Da Bong fights more people

Xuanwu heavy cavalry charged.

Wang Chu held up the halberd and shouted:

"Fire arrows!"

Amid the sound of bowstrings, arrows rained down on Feiyan's army.

Li Miaozhen jumped up lightly, using Tianzong's mind to change the trajectory of the arrows, and protect the only remaining two hundred Feiyan troops.

Zhao Bailong clamped his horse's belly and roared:

"Slaughter such a bastard."

Two hundred riders left in the dust, never returning.

Li Miaozhen didn't look at the ending of the Feiyan Army, she stepped on a saber soaring into the sky, and opened her palm towards Wang Chu who came to kill with a halberd.

All of a sudden, Wang Chu's armor, clothes, and shoes betrayed one after another, and they defected to the enemy, or tried to entangle him, or tried to strangle him to please the new master.

Only Wangchu's halberd, which was infused with energy, supported the master as always.

"With your current combat power, I can kill you alone!"

Wang Chu was shocked and tore his armor and clothes.

In the fight just now, he was delighted to find that Li Miaozhen's injuries were not healed. When Li Miaozhen chased him down last time, he could even control the weapon in his hand.

After breaking free from the restraints, Wang Chu galloped wildly in the air, with every kick an air mechanism exploded, making him feel like he was walking on the ground.

He punched out from the air.

Li Miaozhen stepped on a saber and manipulated the flying sword in front of him, and the flying sword flew upside down with the person.

She took advantage of the situation and smashed into the Xuanwu heavy cavalry, and the flying sword was like a chain, shuttling through the Xuanwu heavy cavalry, piercing the armor and killing the enemy.

The armor of the Xuanwu heavy cavalry is strong enough, every time she kills a heavy cavalry, one point of her strength will be consumed.

And the magic power of Taoist monks cannot be compared with the physical strength of warriors.

What's more, she was injured.

Fortunately, the Feiyan army wiped out most of the Xuanwu heavy cavalry, which greatly relieved her pressure. Otherwise, even if she risked her life, she would be very overwhelmed.

"Ding!"

The flying sword stabbed the leader of the basalt heavy cavalry, three points into the armor, and was immediately grasped firmly by the opponent's hands. This fifth-rank martial artist, relying on the body of copper skin and iron bones and the blessing of the heavy armor magic weapon, briefly Contained Feijian.

When the Feiyan army was there, she was no match for her, but now she is alone, how can she deal with the Xuanwu army with [-] cavalry, and the light cavalry with a fourth-rank martial artist?

But she won't go!

I won't let the brothers walk lonely under the nine springs. Since I promised, how can I break my promise.

Everyone in the world knows that Feiyan heroine is anxious for justice, and Feiyan heroine keeps her word!

Li Miaozhen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mist, his fingertips were stained with blood mist, and he drew a twisted talisman between his eyebrows.

Her face withered quickly, but her soul returned to its peak in an instant!

"disease!"

The flying sword, which was three points into the armor and was restrained immobilized, suddenly burst out with a murderous aura soaring to the sky.

A sword through the heart!

The leader of the Xuanwu heavy cavalry fell to the ground with a burst of blood from his chest.

On the other hand, when Li Miaozhen was struggling to kill the enemy with a single sword, Wang Chu was already deceiving him silently. He could not let this opportunity go.

As expected, Wang Chu gave up the halberd, so as not to suffer the backlash of the weapon.

thump thump thump Wang Chu stepped on the ground, turned into an afterimage, successfully approached, and punched Li Miaozhen's back heavily.

Excitement for revenge flashed in his eyes, this punch may not be able to kill Li Miaozhen, but he has succeeded in getting close, and he is fully capable of making Li Miaozhen die without a place to bury him.

But just a second before his fist smashed into Li Miaozhen's back, yes, a second before, Li Miaozhen raised his head and let out a shrill scream.

Wang Chu's brain buzzed, his soul was shaken, and he fell into a brief dizziness.

Li Miaozhen was sent flying by the inertia of the punch, her internal organs ruptured, and she vomited profuse blood.

During this process, the flying sword swung horizontally and vertically, with momentum like a rainbow, reaping the lives of Xuanwu heavy cavalry one after another.

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!

There are only eighty Xuanwu heavy cavalry left.

Li Miaozhen's primordial spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Wang Chu's primordial spirit quickly stabilized, he was not afraid of Li Miaozhen taking the opportunity to attack and kill with a flying sword, but Wang Chu was shocked and angry when he glanced at the Xuanwu heavy cavalry who had suffered heavy losses.

Nearly [-]% of the five hundred basalt heavy cavalry lost in the battle, even if he took Li Miaozhen's head, the general would probably give him a good look.

"Since you, Li Miaozhen, want to die, then I will help you!"

Wang Chu's face was grim.

Li Miaozhen stepped on the flying knife and stood in the air, her eyes suddenly became transparent, looking down at him indifferently:

"I still have a sword!"

Her hair bun exploded, and the strands of hair flung upward and around, with distinct strands.

Her primordial spirit is blazing, consuming life every second, rushing to die.

Feijian came by itself and hovered in front of her.

Li Miaozhen sprayed blood on the blade of the sword, dyeing the magic weapon passed down to her by her master with a miserable red light.

"go with!"

she said softly.

Feijian whizzed away, but Li Miaozhen closed her eyes and didn't look at the result.

Because it doesn't matter anymore.

It's just a pity that she can only do this step, and she can't kill all the enemy troops.