The General's Mansion in Qindu, located at the end of Weiyang Street, the most prosperous in Qindu, should be crowded with people, but at this moment, it is strangely empty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was only snow all over the ground.

There was only one old man with a bow.

Cui Yingying's pace stopped, feeling that the person who came was not good, she stared at the old man, and the aura on her body began to diffuse, "Who?" ”

The old man held a bow in his left hand, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand trembled, as if he was a little nervous and excited, "After so many years, I almost forgot how to shoot arrows with a bow, thank you Miss Cui for giving the old man such a chance." ”

Wrinkles and age spots do not hide the edge of the elderly.

It belongs to the edge of the late stage of the fourth realm and the mindless state.

Cui Yingying frowned, a strong man in the late stage of the heartless state, using a bow and arrow, a weapon that is not very strong, appeared in the Western Wilderness, and stopped her at this time.

Within the empire, there is only one person who meets these four conditions.

In the past, the Cangnan Mountains were all unified, and Qian Wuyi.

Cui Yingying's face was even more gloomy.

On the battlefield of the Northern Expedition, Qian Wuyi was known as the second in the world in terms of the power of the bow and arrow, second only to the elder brother of the "green ghost" Murong Chui - Murong Ke.

However, when people are old, how can they be compared with when they were young, famous generals are like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white heads, and the legends of Qian Wuyi should also come to an end.

What's more, she is the proud daughter of the Boling Cui clan!

Cui Yingying drew her sword, and the cold light buzzed out, obviously there was snow on the ground, and it was obviously cold, but when Cui Yingying drew her sword, the brick wall of the General's Mansion and the two huge stone lions in front of the door slowly brightened.

Ice crystals, constantly appearing and growing.

Qian Wuyi was obviously a little excited, even though Cui Yingying was already transforming the surrounding environment, he was still indifferent.

It's just that my feet are stepping on the spot, as if I am afraid that my feet will freeze.

Heartless Battle!

……

Not far north of Qinshan, a group of white-clothed cavalry is advancing at high speed, if you look at it from the sky, then you will find that in the snow, this group of cavalry is almost imperceptible.

Zhu Yiwei, dressed in white.

Quickly support Shen Mufeng.

The horses' hooves were on the snow, and the snow was splashing everywhere, but the cavalry did not have the heart to enjoy the scenery, but kept advancing, all wearing white masks, and each of them had different patterns, some were two circles set up with each other, some were a triangle, and some were grimaces, which looked very strange.

Zhu Yiwei, as the best way to get ahead as a warrior in the empire, gathers heroes and heroes from all walks of life in the world, the difference is that Zhu Yiwei has light and dark.

Obviously, those who are born innocently, as long as they contribute to the empire, they don't have to worry about all kinds of rewards, beauty, money, mansions, and even power, and since then, these people have been on the great tree of the empire in this life.

Dark, most of them are murderous people who kill people and set fires, many people should actually be sentenced to death, but the empire gave them a chance to be reborn, when they walked out of the cell, their past selves were already dead, and those who lived again were all Zhu Yiwei.

Zhu Yiwei wearing a mask.

That's their name.

The purpose of their life is to atone for their sins!

"Phew—"

The two people led by Zhu Yiwei shouted together, and the horse team slowly stopped, and from the sound, the two people in the lead were a man and a woman.

In front of the team, more than 300 silver-armored cavalry were waiting, sharpening their knives one by one, ruthless.

At the front of the silver-armored cavalry is an old-fashioned general, with some ruffians and confident smiles on the corners of his mouth, which is impressive, and this smile alone can conquer many people of the opposite sex.

Wind Falcon, Fang Tianlong.

Fang Tianlong carried the back of the knife on the shoulder armor of the dragon's head, the patterns on the knife were as complex as stars, and his chin was facing the opposite side, "Everyone, where are you going to play, why don't you take my brother with me?" ”

The two people at the head of Zhu Yiwei's team snorted, "Huh! Weapons suddenly appeared on the ground.

Mandarin duck sword.

Two pairs of mandarin duck swords.

Even the action of two people taking out their swords can be called the same, as if carved out of a mold.

Fortunately, it can be seen from the hand holding the sword that these two people, a man and a woman.

On the body, there is a breath of no mood.

Fang Tianlong had a headache, "Damn, two of you have no heart, who the said that Bian'an City didn't support the Western Wilderness." ”

There are many strong people without mood in the empire, but there are only one pair of people who use the Mandarin Duck Sword.

The light is not enough, and the water is written.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

The two of them, who are also twin brothers and sisters, both stepped into a state of mindlessness.

Fang Tianlong's eyes flashed with a teasing color, "I said two, dare to ask, who was there last night?" ”

Guang Budu turned his head to look at his sister and did not speak.

The green light suddenly appeared, and the mandarin duck sword in the hand of the light and water was slowly covered with a layer of dark green light, like the veins on the green leaves, and it was like green blood.

Blue Blood Mandarin Duck Sword.

Fang Tianlong removed the knife from his shoulder armor, straightened his arm, raised the knife high, and then slammed it down.

"Whew-"

The moment he swung the knife, the cold killing machine directly broke through the thick snow, and thousands of snowflakes flew up from the ground, staining the world white.

Wind Falcon, attack!

……

Deep in the Qin Mountains.

The huge slope stands high, from top to bottom there are about 100 zhang, after the heavy snow, the snow is heavily paved, countless ice ridges on both sides of the slope, the fierce momentum makes people daunting, and sighs the natural ghost axe work.

And now, the two thousand fire tigers have already charged to the midpoint of the slope, and they are only fifty zhang away from reaching the foot of the slope.

With the slope, the momentum of the fire tiger became more and more ferocious, the horse's nose and the warrior's mouth kept exhaling hot air, fresh air was replenished into the body of the centaurs, and the cold air scraped everyone's throat fiercely, and the pain was incomparable!

The snow was lifted high, and the fire tiger came like treading waves.

Snow is rolling and pouring is rolling.

Zuo Yin charged at the front, he watched Shen Mufeng gradually organize his troops, and was about to recoil, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer.

Charging from the top of the mountain, the Fire Tiger can use the huge slope to enhance the impact, but once it is blocked on the slope and gets caught in the middle of the battle, then the follow-up troops will only trample on each other with their own people in front, which is equivalent to cannibalism!

Zuo Yin chose this place as the location of the charge, because he believed that the impact of the Fire Tiger was a nightmare for ordinary soldiers.

The rest of the people in the empire would not know how ferocious the alien races outside the Dragon Pass, those behemoths known as "Thunder Beasts", and how many people could overcome that kind of pressure when hundreds of thunder beasts rushed over with their mouths open?

In the face of such an enemy, the Fire Tiger can still charge continuously.

And even more so now!

Once, the man carried a knife and charged forward with a bold command, leading the advance of the Guards Battalion and the other four battalions.

There are 20,000 fire tigers, and only that man is the first to look forward.

And now!

Zuo Yin grinned.

No matter where his master is now, as long as he appears in a place where there are people, there will definitely be a legend of the Fire Tiger.

And the creation of legends begins today.

The boy raises his sword, and the prancing horse raises the whip! (To be continued.) )