A battle axe fell, and Aeshu flashed sideways, slashing off the wrist of the axe-wielder, and blood gushed out like a spring in a rock crevice, splashing Aeshu's face. With a scream, Esher pulled the hapless robber off his horse and carried him behind him to block a rain of arrows. He was still about fifty meters away from the girl of the Misty Mountain on the high slope, separated by a gray-white tide, and he was deep in the center, and the sound of the horse's hooves trampling the snow was like thunder.

There is no choice but to swim against the current! The twin knives swirled wildly and unrestrainedly in Ai Xiu's hands, and the arc of the blades sometimes stretched and majestic, like the Yangtze River, and sometimes flickered dexterously, like a night shadow ghost. Eshu kills efficiently, even launching a counter-charge against the horse's hooves! Where the twin knives passed, a large canopy of blood flowers would inevitably be brought up in the gray-white tide. Any of the Misty Mountain robbers who rushed around Eshu were not spared, and they fell from their horses. The distance of fifty meters was filled with knife light and blood light in a blink of an eye, and the bloodied Ai Xiu had already rushed up the high slope, he didn't say a word, the knife in his right hand flipped in his wrist, and the back of the knife slashed straight at the girl's throat. The girl knew that she was not Ai Xiu's opponent, so she turned around and ran away without hesitation, avoiding Ai Xiu's edge, and shouted: "Daddy, he rushed up!" ”

A muffled sound of wind sounded behind his head, and something heavy was breaking through the air and slamming towards Essho. An unprecedented sense of crisis fell like a boulder, enveloping Esher in a deadly shadow. Gotta flash! Eshyu's body spontaneously made a judgment, a short body, and the sound of the wind swept over his head, but at the same time, his back was kicked heavily, as if he had been hit by a crosslog, and Eshu involuntarily threw himself forward in the cold snow. Estheu reacted extremely quickly, and a donkey rolled to widen the distance. A massive battle axe slammed down on his previous position with a violent wind, its blade digging deep into the hard frozen ground beneath the snow. "Oh?" The strong man in the white wolf's skin effortlessly pulled out his battle axe and glanced at Eshu with some surprise. "You, strong." He said in the not-so-standard Pander lingua franca, "Your Excellency is the Divine Envoy's Honorary Guardian, Anthony Mur." ”

Eishu held the saber in his hand, but he did not dare to advance. The identity of the strong man's self-report is in the blind spot of his knowledge, he doesn't know what the white wolf skin and two-handed battle axe mean, but he understands that the other party is not easy to match, he can't take advantage of the blade, and his saber has already collapsed a few gaps when he kills the high slope, and the giant axe in the opponent's hand is far superior to him in terms of weight, and he can't get out of a few rounds if he hits it hard. But time does not allow him to stalemate with Anthony Muer, how long can Salaman resist?

The hilt of the knife flipped in the palm of Eishu's hand, and he held the saber behind his back with his right hand, his body pressed forward like a snow leopard ready to burst into predation, and the knife in his left hand was raised flat forward, aimed at Anthony Mul.

Both of them are running towards each other at the same time! Anthony Mul had a hideous and fervent smile on his face, and a high roar came out of his throat, and when he exerted his strength, he was like an ice bear standing upright! The giant axe slashed out a 150-degree radius from left to right in his hand. Anthony Mur swung the giant axe wildly, and the killing radius overlapped into a storm of metal, and the cold light of the axe blade instantly sealed all the space in front of Esher.

Eshua did not dodge or dodge, and resolutely stepped into the storm. The knife in his left hand was slightly raised, and the back of the knife closest to the handle was precisely placed at the junction of the axe and the axe handle, which was the weakest point of Anthony Moore's force, but it was the strongest point of Eixiu's strength! The cold blade of the axe hung right in front of Estheau, almost slicing open the bridge of his nose, but it was difficult to get in. Death is only a line away from him, but this line is as far away as the sky and the abyss, the clouds and the mud! The metal storm stopped abruptly, and a miserable white lightning burst out from behind Eishu, and the knife in his right hand was like a poisonous snake, biting Anthony Muer's throat!

One move was restrained, and Anthony Mur did not panic, he twisted the handle of the axe, and the muscles of the strong arm burst into the green tendons of a giant python. He drove the axe to spin with great force, and the already scarred saber soon became unsupportable, and the blade shattered. Then the great axe flipped up, and the thick axe stood like a shield in front of Anthony Mur, blocking the serpent-like sword. The sparks burst out, and the saber broke into two on impact! The fury waves ran from Anthony Muer's phalanges to his wrists, his joints buzzing as he could barely hold the handle of his axe. What brute force this is! Anthony Mull was still surprised, and a knife handle had smashed into his face. He didn't have time to dodge, and the hilt hit the bridge of his nose. "Rattle", a muffled sound of cracking bones, Anthony Mur's eyes darkened, and he only felt as if a heavy horse's hoof was trampled on his face! The pain fueled his blood, and he roared angrily, raising his tomahawk high to cut it down! But his arm was only halfway up before Eshu grabbed him and threw him down the slope with all his might. There was a certain difference in the physique of the two, Anthony Muer was an out-and-out strong man, tall and burly, nearly a head taller than Eshy, but Essiu threw him as easily as a snowball.

There is still a fierce battle at the bottom of the high slope, and there are already casualties in the mercenary team. Kia spewed a strong, blood-smelling white gas from his mouth, and he slashed at the neck of a Misty Mountain robber, the feeling of the curly blade slashing into the flesh was very unsmooth, like slashing on a rough linen, Kia pulled out the blade with some effort, and mechanically faced the next target. He was stabbed in the right rib, and blood gushed out. The movement on the high slope was swallowed up by the deafening shouts of killing, and despair slowly filled Kia's chest like a rising flame. Estheu, aren't you over there?

With a loud thud of a heavy object falling to the ground, a huge figure smashed in front of Kia, and the snow dust rose and fell. A whole white wolf skin rolls to Kia's feet. The sudden movement made both people involuntarily stop their hands, and after seeing clearly who the person who fell, one of the robbers in the Misty Mountain let out a frightened cry:

"Lord Anthony Mul!"

Anthony Mur lay on the ground, not dying instantly, but the recoil from the ground had broken his back as he fell, and dark red blood kept spilling from his mouth and nose and crawling all over his cheeks. When he was dying, Anthony Mur stared at the sky in confusion, and his lips reluctantly opened and closed: "Anton...... Ka, quick ...... Escape ......"

These were his last words, staccato and like a gossamer.