a strong general, only to see that this person was dressed in gray armor, with a pair of silver guns in his palm, and a small flag behind his back.

There are a few big characters written on the flag: Heroic double spear general, this person is Dong Ping.

(To be continued o(n_n)o) (To be continued.) )