Chapter 18: The Power of the Mirage

He didn't expect that there was a master in this demon armor army whose strength was not weaker than him.

It took him a few times to roll in the yellow sand before he steadied himself.

The hand holding the sword also trembled incessantly, and his body steady,

Behind him, another sharp piercing stabbed at him, and the long sword in his hand let out a sword groan.

The brilliant sword light flashed again,

On one side of his body, the long sword in his hand slashed hard at a long knife.

"Click",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand cut off the long knife that came from the sneak attack,

And his body also took advantage of the momentum to sweep up, only to see his sword light.

That sword glint had already sunk into the throat of the heavily armored rider,

At the same time, Ding Xiaoyi quickly kicked towards the demon armor rider.

"Bang",

The body of the demon armor rider was kicked off the horse by Ding Xiaoyi.

He sat firmly on the horse's back, his legs clamped hard, and the horse let out a mournful cry but also reversed direction.

Ding Xiaoyi's body rushed towards the light horse that wanted to rush towards Shacheng.

Behind him, a sharp sound of breaking the air came into his ears,

He leaned over, and several arrows grazed his head.

The light horsemen were approaching the city walls of Nasha,

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was even more swordsmanship, and then his figure swept high.

Once again, the long sword stirred up the criss-cross swords,

Swept towards the light horse, the sword flashing over the dozens of light horsemen.

Several horse thieves were cut off their horses by the sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand,

There were also some horse thieves who had already jumped under the city wall, and Ding Xiaoyi's eyes couldn't help but shoot out a terrifying light when he saw this.

His body swept towards the city wall in a hurry, and the sword in his hand rose and grew.

His body finally shot at the top of the wall, and he saw the sword in his hand rise one after another.

Several terrible screams rang out,

The horse thieves under the walls of the city have been slaughtered by him,

And he stood under the wall, covered in blood.

And the speed of the magic armor heavy rider also followed,

He was only a few feet away, and locust-like arrows were shooting at him in the sky.

Ding Xiaoyi saw a feeling of collapse and weakness coming from his body.

The heavy armor iron rider was only killed by him for less than two percent,

There were also more than seventy or eighty horsemen dragging the rolling yellow sand towards him.

His eyes froze,

His body turned into a wisp of light smoke and struck at the group of demon-armored iron riders.

The sword light in his hand had already begun to dim.

He hadn't found the master hidden in the Iron Knight,

Only by removing that master will the threat of that Demon Armor Iron Rider be reduced.

But Ding Xiaoyi is a physical body, where can he block the collision of the demon armor heavy horseman.

Soon, his figure was receding again.

The long sword in his hand was even more bloody, and he threw it into the air,

The blood turned into blood flowers and fell in the rolling yellow sand.

An iron rider rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi fiercely,

caused Ding Xiaoyi's body to stumble, and the iron rider and the horse had already hit Ding Xiaoyi's body.

"Bang",

Ding Xiaoyi's body was knocked away by the iron horse,

It slammed into the wall, cracking it like a spider's web.

Ding Xiaoyi's body fell from the city wall to the yellow sand,

He only felt a surge of blood in his chest, and a sweet feeling rushed out of his throat.

His body stood tall,

At this time, there were blood stains all over his body, both his own and those of horse thieves.

He stood with his sword slashed, and the long knives of several demon-armored iron riders were raised.

The long knife reflected the hideous faces under the scorching sun.

"Wow",

Ding Xiaoyi heard a different sound of breaking the air, and the master hidden in the Demon Armor Army finally made a move.

A bright silver spear was particularly dazzling among the long knives,

A cavalryman with a majestic aura around him held a spear in both hands and stabbed Ding Xiaoyi fiercely with the momentum of a dragon going out to sea.

With his back against the city wall, Ding Xiaoyi did not escape,

He watched coldly as the long knives slashed at the vital points around him,

And the spear came out of the long knife.

The spear is like a dragon, and the spear flashes endlessly,

Ding Xiaoyi seemed to have exhausted the true essence of his body, and he had already given up resistance, allowing the several long knives to attack his body.

A cold eye burst out with a cold light,

The corners of the gun-wielding man's mouth raised slightly, and the spear in his hand stabbed towards Ding Xiaoyi's chest like a broken bamboo.

"Poof",

The speed of the spear eventually increased,

And the other long knives also followed, slashing at Ding Xiaoyi's body.

"Grab",

The man with the spear finally had a smug smile on his face,

The spear passed through Ding Xiaoyi's chest and stabbed fiercely into the city wall behind Ding Xiaoyi.

And the long knives also fell on Ding Xiaoyi's body one after another, and their eyes showed cruelty.

The long knife in the hand of a demonic cavalryman flashed,

He raised the long knife in his hand and swept towards the neck of Ding Xiaoyi, who was leaning against the city wall.

At this moment,

The man with the spear felt only a breeze blowing, and that breeze was cold,

It was so cold that his body seemed to be frozen in that moment.

And it was then that

The man with the spear was horrified to find that when his spear stabbed Ding Xiaoyi's chest, there was no blood splattered.

then

The young man who was pierced through the chest by the spear disappeared inexplicably,

He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he was about to put away his gun.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew towards his neck.

Then he saw a gloomy sword burst out from front of him.

There was no dazzling sword on the long sword,

There is no speed like a shock,

The speed of the long sword is very slow,

It was so slow that even he could clearly see the trajectory of the long sword.

But he couldn't dodge the long sword that stabbed at him with a glow,

He tried to put away his gun and shoot at the long sword, but he found that his body seemed to be imprisoned in that moment.

"Grab",

The long sword kept expanding in his eyes,

He heard a sound like a bird pecking at a wood, and a sharp tearing pain spread from his throat to his body.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't know when he was holding a pale yellow bead the size of an egg in his left hand,

The sword in his right hand struck the spear-wielding knight in the throat.

The demon rider with the spear saw Ding Xiaoyi holding a yellowed pearl the size of an egg in his left hand.

He whimpered, but he couldn't say a word.

"Bang",

The spear-wielding knight fell heavily from his horse,

And the other magic armor riders didn't notice it,

They looked cruelly at the boy who had been struck by the long knife in their own hands.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure swept up again,

The long sword in his hand was counted quickly, and one after another sword rays sank into the throats of the several demon armor riders who had already rushed to the bottom of the city wall.

The thief's face showed a monstrous anger,

He naturally saw that more than a dozen Demon Armor Soldiers were killed by Ding Xiaoyi, and at this moment, there was not much left of the Demon Armor Army.

"Order it to be taken down",

The thief gave a cold order, and then a gong sounded.

The group of demon-armored iron knights were slightly stunned, and they all turned around and retreated.

Ding Xiaoyi's body felt powerless and collapsed, and his figure was shaky.

He could only watch as the dozen or so Demon Armor Iron Riders retreated.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill all the 100 Demon Armor Iron Riders.

And he's done his best, the Demon Armor Iron Rider is too difficult.

The thief's face was not good-looking, and he looked at the young man standing with his sword.

His eyes flickered, but he couldn't say a word.

Ding Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, his feet were full of the corpse of the horse thief,

There was an abyss-like ravine outside the city wall ahead, a ravine that he had cleaved with a sword.

The horse thief had already suspended the attack, and Ding Xiaoyi seized the time to breathe.

The true element in his body had already been depleted, and if it weren't for the illusion created with the help of that mirage, he would not be able to support it.

This mirage had an unexpected effect at a critical time, which made Ding Xiaoyi very pleased.

After breathing for a few breaths, Ding Xiaoyi did not hear the sound of the horse thief attacking.

This made him very confused. He opened his eyes and looked at the horse thieves in front of him.