What is the direction of Huang Hanji's department, only Lin Yinping and Mu Bai are familiar with him. Mu Bai's injuries recovered, and there was no doubt about his strength. Then there was only one Lin Yinping left who had not recovered from his serious injuries.

When he went out not long ago, Lin Yinping's appearance appeared in Xiao Yu's mind, and a huge panic rose in his heart, as if he was about to lose something precious. So he guessed what might have happened, but he didn't want to believe it.

Xiao Yu is a very lonely person, with few relatives and even fewer friends, so he cherishes everyone who treats him sincerely, his face is becoming more and more gloomy, and he seems to be on the verge of anger.

Because of multiple complex emotions, his face was slightly distorted, a violent look flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "I hope you haven't forgotten her identity and won't do anything too out of the ordinary." ”

His expression returned to indifference, and he began to run towards Huang Hanjibu with all his might.

Huang Kui's face was also gloomy, because he didn't really want to kill Lin Yinping. He pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and sent the vitality in his body into Lin Yinping's body.

Sure enough, with the influx of his vitality, Lin Yinping's eyes gradually condensed, and his face became somewhat bloody.

However, this is actually just a return to the light, and even hastened Lin Yinping's death.

Lin Yinping coughed a few times, coughing up a pool of black blood, and she woke up from the illusion between life and death.

Lin Yinping is rumored to be a very unrestrained woman, for example, a princess can have many faces.

But in fact, she is a very conservative person, so she refuses to sacrifice her body in exchange for the right to live.

She looked up with difficulty and looked at the disgusting man who wanted to possess her, and there was undisguised hatred and hatred in her dark eyes.

......

The night wind is flowing rapidly. Xiao Yu seemed to blend into the night breeze and swept a hundred steps.

Huang Hanji's troops were already in sight, and as expected, when Xiao Yu saw the wide camp gate, there were already a hundred iron horsemen waiting for him.

Without asking, the leader of the cavalry raised one hand, and more than 100 iron horsemen opened their bows and shot, although it was a short bow, but at such a close distance, more than 100 horsemen fired a volley, roaring through the air, like a black rain.

Xiao Yuran was not afraid to move forward, and with a flick of his long sleeves, the arrow rain was rolled away. Then scattered all over the place. The second wave of arrow rain is coming, and Xiao Yu, who has an indifferent expression, no longer learns from the immortals, but is surrounded by vitality, relying on the advantage that the frost realm can drive the vitality of heaven and earth to block all this wave of arrow rain from the body.

The pupils of the cavalry leader shrank sharply, stared at Xiao Yu, pulled the reins of the horse, raised the scimitar in his hand, and rode his horse towards Xiao Yu first. Immediately after that, more than 100 horsemen behind him followed.

There is little iron in the grassland, and it is really a rare thing to have a pair of full-body armor on the grassland, and at this time, these more than 100 riders are actually wearing full-body armor. Moreover, the horses they rode were not dwarf horses of the grassland, but tall breeds of more than seven feet tall, and even men and horses were all armored. Such a cavalry, even if there are only more than 100 horsemen, it is difficult to stop 10,000 foot soldiers.

But the next scene made these grassland cavalry unforgettable, Xiao Yu faced more than 100 cavalry sprinting, and he also hedged towards more than 100 cavalry.

When Xiao Yu collided with the cavalry leader, the scene that the cavalry leader expected was crushed into blood and mud did not appear, but was split in half by Xiao Yu with a sword.

Xiao Yu took seven steps in one go, slashed seven horsemen to death, and finally stopped.

Taking advantage of Xiao Yu's stoppage, several scimitars took the opportunity to cut from all around, Xiao Yu snorted coldly, and a big cyan hand composed of vitality appeared out of thin air in his right hand.

Just stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the five fingers of the cyan vitality hand stretched out, and he blocked all the scimitars, and by the way, he grabbed Yiqi in his hand and pinched it fiercely. Flesh and blood fell from the fingers of Regent's hand.

Pinch a knight in armor to death, this is the strength of the frost realm!

The leader of the cavalry was killed, and Xiao Yu's methods were so bloody and terrifying, that the rest of the cavalry were all terrified.

Xiao Yu didn't stay long, ignored the more than 100 riders, and went straight to Lin Yinping's tent.

At this time, an old man in a black robe walked out of the shadow where he was hiding, and pointed to a spiral of vitality tearing through the air, crossing dozens of zhang towards Xiao Yuhou's heart.

As the vitality rolled, countless fine and dense cracks appeared on the ground.

Although the cultivation world on the grassland is dominated by the Molun Temple, the tribes under Lin Yuan's rule generally worship a special cultivator, the Prairie Wizard.

The strength of a wizard is generally tied to the strength of a tribe.

As one of the largest tribes, the sorcerer enshrined in it is a cultivator of the frost realm.

If Xiao Yu is still in the realm of half-step frost before, this finger must be dealt with wholeheartedly for him.

But now Xiao Yu has crossed that threshold.

He didn't even look back, a strange black-red vitality appeared on his body, and then he resisted this finger firmly.

Stealing the country Haoran vaporized most of his vitality, and this blow only made Xiao Yu's body shake slightly. However, at this time, the wizard's eyes were full of essence, and the invisible power of the divine soul slammed towards Xiao Yu Zhihai.

After all, Xiao Yu was just a beginner, not a half-step, Xiao Yu, who was pale because of the attack of the divine soul, shouted angrily, and the Weiyang sword in the sea of knowledge slowly rose.

As the Weiyang Sword rose, Xiao Yu's face became paler, and the black-robed wizard's seven orifices began to ooze blood.

Xiao Yu stepped forward again, the speed was so fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had come to the door of the tent.

With another finger, the black-robed wizard had fallen limply to the ground.

The vitality that traversed dozens of zhang pierced Xiao Yu like a feather arrow magnified countless times.

The black-red vitality around Xiao Yu's body became more and more viscous, like coagulated plasma.

With the high-quality vitality that is difficult to compare with in the frost realm, Xiao Yu once again took the wizard's finger.

The ground between the two seemed to have been plowed by the most diligent old farmer, and countless deep ravines crisscrossed it.

At this moment, there was no one else in Xiao Yu's eyes, only the woman who made him worry.

He is usually very silent, and even gives people the feeling of being afraid, and he needs to think about everything, but now he doesn't think about anything, he just wants to know what happened to the woman who never harmed anyone.

It's finally here.

Several grassland warriors who were left at the door by Huang Kui were about to make a move, but they found themselves unable to move.

They looked around in horror.

I saw two cyan vitality hands holding them in their hands.

They didn't even have time to shout, and they were pinched to death by Xiao Yu like pinching ants.

This new upstart in the cultivation world did not have the slightest expression of complacency, and his face was full of gloom and violence.

He smiled.

It's cold.