The huge crescent moon tore the air, as if it was going to cut a gap in the space, Leng Zhuo, who was surrounded by three layers of inner and outer three layers of thousands of phantom foxes, panted slightly, the thousands of phantom foxes of the Ximen family were not blown out to play.

These tens of thousands of phantom foxes, hundreds of them are made of thousands of illusions and blades, not to mention the attack power, but the nine thousand nine hundred foxes that are conjured up, although they are phantoms, but they also have a certain attack power, which is a bit perverted.

It's no wonder that this move, even in the face of 3,000 soldiers and horses, can be killed, and the foundation of the great family that can be inherited for thousands of years is not blown out.

Leng Zhuo, who was surrounded by the masses, had been in a state of high tension, and the huge crescent sword swept in, and Leng Zhuo had already felt a strong sense of crisis from afar, and the weeping blood in his hand suddenly burst into an open flame, and the red flames exploded.

The flames that started at first engulfed all around, and many of the phantom foxes that surrounded Leng Zhuo were suddenly swallowed by the flames and turned into dust and drifted away, but behind them, more phantom foxes had already jumped up again and pounced towards Leng Zhuo.

The Phantom Moon Thousand Variations Slash looks like a huge high-speed rotating moon wheel, the same as a rotating sickle, but this slash is not as simple as it looks from the side, only those who are shrouded in this Phantom Moon Thousand Changes Slash will see clearly, the shape of this Phantom Moon Thousand Changes Slash is actually a round bright moon.

This blow is not only spinning back and forth, but also drilling at high speed, a thousand changes, but it is a series of changes of the moon, from the eyebrow moon, the tooth moon, the moon, the gibbous moon, and the repeated reincarnation of the moon, evolving the celestial phenomena of the moon.

After that month, the phantom foxes turned into fragments, and the ground, as if it had been pushed by a bulldozer, formed a semicircular trench, more than two feet deep, and this blow rushed towards Leng Zhuo, who was surrounded by the phantom fox group.

Ximen Fuxue didn't look at it again, the phantom moon was cut down, no one could still live intact, the silver-white pupils looked at the moon in the sky, the silver hair fluttered slightly in the night wind, and a faint sadness flowed out from the Ximen Fuxue who stood on the broken wall.

That melancholy, sad look is definitely a girl, a young woman is killed, but for Ximen Chuixue, who has practiced the Thousand Illusions Heart Technique, that sadness and melancholy are likely to be just an expression!

The Phantom Moon Thousand Variations Slash swept past Leng Zhuo's location, and then did not stop for half a moment, directly bombarding a hundred and ten meters, along the way, whether it was a person or a broken wall, they could not escape the slash, turning into powder and dissipating in the moonlight wind.

Ye Linglong knelt on the ground dejectedly, looking at the empty front in disbelief, the chaotic air flow blowing her green silk, Leng Zhuo was gone, her heart was not angry as if she had been grabbed fiercely, and then she rubbed it desperately, she had always been strong, and her eyes were actually full of splashes.

lost it, only to know that his existence has long been deeply rooted in his heart, and he can never forget it.

A faint sourness flowed out of his eyes, and his cherry lips were wide open, but he couldn't say a sound, and the world seemed to be speechless because of his disappearance.

Liang Hongyu was also a little depressed, but the soul contract was connected, and Liang Hongyu quickly realized this: "The young master is fine, the young master is fine!"

"Pap, papa!" The applause sounded from the quiet night, Leng Zhuo walked out of a dark corner slowly, looked at the Ximen Blowing Snow standing on the broken wall not far away, and said: "I have to admit that the thousands of phantom foxes of the Ximen family are very powerful, and your slash is also very strong, but if you want to kill me, it's still a little bit close!"

"And I suddenly thought of a way to subdue you!" Leng Zhuo showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ximen Fuxue, who was obviously a little surprised, and said.

"It's really surprising that you can dodge, but you want to subdue me, hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life! Even if Ximen Ancestor comes, he doesn't dare to say that he can control me, it's up to you!"

Ximen Fuxue suddenly laughed arrogantly, the laughter spread far away with the wind, and the disdainful gaze swept towards Leng Zhuo, and said contemptuously.

Leng Zhuo's face was still as usual, and he was not angered by Ximen Fuxue's words at all, but said calmly: "Can you, you will find out soon, but before that, I want to ask, will you fulfill the bet!"

Ximen Fuxue cut off, a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "What about fulfillment, what if you don't fulfill!"

Leng Zhuo snorted and said, "If you fulfill it, I can spare your life, if you only plan to perfunctory me, then I will have to kill you!"

"Let's wait until you touch the corner of my clothes!" Simon Fuxue sneered, quite disdainful of someone's outrageous words.

"Young Master!" Zhao Yun appeared on the side riding the Blood Cloud Silver Dragon, glanced at Ximen Blowing Snow, and said to Leng Zhuo.

"It's all settled!" Leng Zhuo didn't reply.

"Well, although there is still sporadic resistance, it has basically subsided, and the number of people caught is still counting!"

"Got it, stand down, wait until I've cleaned up this guy first, and then I'll talk!" Leng Zhuo waved his hand and said.

"Young master, it's better to hand him over to Zilong to deal with!"

"Heh, no need, I've dealt with an arrogant guy! Not to mention that I still have a secret weapon!" Leng Zhuo chuckled and said.

Leng Zhuo said, his hand swiped the void, the summoning circle was opened, and Leng Zhuo directly pulled out the holy beast of the Nighthawk tribe that had never been listless and only knew that it was sleeping (the sacred beast of the grassland tribe was a beast of worship, not a holy beast of the ninth order).

It is said that in the blow that he had just teleported to avoid the blowing snow of Ximen, Leng Zhuo suddenly remembered the miscellaneous nighthawk who was randomly stuffed into the ranch of the hundred generals' mounts, this miscellaneous nighthawk has the eye of insight, and in the clever illusion, it can't escape the insight of the eye of insight.

Because of the miscellaneous hair, Leng Zhuo dared to speak wildly, but unfortunately, this miscellaneous nighthawk is like a plague, which makes people stay away, and no one under his command wants it, headache, headache!

The miscellaneous nighthawk is quite large, naturally it can't stand on the shoulder like the ordinary nighthawk, and this shape is too unsightly, and it can't set off the majesty of people at all, but although this miscellaneous nighthawk is asleep, but the heart is very sober, after being summoned, it directly flapped its wings and landed on a broken wall on the side.

Then, go ahead and snoop!

It's too embarrassing to not have a long face.

Leng Zhuo turned to Ximen to blow the snow coolly, and said: "Don't show that disdainful look, don't look at this miscellaneous bird is too lazy to only know how to sleep, but it is the nemesis of your Ximen family's thousand illusions, I think even you can't escape its eyes!"

Ximen Fuxue snorted at this, glanced at the generals who came around, but frowned slightly in his heart, it seems that he has miscalculated a little, there are such strong opponents in this group of people, it is better to fight quickly: "It's really boring, I will solve you directly!"

Ximen Blowing Snow said and took a step forward, but the standing Ximen Blowing Snow was still standing there, but there was just one more Ximen Blowing Snow on the wall, one step at a time, everyone didn't seem to move, but they had already stepped in front of Leng Zhuo.

Phantom step, one of the martial arts of the Ximen family, can be said to be the top one of the footwork, illusory illusion, step by step, step by step, people can't tell the truth from the false.

Leng Zhuo took two steps back, grabbed the neck of the miscellaneous nighthawk, and it was also thanks to Leng Zhuo's strong body now and his strength was not small, otherwise he really couldn't carry this fat bird: "I know you can hear it, seeing that no one wants to kill me, if you don't open your eyes, I will use you as a meat shield to block that knife!"

Shameless, shameless, although the miscellaneous nighthawk is very disdainful of Leng Zhuo's threat, but it is not an ordinary magical beast, but a natural spirit beast, the general magical beast, the higher the rank, it will open the spiritual intelligence, and the spirit beast is born to open the spiritual intelligence, among the magical beasts, only a very small number are natural spiritual beasts, it can be said that the value of the spirit beast is not inferior to a holy beast.

Ximen Fuxue looked at Leng Zhuo's ridiculous behavior, but couldn't help laughing and said: "You just want to subdue me with a miscellaneous beast, it's really a ridiculous joke, let me send you and this miscellaneous hair down to the underworld with one sword!"

Ximen Blowing Snow said that he had raised a thousand illusion blades, above the holy soldier, a faint wind was swirling, stirring up the surrounding air flow, Ximen Blowing Snow raised a thousand illusion blades, but the handsome face showed a trace of hideousness: "Go to death!"

Ximen Blowing Snow said that he had swung a thousand blades, but at that moment, the miscellaneous nighthawk slowly opened his eyes, maybe Leng Zhuo's threat had an effect, or maybe Ximen Blowing Snow's disdain angered it, in short, it opened its eyes.

The blood-colored pupil makes the world the color of blood, the pupil of blood, which is said to be the gate to the bloody hell of the eighteen hells, and anyone who is seen by the pupil of blood will enter this hell and turn around, and no one can escape the punishment of that hell, so the pupil of blood is also called the eye of hell.

The blood color that spread out distorted and deformed the space, and countless blood-colored tentacles continued to stretch out, rolling up the West Gate to blow snow, the last time, just opening half of his eyes, it had already made Leng Zhuo tremble, and there was a terrible feeling in his heart, sweating all over his body, unable to move, and this time this miscellaneous nighthawk actually opened his eyes completely.

Under the Eye of Insight, any illusion will be cracked, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the nemesis of the Ximen family, the Thousand Illusions Mind is too powerful, and it can't escape the gaze of the Eye of Insight, but the Eye of Insight only has the ability to perceive, but it has no ability to trap, and the reason why Leng Zhuo couldn't move before was because of the effect of the Eye of Hell.

It can be said that the Eye of Hell and the Eye of Insight are almost invincible existences, and at that moment, Ximen Fuxue's true body was finally revealed, and he was also trapped in the shackles of the Blood Sea Hell, with a hint of fear between his eyes, although it was only for that moment, but it was enough.

Leng Zhuo moved, and came to Ximen Blowing Snow in three steps like the wind, and the weeping blood sword was placed on the neck of Ximen Blowing Snow, which was still not enough, and released countless colorful silks to directly tie them into zongzi, and these colorful silks were also connected with colorful aura, controlled by the colorful Holy Emperor Butterfly in his body, Leng Zhuo didn't believe that he could still run like this.

Looking at Ximen Blowing Snow, who was trapped with sincerity, Leng Zhuo smiled and said, "What's the matter, didn't you say that I couldn't control you, how can I say it now!"

"Are you going to fulfill the gambling contract, or let me kill you!" Leng Zhuo patted Ximen Fuxue's face, girl, why is a big man so beautiful, it's easy to misunderstand.

Ximen Fuxue looked at Leng Zhuo with a somewhat complicated expression and said: "The Eye of Insight, indeed, the only one who can break the illusion of my Ximen family is this Eye of Insight, you can find the Nighthawk with a mutant blood pupil, I have nothing to say, kill me!"

"Really?" Leng Zhuo said in surprise.

Ximen Blowing Snow was a tilt of his head, looking like he was going to die generously, Leng Zhuo looked funny, and said: "It's easy to kill you, just go down with a sword, but killing you is not good for me, I need a master like you by my side now, how about it, don't think about being my follower!"

"Not interested!"

Leng Zhuo looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, but sneered: "Then don't blame me for being ruthless, what about me, I will definitely do what I want to do, even if it is by no means, now I want you to be my subordinate, and you just want to die, I can see that it is difficult to change what you decide, and it is really difficult to make you change your mind, but I like this kind of challenge!"

"Your face is really ...... "Leng Zhuo said and whispered a few words in Ximen Fuxue's ear, then raised his head and said again: "Are you sure you don't follow me?"......

Ximen Fuxue puffed up his eyes, looked at Leng Zhuo without blinking, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I can follow you, but whether I want to serve you or not, it depends on my mood, I don't like to be called around!"

"Yes, it seems that you still know how to turn very well, dedicate your loyalty, I don't want to sleep at night and have to be scared!" Leng Zhuo said.

After getting Ximen Blowing Snow, the next thing is simple, those horse bandits have long been trained by Ximen Blowing Snow to be very obedient, the reputation of the Silver Demon is not blown, seeing that their own bosses have surrendered, they have accepted the next fate.

The night was quiet again, but Kong Mingchen was eyes flashed, the eye of insight, the eye of hell, the double pupil of the nighthawk, Kong Mingchen was slightly moved, this kind of gifted spirit beast is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Kong Mingchen looked at the person who was thrown into a space by Leng Zhuo without knowing how to cherish it, he was distressed enough, his eyes rolled, and he had a plan, so he would probe the wind first.

Although it is known as 3,000 horse bandits, in fact, the number is far from that much, plus the loss, in fact, there are more than 2,300 people, but these horse bandits are indeed not weak, they fight on the grassland all the year round, basically have the combat effectiveness of high-level soldiers, and they are skilled in equestrianism, and the most important thing is that they are strong enough, and they are not much stronger than the old soldiers of the empire.

If it weren't for the wolf riding camp set up in the Nightingale tribe, the wolves were alert, and although they were sneak attacked, they quickly controlled the scene, otherwise it would have to be reduced a lot of people this night.

After the first battle of the ancient city, Leng Zhuo's troops broke the number of 5,000 again, and they were all elite soldiers who had gone through the big waves and sand, and they were not much stronger than the previous 5,000 soldiers and horses, and after resting in the ancient city for a day, the 5,000 men and horses set off again, interspersed with the vulture's Gobi Desert, and marched towards the foot of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.