Just now he was a person, but now he has changed back to wolf form. Just now, Xiumi Illusion formed a man hiding among the soldiers and wolves, and no one could tell him apart, and now he was about to evacuate and changed back to wolf form. Xiu Mi dodged the blow of the North Underworld, his wolf eyes flashed, and he thought: "The wolf poison of the Xiu Sect is not dead yet! The swordsmanship is still so good!" Not only Xiu Mi, but even the Ministry of Military Affairs is very rare to see the North Ming use a weapon and sword blade.

Xiu Mi's suspicious gaze skimmed over Beiming, and swept it with his wolf's tail, wanting to hook the girl beside Beiming. Bei Ming's eyebrows frowned, and he swung the splitting sword, sonorously fighting with Xiu Mi, when Bei Ming swung the fourth sword, Xiu Mi suddenly retracted the wolf's tail, and his fangs bared out indignantly, and he couldn't help himself: "What kind of swordsmanship!

He didn't delay any longer, turned around and left. Beiming didn't chase anymore. The speed of the wolf clan was much faster than that of the soldiers, and in an instant, there was almost no shadow of the wolf clan on the battlefield.

The girl with the face painted totem finally rushed to her sister's side. dragged his sister back from Beiming's side. "Ling'er!" the girl yelled, half annoyed and half worried.

Beiming was still staring at the direction where Xiu Mi was running at this moment, his eyes were like an eagle. The totem girl stared at Beiming sharply, but she didn't thank her, but was murderous. Beiming glanced at the girl from the corner of his eye, puzzled in his heart, always on guard, he was also angry with this girl. Just now, this girl ignored the life and death of his Dongling warriors, and radically saved people, and such a spicy style is not good.

Suddenly, Bei Ming suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Liaodi, and shouted in a hurry: "Yan Tong! Defense! Night Mourning!"

I saw that in the distance of the battlefield, there was a sudden blow of sand and rocks, and the loess covered the sky, covering people's eyes. Xiumi's night mourning shook the sky and swept in.

Seeing this, Yan Tong knew that it was too late to catch up, and the momentum of the thunder of Xiu Mi Night was comparable to a thunderstorm. Although there were many warriors around Bei Ming, their combined defensive skills were not enough to reach such a powerful blow.

Yan Tong held the corundum sword in his hand and shouted: "Get out of the way!" The soldiers listened to the order, and flashed a big road for Yan Tong in an instant. Yan Tong staggered his hands up and down, grasped the slender hilt of the sword, and slashed into the air. An extremely strong Gang Qi spiritual power slashed out from the sword, instantly colliding with Xiumi's night mourning.

I only heard a bang, and two powerful spiritual forces collided, shaking the earth and wanting to crack. In the blink of an eye, Yan Tong had already rushed to Beiming's side. The dust is flying, and the eyes that cover people cannot be opened.

Yan Tong listened to it, suddenly drew his knife again, jumped into the air, and quickly slashed out four swords in front of him, the two cross blades were superimposed and multiplied, Yan Tong's supreme spiritual power was fully opened, and he faced dozens of night mournings head-on, strange, this night funeral came one after another, but there was no sound at all. Yan Tongquan relied on his superb inspiration to give a quick reaction and meet this blow.

"Minister, there is no sound!" Yan Tong exclaimed.

"The night chirp of the wolf clan! Ordinary people can't hear it at all! The audio is higher than that of bats! Everyone is on full alert!" Bei Ming ordered.

In the midst of this chaos, a voice suddenly shouted: "Ling'er!

I saw a girl stretch out her arms and pull violently, pulling Ling'er, who was already paralyzed on the ground, and the totem girl who was leaning beside her behind her, and then her whole person was pulled out by the beast claws stretched out of the yellow sand, and disappeared into the yellow sand.

The totem girl fell to the ground and protected her sister with her body, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly panicked, and shouted, "Sister, sister!" but no one responded.

She wanted to rush out to rescue, but was forcibly stopped by her own guards: "Second Miss!

"Let go of me!" shouted the totem girl.

"Second Miss!

More than ten minutes passed, and the yellow sand gradually withdrew. "Count the number of casualties!" Yan Tong ordered.

After a while, a soldier came to report: "Captain Yan! Our captain Shenhu, deputy captain Qiziying, and the three team leaders are gone!"

"What about the soldiers?" said the North Underworld.

"Report to the Minister, three hundred soldiers are gone! Fifty more seriously wounded, two hundred lightly wounded. Two hundred killed......" At the end, the warrior's voice choked.

"Two hundred!" Leng Yi was startled. The combat effectiveness of each detachment of the Military Affairs Department should not be underestimated, and the first column of his second division had only 200 men in total, but Shenhu's third column actually sacrificed 200 soldiers and lost 300 in this battle! This is an extremely painful blow to any commander.

"Minister!" Yan Tong listened to the report and looked at Bei Ming with a serious expression. Beiming was also grief-stricken, but he didn't have time to digest the defeat for him yet. He turned around and said, "Let the wounded soldier deal with the wounded immediately, no matter how serious it is, and don't go to the front line." ”

"Yes!" the soldier immediately conveyed the command of the Northern Underworld.

"It was you who made a stumbling block for us Dongling and made us fall into an ambush!" Beiming's voice sank suddenly, and he looked at the two sisters sitting on the ground. At this moment, their remaining dozen or so guards had already surrounded their "young lady".

When the totem girl heard Bei Ming say this, she raised her head suddenly, and looked at Bei Ming fiercely: "I! If it weren't for your Dongling entanglement with the wolf clan and the spirit, how would our Lan Song have suffered such a catastrophe!"

"You have to be reasonable, Miss!" Bei Minghuo leaned down and faced the girl named Song Er and said, "It's true that the wolf clan wants to attack my Dongling, but they can't rely on us Dongling when they use despicable means to deal with you. The wolf clan is doing evil, how can we alone stop it! We, Dongling, are willing to fight to the death to block this disaster for you. But!That crime, don't blame the wrong person!" Beiying's eyes were sharp, and the perennial battlefield had allowed him to cultivate a ruthless mind that was decisive and ruthless, which was by no means comparable to ordinary pure, gentle and kind people.

Beiming was already angry because Lan Song deliberately shot the Dongling soldiers, and his words were deterrent and aggressive. But who knows, the girl named Song Er is not a good type, her eyes are dark, and she can't kill Beiming on the spot.

"How dare you talk to me like this! I think you're tired of it!" she raised her right arm, pointed at Bei Ming's face, and hooked her five fingers, and in an instant, dozens of dark needles shot out from the thin armor of her arm, and the speed was extremely fast.

Bei Ming flashed to the left, avoiding her hidden weapon. On the ground, the dozen or so hidden weapons turned sharply in the air and stabbed at the back of Beiming's head, so fast that even Yan Tong on the side didn't have time to stop it. Who knew that Beiming flashed again, and it had disappeared.

The girl was frightened by the scene in front of her, and almost screamed! The speed of the hidden weapon is too fast, Beiming was already very close to her sister just now, Beiming left, and it would be her two sisters who were in the hidden weapon.

The girl's own secret weapon, she knew it, the sense of impending death hit, under the horror, her body stiffened, and there was still a trace of strength in the palm of her hand, and her little finger moved, wanting to protect her sister better.

"Whew!" a cold glint swept across the girl's face. Her long eyelashes had been shaved off a bit. The girl's mouth was open, and her breathing stopped. More than a dozen hidden weapons landed on the hems of her and her sister's fur skirts. The secret weapon had just pierced her eyes, face, and body.

The girl froze.

"It's so vicious!" Beiming stood up and looked at the girl coldly, thinking that she had been educated in the moment of life and death just now.