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The gray shadow approached the tower in an instant, and it did not jump, but only wrapped around the four giant wooden legs, flickering with the light of the knife. The entire watchtower collapsed with a bang.

The Khotanese Zoroastrian Master had no choice but to interrupt his spell casting, and jumped down - what was more terrible than falling to death was that all that was waiting for him below was indifferent eyes and a bloodthirsty cold knife.

The special-shaped short knife enters the blade from the national teacher's essence, picks up diagonally, passes through the dantian, small intestine, left kidney and spleen, and passes by in an instant - and is only responsible for the opening of the knife, not for the sutures. The whole entrail gushed out jubilantly, and buckled to the earth with irrepressible freedom.

The national teacher sat down in the sand, fearless of death, tightly grasped the blade of the knife that was about to leave his body, and used all his strength to release the secret method, a line of divine consciousness quickly swam on the body of the bitter master, and the information returned made him shake off his hand, "You-you are not...... You are ......"

The last words were not finished after all, and the soul abandoned its skin and left, leaving only an endless aftertaste for others to ponder.

The death of the national teacher seems to be a temporary rest. The man in gray pinned his foot and habitually shook the blood bead of the blade. Fang Shi exhaled a long breath held in his chest, and in the cold winter night of the desert, this white mist was enough, three points longer than the holy spear of Pusila.

He slowly tilted his neck and shook his head violently, clicking! Immediately after the heel exerts force, the individual wave is flipped from the bottom up, and the gala la la - resets each large vertebrae.

After adjusting the full set, he inhaled slowly and turned his gaze to the enemy chieftain......

Edi Niang!!

Wherever the gaze swept by, the soldiers all flinched and dodged, whether it was the Khotanese army or the sudden cavalry Shi Xiang's horse.

Just now, the people were in a good time, and none of the hundreds of people here took the opportunity to attack, they were frightened, the hearts of the people were scattered, and the team was not easy to lead.

It's no wonder that the blood on this ground has not dried up, and the corpses are connected in a line, and the continuous horror of his knife stabbing people is even better than the shocking crit of the Valkyrie just now. After all, not everyone has the feeling of blowing up corpses, but most of these soldiers have been knifed, so it is easier to empathize.

It's too fast...... Sulu Khan is also a hero in the sword, he didn't see the other party's shot clearly in the Star Picking Tower, but he had seen enough just now. Why so fast? He summed it up secretly -- this guy, there is no superfluous action. It's all one-hit kills, or even one-hit kills! Whether the arm is sent out or withdrawn, it takes a life. In order to save time, the arm was never even straightened, and the attack distance was shortened by the indomitable pace. He understands all these truths, but he can't do them.

The king of Khotan, who lost his horse, hid behind his personal guards, although he had not moved, his sweat had already wet his leather robe. But he didn't feel cold, because his heart was eight degrees lower than his epidermis.

How to deal with such a "big demon"?

The man in gray has found the Khan of Sulu on horseback, and his eyes have been locked since then. Accelerated past......

"Arrows, arrows, arrows—" Sulu shouted as if stung by a wasp, turning his horse's head and fleeing. In addition to the accompanying escorts, the other Turkic elite horsemen ran in large circles, keeping a distance from the gray-clothed men, and launched a ranger shooting tactic.

This reminded Wei Chi Guan, and he also secretly waved to his lieutenant, and everyone got on their horses and began to run away in the opposite direction. It is necessary to take advantage of the opportunity of the other party to chase and kill Sulu to escape! At such a time, there is no righteousness to speak of.

The Grey Man locked on to Sulu, i.e., there was nothing else to do. Walk in a straight line through a chaotic rain of arrows, fast or slow, dodging arrows only with rhythmic changes, but never a moment of stagnation or retreat.

When a Turkic horseman saw that his back was on him, the door was wide open, and he dared to drive the horse to speed up the impact, and the horse's hooves were raised - the gray shadow was gone, and the knight was waiting for the fox to be suspicious, and some comrades had already shouted, "Behind you!"

How dare you look back, your legs between the belly of the horse and the horse's belly slammed forward, trying to break away from the monster. This horse has good explosiveness, and its instantaneous acceleration is comparable to that of a Dao master.

In the blink of an eye, he ran out of more than twenty feet, and the spirit rider felt a little calmer, and quickly turned his head to look at the sky, the gray shadow spread out, like a leaf clinging to the horse's tail and floating in the air. He was leading him in the direction of the evacuation of Sulu Khan.

His behavior of riding for free was noticed, and the gray shadow did not apologize, and with a sharp pull of his hand, his body immediately fell behind the saddle, and in the desperate eyes of the other party, he easily completed the throat cutting action. Then he swept the half-dead body that was still desperately angry off the horse, and completed the process of changing hands of the war horse.

Obviously, unlike the previous owner, he still has a complaint about the horse's super explosive power, the tip of the knife quickly pierced two shallow holes in the tip of the horse's ear and the left buttocks, as the blood splashed, the horse's fatigue disappeared in an instant, and the horsepower increased to its peak state, like the wind passing through the gap, rapidly approaching the back of Sulu Khan.

Ten zhang, eight zhang, five zhang...... The guards in charge of the palace heard the sound of hooves, first opened their bows and then turned - trying to shoot down the deadly kite.

"Collapse!" the bowstring snapped, and the other party raised his hand and waved, startling the guards! Fortunately, the short knife did not fly out, but the knife wind arrived. The arrow, which had just left the bow, was unbiased, and was accurately cut in two from the center of the arrow cluster, and flew diagonally to the sides.

However, the sword wind was still not exhausted, and the horn short bow was broken longitudinally, and the four fingers of the guard holding the bow were like flying carrots, scattered on the ground.

There was no screaming as expected, though the guard did intend to do so—he half-twisted, mouth wide open, and watched as his entire bowed left arm split through the middle, and the huge crack spread all the way to his neck, before finally stopping. No more, no less, no big, not too small, just enough to kill him.

This precise control caused the guards to die at the last second with enough respect. The body fell under the horse and was dragged by the stirrups.

As soon as he swung the sword, the man in gray no longer looked at him, and swept past him briskly, leaving only the dust from the horse's hooves to splash on his face.

Catch up with another, with a knife, and catch up with another, with a knife......

In the eyes of the remaining guards looking back, they had already resolutely waved away the desire to escape. Everyone has only one hope: who will be the first to win the honor of being killed by two knives?

No one.

When the last of the guards fell from his horse, the Sulu Khan, who was leaning over and galloping at the front, had fallen into despair.

At this moment, the sky will be five drums, and the horizon is white.

The eastern foot of Mingsha Mountain, known as Sanwei Mountain, countless warp holes are being excavated, scaffolding stands on the hillside, stones are everywhere, and all kinds of winches and buckets are stacked at will. The scale of the project in the Sui and Tang dynasties is far greater than the number of relics left in later generations.

A row of earthen mud huts appeared in front of him, and Sulu Khan, who was panicked, slammed his horse's head into the door panel as thin as a crispy cake, startling a large number of craftsmen who were sleeping soundly.

He rolled his saddle and dismounted, quickly grabbed an old man with a white beard, put his arm around his shoulder, and hooked the scimitar at his Adam's apple! Perhaps, this monster doesn't kill the Tang people? He decided to take a gamble. He knew that most of the people living in these sheds were skilled craftsmen recruited from the mainland, who had worked here for many years, and some of them had never left a step in their lives.

"Don't come in, or I'll kill everyone in the house!" the roar was intense, but it did exude uncontrollable madness.

This scoundrel method actually works-

The man in gray dismounted at the dusty door of the shed and did not go any further. The war horse he had just snatched suddenly stopped galloping, and finally realized the reality of his blood loss, and fell to the ground with a bang, convulsed, showing a state of complete detachment, and the overdraft was too great.

These trivial matters do not seem to attract the attention of the gray-clothed man in the slightest. He took out a stone from his own tube and slammed the edge of the shaped short knife three times. He slowly picked up the stone, raised the short knife, and squinted at the morning light in the east......

Poof, a breath of white gas erupted, and the stone chips and metal powder at the blade were scattered at the same time, like stars twinkling, and they were sprinkled into the wilderness.

"I warn you!Don't come in!Turn around and leave!," Sulu's scimitar was held in a trembling hand, and it was inevitable that it could not be grasped steadily, and it had already scratched the old man's dry flesh, and a drop of black and red blood slowly oozed out.

"Good man, spare your life......" the long-bearded old man almost squeezed this plea out of his throat.

Outside the door, the gray-clothed man snorted violently in his nostrils, as if he was keenly aware of the subtle bloody aura. He actually frowned, which was an expression of emotion that he had never seen before. Isn't there enough blood that has just been seen, heard, and made along the way?

Hardly anyone would have felt that he had any reason to throw a mouse-trap - except for Zhang Liao, who had just been silently hidden.

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Zhang Liao broke up with Pu Xila, ran all the way to the north gate of Dunhuang, and without stopping, he directly stepped on two volleys and climbed the four-zhang high city wall. In the fierce shouting of the defenders, a "big-eared thunder" was struck, and the white lantern in the corner tower was directly blown away.

Under the frightened gaze of the defenders on the left and right, a cloud of sand and dust immediately rolled up on the horizon outside the city, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer.

Zhang Liao turned around and roared, "General Guo Ziyi of the Tianyue Army of the Tang Anxi Protectorate is here, and those who dare to stop it will be punished as a rebellion!" This fox fake tiger power was very effective, and the defenders looked at each other, doubted, and slowly lowered the spear in their hands.

The gate of the city that never sleeps was not closed, and Cao Li Guangbi led the two hundred Tianyue light horses, drove straight in, and successfully drove into Dunhuang!

On the street of the city gate, looking at the defenders gathered around him, Li Guangbi held up the fish talisman high, "General Guo's command! Where is the black tooth Songyan of the city lord of Dunhuang?"

Someone pointed to the tallest building in the city that was brightly lit, "The lord of the city is feasting on the stars in the stargaz......

"No," a black cloud fell from the city, and a tall figure stepped forward, "The city lord is probably more than lucky, he colluded with the king of Khotan, and the banquet has been taken away by a mysterious person." ”

When Li Guangbi saw Zhang Liao again, he was surprised and delighted, "Shangxian, what kind of mysterious person?

Suddenly, a guard ran in the distance, shouting, "The lord of the city has returned to the west—someone has assassinated him!"

Li Guangbi once again held up the fish talisman, "The defenders of Dunhuang listened to the order, immediately all the troops were dispatched by our department, the four gates were locked, the whole city searched for the Khotanese rebels, took the king of Khotan, and promoted the officials." Violators, behead!"

"Stay at the south gate and don't close-" Zhang Liao pressed Xiao Li's saddle to ride Cao, "The mysterious man chased and killed Wei Chi and went south! Pu Xila also went, let's chase after it!"