The wind was howling, and the dark clouds were thick, obscuring the last faint rays of light, making it impossible to tell what time it was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The biting cold continued to come from all directions, if it wasn't for the Huns, in this case, the soldiers on the head of the city probably wouldn't care whether it was the time or the time of Shen, and closed the city gate early, anyway, Yangqu City is located in the middle of nowhere, and there are few people, so it is natural that it can be guarded in shifts, so most people can hide in the quilt and enjoy a wisp of ordinary and simple warmth.

It's just that now the Hun army under the city is in full battle, so that the hearts of the soldiers who are holding the bows and arrows in their hands are all raised to their throats, and the strange people who are getting closer and closer make them even more frightened.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

The strange man walked slowly, his thin figure accompanied by a roaring wind, making people feel that he would be swept up by the northland wind in the next moment, like the weeds uprooted by the wind, falling to the place where no one knows.

But it is precisely this figure that makes people feel weak, but it makes people feel cowardly and dare not look at it, and the soldiers defending the city are all in a cold sweat on their backs, and they are terrified to pull the strings with arrows.

The iron arrows swayed back and forth, but they lacked the decisiveness of shooting the Huns before.

"It looks mysterious, so let's take a good look at who the demons and monsters are doing here!"

It seemed that he didn't like this inexplicable feeling of depression, Xiao Wu scolded, and pounced on him with the green steel sword.

As soon as he moved, the man in black stopped, his face was obscured by the messy gray hair, making it impossible to see his face, but a pair of eyes that were originally cloudy and colorless suddenly gushed out.

There was no dodging, no retreat, and under the rapid sound of the bell, the man in black quickly drew a strange pattern on the icy ground with his bare feet.

By the moment he finished painting, Xiao Wu's sword blade was not far away, and the fierce sword qi released from the green steel sword had already pierced several holes in the jacket on the black-clothed man, and the white fluff that fell out of it was also blown away by the wind.

"Ding-bell!"

It is still the sound of a bell, but it is no longer light, but it is a little harsh, and even shocks people's hearts dizzy, even Liu Xi has a trace of unspeakable disturbance in his heart.

But it was the man in black who stomped on the ground with his left foot.

In an instant, the pattern that had been drawn in the snow floated, and a strange aura that Liu Xi had never seen appeared out of thin air, and it was the spring that was dug up, and the water flowed out endlessly, rushing towards Xiao Wu.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xi's heart suddenly tightened, the Huns had lived in a bitter cold and barren place for a long time, and what they practiced may be rumored witchcraft, the technique is strange, but the power cannot be ignored.

Just like the man in black in front of him, from the moment he made a move, Liu Xi didn't notice the other party's cultivation, which confirmed that what this person practiced was not the well-known aura, so weird, I was afraid that Xiao Wu who made a rash move would be hurt by someone.

Sure enough, Xiao Wu's green steel sword hit the flying pattern, at first it was like a bamboo, and after cutting off the general pattern, it didn't take long to see that his body was stagnant, and the castration suddenly slowed down. And the tattoo that he had cut off was like a rebirth after simplifying the complex, and it floated in the air again in the obscure spell of the man in black, surrounding Xiao Wu together.

Not good!

With a low shout, Liu Xi was about to fly down from the city, but Dawu moved before him.

The white clothes were like snow, floating in the air, and the bright silver sword in his hand was like lightning drawn from the dark clouds, swinging straight towards the man in black who was chanting a spell.

At such a juncture, Dawu also abandoned the gentleman's style that he had been pursuing, the other party was the Huns, and it was for tens of thousands of Huns who trampled on the Central Plains to start killing the enemy, of course, he would not have reservations, and only wanted to kill the other party with one blow.

The man in black obviously didn't expect the strength of the two Wu brothers, and when he was in a stalemate with Xiao Wu, Dawu suddenly made a move, which immediately made him panic, knowing that he could not escape, the fierce color flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his right hand and passed it through his chest.

"Wadsey!"

The Huns behind him all shouted in panic, and the burly body of Shunbuling almost fell to the ground, and he wanted to hit the horse, but it was too late, and he could only watch the few Wadsey of the ** clan play a blood curse at the cost of his life.

"Sizzle......"

In the midst of countless gasping voices, the man in black who was called Wadsey by the Huns took out his heart, and before anyone could react, he threw the still beating heart into the tattoo case besieging Xiao Wu.

Without a heart, the man in black stood still, his bloody hands were quickly making handprints, and his feet were constantly moving.

In a few breaths, some piercing and sharp sounds came from his mouth, and he saw the man in black stomp his feet on the ground several times, and finally fell, the bell on his ankle turned into dust, and the heart also exploded, but instead of spilling on the ground, it melted into the floating pattern.

In an instant, the light was great, and the tattoo had skyrocketed several times, and the handwriting was covered with crimson, as if it was soaked with blood, and it was about to drip down.

The man in black moved so fast that he did all this in one go before the great martial sword momentum reached, so the great martial artist who wielded the bright silver sword had no time to change his moves, and could only slash the mutated pattern.

"Hoo ......"

Snowflakes were sprinkled one after another, it seemed that the cold wind was a little more sudden, and a deep pit several zhang square was revealed at the place of the hand, Dawu's face was pale, and he was supported by Xiao Wu with cold sweat on his forehead, opposite them, the man in black knelt on the ground, motionless, layers of snowflakes fell on his jacket, and the dark red blood on his chest continued to overflow.

"Wadsey!"

There was a shout among the Huns, and Shunbuling was also about to hit the horse to find out, but as soon as the horse's hooves stepped out, the body of the kneeling man in black seemed to be shaken, and it was split into two halves from the Tianling Gai.

The blood and internal organs fell to the ground, although it was a battle between the two armies at the moment, but this scene appeared, whether it was the soldiers on the head of the city or the Huns, they were all afraid for a while, and they couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Soon, however, unlike the horror in the hearts of the soldiers at the head of the city, the Huns roared one after another, staring at the head of the city, like an angry pack of wolves.

Suddenly, I saw Shunbuling wave his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately roared and rode their horses towards the city, tens of thousands of troops went into battle together, and the iron cavalry was long, like a river bursting the embankment, surging towards the head of the city.

Of course, the first to face the enemy is the Wu brothers.

"General Xiong, lead the troops to resist the enemy and cover the martial brothers into the city!"

Liu Xi roared, grabbed the evil in his hand, jumped off the city in the stunned eyes of the soldiers at the head of the city, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the big and small martial arts, and the long sword waved, only to hear the dragon groaning.

"Ah......h

Blood stumps flew everywhere, but it was just a blow, and the Huns dozens of feet away were cut off more than a hundred people.

Without stopping, Liu Xi swung out a few more swords, and in a breath, he removed more than a thousand Hun soldiers, and this kind of momentum immediately made the Hun soldiers stop in shock.

The breath was a little chaotic, Liu Xi's eyes were red, and the murderous aura poured out, not to mention the soldiers around him, even those frightened war horses, all of them knelt on the ground in fear, spitting smoke and roaring lowly, not daring to make any movements.

"Woo ......"

The horn sounded again, and the Hun soldiers looked at Liu Xi, although there was unwillingness in their eyes, they still retreated in an orderly manner, and soon, the ground was empty, leaving only the severed limbs and remnants flowing with cold and frozen blood.

With a deep exhalation, Liu Xi turned around and walked in front of Dawu, "How heavy is the injury?" ”

Dawu, whose face was a little pale, showed a wry smile, "There are some evil sects, and it takes a few days to cultivate." ”

After a few days of recuperation, it seems that the injury is very serious.

Witchcraft is indeed not to be underestimated, just one person, and the Wu brothers who can fight and cultivate to the fullest, the previous self-destructive tricks hurt Dawu even more.

If there are not a few such people in the Hun army, how long can it last, Liu Xi has no bottom in his heart.

"Yusheng, don't worry too much, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and if you can block the Huns for a moment, it will be a moment."

Perhaps due to the influence of the fight just now, Xiao Wu lost his hippie smile in the past, and wanted to comfort Liu Xi, but his face was full of bitterness.

Dawu nodded, "I'll do my best, but Yusheng, it's better for the people in the city to escort them south as soon as possible." ”

"Well, this is the only way to do it now."

After saying a word, he put Dawu's left arm on his shoulder, and helped him to walk towards the city with Xiao Wu.

After entering the city, Xiao Wu sent Dawu back to the small courtyard to recuperate, where there were Wu Shuang'er and a few daughters who studied medical skills, and they could also help a little.

Liu Xi recruited Luo Shan, who was leading people to repair the head of the city, and asked him to escort the people in the city to Guantong City, the latter was very reluctant when he first heard this order, and begged to stay to kill the enemy and capture the captives, but Liu Xi moved out of the military order, and had to look at the soldiers holding swords at the head of the city with red eyes, gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

After instructing Luoshan, Liu Xi stood behind the battlement, looking at the sky several miles away and getting darker and darker, as if unconsciously, it had reached the time when the night wind was raging, and the dense Huns began to set up camp, and the day that had no time to think about it passed like this.

And this is just the beginning of the battle.

On the wasteland a hundred miles away, countless iron horsemen were galloping on horseback, the leader was Nuhar who was dressed in a big coat, one was dressed in purple and purple crown, the other was bald and barefoot, and the horses he drove were second only to Nuhar, but the leaders of the Xiongnu kings did not feel that there was anything wrong.

In the gallop of the horse's hooves, Zhang Shaolu in purple clothes and purple crown stood up and looked forward, a hint of a playful smile flashed in the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect to meet you anywhere, I don't know who else will be protected by the master this time?" ”

As he whispered, the Mai monk on the side lowered his head and whispered a Buddha chant in his mouth.