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The guards were silent, but they used their magic skills with all their might, and at the same time they lifted the reins in one hand and removed the heavy crossbow arrows that had already been wound from the hook in the saddle with the other. This is a new type of crossbow that has never been seen before in a great war, not as bulky as the Divine Arm Bow, but also not as light and fragile as the Horse Crossbow, it is a new type of war weapon that combines mobility and power.

This kind of crossbow is said to be able to shoot through the body protection qi of the master of the Peiyuan Great Perfection Realm within a hundred steps!

"Charge!" Nalan Diluo took the lead, holding the reins in one hand and raising a powerful crossbow in the other, casually trapping the black figure not far away in the crosshairs. The cavalry behind him remained silent, and with his movements, they rode their horses in unison.

It was as if several high-speed trains were coming side by side, and the wind pressure that swirled and rubbed against each other merged into a whole murderous storm, screaming towards the silver dust.

And before that, dozens of black afterimages, like locusts, rushed towards him, they were arrows shot by a strong crossbow, although they were all ordinary arrows, they could only deal with the good hands of the Peiyuan realm, but the arrows were coated with severe poison, but if they were touched a little, they would be killed on the spot.

Fifty paces away, in an instant, the locust-like arrows were one step ahead of the silver dust.

The black mist condensed into black flames, and Silver Dust used Heavenly Tribulation.

"Arrow Defense Field!" Silver Dust unleashed a dark magic, which is a fairly low-level magic in dark magic, with very little consumption, but it can cancel out a lot of elemental compensation, and of course, the most important thing is that this magic can defend against arrows, and it can be mixed to defend against arrows.

The rain of locust-like arrows fell ten paces in front of Silver Dust, and began to fly around uncontrollably, as if the space in front of him was filled with an invisible magnetic field, attracting the iron arrows to unknown places. After Silver Dust released the force field, he took a deep breath, and then used his ankle force, and actually charged straight towards the ironclad cavalry without fear of death.

This was by no means an act that the warriors of the Wind Source Continent could imagine, it was a suicide act that was so brave that it could be called stupid. In the thousand-year history of the Wind Source Continent, there had never been a single person, not even the Grand Master of the Yuanying Great Perfection, who would not charge the army alone, and collide with the army head-on. A person, no matter how high the cultivation is, no matter how strong the strength is, is by no means the opponent of the army, those brave generals who boldly say that they have entered the enemy group seven in and seven out, are all with a small team of high-level realm, with extreme tacit understanding of the subordinates, using small military momentum from the side or even the back to impact the large army of fierce people, are all masters of using cavalry to deal with infantry, but no one has ever dared to imagine that one person can defeat the entire military formation.

It is impossible for any single-handedly divine cultivator to penetrate the defense of the military's powerful qi, this is the rule, and it has nothing to do with the realm and strength.

However, Silver Dust's practice is the most standard mage's behavior, because a mage, who comes from a spellcaster, will never be the same as a spellcaster. Magicians are not only wise and strategic, but also courageous and bloody. The courage of the magician is all the confidence of Silver Dust to dare to rush to the cavalry army empty-handed, and it is also the full power that Silver Dust uses to stimulate "Heavenly Tribulation".

The silver-colored hand, clenched, the illusion of the undead skeleton, conjured out on the fist, floating in the air, the purple light of the heavenly demon danced, transforming the pitch-black figure into a blurry and ruthless shadow, drifting, like a ghost, directly interspersed from the middle of the cavalry force, directly from the side of Nalan Dieluo.

Gangfeng, exploded, the fist shadow composed of white bones was more powerful than the dark fist shadow, rumbling into the body of ten iron-footed cavalrymen, what chain mail, what gangqi, what divine skill, what the glorious future of the great slave of Jianzhou, all turned into a joke in front of the demon crying and slashing fist.

Ten corpses exploded the moment the silver dust flew by, and even exploded together with the iron-armored war horse under the crotch, turning into a blood mist in the sky like a turbulent wind, turning into a dusty and delicate flesh, and there was not even bone residue.

The pitch-black figure stopped, the black mist slowly faded, and the silver dust that had used the Heavenly Tribulation and the Demon Crying Slash Fist had released a large part of the elemental compensation, and the compensation level had dropped to a fairly normal level, but Silver Dust knew that this was not enough, it was far from enough, what he needed was the generation difference of the light element, and it was the light compensation that could increase the power of the forbidden spell again.

"All of them!Full speed ahead!Don't look back!Leave the devil alone!Full speed ahead!Blocker, kill!" Nalan Diero screamed and kicked the stirrups frantically, and the poor horse was bloodied by the spurs, and ran like madness, and the only 35 cavalrymen left behind him hurried to follow without saying a word.

He didn't dare to stop.

He was really a little scared, because he really understood that the person who didn't know the magic skills could really break through the Gangfeng and really kill the powerful warriors with the divine power to protect the body!

This is a crazy thing that Nalan Diluo didn't dare to imagine before, this is Nalan Diluo, no, it should be said that it is almost a ridiculous thing that no one in this world will believe, but this is the fact that the samurai is invincible!

Nalan Diluo didn't think about anything at this time, and rushing out of the city became his only thought, because this thought was related to his life.

Silver Dust stopped, Shi Shiran turned around, the black mist dissipated, and the silver-colored magic robe reflected endless brilliance under the scorching sun. "Immortals!" With a bang, the young adults of Blood Yang City who had sneaked up and were ready to give Nalan Diluo a little color to see, couldn't help but see the supreme heroic posture of the silver dust against the army, and then thought of the scene when the sword of light fell from the sky, and finally thought that he himself was also slowly falling from the sky, and when he arrived, he regarded him as an immortal in ancient legends, and quickly knelt down one by one reverently and respectfully.

"It's not a god, it's a sage, and of course it's just a descendant. Yinchen said indifferently: "Today is just to protect the last bit of justice under Lang Lang Qiankun, so I acted angrily, and finally did not disappoint the mentor." After today, we will become mortals again, after all, this kind of magic is not a cost. He casually made up a set of rhetoric, he knew that in these days, calling himself a divine servant is always much easier to use than claiming to be a god, and when he casts magic that ordinary people cannot understand, it can be said that he has given the power of the gods to the divine servant, and if he really encounters something that cannot be done such as resurrection, it can also be said that the gods are unwilling to bring down blessings!

"Then Lord Sage...... "These young people from Blood Yang City directly believed Yinchen's words, what if they didn't believe it?

Of course, after believing the words of the sage, they naturally asked the sage to do something, these young talents are also ghosts and elves, they know that the sage will ask for some price when using divine magic, but as long as these costs are not too big, it will be at the cost of the destruction of Blood Yang City, then they can still consider it, even if the sage wants to recruit three hundred girls!

"Don't say it, I'm in charge of this matter, you, it's best to maintain order in the city, don't suddenly have no one in the Duhu Mansion, let the city make some trouble, and also, the Jianzhou slaves who can be cleaned up, try not to keep them!" After Yinchen finished speaking, he walked forward without looking back, and at this moment, Nalan Diluo had already run away without a trace.

He stepped out in one step, and in an instant, he was a hundred feet away, and he could see that the eyes of those young heroes were straight. "What a god!" someone sighed, and everyone else nodded, thinking to themselves that such a powerful person, if he could make friends with Blood Yang City, it would be a blessing for the people of the whole city.

At this time, after experiencing the ravages of Nalan Diluo and facing the crisis of the imminent destruction of the city, these clan elites who were originally good at intrigue, had long since lost the idea of calculating and fighting for the interests of their families, but regarded the entire Blood Yang City as their highest interests.

Silver Dust didn't pay attention to these people's thoughts, and just chased Nalan Diluo and them with the Heavenly Demon Flying Dance, remembering the mentor's words as he ran: "If a warrior wants to escape from the mage, he needs not a horse or a motorcycle, but a portal. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a sweet, mischievous smile, he knew that Nalan Diro didn't have a portal in his hands.

As he ran, he raised the Black Sky Gang Divine Cannon on his shoulder, and casually aimed at the back of the head of a person with a money rattail braid, and as soon as his spiritual power condensed, he saw a purple-black pillar of light shoot out.

Blood splattered, broken bones flew. Silverdust controlled the power of the chariot cannon so well that it only shattered the head of an unlucky ghost, but did not hurt the people in front of him. However, the back of the knight in front of him was already covered with a layer of colleagues' brains.

"He's behind!" There was a frightened roar from the cavalry ranks, Nalan Dieluo's body shook slightly, but he didn't look back, he knew that there was no way back at this moment, there was no other way, he could only move forward, there was no room to move forward, only forward and forward, in order to have a way to live, there was hope of turning the tables.

"Damn the Southern Barbarians! This hatred, Nalan Dieluo will remember it for life! Wait! Wait for this official to mobilize an army of 80,000 people, and kill all the Southern Barbarians in this Blood Yang City!" Nalan Dieluo gritted his teeth and whispered an oath, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, because he didn't have the time, let alone the energy to vent the grievances and anger in his heart by roaring, because he had already seen that on both sides of the avenue in front of him, there were sneaky figures of the Southern Barbarians.

"Rush forward! Sabre ready!" he roared, drawing his saber first.

In the blink of an eye, they rushed to the front of the southern barbarians, and on the wide avenue, the cavalry force changed from a standard triangular array to an array similar to a wild goose formation, which was to increase the width of the front of the cavalry army and prevent it from being attacked by ambushes on both sides. As they rushed past the Nanban who were lying in ambush on both sides, their broad, sharp saber slashed through the Nanban's neck with precision and swiftness.

Blood splattered, and endless darts, crossbow arrows, wire knives and even weapons such as bone piercing awls hit like locusts, Nalan Diluo sneered, thinking that such a scattered attack could not help the world's number one Jianzhou cavalry, but his smile stiffened as soon as it appeared, because on both sides of the team, there were really screams.

It's not a single person's scream.

Nalan Diluo was shocked, a mouthful of steel teeth creaked, he only remembered at this time that in the Southern Empire, among those so-called sects, there is a special military situation, which is actually to form a formation to play many hidden weapons, and use these hidden weapons with military strength to break the opponent's military momentum!

"What the hell is this! Do these southern barbarians really not have the courage to attack head-on! These eggless men are born to be the life of the most inferior mining slaves!" Nalan Diluo was so angry that blood spurted from the corners of his eyes, in his life, he followed the regular army of the northern country from Tianjian Pass all the way over, and he did not know how much he had done to slaughter the city and destroy the village, but he had never been so aggrieved as he was today.

Even if he calmed down, he couldn't figure out what kind of this was!" "Southern barbarians, isn't it like a porcupine in a trap once the city is destroyed, can it be slaughtered casually?" Nalan Diluo remembered the situation of slaughtering the southern city in the past, and compared it with today's situation, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He galloped, the cavalry behind him following him loyally, like the knights of the Round Table following King Arthur, but these loyal minions were dwindling.

There were fewer and fewer people who were slashed by the saber, because the speed of Nalan Dialuo was too fast, so fast that the clan forces in Blood Yang City didn't have time to make more detailed preparations, so fast that those young men who were not afraid of death had time to rush out of the shops on both sides of the official road to kill the enemy. More and more people fell from their horses, because the mysterious pursuer behind him was heading the Jianzhou slave soldiers one by one with a thick barrel at a fixed frequency.

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When the city gate was in sight, the cavalry was getting smaller and smaller, the wind of the body was getting weaker and weaker, and of course the speed of galloping was getting faster and faster, and the attacks and obstructions on both sides were getting weaker and weaker, so that there was none.

There are still a hundred or so steps left, and it is the city gate, as long as you rush out of the city gate, Nalan Diluo will win, and the Blood Yang City will be finished.

"Wolf smoke! Hurry up wolf smoke!" Nalan Dieluo didn't even care about the saber, he directly threw the big knife and pulled out the horsewhip to smack the hips of the war horse, and at the same time gathered the purest vitality and yelled fiercely at the soldiers on the city tower.

He knew that as long as he lit the wolf smoke, then before he could leave the city, Blood Yang City would be slaughtered.

At this moment, the knights behind him did not decrease any longer, and it seemed that the mysterious and terrible man was no longer pursuing. He and his bodyguards together were only thirteen men, which was exactly the number of King Arthur and the knights of the Round Table.

"Broken Moon, Black Coffin. Behind him, there seemed to be a shout.

In Nalan Dieluo's eyes, victory sank at this moment, and the hundred great slave soldiers stationed at the city gate, together with the city gate that had stood proudly for many years, were suddenly wrapped in a huge black cube, the sound of the mechanism was like thunder, there was no scream, no wailing, no struggle and resistance, everything turned into dust in the calmest and low sound of the turning of the mechanism.

The black coffin shattered, turning into a black mist floating everywhere and disappearing, but everything in the black coffin also turned into smoke and dust along with the black cube.