Seeing that Dahe Chucai was about to die on the spot, at this moment, a ball of essence suddenly burst out in his eyes, and a crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ahh

Dahe Chucai raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, his left palm fiercely facing the sharp blade, and at the same time twisting his body with all his might.

"Poof!"

Ah Hui Du's scimitar finally pierced Ohga Chucai's chest, but it failed to hit the heart, even so, the cold blade still penetrated deep into his lungs, and the palm of his left hand was also separated by the blade A terrible wound, deep to the bone, the violent colic made Ohga Chucai's face twist wildly, and there was an inhuman hiss of pain between the roars.

"Ah Hui Du, you go to die!"

Ohga Chucai shouted hysterically, his bloodied left hand gripped the blade tightly, and the scimitar in his right hand slashed towards Ah Huidu's shoulder and neck with a thunderous momentum.

"Humph!"

Ah Hui snorted coldly, looked at Dahe Chucai cruelly, ignored the scimitar that rushed in his face, and sent the scimitar in his hand forward. Ah Hui Du was even ready to twist the blade, he believed that as long as he moved slightly, Dahe Chu would definitely not escape this fate.

However, Ah Hui Du miscalculated, and Ohga Chucai's madness and tenacity were far beyond his expectations. Ohga Chucai didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, his bloody left hand was like a copper cast of iron at this moment, firmly gripping Ah Hui Du's blade, making it impossible to move forward at all, while the scimitar in his right hand fell down quickly and fiercely.

"Ahh

Ah Hui was shocked, but it was too late to dodge. A good Ah Hui Du, sure enough, worthy of the title of Kumoxi's first warrior, just at this moment, he hurriedly let go of the handle of the knife, his body flashed back hard, and finally narrowly avoided the vital point of his throat.

Despite this, Ah Hui Du was still cut a foot-long cut on his chest by Dahe Chucai, and he couldn't help screaming, and the person also fell off the horse because of the loss of his center of gravity. As soon as his body hit the ground, Ah Hui Du rolled to the side with all his strength, so as not to be embarrassed.

As soon as Ah Hui Du got out, there were two muffled sounds of "bang" in his ears, but it was a pair of vigorous front hooves of the war horse under Dahe Chucai's crotch that were stepping on the position where he landed.

"Ah Hui Du, you coward, where to escape!"

Dahe Chucai was dumbfounded, and suddenly took a powerful crossbow from the saddle, and when the voice fell, three jet-black crossbow arrows had already arrived in front of Ah Hui Du's eyes.

Ah Hui Du thought that he had escaped, but he never thought that he would have time to rejoice, and a vicious wind paved the way, and three black crossbow arrows were finished in the shape of less than a foot in front of him. Ah Hui Du was horrified, he wanted to dodge but couldn't, he could only watch as the three crossbow arrows fiercely burrowed into his chest.

"Ohga Chucai, you are despicable-"

Ah Hui's eyes were torn, his body suddenly tensed up, and when his angry, desperate, frightened and hoarse roar fell, his body completely lost its strength, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving, only a pair of eyes were round, full of resentment and unwillingness.

In terms of martial arts, Ah Hui Du is not weaker than Da He Chucai, or even slightly stronger, it is really his desire to win, and Da He Chu Cai is not only very crazy, not hesitating to die together, but also uses a crossbow that Ah Hui Du can never imagine, which makes Ah Hui Du fall into the way, so as to reverse the victory and defeat.

"Pounds!"

Originally, Dahe Chucai was still defeated by Ah Hui Du, who would have thought that the situation would take a sharp turn in an instant, not to mention the tens of thousands of warriors of Kumoxi, even the Khitan warriors who were crazy to rush towards Dahe Chucai were also stunned. It wasn't until a cry of grief resounded in the sky that everyone seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Ah Hui Du is dead, Kumo Xi is defeated! Khitan warriors, kill! ”

Ohga Chucai's mid-air was obviously insufficient, but his tone was indeed full of excitement and excitement. He was victorious, and finally slew the enemy's commander with his own hands, even though he paid a terrible price for it.

Dahe Chucai's left hand was tightly covering his chest, where there was a bright and dangling scimitar, the gurgling blood had dyed half of his body red, his face was extremely pale, his forehead was covered with sweat the size of beans, and his expression was also very sad, but his face was full of smiles.

"Kill!"

The morale of the Khitan warriors was suddenly boosted, and the blood in everyone's bodies was ignited by this shocking news, and in the midst of hissing and shouting, the Khitan warriors swept away the decline of Fang Cai and rushed towards the enemy in front of them fiercely.

"Da He Chucai killed Qi Jin and avenged Qi Jin!"

"Revenge, revenge, kill!!"

On the other side, after a brief shock, Kumo Xi people suddenly burst out with earth-shattering killing intent. The death of the commander aroused the ferocity in their hearts, and everyone roared angrily, staring at the Khitans fearlessly with scarlet eyes.

The battle did not take a turn for the worse with the death of Ahoeto, but became more and more violent. All fell into hysterical madness.

"Dahe Chucai, accept your life!"

A warrior who insulted the lord came to Dahe Chucai covered in blood, and in the roar, his whole person pounced in the air, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, and the blood-stained scimitar exuded endless killing intent.

Dahe Chucai's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his hand and rushed towards the enemy with a strong crossbow. Hearing only the sound of "bang", the crossbow suddenly scattered in all directions, and the huge impact force knocked Dahe Chucai out, and the person was in the air, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Die!"

The warrior of Nakumoxi stomped on the horse's back with both feet, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and smirked and threw himself towards Dahe Chucai again.

"Am I really going to die here today?" Being in the air, Da He Chucai looked at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind.

He is not afraid of death, but there are still many things to be done, and it is really unwilling to die like this. It's just that in the fierce battle with Ah Hui Du, he almost exhausted all his strength, and now he is seriously injured, and it is very difficult to move, let alone fight with people to the death.

"Dang!"

Just as Da He Chu was about to struggle senselessly, a black shadow suddenly jumped out in front of him, and then he saw a dazzling golden light flash, and in the crisp sound, the Kumo Xi warrior who pounced on him let out a muffled snort, and fell backwards and flew out faster than when he came.

"Don't worry, I'm Xiao Ling!"

Da He Chu was caught, and a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears. His heart suddenly relaxed, and he was about to say some words of thanks, but suddenly he felt that his eyes went dark, and he lost all consciousness.

"Sonorous sonor!"

The Golden Moon Scimitar in his hand danced into a phantom, and several Kumo Xi people who came forward were immediately repelled by Xiao Ling. Glancing at Da He Chucai, who was pale in his arms and breathing weakly, Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, let out a low cry in his mouth, and then jumped up in the air, grabbed a war horse with a thunderous momentum, and rushed to the side with Da He Chucai.

"Hugh is going to let Dahe Chu escape!"

"Protect the King!"

When the Kumo Xi people saw Xiao Ling fleeing, they shouted angrily and chased after him, but the Khitan warriors were desperately blocking it. Xiao Ling didn't pay attention to this, and rode his horse through the chaotic crowd, and the Golden Moon Scimitar in his hand danced impenetrable around him, making it impossible to get close.

Kumoxi lost the command of Ah Hui Du, and the Khitan also lost Dahe Chucai to take charge, and the two sides suddenly fell into chaos, and the Kumoxi people, who had an advantage in numbers, gradually recovered their disadvantage and frantically killed the Khitans.

After about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Ling finally broke through the siege with Dahe Chucai and submerged into the rear of the Khitan camp. Glancing at Dahe Chucai, whose breath was faint but still alive, Xiao Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this breakthrough, even with his ability, was a little panting.

"Uhhh

At that moment, a terrible cry resounded through the sky. Everyone in the battle was slightly stunned, but it was only a short moment before they fought with their opponents again. It wasn't until the side remembered the thunderous rushing sound that everyone was shocked.

"Khitan warriors, victory is at this time, kill!"

In the roar of earth-shattering, a blood-colored golden wolf flag fluttered high, and the figure of Dahe Wushu appeared in everyone's sight, and behind him were about 5,000 iron horsemen, lined up in a sharp arrow formation, rushing towards Kumoxi's flank with unrivaled momentum.

"Kill !!"

In the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, the morale of the Khitan warriors suddenly climbed to the peak, but Kumo Xi's side seemed a little panicked and confused.

"Can't let them come, stop them!" The Mu Kun Clan's Qi Jin roared angrily, and led the nearly a thousand warriors around him to turn to the Great Congratulations Wushu.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Ohga Wushu suddenly raised his scimitar above his head, and the five thousand samurai behind him also showed their blades, and everyone roared in unison, fearlessly rushing towards the Kumo Xi people who met him.

One side came prepared, but the other side rushed to meet the enemy, one side was in a tight formation, and the other side had no formation at all, and the result can be imagined.

Under the leadership of Dahe Wushu, with the sharp momentum of the cavalry charge, the five thousand Khitan warriors were like a sharp cone, and in a very short time, they tore apart the defense line built by Mu Kun Qianjin, and fiercely inserted into the back of Kumo Xi's camp, and also rushed forward at a very fast speed.

Despite the constant shouting of the four tribes, Kumoxi was still caught off guard by this sudden attack, and their morale fell again and again, while their opponents were highly motivated, and cooperated with the reinforcements to launch a frantic counterattack.

From the three poles of the sun to the starry sky, a full six hours of tragic fighting, this war is nearing the end. Controlling the pace of the war, the Khitans finally turned the tide of the battle, and then completely defeated Kumoxi in one go.

"The Kumo Xi people are defeated, the Kumo Xi people are defeated!"

"Victory, we are finally victorious! Father, do you see, we have defeated those hungry wolves, and I have avenged you! ”

When Kumoxi completely broke up and fled in panic, all the surviving Khitan warriors couldn't help but burst into tears and hissed and cheered. Even the Great Aga Wushu was standing in the sea of corpses and blood, and his heart was agitated, and he couldn't help himself for a long time.

"King, we have won, I hope you are still alive!"