The horse's hooves were hurried, as if they were stepping on boundless wind and fire under their feet. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info A figure in a red cloak jumped off the horse, and the big gun of the second zhang with a whistling wind crossed in front of the little prince of the Jin Dynasty and his party. The figure was light and agile, with a scorching flame in the eyes revealed by the corners of its eyebrows, and before facing the group of people who were stopped by him, he straightened the dragon mask that hung diagonally on his head.

"Who are you?"

Wan Yankang did not come forward, the person who came was not good, his noble little prince naturally would not risk his life, and the question was that he recruited high rollers from the rivers and lakes of the Northland, known as Black Yama in the rivers and lakes, and was good at using a meteor hammer. But how can such a small role attract Aya's attention, she is a peerless fierce general called "Phoenix Fire" by the wolf king on the grassland, and she doesn't know how many of these miscellaneous fish she has killed.

Aya, who was wearing the mask of the evil dragon, gently and skillfully put the big gun on her shoulder, and she was slow to take a step, precisely because she was going to inform the little prince of the Jin Dynasty that he was at the foot of the mountain, and to make this scene of blame to be true. She doesn't care about any tricks with these scumbags, years of military conquest have already grinded decisiveness into her soul, and even if her horse is faster, she only has a quarter of an hour, how can it be wasted.

Without speaking, Aya held the gun flat, and Zhangji's big gun was secretly lurking in her hand, like a phoenix about to fly. The guns were red, and the people were also red, and in the midst of the fire, the shadows of the guns like a flock of birds flying dazzled everyone's eyes.

They are as if they have seen a phoenix soaring out of the fire! so blazing, so scorching, I am afraid that it is the world's No. 1 Chongyang Patriarch, and they can't use the innate momentum of martial arts to be so powerful and strong, this is the red military momentum, it is the iron cavalry that is sweeping the world is assaulting, moving forward bravely, and not retreating until death!

What kind of marksmanship is this! None of the shadows of the guns in the sky were empty, and each shadow of the guns passed through a person's chest, bringing out a rain of blood scattered in the sky. In the midst of this bright red rain of blood, Aya walked indifferently, her target was the person hiding in the car, and she wanted to use her big gun to pierce the man's heart. Not for anything else, just for the northland that she has fought to protect for so many years.

The reason for killing the other party is extraordinarily simple and extraordinarily powerful.

Because, I am Han and you are Jin.

The killing intent was all contained in the big gun, and Aya ignored the trash fish that had been pierced through her chest by her own gun, because she knew that those people were dead. And in addition to the little prince of the Jin Dynasty, there was also a strong enemy lurking in this car.

A faint sandalwood slowly escaped from the car, provoking Aya's already gathered killing intent, but Aya didn't pay attention to it. At this time, the curtain on the car suddenly opened, and the two people who were originally hidden in the car suddenly showed their figures.

Aya saw the middle-aged scribe sitting in front of the panicked little prince of the Jin Dynasty, the look on his face and the posture of sitting upright were as majestic and solemn as a mountain, showing the aura of a master. The other party didn't seem to care about the powerful martial arts that Aya showed, just sat upright, waiting for something.

An unnatural flush suddenly flashed on Aaya's face shrouded in the dragon's mask, and her eyes, which had been slightly reddened, turned into flames. She sneered, but she didn't understand the shape at all, and still maintained a posture of holding a gun.

"Has the medicinal power entered the body? Little girl, this is the treasure of my Elysium Palace, the forbidden medicine known as the Pure Land of Bliss. If you are caught now, the antidote will be given to you later. The middle-aged scribe spoke, a smile on his face that could not be suppressed. However, as if he was afraid of something, the scribe did not get up, but still sat upright and threatened: "Little girl, why are you so troubled?" As long as you inhale a little bit of this Pure Land of Bliss, within three moments, your whole body will be dancing and falling into madness. At your age, it is not easy to achieve such martial arts achievements, so why practice yourself like this. ”

This scribe is worthy of the background of the Bliss Palace, and the low-ninth rate moves are hidden under the gentle and elegant appearance, if it weren't for Aya, I'm afraid that if it were a different person, most of them would be confused by his clever words.

It's a pity that Aya is unmoved, the other party is waiting for the drug to attack, why is she not waiting. After a few more words of nonsense that the other party thought had succeeded, Aya heard the neighing of her mount, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the robes coming from the group.

"Little girl, I advise ・・・・・・"

Staring at the big gun that had already pierced his chest, the middle-aged scribe couldn't believe his eyes, didn't this girl have been hit by her own secret medicine. How so?

"Noise. Aya sneered and pulled back the big gun, her wrist shook slightly, and the dirty blood stuck to the barrel of the gun scattered in all directions, and there was no trace left. She didn't want her love to be stained with such disgusting blood, and she would have nightmares at night.

Looking at the little prince of the Jin Dynasty, who had been frightened into tears, Aya carefully distinguished the sound of the sword unsheathed at the waist of the Quanzhen Sect Taoist priests who rushed behind him. Closing his eyes and silently calculating for a moment, Aya's big gun swept away, directly sweeping the little prince of the Jin Dynasty towards the Quanzhen disciples who were surrounding themselves in a posture.

This is a great gift, and I hope you will take it well.

Aya muttered silently in her heart, and then the tip of the spear slammed into the ground, and with the huge force of the rebound, she directly flew over the encirclement of the Quanzhen disciple and fell back on her mount outside the encirclement. She pushed the dragon mask onto her forehead and let out a long, loud hiss in the direction of Junnan Mountain. The hiss was incomparably loud, but it seemed to be restrained by the invisible but steel-solid internal qi, and went straight to the top of Zhongnan Mountain in the clouds, and finally suddenly resounded in the clouds, turbulent with stratus clouds floating in the mountains. She's informing her best friend that her mission is complete and it's up to him next.

These Quanzhen disciples are all ordinary disciples of three generations, and they are all concentrating on martial arts and cultivation on Zhongnan Mountain on weekdays, where have they seen such a bloody and strange battle. When they reacted, Aya had already ridden away, and the gift swept out by Aya's spear was also accurately strung on the sword of an extremely immature Dao Tong, and the extremely resentful and distorted face really scared this Dao boy who had not yet set foot in the rivers and lakes to the point that his face was colorless, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he collapsed to the ground.

Of course, this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that the army of the Jin people is also about to arrive at this embarrassing time, and it just so happens that this incomparably coincidental scene is in the eyes. Now, however, the yellow mud fell into the crotch of his pants, and a hundred mouths could not be described.