Fifty miles of mountain roads are crooked, and they have to cross seven or eight mountain peaks, Zimo rode a horse to the point where it was okay to say, Ma Cheng and Leng Xiyan's pair of meat legs of course couldn't outrun the fighting dark horse.

When Zimo saw Uncle Feng Yin signaling behind a big tree on the top of a mountain peak in the distance, he saw that below the peak, on the sunny slope, in a dense forest, the black pressure was scattered and there was a black wizard in ambush with black clothes.

And Ma Cheng and Leng Xiyan were still running wildly on the mountain road behind the five peaks.

It's just that Ma Cheng is running on the mountain road, while Leng Xiyan is sneaking rapidly in the dense forest.

Zimo was caught off guard by the intention of killing an enemy, so he stroked the fighting dark horse with his hand, let the war horse rest and rest, and prepare for a quick charge.

As if he had known it for a long time, the fighting dark horse inhaled quietly, slowly breathing the blood in his heart, ready to boil at any time.

Zimo was not in a hurry, and through the dense jungles on both sides of the mountain road, he carefully surveyed the positions and formations of these black wizards.

After about ten minutes, the fierce beating heart of the fighting dark horse also subsided, and depending on why he didn't charge with some anxiety, he would have been galloping wildly according to the usual time.

Zimo felt the impatience of the war horse, so he grabbed the horse's mane with both hands, slightly pushed the horse's belly with his knees, and the fighting black horse almost rose into the air, and it was more than ten meters away, and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.

In the dense forest, a black wizard had already noticed a black horse galloping towards him, and four or five black wizards wrapped in black cloaks looked at each other and whispered: "Like a fighting black horse with fangs."

"Alone?"

"What's going on?"

"I don't know!"

"Hurry up and report to Kuroi-sama!"

A black suit left quickly, and more than a dozen black witches stepped forward to prepare.

"What? A black horse, show me" A black jacket carrying a large black gourd on his back was looking at the battle map under a big tree, and after hearing the report, he hurried to an area with an open line of sight, while he was still hiding behind the tree and looking towards the mountain road.

I saw a man riding a black horse, swaying left and right, as if he was about to fall off the horse at any moment.

"Help, help, the horse is scared!"

"Help!!!"

"What the hell?" asked Kuroi.

Next to him was also a person who was wrapped in black clothes

said: "It seems that the horse is startled, this person is shouting for help"

Several high-ranking figures of the Dark Wizards showed a hint of murderous intent in their only eyes, and one of them made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The dozen or so Dark Wizards near the woods pulled out a few black-thorned, black-twitched black rope-like things from their pockets and prepared to assassinate the Crazy Horse's hapless egg.

The young man who wavered on the big black horse kept shouting for help, constantly pulling the war horse indiscriminately, trying to change the direction of the horse's head.

As he approached the forest where the Dark Wizard was hiding, the huge black horse galloped almost sideways.

More than a dozen dark wizards who were preparing to assassinate couldn't help but be surprised to see such a strange sight.

This rider is either the number one rider in the world, or he is crazy and knows how to ride a horse and is in extreme panic.

The horse's head is almost at right angles to the horse's body, and the war horse is horizontal, galloping wildly on the way down the mountain.

Regardless, the dozen or so Dark Wizards approaching the edge of the woods were ready to kill anyone who came to them.

The long black thorn black rope curls one by one, ready to come out of the gloves to kill people.

However, when this crazy horse was about to arrive, the fighting dark horse finally couldn't stand the huge impact, and with the kinetic energy of galloping, he jumped directly from a hillside more than ten meters high on the mountain road into the dense forest where hundreds of black wizards were hiding.

This strange action was greatly unexpected by the dozen or so ambushers.

And the more than a hundred hidden dark wizards in the dense forest watched in amazement as such a strange horse jumped into the dense forest like this, and saw a young man who seemed to be frightened staggered off his horse, staggered back and forth into the depths of the dense forest, and walked a dozen steps deeper into the dense forest.

Is there such a weird person to die?

If it weren't for the strict discipline, these black wizards would have died of laughter, and they actually jumped from the slopes of more than ten meters to the woods to find death.

Many dark wizards had a sinister smile in their eyes, and slowly drew out strange weapons, like snakes, like swords, and like black vines, which were very strange and terrifying.

Zimo swayed and swayed, calculating the biggest kill.

Shaking his head and turning to Zimo, who was wandering, he suddenly saw a terrible weapon pointed at him one meter in front of him, less than a few dozen centimeters away from his chest, showing a very surprised confusion.

A few dark wizards could no longer endure such a strange death

laughed twice.

"Dark Slash!"

When the boy seemed to fall to the ground in surprise, he suddenly conjured up nine phantoms, shooting out in all directions like lightning martens, followed by a sudden darkness in the woods, and many very experienced black wizards felt bad, before the protection could be opened, and the weapon had not yet been revealed, he felt that his body was cool and fast, and then the huge pain was transmitted to his whole body, and when he was about to twist his body, he found that he had been torn apart and began to collapse to the ground.

"Dark Slash!"

"Breaking Sword Qi!"

"Phantom Piercing: A Hundred Swords in One"

Zimo's great skill exploded, and after killing a large number of unsuspecting black wizards in seconds, he shot towards more flying crowds at the fastest speed.

The Zimo Sword Unity followed a sword qi path split by the huge sword breaking qi, and flew towards the denser terrain of the dark wizards.

Among the three masters of the black wizards, everyone is at the peak of 9A, and their skills are superb, and they suddenly see the darkness and murderous aura on the edge of the formation, and faintly see ten thousand cold lights flashing, and a large number of black wizards are drowning in it.

Immediately after that, a three-meter-high and half-meter-wide windy sword qi roared out and slashed towards the gathering place of the crowd.

The combat power of these black wizards is not 7A or 8B, at least they are above the advanced tactics, and they have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they are very sensitive to killing, and suddenly saw a large number of sword light refractions on the edge of the woods, and knew that the big thing was not good, so everyone made a vigilance, the sword was out of the body, and many people felt the extreme coercion, pulled out the gourd cork, and released bursts of black mist to wrap themselves.

Hearing a loud bang, a dozen huge mountain trees were slashed by the powerful sword qi, and many black wizards who were already ready were also split in two by the sword qi.

Immediately followed by a black wizard who was crushed into pulp by a piece of sword qi, the young man who pretended to be stupid stood in the middle of the group of frightened black wizards, with an incomparably threatening murderous aura in his eyes.

Hei Jing suddenly felt a familiar face, and when he thought about it carefully, he was suddenly taken aback, this was Zimo, the small leader of the Moniu War Camp that the dark department had notified him to lead the team to intercept and kill.

"Wow, wow, wow, the scout and shadow of the grass mud horse, this is not a fucking attack boy who only has 5A combat skills, this is a living wizard boy who has entered the secret realm. ”

The three major black wizard masters were also surprised, and a chill rose in their hearts, they must be fundamentally different from the 9A peak, and it is often no problem to fight eight at a time.

But no matter what, having met and started a war, Kuroi and the three 9A peak masters hated each other, pulled out the gourd cork, and hid their whole bodies in the black mist, blending into many black wizards who were exactly the same black suits.

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