Bai Yougui recognized that this was Xiao Wei warning him, and he didn't hesitate, he spun in the air, and even if it was empty, he still tried his best to kick out a whip leg. Bai Yougui knew that the realm was not as good as the realm, so that the tricks were all the skills of the housekeeper, and as soon as he made a move, the temperature plummeted, and the wind and frost suddenly rose. What Xiao Wei said was true, Bai Yougui's foot hit the big cat's head hidden in the void, and kicked it to the ground. The big cat rolled over, dragging a trail of blood on the dirt. It crouched on the ground and gasped for breath, its limbs tense, its tail tucked between the strands, and it disappeared into the void. Bai Yougui couldn't find it, paused on the ground, and secretly thought that it was dangerous, this beast still knew how to hit the west vividly, if it wasn't for Xiao Wei's timely shouting, he would have landed.

The big cat's outer body didn't have time to retract, and was cut by Brother Li's hand knife, and it immediately dispersed into a ball of vitality. However, the joints on Li Geshu's fingers and wrists were all broken, and one right hand was also wasted. The outer body and the ontology are inspired, and the outer body is severely damaged, and the ontology is also a great sin. Originally, the figure was well hidden, but the breath was chaotic, and a little trace was revealed. The child's voice in the crowd immediately rang out again:

"Senior brother, two feet on the left and right. ”

Bai Yougui really took two steps forward to the left, and then punched with one blow, and sure enough, he hit the big cat again.

"Senior brother, seven feet ahead. ”

"One foot back to the right. ”

"Third from left"

With Xiao Wei's eyes leading the way, Bai Yougui punched seven punches in a row, and the moves were endless, and one punch after another was very densely connected. After the last few punches, the small frost grains turned into large snowflakes the size of thumbs. The big cat's body was frozen to a blue and purple color, and every time he moved, his body hurt a little.

The big cat didn't have the slightest respite, not even the time to reflex. was broken by Li Geshu again, and he was so weak that he couldn't even stand on his feet. The big cat took a hard breath, jumping left and right, but he couldn't shake off Bai Yougui's fist, but his mind was not messed up. It seems to be embarrassed, but in fact, he is listening to the sound and identifying the position, exploring Xiao Wei's position.

After this set of punches, its heart of victory and defeat has been lost, and it wants to escape. But with those eyes, the big cat even has an extravagant hope to escape. Xiao Wei had almost no means of hiding, and was found in a few words. When the big cat found Xiao Wei, he was extremely angry, staring at Xiao Wei and feeling that his eyes were about to pop out, and he pounced.

Li Wei saw the way clearly, but he came straight to himself, his throat was so frightened that he couldn't say a word, and his legs and feet were even more like roots, firmly nailed in place. Bai Yougui punched a few times before, thanks to Xiao Wei's guidance, it was inevitable that he would subconsciously become dependent. Xiao Wei suddenly closed his voice, Bai Yougui was at a loss for a while, if he had been very vigilant, he might have thought of protecting Xiao Wei at the first time. But with this hesitation, he was thrown away by the big cat, and even if he told the location again, he couldn't catch up for a while. And after Brother Li was relieved, the father and son were afraid that the head of the family would lose, so they all stayed on the side, and when they chased it out, they would be far away.

Xiao Wei is unarmed, unable to resist, there are no masters around, there is no outside assistance, it has become a situation of death.

Outside Qingjiang City, under Ma Kuo's tent.

Under the south gate, the sergeant is displayed in front, with the ground crack as the central axis, forming a huge goose-shaped array, with thick wings stretched out on both sides, faintly wrapping the front formation. In the military array that stretches for more than ten miles, the flags are densely packed, the wind blows in the southwest, the flag blows in the northeast, and the cloth makes a flickering sound in the wind, which is the first drum to urge the battle.

Except for the crack in the middle, a three-horse-wide passage is opened every dozen zhang, and the main city gate in the rest of the directions has been poured with copper water and cast dead, and the rangers patrolling in all directions can only enter through the south gate, so there are many horses coming and going here. The horseshoe struck the gravel, rubbing into tiny pieces of dull yellow sparks.

Most of the fastest runners came from due south, and the bodies of these knights were often prostrate on horseback, like large octopuses, and the center of gravity was extremely low. One of the galloping horses was thin and tall, with slender limbs and silver hair all over his body, and when he ran, his whole body shone like the color of the moonlight. What's even more peculiar is that it has no saddle on its back and no bridle on its face, just like a wild horse. The middle-aged knight on his back also traveled lightly, wearing only light leather armor, no bows and arrows, and no weapons and supplies. His left hand grasped the mane, his right hand wrapped around its neck, and kept whispering in the horse's ear: Silver, silver, faster.

There are ancient scriptures: 騕 (same as "to") 褭 (same as "袅"), the name of the horse is also, and the day travels thousands of miles. This silver horse bears the name of the horse, the blood is noble, and it has the pride of the king of horses, and no one can beat or scold it on weekdays, and it is not allowed to whip and stab the horse when riding, so it is never worthy of a saddle bridle. Although it is a beast, not a demon, it can speak human language, and as long as you tell me well, it will do what you want. The horse was already a peerless horse, and when he heard the rumors, he could even go up two points faster, flashing like lightning. When the rest of the rangers saw the silver horse, they restrained their mounts and made way for them.

As soon as the silver horse appeared, Ma Kuo at the head of the city noticed that it was the return of his confidant general, Ma Taxue. More than ten miles away, the silver is here in an instant. After a while, Ma Taxue was already shining with Ma Kuo.

Ma Taxue bowed and said: The white horse demon is here, and more than 10,000 people stop for a while.

The two houses are sixty miles, the shape of the white horse tribe is like a horse, running like the wind, only sixty miles, even if you spare your strength, you can reach it within an hour. If it had to be a decisive battle, the White Horse Clan would not come closer.

People know how to put on armor and line up in formation, and they must take steps to attack with complicated consideration of various tactical arrangements. Demon beasts are a completely different matter, they are not as intelligent as people, and they usually do not cultivate human form, and they still live like beasts - Ru Mao drinks blood and eats and sleeps in the open, and there will be no camps and city defenses at all.

Ma Taxue said that it was a pioneer, but it was just a habitual rhetoric. In fact, the civilization of demon beasts only stopped at the extremely primitive Stone Age, and only a few big demons who cultivated human form or guarded the realm with more than three phases had the same wisdom as humans. But such a simple civilization is keen to remember the battles between demon beasts and humans that have lasted for thousands of years, and engrave all the scenes on the "ancestral tree" in the east, and refuse to forget any of them.

Later, I forgot all the original intentions, and I couldn't say why these battles went, let alone what the best of both worlds, each got its own place, and just wanted to see a real chapter on the sword soldiers. The same is true of the old feud between the White Horse Clan and Qingjiang City, the two clans do not ask the reason, only talk about new hatreds and old hatreds, and there have been countless casualties in the past 30 years. In fact, the White Horse tribe is not a thirst for killing, and has never invaded the hinterland of the Central Plains. It's just that they have migrated along the Qingjiang River since ancient times, and it was not until the Qingjiang River was built that the battle began. And this conflict and fighting for many years finally formed this deep enmity. Now no one has delved into why Mocheng must be built on the bank of the Qingjiang River, and it is impossible to explain why Baima can't make a small detour of dozens of miles, and start it as soon as he sees it, and never die.

Ma Taxue continued: There are only four red-pupiled and purple-pupiled horses, and they must be deliberately hidden.