Only the clouds of blood mist wafting in the faint mountain wind silently told how many sharp blades there were in the black coffin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nalan Diluo even almost grabbed the reins, and he was sitting on the back of the horse, and he had no way to make any movement except to clamp the horse's belly. Before his eyes, a majestic city gate disappeared, completely disappeared, those huge stones, that heavy door panels, those soldiers who were so poor that only loyal soldiers were left, all disappeared, they all seemed to have been cut by a thousand knives, turned into blood-colored dust mist.

There was no longer any obstacle ahead, and it seemed that he could escape from the city smoothly, but for some reason, he suddenly recalled what the young man in black had said:

"You can go out of town, but your men can't. ”

The moment he recalled these words, he suddenly felt a heart-piercing thrill, and he whipped his horsewhip violently, and kept shouting: "Drive, drive, drive!" The war horse under the crotch of the urging spread its hooves and rushed forward at a speed beyond its own load, he did not issue any orders at this time, because he couldn't care about his subordinates at all, those loyal subordinates, those slaves, those silent and extremely powerful subordinates, just in an instant, all of them were discarded by him as cannon fodder, or rather, the development of slave civilization in Jianzhou and the establishment of the world's most advanced and complete slave system are actually cultivating cannon fodder and making cannon fodder, and the slaves who were domesticated by them, no matter how many years or decades they followed their masters, always lived for this moment, in order to be abandoned by their masters, in order to become cannon fodder, to live in order to die like cannon fodder.

The sound of horses' hooves faded away in an instant, and Nalan Diero managed to break through the city gate, or rather, through the gap in the wall.

At this moment, a low, magnetic roar fell vertically from the sky above his head.

"The catastrophe is over!"

The black ball, like a meteor, fell from the sky, roaring, and fell headlong, the terrifying diameter could actually make the shadow cast by the ball completely envelop the 12 Jianzhou Nuer cavalry.

The heavy ball landed, and the whole city trembled, and a white and bright shock wave bounced high from the landing point, like a white pillar of light. In the thunderous thump, the sound of flesh and blood turning into mud and bones shattering could not be heard at all, only a heavy and irresistible coercion permeated the vicinity of the city wall, it was pure power crushing, no rage, no chaos, no decay, no toxin, not even any other kind of elemental power such as wind, snow, thunder and lightning, earth fire and ice, only simple crushing, the crushing of unreasonable gravity, that huge pitch-black ball did not fall deeply, only fell into the ground three feet deep, only allowed the shallow underground water to emerge a little bit, and disappeared under the mental power of silver dust。 However, on the wide avenue, a pool of blood appeared.

The pool of blood was almost as wide as the avenue, three feet deep, and it was full of dark red plasma, yes plasma, not the bright red blood that blood summoned to make of it, which was more viscous than blood, and looked like a half-muddy and half-water substance made by blood and minced meat and bone residue mixed together.

A stream of blood, the terrible smell of viscera and feces and urine mixed spread out, blocking the young heroes from all walks of life who came on two legs, looking at a pool of blood-colored mud, these guys who are tall and high on weekdays all frowned, no one is willing to take the first step, usually, the work of cleaning up these filth is done by the poorest people in the city, people like them, either sons or chivalrous, when are they willing to approach this kind of dirty thing?

Their hesitation caused the silver dust to fly silently overhead.

......

The moment Nalan Diro could dimly see the sharp wooden watchtower of the camp, he felt a sudden tremor from his crotch. He immediately urged the divine skill, turned over and jumped off the horse, and hurriedly ran to the side, and at this moment, the white war horse fell down with a bang.

Large strands of white foam spat out of the horse's mouth, and a colorful trail appeared. The four slender legs twitched unconsciously, and after a while, they calmed down. A horse's eyes were wide open, reflecting the sun's rays, but only scattering a chaotic white light. Empty and dazed. Seeing this, Nalan Diero couldn't help but look at the horse a few more times, and then sighed silently.

The watchtower, a symbol of victory, is a thousand paces away. The wooden watchtower glows in the sunlight with an orange-red halo of hope. As soon as Nalan Diero saw the watchtower, he couldn't see anything else, and he rushed all the way down the not-so-steep winding official road, almost making the gesture of sacrificing himself to rush into the watchtower.

But he didn't, he only ran ten steps forward before he stopped, and came to a standstill.

In front of him, there stood a silver-white young man, and Nalan Diero asked himself if he had never seen such a young man.

The silver-white robe, the long silver-white hair, the silver-white pupils, and even the hands are silver-white. Such a person does look very good, if he doesn't have the slightest aura of magic on his body, he must be regarded as a monster by Nalan Dieluo.

"You...... What are you doing to stop this official?!Don't you know that this official has military affairs?" There was not much panic in Nalan Dieluo's tone, only a little cautious, in the face of a person who has no divine skills, even if the other party knows a few magic tricks and evil spells, it can't make Nalan Dieluo vigilant enough, because a person without divine skills, it is impossible to defeat a master above the transformation of qi with any demon magic and evil methods, let alone his distraction realm?

He just pulled out the weapon from his waist, it was a fan, a fan with a hidden mechanism.

"Invite you to watch a fireworks of despair. Silver Dust said coldly, gently raising his hand, and his fingertips burst into black flames.

That's the proof of black magic, when the dark magic burns, the flame is black, when the water magic burns, the flame is blue, and the light can't compete with the fire magic to the extent that the flame burns is a brilliant hue of gold.

"Hah, don't pretend to be a ghost in front of the official!" Nalan Dieluo's eyes were condensed, the magic was secretly lucky, the fan in his hand silently slashed towards Yinchen's neck, in that fan, the tip of each fan bone hides a poisonous needle, not scattered poison, but a raw poison, the middle one is killed immediately, the antidote or something is nonsense, behind each poisonous needle, there is a thin wire tied to it, just one zhang long, like a steel wire flying needle, it can be sent and received freely, and it can be turned into a knife to cut and kill the enemy, of course, the mechanism in this fan is far more than that.

At this time, the distance between him and Silver Dust was less than three feet, such a close distance was not originally an ideal combat distance for a mage, and in the face of Nalan Dieluo's sudden move, Silver Dust should teleport back, temporarily avoid the edge, and open the distance for a standard mage battle.

It's a pity that today's Yinchen is no longer the little mage he used to be, or that he has become another person since Zhang Mengmeng's death.

He clenched his fists with both hands, slammed into Nalan Dieluo's fan with one punch, closed his fist, and then blasted another punch with his other hand, directly hitting Nalan Dieluo's stomach.

Demon Crying Slash Fist, under the control of the Blood Splitting Demon Emperor, the strength is no more and no less, just enough to knock Nalan Diluo out, but it doesn't blow off the Gang Feng on his body with one punch. Silver Dust quickly threw two punches, followed by a release of his fingers, a rotation of his wrist, and a spell casting gesture instantly formed.

"Thousand Islands Absolute Heartbreaker Demon Blade!"

The black shadow instantly condensed into a huge blade, there was no wind, no thunder and lightning, no brilliance worthy of brilliance, only a touch of black heaviness, black sharpness, and slashed down.

It was the blade of the [Shadow], not the blade of matter, the kind of blade that could completely ignore any obstacles, knowing that the sharpness of the shadow touched the target, it would show the power of the blade, that blade was not only extremely sharp, but even more terrifying, its weight was also extremely amazing.

Although it seemed to be just a shadow of nothingness, when the shadow blade fell on Nalan Dieluo's body, a huge weight erupted from the edge of the blade, and it was instantly transformed into a cutting force.

Nalan Dieluo, who was knocked away by a punch, roared, and more and denser Gangfeng erupted from his body, and those Gangfeng formed a thick invisible shield, tearing under the blade layer by layer, but it also abrasively eroded the black shadow to the ground, at this time, he suddenly waved his hand and was almost scattered by a punch, fan, hula A red bright light flashed, and the black blade shadow was offset by the Gangfeng he emitted.

He fell, and his feet stomped back and forth on the ground for several steps, before he finally stabilized his body and stopped retreating. However, just as he was turning the wind into action, a black cannon barrel was aimed directly at his head.

"Black Sky Gang God Cannon!" Three black beam armor-piercing bullets burst out in a row. The talisman that Nalan Diluo had supported again completely exploded. Nalan Diluo has entered a state of losing his body protection Gangfeng at this moment, and he needs to run the divine power, and he needs three breaths to run for a week before he can send out the Gangfeng shield again.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't make a second attack, because the distance between him and Silver Dust was already more than a kilometer, and he couldn't reach it at all.

No, you can.

A bright dead light flashed in Nalan Diero's eyes. Suddenly, he dodged the fourth armor-piercing bullet that followed, and then, as if nimble as a tanuki, he suddenly rushed towards Silver Dust.

It seemed that he wanted to get close to Silver Dust, but at the same time as he rushed towards Silver Dust, he suddenly returned to his sleeve, and there was a very slight abnormal sound in the sleeve.

Collapse!

Brush Brush Brush!

In his cuffs, a crossbow arrow was actually shot, not a flying knife hidden weapon as a matter of course. The power of those crossbow arrows is definitely not something that can be compared with what any hidden weapon master throws.

At the same time as Nalan Diluo rushed forward, Silver Dust also suddenly turned his fist into a palm, arcane purple light bounced on his body, and his body rushed over like a wind, he and Nalan Diluo maintained an angle that seemed a little too big, instead of rushing head-on, because he was going to complete a very beautiful mage-level staggered defense.

"Demon Blade Soul Scattering Palm!" Black flames ignited above the silver hands, this was an advanced move like the Holy Light Hundred Cracked Claw, and it was a stunt that Silver Dust had comprehended from the Demon Crying Slash Fist alone, and even the ghosts and gods themselves were full of praise. Silver Dust's hand-to-hand combat skills are to fuse all kinds of magic in the palms, fingertips and other positions, use martial arts moves instead of spell-casting battles, and use solidified magic shields to resist opponents' attacks.

In the palm of the Demon Blade Scattered Soul, there are two powerful Thousand Island Fu Broken Heart Demon Blades, if this palm is solid, Nalan Diluo will not say that Gangfeng will be broken, I am afraid that the body will be cut in half. Silver Dust's silver palms contained the cutting power of the Demon Blade.

However, just as he was halfway through, three black crossbow arrows were instantly in front of him.

Silver Dust couldn't dodge, because there was no time, and when the three arrow shadows flew in front of Silver Dust, Silver Dust only had less than one-sixth of the reaction time left, and at this time, the three crossbow arrows had already shattered his Undercurrent Demon Shield at the same time, and came straight towards his vital point.

Broken Yuan Arrow!

Silver Dust was shocked, he didn't expect that Nalan Diluo actually had the Broken Yuan Arrow, a military equipment that was strictly forbidden to flow out in the southern country. At this moment, he had no way to adjust his body to dodge the three arrows, because there was no time, because the route of the three arrows just blocked all his side dodge routes, and he didn't have time to crown himself with the blessed gods to defend, and those three arrows were almost in his chest.

He could feel that the arrow was smeared with the poison of death that had no possibility of forgiveness.

Teleportation? Teleportation can solve everything. It was the magic that was solidified in his body, and it could almost make him invincible from thought to spell. Silver Dust did not teleport because he did not want to give up such an ideal fighter. He and Nalan Dialuo both had the idea of staggering and breaking the defense, at this time, Nalan Diluo had already misjudged the attack distance of Silver Dust, or subconsciously, Nalan Diluo had not yet realized the horror of Silver Dust's long attack distance.

At the moment when the arrow was about to pierce Silver Dust's robe, a purple light flashed on Silver Dust's right wrist, and then, when all the elements between heaven and earth almost did not fluctuate abnormally, a dazzling blue light suddenly appeared, only to hear a crackling sound, three rare, highly poisonous Yuan-breaking arrows were directly burned by the high-voltage current, and under the repulsive force of the huge electromagnetic field of the arrows, they suddenly turned and flew to both sides, and those arrow shafts and arrow feathers that maintained the balance of the arrows were all turned into ashes in a flash of electric light.

Thunder magic, lightning magic.