The first wave of the 100-cavalry scouts, led by Hu Kui, showed unexpected results.

The Hundred Cavalry Scouts fought against the cavalry army of the Hundred Cavalry who integrated into the strength of the Northern Mang's martial arts.

In terms of individual strength, the White Horse Scout is far inferior to the other party.

But it was this charge that came down, and the two armies collided fearlessly to death.

On the contrary, on the Beimang side, more than ten people rolled off the horse.

On the battlefield, once the cavalry falls off their horses, it is easy for the dead to be sure.

Rush by.

Hu Kui immediately ordered the horse's head to be reversed, and then the wave charged.

Only by experiencing the impact and defense of his own side like a torrent of steel.

Hu Kui realized how outrageous the power of the twelve stars of Tiangang was.

Among those northern barbarians, there was a sturdy horseman, slicing through his chest with the blade of the wind.

Even if he wears armor, it is not very useful for those warriors who can already break through the armor.

But the knife just grazed by, splashing a little spark in his chest.

His armor was not broken at all.

"Chief, these people are weird."

"They are not from the rivers and lakes, but all the gas machines they use are complicated and messy."

"I can't sense what they've prepared."

A wave of impact, with seven horses left, came to Xie Ling's side.

There was a little Grandmaster of Beimang who said with a solemn face.

"It's really weird."

"But the weirdness is mostly with that guy."

Xie Ling turned on his horse and nodded at the rushing Hu Quinu with his chin.

"Then let's work together to solve this guy first."

The little grandmaster next to him said in a deep voice.

"No, I can't guarantee that the other party's group of people is weird."

"Everyone began to fight without sparing."

"I'll let that guy take care of it."

Xie Ling gave a simple order, immediately waved the reins, and took the lead in rushing away.

The two armies met for the second time.

The white-horse scouts had drawn their halberds from their groom pouches and were ready for a hearty horse battle.

Hu Kui is holding a cold knife in his hand, still ready to fight with a knife.

The moment when the two armies clashed.

As a first-grade King Kong Realm, Xie Ling was like a fierce blood lion, blatantly colliding into the formation.

At the moment when the horses under the crotch collided with the war horses of the white horse scout, Xie Ling flew directly off the horse's back.

The toes of the toes are like dragonflies in water, landing on the chest, shoulders or heads of white horse scouts.

The surging qi exploded above the soles of his feet.

The qi of the martial artist of the Vajra Realm is like an iron hammer, which can be chiseled into a stone to open a mountain.

Ordinary armorers, even if they wear heavy armor all over their bodies, will inevitably suffer serious internal injuries.

The armor soldier who could be stepped on by Xie Ling's feet was bloomed with a touch of earthy yellow light, which offset the qi that Xie Ling poured out.

At most, the figure that was stepped on by Xie Ling's feet was unstable, but he would not be harmed in any way.

Xie Ling was shocked in his heart.

It is impossible to find out what kind of secret treasures are hidden in the upper bodies of these armor soldiers.

Even his own Yan Ta Qingluan Gong couldn't hurt these armor soldiers who were extremely poor in cultivation.

Xie Ling, who still doesn't believe in evil.

His eyes were cold and cold, and he stared at Hu Kui, who was about to approach.

This time, he didn't keep his hand anymore, a scarlet blood appeared in his palm, and while his feet were blue, he waved his palm towards Hu Kui's door.

It is to take Hu Kui's head with one palm.

As a general of a hundred battles, Hu Kui's martial arts are mediocre, but he has a lot of combat experience.

He rode sideways, dodging Xie Ling's palm at the same time.

The blade slashed towards Xie Ling's palm.

Xie Ling, who had seen the power of Hu Kui's strange blade, was not afraid.

Suddenly a muffled thunder rang out in the palm of his hand.

The invisible blood mist turned into scarlet thunder and lightning in an instant, directly exploding at Hu Kui's head on the side of the horse.

Hu Kui's silver teeth clenched, and he immediately threw the knife away, holding the reins in his palm, rolling off the horse, and after several turns on the ground, the scarlet thunderbolt finally brushed his chest.

The earthy yellow glow resurfaced again, but this time.

The moment the earthy yellow halo appeared, it was directly shattered by the scarlet thunderbolt.

The armor on Hu Kui's chest directly broke a big hole, and a lot of blood splattered out of it.

Hu Kui was in pain, snorted, and still used his arm to get himself back on the horse.

Xie Ling had already turned around again at this time and killed him.

Along the way, he went on a complete killing spree.

The scarlet palm core thunder was the sharpest butcher knife in the battlefield, and the white horse scouts rolled off the horse one after another.

Some have not even fallen off the horse, and people have been completely dead.

Fortunately, these well-trained White Horse scouts remembered Wu Changqing's previous words.

Whenever a general in the eye of the formation rolls off his horse, someone will re-ride to the eye of the formation.

Maintain the effect of the formation.

Finally.

Under Xie Ling's slaughter, it was finally time for Xie Ling to ventilate.

Hu Kui's eyes were blood-red, and he saw the right time, pulled out the halberd under his crotch, and threw it towards Xie Ling, who was falling on the back of Beimang's war horse.

This contains Hu Kui's halberd full of anger.

It was in the middle of the flight that a vision was born.

A raging flame burned above the halberd, accompanied by a slight arc of thunder.

It is the power of the heavens!

Hu Kui was shocked by his halberd.

That halberd was almost to the point of vague implementation.

Xie Ling only had time to look up, his face was shocked, and he didn't have time to make a defense.

A thunderbolt halberd pierced through his chest.

The tail of the short halberd even had a battle formation qi attached to it, directly dragging Xie Ling's body, and nailed Xie Ling off the horse's back and nailed him to the ground.

Xie Ling, who reacted, looked shocked.

Reach out and destroy the strange halberd.

As a result, Hu Kui had already led someone to turn the horse's head and stabbed him with a halberd again.

Xie Ling was furious in his heart, he really couldn't figure out why this group of garbage who didn't even have the strength of a first-grade realm could even use the power of celestial phenomena.

"Die!"

"Kill!"

Two roars rang out at the same time.

Xie Ling was like a desperate fight, and the qi and blood all over his body turned into a blood-colored long sword, piercing Hu Kui's heart.

And Hu Kui is not afraid of life and death, he fights to the death, and just wants to kill Xie Ling.

The blood-colored flying sword pierced through Hu Kui's heart.

Hu Kuizhong's halberd also sturdily pinned Xie Ling's head to the ground.

Some of the Northern Mang's demons have fallen.

Xie Ling died.

The remaining Beimang cavalry, which was less than fifty people, suddenly panicked.

is no longer as clever as before, and there are concerns about the moves.

It's just a cup of tea.

This Beimang cavalry army, which had lost more than 400 white horse scouts in Beiliang, was completely annihilated by the Beiliang hundred cavalry scouts!

And the hundred scouts only lost twenty-one people.

This kind of record is unprecedented in the entire history of the Liang Mang.

The Beimang army had been ambushed for three days several miles away.

I saw a group of white horse scouts rushing towards them with great fanfare on the horizon.

And in the hands of those white horse scouts, each of them carried a bloody head.