"I can't bear it. Zhan Qingyu clenched his fists: "I'm going to help the second prince, there are too many dead people." ”

"Just going?" Ao Yuan glanced back at Zhan Qingyu: "Not ready to prepare?"

"No need to prepare!" Zhan Qingyu smiled slightly: "I can fight at any time." ”

"Good luck brother!" Ao Yuanlong's eyes flashed with a blue color, and Zhan Qingyu suddenly felt that his skills had improved a little.

jumped off the cloud head and went straight to the eighth-order square team leader.

Under the leadership of the second prince, the soldiers of the ancient kingdom met the test of the enemy with great courage, but they still seemed to be powerless.

Although this wave of demon wolf war horses is not many in number, it has killed dozens of times the soldiers of the ancient country, and they are still fighting, and the more they fight, the more courageous they are.

Soon there were no soldiers around each demon wolf warrior, and they stood majestically on the battlefield.

Looking at the Xuanguo soldiers who were either wailing or dying one by one, they showed a victorious smile, and the heavy weapons lived up to their name.

The second prince was encircling and suppressing the demon wolf war horse in the inner circle, and when he turned around, a large number of dead soldiers made him fall off the war horse in the dark.

A group of guards quickly surrounded him in the middle and helped him up, but the second prince had lost the strength to fight in an instant.

"Jiuxiao" The second prince sat on the horse again: "Have you abandoned me?"

A red cloud above the void stood still, and the three heavens above Jinhua City were on par with Emperor Xuan.

Victory is always so difficult, the second prince persevered in the midst of difficulties, and the young military god also lost confidence under the threat of high-level demon wolf war horses.

"Poof!" an arrow suddenly appeared on the forehead of a high-ranking warhorse.

"Poof!" another one thrust into the neck of the sitting wolf.

"Roar, roar, roar!" The demon wolf jumped up in pain, and suddenly knocked the Xuanguo soldiers on his body to the ground.

"Poof!" After three consecutive sounds, the fierce demon wolf convulsed in pain and fell.

It happened too suddenly.

No one saw where the arrows were coming from, and they didn't know who was attacking.

But fear instantly formed a large cloud in the heart of the eighth-order strength Xuan Kingdom Lord: "Who?"

"Poof!" an arrow appeared on his shoulder without a visible shadow, piercing through it.

The arrow disappeared, and the next moment another one came and pierced the shoulder on the other side.

"Run!"

The general immediately ordered the mount to retreat quickly, and the others followed him as soon as they saw the general fleeing.

"Locked me?" "The Lord of the Xuan Kingdom found a problem that frightened him even more.

A spiritual consciousness locked on him, and no matter how much he tried to interfere and escape, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Vicious as a wolf, fanatical as fire" the Lord was blinded: "Who are you?"

"Whoosh!" an arrow appeared three feet in front of him.

This distance is too easy to dodge with the strength of the eighth order, so this master general can easily dodge, although this arrow is very fast and powerful.

The next moment, however, was even more creepy, for the arrow turned and chased after him.

"Pursuit?" the main general felt bitter in his heart: "The power of the wind god is nine heavens"

The news that Emperor Xuanhuang's top-grade spiritual weapon, the power of the Wind God, was taken away by Zhan Qingyu has long been known to everyone in the Xuanguo army, and at this time, the main general saw this turning arrow and immediately thought of Zhan Qingyu.

However, he couldn't dodge, so he used his spell to condense a shield to block his chest, and held the spear in one hand and slashed it fiercely.

"Poof!" spitted out a mouthful of blood from his chest.

"It's really strange" The lord gave up the spell in his hand and let the energy of the wind god's power fall on him.

The power of the wind god was too fast, and the blessed eighth-order master with the power of extreme wind did not dodge, and the pursuit did not allow him to dodge.

At this time, he saw that familiar figure appeared in front of him, this person had broken the Nine Sons Great Array and killed the ten generals of the Xuan Emperor.

At that time, he was only a fifth-order strength, and now he is already a sixth-order, or a seventh-order?

Even if this person has a sixth-order or seventh-order strength, why do I have so much fear of my eighth-order strength in front of him?

Who is he?

Although Zhan Qingyu's attack frightened the general's heart, he didn't back down, because he knew the gap in strength.

Therefore, he is ready to confront Zhan Qingyu head-on, and he will meet this legendary person who rebels against the sky for a while.

"Are you so legendary?" the Lord will not believe.

Although the pain in his chest made him seriously injured, he still decided to kill Zhan Qingyu.

"Actually, I only shot two arrows, and the other arrows were shot by someone else. Zhan Qingyu looked at the main general.

"Who?" said the Lord, fearing even more, "Who can shoot through my shoulder blades without a sound?"

"Soul Chaser. Zhan Qingyu smiled lightly.

The "Farewell Sect Artifact", the master of the eighth-order strength, suddenly softened.

He can't dodge the Soul Chasing Divine Arrow, and even if he dodges, it's almost the same as the power of the Wind God, and he can't dodge it.

Even more powerful than the power of the wind god, the daimyo cultivators of the soul chasing divine arrow have heard of it.

If you miss the target, you will never look back, this is the origin of the name of the soul chasing arrow.

"The spell that my eldest brother blessed me can't work for too long, I want to fight quickly. Zhan Qingyu's heart moved, and the wolf knife was in his hand.

The spatial seal inside the wolf knife has been opened, and this time it is no longer the knife in the past.

If it used to be a fruit knife, now it is a murder weapon, a real killing artifact.

"Poof!" With the blazing fire of the sun, Zhan Qingyu's blade slashed through the main general's neck.

"Boom!" the skull fell to the ground, splattering with a mist of blood.

The eighth-order strength passed by with a single sword, and Zhan Qingyu lightly slashed the master under the demon wolf.

There is great courage and coincidence in the sword owl in the army of ten thousand horses, and there is great courage and coincidence in the ease of exploring the bag and taking things.

"Roar!" sat down the demon wolf glared angrily, his eyes flashing, and his fangs were baring from his fierce mouth.

"Stay still. Zhan Qingyu released the scorching sun lone wolf qi in the wolf knife.

"Woo!!" the demon wolf made a voice of submission when the lord sat down, and immediately fell down obediently.

"Stand together for me!" Zhan Qingyu yelled.

The fifth-order, sixth-order, and seventh-order demon wolves all bowed their heads respectfully, hesitated for a moment, and walked silently and obediently towards Zhan Qingyu.

On the way to Zhan Qingyu, the soldiers on their backs had already been shaken off, and the soldiers who landed on the ground were unable to move.

Being able to kill the main general on the battlefield with an absolute advantage, and being able to command the demon wolf on the battlefield is a god-like existence.

In terms of majesty, this person can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Xuan Emperor, surpassing any cultivator under the Xuan Emperor.

So they chose to tremble, they chose to wait, they chose silence.

War is like their life, they learn to endure when they can't resist, and they have to lurk when they can't survive.

So you can live?

No, Zhan Qingyu is creating another chance for a person, and this person is Wanyan Miaoxue who has been waiting for a long time.

These high-ranking knights had just landed and were still hoping that Zhan Qingyu would let them go, but the soul-chasing arrow from hell shot through their heads.