It's not that he doesn't have a good nose, it's that his sense of smell of ghosts is far inferior to his sense of demonic energy, although the two are similar to a certain extent. But Wu Shi had eaten the flesh of dead people to support his life in the past, and to him, the smell of ghosts and things was a strong smell of death, like those shriveled and hungry. But on this battlefield, there are the most dead people, and the smell of those ghost sergeants when they move is mixed with those dead corpses, for him, it is inevitable that they are generally confused, so that he is stupid and unclear. Of course, this old dog who wants to save face just refuses to expose his shortcomings, but poor Chitang has high expectations for him, but in exchange for two days of nothingness.

However, when Tang Qi passed away, the scattered Xuanling Qi was sandwiched in it and drifted far away, as if the alchemy was injected with a clear elixir, and Wushi immediately distinguished, there is still a difference between ghost qi and dead man's smell after all, when he told Xue Yang about this discovery, Xue Yang's relayal of Chi Tang was still called the dead man's taste, but this did not prevent Chi Tang from understanding the meaning, and Wushi found the target.

This may be the contribution made by Tang Qi, who was alone when he was born and disappeared after his death, when Murong Xuan was making a hidden raid and a wishful thinking that could hit with one blow, Chi Tang's vanguard army was already on guard.

This is how the two teams destined to meet met in a narrow way.

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Although they both knew about each other's existence, it was Murong Xuan who first discovered each other.

On the high rock in front of the corner of the mountain col ahead, a dog with a head and tail somehow appeared, and it could be seen from the neat and clean coat color that this was not the kind of wild dog with red eyes that ate the flesh of the dead, but a big yellow dog with a unique spirit and a lively jump, and the yellow dog barked at them quite vigorously after seeing the cavalry coming silently on horseback.

Murong Xuan's heart moved, and he said softly with an indifferent expression but calmly: "They have arrived." ”

The cavalry team that was slowly marching suddenly stopped, and all the sergeants drew their blades, and there was a solemn silence of threat, but it also seemed that the barking of the yellow dog in the distance was still harsh.

"I didn't expect them to use hounds to open the way to explore the way, I think the barking of dogs has made the other party wary, General He Lou listens to the order!" Murong Xuan's tone did not deliberately increase, but the coldness in his tone had already revealed a fierce murderous aura.

"He Lou Dugen is here!"

"Once the other party's figure appears in the col, I want you to lead the elite cavalry to strike first, immediately kill the enemy group, like the strong wind on the grassland, and destroy the enemy's ......" Murong Xuan's general order was not finished, his slender handsome eyebrows suddenly raised, and his pupils shrank, because he saw that the yellow dog that was barking suddenly turned around, raised his left leg, and took a long pee in his direction......

Is it not strange to insult the enemy? This is not strange, but it seems too bizarre and weird for a dog to do such a thing, Murong Xuan doesn't think he is dazzled, in fact, after the yellow dog finished urinating, he half-tilted his head, and his smile was clearly visible, and even ...... The tail cocked and wagged happily and wrizzled at himself.

The bald-headed Yama raised his head in amazement, his cold pupils shot out a cold light, and he also saw the strangeness of this yellow dog.

Then, the yellow dog straightened his body in his direction, the dog's head stretched out, pulling his body almost straight, and his mouth was open, revealing a red and colorful dripping tongue, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised and smiled.

"I'm X, you're fucking X!"

The voice is deafening and reverberating. All the Xianbei cavalry were dumbfounded, and the hand holding the blade was turned into a clay carved wood sculpture because of the stiffness, perhaps not very familiar with the Chinese dialect, but the closed accent immediately after the broken voice was always known to everyone, but what really shocked them was the source of this voice.

Dogs are scolding, too? Dogs are talking?

With a move of his hand, a stream of Yin Spirit Qi shot towards the yellow dog, and he screamed angrily: "It's a demon!"

"Demon your mother X sin! mother's skin!" Wushi refused to fold half a cheap, and immediately scolded back, the four-character mantra is his mantra, and when there are many people, it is still the previous swear words that are more vigorous, and at the same time, with a light and clever flash, the Yin Spirit Air Flow shoots on the adobe, and the gravel is splashed.

Yes, very good, the scolding just now is his improvisation, it's not all nonsense, at least from the point of view of this yin spirit against the demon, the other party should be the person they are looking for, but Lao Tzu is not the demon you say bald, your trick doesn't work against Lao Tzu! While pondering, Wushi jumped off the mountain rock with a secret smile and ran backwards.

"What is this?" Rao is Murong Xuan has the ability to control fierce spirits and ghosts, but at first glance when he saw a talking dog, he was still a little surprised, in this regard, Yama has always known more than himself, so he couldn't help but look at Yama.

The Yin Spirit Qi that Yama used just now is the Xuanjin that contains the witchcraft of the Xianbei clan, and it is the most effective way to deal with the kind of alien spirit demons that turn into human bodies, but where does he know that the Dao Wushi is a demon spirit, but he has not yet turned into a human body, let alone a blood spirit Dao demon who eats people, so the technique of suppressing demons contained in this move is completely useless, for Wushi, it is just a bundle of true qi with an extremely powerful Dao, with his dexterous body method of tracking the fairy dog, it is not easy to avoid? But he only said that this yellow dog was extraordinary, and he ignored his own attack, and his face sank at the moment: "That's what I said, it's a demon." It seems that that ancient beast came prepared this time, Your Highness, be careful!"

"Demon?" Alemin, who had been coldly looking at the trace of Wushi, said contemptuously: "The person I killed before said that he was a demon hunter, right?

Murong Xuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "I don't care what it is, my target is that ancient divine beast, the original plan remains the same, waiting for them here, no matter what that dog goes back to, they are always coming, I don't believe they can stop my spirit of the god of war! General He Lou, get ready!"

He Lou Dugen woke up like a dream under the shock, and hurriedly agreed loudly: "Obey!"

At this moment, a figure in a brown shirt and a short shirt appeared on the boulder at the corner of the col, this is a short-haired man, after seeing the Yan cavalry densely clustered in the distance, he did not look half surprised, but stretched out his nose very comically and sniffed a few times in the air.

Seeing this move, Murong Xuan was a little surprised, what happened today? The dog was like a man before, and the person is like a dog now, what kind of guys are following the swordsman of the ancient divine beast?

Maybe it was nervousness, maybe it was a misjudgment of the enemy's situation, maybe it was too loyal to the orders of His Royal Highness the Prince, and He Lou Dugen behind him almost subconsciously raised his scimitar: "Boom cut!"

Two or three hundred cavalry sergeants shouted in unison, and the horses' hooves galloped, rolling up a puff of gray smoke, and rumbling towards the col ahead.

Murong Xuan was stunned, watching the cavalry roar out from his side, and that stupid and stupid He Lou Dugen rushed to the first, and he didn't figure out what was going on for a while.

"Your Highness just said...... "Yama's expression became more and more ugly, "Once the other party's figure appears in the col, General He Lou will immediately lead the men and horses to kill ......"

Murong Xuan thought for a moment, and then he realized that there was a wry smile on his always calm face: "I seem to have said so, but General He Lou is inevitably too anxious...... his expression regained his composure, "It's okay, just let him rush to see, I want to see what the other party has, my God of War Army hasn't done it yet." ”

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The short-haired man on the mountain rock also seemed to be taken aback by this majestic offensive formation, not that he was afraid, but he felt a little surprised and strange, but he just stretched out his nose to smell whether there was any demonic breath, which was also a habitual action of the disciples of the Qianjia family, how could it provoke this group of Xianbei cavalry to rush over with a roar? Could it be that my action made them angry more than insulting them without food?

Ji Rui scratched her head, turned to look behind her, opened her five fingers, and pressed it down.

The formation of more than 100 people quietly approached, calmly lying behind the mountain col, the arrows were wound, and the knives were unsheathed, which formed a sharp contrast with the noisy shouting and killing in the distance.

Finally, Ji Rui's five fingers pressed into a fist, and struggled to raise it upward, with this action, although it was not very large, but it was enough to cover the arrows of the enemy formation, swishing out, drawing a long arc from bottom to top and falling down, and in a blink of an eye, it fell into the Yan cavalry team that was rushing violently, with a muffled sound, and the corpses of people and horses lay down.

This is Shen Jin's Wu Xing trilogy and the arrow rain of the striker military control string shooter, and Miss Chi Jing of Mingfeng Village is also fortunate to be one of them.

Because the charging formation was too dense, and it was a hasty attack when the stunned mentality had not yet calmed down, this rain of arrows actually caused the Yan cavalry to lose at least nearly a hundred people, compared to the original number of only two or three hundred people and horses, it can be said that nearly half of the casualties, fortunately, the distance of this charge was not long, and the remaining Yan cavalry soon approached the mountain col, and then did not give the other party a chance to shoot a second round, He Lou Dugen shouted loudly, the scimitar in his hand was raised high, and the facial features of the short-haired man became clearer and clearer in his eyes, so clear that he could see a faint smile on the corner of his mouth。

It was precisely because of this faint smile that a trace of doubt arose in He Lou Dugen's heart, in the face of the charge of hundreds of Yan Jing riders, this brown-shirted man who was alone in front of him could not laugh at anything?

The situation has been left to He Lou Dugen to think more, the cavalry has successfully broken through to the front of the mountain pass, Your Highness asked us to destroy the enemy like the strong wind on the grassland, then, let the other party see the onslaught of our Dayan Iron Cavalry like a storm of wind!

The Xianbei knight, who is good at riding and archery, quickly pulled the bowstring, and from the direction where the arrow came from just now, he could predict the hiding position of the opponent's archer, and now is the most suitable counterattack distance, it is time for them to taste the fierceness of the bow and horse.

But the Xianbei knight's bowstring was stopped before it was full, and a group of vigorous figures suddenly appeared on the mountain pass, a strong man in a black coat wearing a copper mask was like a paper kite rising suddenly, leaping up, and the long sword slashed through a dazzling light and shadow, just under one blow, the four or five Xianbei knights who approached the col first were cut throats, and no one could see how the man in the copper mask made a move, leaving only four or five ownerless empty horsemen to flee in panic. This is the Storm Sword of the Remnant-Eyed Ghost Owl Yi Raccoon, and it is just a small test of the knife.

Chaojiehao's arc moon curved sword seemed to swallow the flickering snake letter, Zhai Fei's sudden blade was like a tiger descending the mountain, Yin Jing's jaw and the tattoo between his neck was extremely dazzling, and the dazzling almost covered his strange and unpredictable sword light, the fierce earth and stone burst and scattered, drilling out of the short and thin figure of Guo Feixiong, the two blue short swords had already slashed from the legs of the healthy horse beside him, the war horse neighed, staggered and fell, but the Xianbei knight on the horseback had been killed before falling off the horse.

The outstanding swordsmen of the Great Sima Mansion were the first batch of strength to counterattack, and they were also the most powerful force, and the way of technical attack was almost at the peak, they had no enemy at all--- even He Lou Dugen was no exception.

He Lou Dugen is a tiger general, he can chase the horses on the grassland on foot, he can fight with the bulls, his scimitar can split the hard and cold stone monuments, he firmly believes in his own strength, so his target is the short-haired brown-shirted man on the mountain rock, he hates his laughter, he hates his contemptuous calmness for the grassland warriors. But when he jumped up from his horse and slashed his scimitar viciously at the short-haired man, he saw the short-haired man look of pity.

Mercy is because he knows that he can't hurt himself at all, pity is because he finds him just a mortal who obeys orders, mercy is because he is about to die......

Of course, He Lou Dugen didn't know what the mercy of the short-haired man was for, he could only see the shadow of the black robe flickering, and then a long sword with a dull blade pierced into his chest without any tricks but with great precision, and after a last glance before he died, he saw a man with a graceful bearing caressing the string of crystal pearls on his neck, watching him fall expressionlessly.

The strong wind on the grassland came suddenly but dispersed suddenly, only the dazed and sorrowful war horses were still wandering around on the battlefield, and the brave Xianbei knights became corpses lying on the ground in a blink of an eye, and six men in flowing robes lined up in front of the mountain col, staring coldly at the king of Fudu of the Great Yan Kingdom who had not moved in the distance.

This scene seems familiar, Murong Xuan squinted his eyes slightly, it is indeed those swordsmen who have stabbed Uncle Wang, the incarnation of the ancient divine beast is among them, very good, you are really here.

Han Li attracted all of Murong Xuan's attention, the yellow dog that could talk and curse had been left behind by him, of course, he didn't notice that on the mountain rock, there were a few more figures in brown shirts and short shirts, three men and one woman, one of them was the tallest, and the ugly man with a face half black and half white also looked at him intently.