The hexagonal structure of the Star Picking Tower is actually a tall tower. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info was just taken over by the powerful and became a "high-level club" - this is Zhang Liao's perception. At this moment, he was standing fifty meters outside the tower with Pusira, looking up at the layers of lights.

Since the man in gray entered with a full team of spring, there was no sound. Zhang Liao tried his best to let go of the directional scanning of his divine sense.

After a few short exclamations, suddenly from the seventh floor of the tower, two black shadows broke out of the window, and in the background of the deep and dark sky, like two frightened night birds, the sleeves of their robes swelled, and they fell sharply downward!

Pusira's eyes seemed unaffected by the darkness, her eyes flashing with blue light, "It's not him, it's not him." "What she calls him is naturally a mysterious gray man.

The two black shadows fell to the ground almost simultaneously, rolling several times in succession, unloading the impact. One of them shouted, "Howl deeply—prepare your horses!" and the guards under the tower immediately began to riot. The other person immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Yu Khotan Erlang will go with me!"

Two squads were split from the group of guards and the horses were sent aboard. The two men rolled over their horses, looked at each other, and nodded heavily. Immediately the reins were raised, and they rushed out in one direction.

The two teams of guards were small in number, a total of sixteen people, and they followed their masters closely, and all of them jumped off on horseback.

The few people who stayed in place, not knowing what was happening upstairs, rushed to the tower with a whirl.

Zhang Liao looked at Pu Sila, "It's Wei Chi Guan, you can't let him escape! You go to the corner tower of the city gate to extinguish a lantern and call General Xiao Li to support." I continued the pursuit. ”

Pusira glared, "Extinguish the lantern and go." I was born to fight—" Before the words could be spoken, the man jumped out and pursued him directly south.

Leaving the silly boy alone in place, "This girl...... It's too wild. ”

There was a chaotic shouting in the tower, and the crowd that had just poured in retreated backwards. There were people on the inside who kept falling, one after the other, and there was no time to make a sound.

Finally, a gray humanoid harvester stopped ten meters outside the door, and one person at the foot of the next step, lying or lying or curled up, continued from here to the stairs inside the tower - dozens of guards were wiped out. In the moonlight, the plasma is like ink, converging into a viscous river, and the smell is sky-high.

More than a dozen naked women trembled and walked out of the star-picking tower on tiptoe from between the gaps in the corpses. The gray-clothed man shook the beads of blood from the dagger and sheathed it. Pointing to the ground, he said, "You have stripped them of their clothes and put them on." Go to the wine shop in the west of the city to find Qinglian. He will keep you safe. ”

After saying that, he whistled, summoned a white dromedary from the darkness, saddled it, and chased south without hurry.

When Zhang Liao saw this scene, he felt a little relieved - this person was poisonous and soft-hearted, and he was definitely not a villain. Pusira should be fine with his help. Then he turned and ran towards the north gate......

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Fifty miles to the east of the south of Dunhuang City, at the eastern foot of Mingsha Mountain, the long hills across the sand sea - Mogao Grottoes, is here.

Wei Chi Ju and Su Lu both fled here, and immediately disrupted the brightly lit military camp. The remnants of the Khotanese army and the Turk Shixiang Horse Regiment were drinking and talking by the bonfire, when they suddenly saw the masters returning in embarrassment, they all shouted loudly, drew their swords and guns and got up to respond.

These two groups of men and horses, totaling more than 600 people. Two ring formations were placed, each protecting the king in the circle. The tip of the knife is unanimous and waits for the enemy with full attention......

After a while, a slender figure appeared on the sand dune, and it was actually on foot. Looking at the silhouette in the night, with a bee's waist and long legs, convex and backward - someone exclaimed in amazement, "It's a woman! ”

With this voice, all 600 people turned around to look at the two masters, and their eyes were clearly saying-"What are you doing? Being chased by a woman like this?...... face is all lost."

The soldiers of the Western Regions are like wolves, worshipping power since ancient times, and only believing in the invincible code of the wolf king. If you find that the wolf king is old, you will immediately abandon it and choose a new king.

This gaze was like a swarm of bees, and Wei Chi and Su Lu said in unison, "Day, it's not this woman! It's a man, you all look around!"

Just as the warriors looked beyond the woman and looked around. The woman stopped and raised her arms—she was now forty feet away from the king of Khotan.

After the bright light, a golden spear appeared in his hand, and Pusira leaned back to the long back, slowly stretched into the shape of a bow to the maximum, and then thundered again, and at the same time, the spear was thrown—

Squeak - a sharp roar accompanied by a slight trembling spear body opened a golden zipper to the night.

Almost everyone saw the blow, but no one could react correctly – not too late, but a collective choice!

Looking at the trajectory, this golden line was rushed to Wei Chi, and the eight Khotanese soldiers in front of him quickly raised their shields in parallel, and they arrived as soon as they raised their spears. Peng –

No one could see the specific details, from the king of Khotan who was sitting on a horse to the Khotanese soldier who was the first in the front row of the horse, there were seven people in the middle, all of whom fell into the bursting snow and mist!

The red was so fine that it was almost insensible when sprinkled on the others, but the fragments of the iron shield and the dregs of bone and skin were very lethal - they quickly embedded in the bodies of dozens of soldiers around them like shrapnel, and they cried out in a ball.

Eight men plus a horse, all blown up.

In the eyes of the Khan of Sulu, who was not far away, the word "fried" was very accurate.

The golden spear was not blocked by eight large shields lined up in a row, nor did it simply skewer meat, but carried the power of the tip of the spear, carrying the arc-shaped qi waves that were constantly pressurized along the way, killing ghosts and demons when encountering demons, and destroying everything ahead of them!

Wei Chi Yan flew into the air in an instant, and then fell to the ground with the qi waves, and the soldiers in front of him and the horses under his buttocks just now were completely gone. Only the scarlet all reminded him that this was not a dream. It's a nightmare.

In fact, the effect was unexpected by both parties. On the sand dunes, the second knight of the French Templar Society, the eldest grandmother hand-picked by Benedict of the Holy See, the "Valkyrie" Joan of Arc?? Miss Pusira put her right hand in front of her eyes in surprise and looked at it repeatedly, "Wow, the attack method of the Oriental Artifact Fantian Seal has given me a lot of inspiration! How many years have passed, and the Holy Light Spear has finally gone one step further...... It seems that only the baptism of life and death can inspire enlightenment. ”

At this moment, she was in high spirits, and her fighting spirit was almost solid.

The 600 soldiers in the barracks were in an uproar. Battles are fought almost every day, and death is as common as maggots. But this level of offense - how to break?

The panic was like a dark cloud, enveloping the entire barracks. Even the campfire dimmed a little.

Only a long-bearded man in a white hat and black robe escaped from his predicament, silently climbed the wooden watchtower and raised a golden ring to the crescent moon.

This is not the first day of junior high school, nor is it the fifteenth. The moon has only golden teeth, and it reflects very little sunlight to the earth. But this limited resource was immediately captured by the golden ring, and within a circle of five miles around, it instantly darkened. All the rays are captured in one fell swoop!

Of course, none of this escaped Pusila's eyes, this is the fierce enemy! She raised her right arm again, and grabbed it towards the sky—well, no, for the first time, the golden spear did not condense in her hand.

I'll catch, I'll catch again, I'll scratch and scratch...... A jade hand opened and closed in the air for half a day, and returned in vain.

On the sentry tower, the national teacher of the Zhotanese Sect chanted a scripture, and the runes on the golden ring took over the shining, and the momentum was completed, so he shouted in a low voice, "If you want light, I will give it to you." ”

The light in his hand skyrocketed, and the little sun formed again, poof—fiery rays as thick as arms, erupting into the sand dunes.

Only then did Pusira realize that this evil Zoroastrian actually used the same source of energy as her—sunlight. In this dark night, the sunlight that the moon can refract is already extremely limited, and he was the first to cast a spell to intercept the stream, and he took the lead in this round. He lost his energy source and fell into great passivity.

Everywhere the ray went, the entire sand dune was instantly surrounded by blue fire, which spread and burned rapidly from the outside to the inside—the fine sand srustled in the flames, and countless scorpions hastily burrowed out of the sand and immediately turned to ashes. Wherever the strange fire passed, the yellow sand turned into white sand, shimmering with siliconized essence.

This strange fire, unlike the one in Anxi Urn City, is not a simple circle, but forms a spherical flame cover, which locks Pu Qian in the middle, no matter how sudden it is, it will inevitably stick to the flames - and once it is touched, it can't be shaken off until it turns to ashes.

Pusira felt the heat beneath her feet, even more intense than the air around her. This is indeed a spherical spell, and the path of the earth escape is broken......

The scene is reversed in an instant, forming a dead end.

The Valkyrie shook her long body, emitted the mana all over her body, and resisted the pressure of the strange fire without dead ends. Blatantly using his own storage to counter the endless energy borrowed from the Zoroastrian weapon.

Two invisible forces collided violently, making a creaking and grinding sound, and although the strange fire was not close, Pusila's consciousness had already been damaged!

In just two breaths, his own mana has been burned out, and the only thing that continues to rise is that unyielding will.

The Zoroastrian national teacher urged the golden ring mercilessly, but a trace of admiration gradually appeared on his face—he had never seen someone condense his will into substantial energy and make effective resistance! These heretics from the Catholic Church really have some ways to ......

It's a pity, at the end of the crossbow, a few more breaths, and she can only sacrifice her own flesh and skin to the great supreme god Ahura?? Mazda ...... Goodbye, beauty.

As soon as this thought was raised, it was interrupted by a ghostly white camel. It was a dromedary, thinner than the native Bactrian camel, but with long limbs, good endurance, and good running. Mostly from Babylon and Persia, they were rarely used to carry goods, and were usually used in arenas for the nobles to gamble.

At this moment, a gray-clothed man sitting on top of it arched up from the sand nest of Moon Lake, saw this life-and-death scene, and immediately launched an attack.

Originally, he calmly and swayed to urge the camel to chase after him. Now, he had turned into a gray shadow, ghostly across a distance of more than 100 meters, and directly broke into the defensive circle.

In the face of six hundred soldiers, his footsteps did not stop at all, a line of sword light flashed intensively in the gray shadow, and the blockers in front of him were harvested in an instant like leeks.

There are no earth-shattering spells, and there is no great weapon to slaughter thousands of people in one blow, just like that—harvest diligently and unequally, like a skilled farmer.

No thinking, no hesitation, no pity.