Brother Yelu Liu took Huo Yan and Xiao Li, and led a thousand men and horses to turn around to face Li Fengyun. The www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion had just put on a posture when they suddenly saw a large number of routed troops rushing towards them.

Brother Yelu Liu was shocked and shouted urgently: "Those who collide with the military formation will be killed!"

The thousand Khitan iron horsemen who were waiting behind him shouted in unison: "Those who rush into the military formation will be killed!"

But where can those defeated soldiers manage so much, followed by a blood-clothed demon, who ran a little slower, was rushed up by Li Fengyun and cut off his head with a knife, where can he care about whether he can rush into the army formation at this moment?

Brother Yelu Liu was furious and shouted: "Prepare with bows and arrows, those who flee fifty steps before the formation will be killed!"

A thousand Khitan iron horsemen did not dare to disobey the order, each took off his bow and arrow, put the arrow on the bow, and shouted loudly in unison: "Those who flee into the front thirty steps of the formation will be killed!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" the blood-clothed demon is coming!" the rout shouted and rushed towards Yelu Liuge's army formation without hesitation.

"Shoot!" More than a thousand eagle feathers flew into the sky like locusts and shot straight towards the rout.

In an instant, I saw blood splashing, screams everywhere, and more than one white Khitan rout army was shot to the ground by this array of eagle feathers.

The defeated army behind couldn't help but hold on to the reins, scolding and scolding incessantly, but they didn't dare to rush forward, and stood there for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Take the arrow!" Brother Yelu Liu shouted again, "Those who rush into the military formation will be killed!"

"Those who collide with the military formation will be killed! Quickly bypass the military formation from both sides and reorganize the formation behind the military formation. "Thousands of people drank together.

Only then did the rout army come to their senses, and they scattered and fled, going around from both sides to behind Yelu Liuge's military formation, and reorganizing the army in a chaotic manner.

In fact, the two thousand defeated troops, Li Fengyun and others were killed by less than 100 people, only because the master was beheaded, the Khitan soldiers were too afraid of Li Fengyun, and Li Fengyun was chiseled back and forth, completely disrupting his formation, which led to the collapse of the two thousand Khitan iron cavalry.

Li Fengyun, who was chasing after the Khitan rout, suddenly found that the Khitan rout was suddenly divided into two groups, and a waiting military formation appeared in front of him, hurriedly strangled the reins, beckoned the two hundred elite horsemen behind him to stop, and turned his head sideways to the crazy monk beside him: "The trick of inverting the bead curtain doesn't seem to work!"

The mad monk laughed and said: "The Khitan Iron Cavalry is strictly disciplined, how can this trick work again and again? Rectify the military formation, charge with an arrow formation, and break through this enemy army as soon as possible." ”

Li Fengyun turned around and shouted, "Arrow formation preparation!"

The two hundred cavalry behind him were all selected elite soldiers of a hundred battles, and when they heard this, they immediately lined up their arrow formations and prepared their shields.

"Pierce the chisel!" Li Fengyun shouted, brandishing his double knives to kill the general.

The mad monk followed, protecting his left side, Ding Hu protecting Li Fengyun's right side, and the two hundred elite horses formed a dense arrow formation and went straight towards the Khitan army formation.

Brother Yelu Liu deserves to be a fierce general who has been in battle for a long time, and he is not chaotic at all, and shouts: "Fifty steps, cluster shooting!"

The cavalry used a riding bow, which was far less powerful than the foot bow, but it was better to fire arrows on the back of a light, galloping horse. However, the killing range of the riding bow is only about fifty paces, and no matter how far it goes, it has no lethality.

"Whoosh" is more than 1,000 carved feathers flying up, and the world is dark.

However, unlike those routs, Li Fengyun, a two-hundred-man elite horseman, was equipped with shields, and had already prepared, shooting bows and arrows at the Khitans, and raising their shields one after another.

But there were still more than a dozen people who were shot by arrows, and seven or eight people were shot off their horses.

There were only three arrows in battle, and it was against the galloping cavalry, Brother Yelu Liu saw that the effect was not good, threw away the riding bow in his hand, pointed forward with his sword, and shouted: "Rush!"

Cavalry matchup, formation and speed are very important, Yelu Liu Brother is obviously unwilling to give up speed in order to kill and injure a few more Jin troops, and in an instant, a thousand Khitan iron cavalry lined up in a neat line and rushed towards Li Fengyun.

The two armies clashed, and a wave of blood was set off in front of the battle, Li Fengyun brandished two treasure knives, almost one by one, and quickly cut into the Khitan army formation, and no one could stop him.

Brother Yelu Liu had already noticed Li Fengyun, pointed at Li Fengyun, and shouted at Xiao Li and Huoyan: "Kill him!"

I saw two figures flash out from Brother Yelu Liu's side, flying over everyone's heads, and rushing straight towards Li Fengyun. It was Xiao Li and Huo Yan.

"It's a good time!" the mad monk shook his robe, jumped up from the horse, and greeted him, Ding Bao hurried two steps when he saw this, stepped forward to take the position of the mad monk, and firmly protected Li Fengyun's left side.

Huo Yan saw that the big-headed monk beside Li Fengyun suddenly jumped up and greeted them, knowing that he must be a first-class master, he was overjoyed, he was unwilling to kill Li Fengyun, seeing this opportunity, he was willing to let it go, and hurriedly shouted to Xiao Li: "This monk is handed over to me, you go and kill Li Fengyun!"

With that, Huo Yan swept straight towards the mad monk, and slapped his palm towards the mad monk's big fat head.

The mad monk smiled: "The head of the big-headed monk is not allowed to be touched casually!" raised his hand to face the palm of the flame.

Between the lightning and flint, the two palms intersected, and the two Khitan iron horsemen at the soles of the two snorted muffled, bleeding from the seven orifices, and even the people and horses fell to the ground softly, and suddenly lost their breath.

Huo Yan was also uncomfortable, only to feel a fierce True Yuan invade his body, and his Southern Soul Away Fire True Yuan couldn't resist it, and it collapsed with one blow.

With a bad scream, Huo Yan opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, hurriedly turned over and retreated, kicked over several Khitan cavalry one after another, and hid in the crowd.

This monk's martial arts are at least several times higher than that of the gambling overlord She Pocai, where are there so many first-class masters around Li Fengyun? It seems that you can't fight with him, you can only fight with him. ”

The flame ran Zhenyuan to suppress the internal injury, and jumped up again, looking around for the traces of the big-headed monk, and saw the big-headed monk flying straight towards Xiao Li, and a big hand was pressing Xiao Li's back.

That Xiao Li obviously sensed that someone was sneaking up, and hurriedly turned around and raised his palms to greet him.

Huo Yan was startled, and was about to open his mouth to remind, but it was too late, and the two palms struck each other, only to see Xiao Li spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body smashed straight towards Li Fengyun.

Unfortunately, Li Fengyun and Xiao Li attacked him just now, and the crazy monk was not around, so he had no choice but to use the trick "Fengyun Qi", only to see a gust of wind suddenly rise, thousands of broken clouds flew wildly, and more than ten Khitan iron horsemen around screamed miserably, and were cut into a pile of minced meat by the storm and cloud shadow.

Xiao Li knew the benefits of this move, and he didn't dare to resist it, so he hurriedly jumped away, who expected that the mad monk would arrive just in time, beat him to a serious injury with one palm, and sent him back to Li Fengyun's knife.

Listening to the sound of the "puff puff" sword entering the body, Xiao Li screamed, poor generation of martial arts masters, who died under Li Fengyun's knife so inexplicably.