Nightmares are like clouds of fire, crisscrossing the chaotic streets of Shura City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info followed behind the nightmare were countless thieves, and people kept rushing out of the rooftops and alleys, raising their crossbows and shooting at the three horses.

The swift arrows grazed Mu Qingyang's body, and the three people who were walking through the rain of arrows were prostrate on the horseback, dodging most of the arrows by relying on the spirit and speed of the nightmare. The Swan Hotel is in the southern district, and the city gate that Mu Qingyang rushed to was the south gate where thieves entered.

Mu Qingyang knew very well, what would be waiting for them at the South Gate?

However, in this case, it is dangerous to stay in Shura City for even more seconds, and he must risk breaking through the south gate, and there is no other choice.

The Nightmare hissed in anger, and it was hit by an arrow in its ass.

Stimulated by pain, the nightmare looked extremely irritable, Mu Qingyang could clearly feel the anger of the nightmare, as a monster, the nightmare is very different from ordinary horses, it can launch a spiritual attack, so the spiritual power is quite huge, Mu Qingyang also just realized that he can do a simple communication with the nightmare.

One of the characteristics of Warcraft, Nightmares is very vindictive.

He calmed the horses, and finally stopped the Nightmare from looking back for revenge.

The speed of the angry nightmare suddenly became much faster, and when the killer who broke out of the street corner, the nightmare hissed violently, the third eye on his forehead opened violently, and the invisible spiritual power broke the will of the killer at once, and at the moment when they were in a daze, the front hooves of the nightmare kicked the chest of the killer in the lead.

With the sound of broken bones, the killer bounced out like a cannonball, and his chest was already flattened.

The nightmare that killed one person walked away, and Mu Qingyang was the first time he saw the nightmare powerful, fierce Ruosi.

Under the high-speed running of the nightmare, the south gate quickly approached.

In the distance, on the towering city gates, the soldiers were waiting for them, their swords unsheathed, their bows full of strings, and they peeked into the city.

There was a river of blood at the gate of the city, and more soldiers fell there, and the people who thought that the guards at the south gate who were not from the blood-cutting line had been cleared.

The guards above the gate saw a galloping horse. According to the intelligence in the city, these three are the people he wants to stop.

The gate officer waved his hand, and the soldiers rushed out of the gate, forming a dense shield formation in the street, spears pointed forward, and hedgehogs stood like hedgehogs.

This formation, even on the battlefield, is nothing more than that, but it is only against one horse and three people, Mu Qingyang turned the corner and saw such a big scene, and his heart was half cold.

Retreating, it is a locust-like killer, and moving forward is the last thing the Borneo warriors want to face.

If it's just him, he can let it go, it's different with more Molu mother and son, Mu Qingyang slowed down a little, and soon felt the clothes on his waist being pulled, Molu said calmly: "Rush, don't think too much, no matter what the result is, I am grateful for everything you did today." ”

Molu gave Mu Qingyang too much surprise today, and he only realized that he didn't know this woman at all.

Her graceful demeanor when she beheaded the enemy, her shock in the face of danger remained unchanged, and she had a convincing feminine style, Mu Qingyang did not look back, and he could already feel the encouragement brought to him by Molu - indifference beyond life and death.

Now, he no longer bears the burden of saving Molu's mother and son, and they have become equal comrades-in-arms, fighting side by side.

This feeling is very good, let Mu Qingyang give up the "rescue" psychology of vanity, this is an ordinary battle, just like the countless battles experienced in the past, life and death, victory and defeat, two endings. Mu Qingyang looked at the forest of guns in front of him and regained all his composure.

Death was not terrible for those of them. Mu Qingyang raised his sword, the nightmare under his crotch seemed to feel the oppression brought by the spear array, he hissed irritably, but the speed was a line faster, and the long mane of the fire snake danced wildly, in the eyes of the spear array soldiers, he could no longer see the person on the horse, only saw a fireball-like light and shadow, expanding in the field of vision.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters.

A drop of sweat rolled down everyone's foreheads.

This kind of oppressive charge, although it is only one ride, cannot make people ignore the surging pressure, like a huge net gradually shrinking.

Rumble!

Wall stones flying......

A private house facing the street suddenly arrived, and a huge figure loomed in the dust, and the sudden appearance not only caused a slight confusion in the gun array, but also slowed down the charging horse.

A few small jumps of nightmare restlessness, forcibly stopping his high-speed body, Mu Qingyang was nothing, and Ardis was thrown off the horse by inertia in an instant.

A long black chain swept over, and the speed was amazing.

The black thorn hook was shining in the sun, Mu Qingyang only felt a chill on his cheeks, and the nightmare forcibly stopped, but he still did not completely avoid the attack of the long chain, and he neighed miserably, the entire horse's neck was brought, the iron hook entered the flesh, and the powerful Warcraft horse was dragged to the ground by the whole horse, and Mu Qingyang and Mo Lu's mother and son all rolled off the horse.

The chain grabbed the horse's neck, and no matter how the nightmare struggled, it dragged out a few meters, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

Mu Qingyang rolled on the ground, then bounced up, jumped up, slashed a few times on the chain, sparks splashed, Lulu Jian, who was known for his sharpness, didn't cut the chain, looking at the tragic situation of the nightmare being dragged and hissing, Mu Qingyang didn't care about the barbs on the chain, pulled up the chain, and compared with the attacker at the other end.

The sneak attacker who crashed out of the house revealed his tall and ugly figure, and it was the troll demon in the palace who was chasing Mu Qingyang - a monster far taller and more hideous than the low-level demons Mu Qingyang had ever seen.

As soon as it got started, the huge force covered up the pain of the thorn hooking into the flesh, Mu Qingyang staggered out a few steps before he kicked a pit on the ground, his face was flushed, the strength of his whole body surged into his hands, and his teeth were almost crushed.

How great Mu Qingyang's strength is now, even he doesn't know very well, this stitching monster is even him and the nightmare, it is very hard to resist, and the strength is really terrifying. The iron chain was stretched straight, and blood flowed down Mu Qingyang's hand, but the road vibrate.

The cavalry at the gate of the city saw the appearance of the Shura blood guards, and they rushed up one after another, Mu Qingyang is now just waiting for the lamb to be slaughtered, and everyone wants a piece of the pie.

When she was more than ten meters away from Mo Lu's body, the cavalry didn't dare to move forward anymore, and the woman standing there coldly stared at the swarming city guards, even if she was not wearing palace clothes now, as the most powerful woman in the Shura country, no one could ignore her existence.

Ardis turned a little pale, and stood beside Molu in horror.

To him, everything in front of him seemed strange and terrifying.

Kuyue separated the crowd, approached, dismounted and saluted Molu, and said loudly: "Molu, the assassin who made His Majesty King Shura disappear is him...... Right! ”

Kuyue pointed at Mu Qingyang, and her voice was cold: "Molu, come back to the city with me, come and take down the assassin." ”

"Stop!" Mo Lu's voice was not loud, but the kind of contempt posture that had been in a high position for a long time made people dare not insult, she slowly glanced at it, and sneered: "Who are you loyal to?" ”

Regardless of the robbers played by the Mohuraka killers and the Yaksha clan outside the city, or even the Shura warriors who are in front of them, they don't know the real situation, only Kuyue knows best about him and his actions of chopping blood and seizing power, just looking at the situation in the city, he knows that the overall situation has been decided, in the face of the noble Molu, he has no cautious reserve in the past, and said with a smile: "Molu, don't say anything else, King Shura has just died, the city is chaotic, as the master of the harem, Queen Shura, you should preside over the overall situation, why is this urgent want to get out of the city, As for this assassin, we must take it. His smile concealed a threat, and he did not hesitate to stingy with the triumph of those who had the upper hand.

After listening to Kuyue, the cavalry put aside the last trace of hesitation and prepared to arrest Mu Qingyang. The Shura warriors who had lost the Shura King had been bought off quite a bit, and they stood with the Yaksha and the Mohurakas, and the gates were open, and the city and outside the city were in flames.

Molu's eyes tightened, and she knew that it was difficult to make a good decision today, and the blood and bitter moon were determined to put their mother and son to death, so they dared to threaten her, Queen Shura, Molu.

When things came to this point, Molu glanced at Ardis and showed a rare sternness: "Wang'er, if the queen mother dies in a while, you are not allowed to cry, let alone beg for mercy, use your sword to cut yourself off, and do not ruin your father's reputation." ”

"Queen Mother," Ardis was not a child who didn't know anything, and suppressed the horror in his heart, and called in a low voice.

Mo Lu only said coldly: "Don't cry, I just ask you, do you understand, if you don't have the courage, the queen mother will finish you off with a sword now." ”

Ardis nodded with tears, he drew his sword, and said in a childish voice, "The child understands." ”

The conversation between mother and son naturally fell in the ears of the people around him, and there was a commotion in the crowd, Kuyue didn't expect Molu to be so strong, he suddenly remembered this Molu's father-in-law, the legendary god king who had galloped on the battlefield in the Borneo continent, and his heart trembled somehow, and he restrained the pride just now, and said solemnly: "Molu, we are just ordered to arrest the assassins, you and His Royal Highness the Prince only need to let us escort them back to the palace......"

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me," Mo Lu's eyes were full of contempt: "The people in our family have never been greedy for life and afraid of death, and you don't want to take the lives of our mother and son with those prevarications, just come!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lu's body twisted, and two sharp short blades had suddenly shot out, and the cold light that flashed under the sun shook the bitter moon.

He never expected Molu to have such skills, his eyes were stabbed, and he felt goosebumps on the skin on his neck, Kuyue was shocked, and he fell off the horse desperately, and the blood soared, and the huge horse's head under him flew out......

"Damn...... Give it to me! ”

A few spears stabbed around him, slightly blocking Mo Lu, Kuyue was put into the team by several subordinates, although Mo Lu did not finish off Kuyue with a sword, but the swiftness and ferocity of the shot ten meters away were also a shock to the people on the spot.

The chaotic neighing of horses echoed through the streets.

The streets that can make the five horsemen rush in parallel look chaotic under Molu's interception, and the lined up formation cannot be brought into play.

It's just that Molu also understands that she can delay at most, in the face of a steady stream of cavalry and killers outside, she can't last long, after killing more than a dozen cavalry by thunder, in the form of chaos, her clothes that have not been stained with blood are finally splashed with blood, and her left hand is also scraped by the head of the spear, revealing a snowy arm under the samurai uniform. Mu Qingyang was dragged by the troll demon, and it was difficult to protect himself, let alone help Molu's mother and son break through.

But if Mu Qingyang only had this little scheming, I am afraid that he would have been played to death, Mu Qingyang suddenly loosened the chain, originally under the strength of the two of them, the strength was equal, one party suddenly got rid of it, and the other party could imagine that the huge counter-action threw the troll demon out, although the nightmare did not break free from the chain, but under the spiritual communication with Mu Qingyang, he also ran forward smartly to reduce the pulling force of the chain.

Mu Qingyang took advantage of this to pick up the Lulu sword on the ground, and slashed more than ten swords at the same point of the iron chain, the hard chain could not withstand the continuous chopping, and it was broken into two, and the nightmare that broke free from the shackles rushed towards the troll demon like crazy, and the troll demon who had just gotten up had not yet stood firm, and was kicked on the waist by the front hooves of the nightmare under extreme anger, and the stitched monster with a height of two meters and five could not block the fierce impact, and fell into the rubble pile again.

Despite Mu Qingyang's repeated whistles, Nightmare still trampled on the troll demon on the ground with blood-red eyes.

The monster is wild and untamable, and when it goes berserk, it can't even parry a killing machine like a troll demon, and it will be kicked to a bloody blur after a while.

Mu Qingyang stepped forward and forced the nightmare away, and at this time, the cavalry had surrounded them, and the killers on the periphery did not come forward.

Mu Qingyang slashed the Lulu sword on the head of the troll demon, this monster was extremely powerful, but it was still flesh and blood, Mu Qingyang cut his throat, convulsed a few times, and died.

Nightmare is still fierce, several times almost threw Mu Qingyang off the horse, made Mu Qingyang angry, hit him the head, Nightmare obediently gave in, and snorted heavily in dissatisfaction, rushing towards the cavalry surrounded by regiments.

The killer on the courtyard wall suddenly exclaimed, and several huge shadows flashed, and all the killers brought to it were ground into minced meat.

The shadow flicked from the air, jumped more than ten meters, and stepped across in a few steps, like a monster coming out of the void, black solid armor, flashing black thorns, and white miserable eyeballs, even under the blue sky and white sun, it also made people feel cold.

The less timid soldiers were already screaming in terror.

The appearance of more demons made the scene immediately reversed, there was no pain at all, and the demons with super defenses could ignore almost all physical attacks, and in one term, the combat power of the city guards could not break the defense.

So the battle began to become no suspense, and the demon jumped swiftly in the cavalry group, and with each jump, a rain of blood was sprinkled and a group of cavalry fell.

In the crowded streets, the situation became more chaotic, and many cavalry were thrown off their horses by frightened horses and trampled alive.

Mu Qingyang was brutally bumped into by the nightmare, and forced out a bloody way to rush to Molu's mother and son, pulling them onto the horse, Molu was stained with a lot of blood, but her complexion was okay, it seemed that a fight was not a big deal, but she looked at the demons that suddenly came out in surprise and suspicion, these guys looked hideous, not like humans, with Molu's knowledge, I haven't seen it, so I am naturally a little vigilant.

Mu Qingyang didn't have time to explain, only said, "This is the enemy!" He ran along a passage opened by the demons to the city gate.

The interception of the hundreds of Shura soldiers at the city gate was scattered in pieces, and the soldiers all over the ground fell there, screaming in unison, and what angered him the most was that the Yaksha and the Mohuraja trampled on the corpses of the city guards and rushed towards them.

Someone yelled "Drop the gates, drop the gates!" Several of the guards were still spinning the winch, and a black shadow collapsed in the air, shattering two heads and also shattering the winch, and half of the city gate collapsed.

The demon turned his head, his white eyeballs flipped to see the Shura people on the city tower, opened his bloody mouth and hissed, his legs flicked, and he jumped to the five-meter-high wall, the whole person was attached to the city wall like a spider, he danced his limbs, and quickly crawled in their direction.

Where did the Shura people dare to clash with such a terrible monster, and they didn't want any Brahma warrior demeanor, and ran towards the city tower with a shout.

Mu Qingyang had arrived at the city gate at this time, the nightmare rushed by, crashed into the last black horse in the way, rushed out of the deep city gate like a whirlwind, and the cool air poured into his nose at once, even if he was as calm as him, he couldn't help but be happy at this moment, only if he really faced the deterrence of death, he would cherish the rarity of life even more. The nightmare accelerated, gradually leaving the city gates behind, and gradually throwing death away.

He didn't know that in the nearby corner, the flame demon Luo Luo, who was crawling at his feet, was blinking his eyes and whispering to several demons around him, they were the representatives of the abyss, and this siege was the time when they needed to show their worth to the emperor. But the instructions of the six realms were also executed at the same time - secretly protecting Mu Qingyang's safety.

Undoubtedly, as far as the executor is concerned, there is no better fit than Luo Luo, who is on the battlefield.

Compared to the chaos in Shura City, the official road seemed eerily quiet, and there was not even a person.

This is also normal, since the Emperor Shakti wants to eliminate all unstable factors, then the blockade of the official road is also inevitable.

However, now that he has come out of the big cage of the royal capital, Mu Qingyang is confident that if Emperor Shakti wants to take him, unless he has the ability to mobilize the entire continent, this is obviously impossible in terms of time.

After turning a corner, the smoke of Shura City had disappeared behind him, the sun was quietly sprinkled on the woods on both sides of the road, the chirping of birds flew across the sky, and the breeze slowly caressed the face, making people suddenly feel that the danger they had just experienced seemed to have just happened in a dream.

100 meters ahead.

A young man in heavy black armor, whose entire head was covered by a full-coverage helmet, was sitting under a tree, a silver spear more than three meters long resting on the tree, and a sturdy unimodary white camel was leisurely nibbling on the tender grass on the roadside, occasionally flicking its tail to drive away annoying insects.

The heavily armed Borneo warriors did not bring a killing atmosphere to this quiet afternoon, and their leisurely temperament blended into the mountain scenery without the slightest sense of disharmony.

Mu Qingyang slowly slowed down his horse and cast his calm gaze on the young man.

Although the man was wearing heavy armor and wrapped himself tightly, Mu Qingyang still noticed him at a glance, and this expected figure was waiting for him on the side of this tranquil official road in such an unexpected way.

He couldn't see through what the young man was thinking.

Sensing Mu Qingyang's gaze, the young man turned his head, the helmet covering that was smooth like a duck's egg had no pores for eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the left and right wings leaned back slightly, and they were inserted diagonally upward, simply covering the surface, but it gave people a ridiculous killing opportunity.

"Yaksha King, cut blood." Mo Lu's voice gently resounded in Mu Qingyang's ears. (To be continued.) )