Mortal Mage

"I can let you go." Ye Yu stared at Wang Wan'er intently, then turned around abruptly, raised the Overlord Spear with one hand, pointed it proudly at the group of Feather Guards around him, and said mockingly, "But the little girl has to stay!"

The Feather Guards looked at each other.

"kill!"

A captain suddenly shouted.

Seven or eight hundred people raised their swords and surrounded and killed Xiang Yeyu.

"Little girl, wait for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yu raised the Overlord Spear and soared into the sky.

The cold air in the gun began to show, and he rushed down with the Overlord Gun, throwing out the cold air in the gun at the same time.

"Boom!"

A cold light flashed in the gun, and a blazing white light leaked out from the tip of his gun. Wherever the blazing light went, it cut through the shoulder of the leading warhorse. The neck and head above the shoulder of the warhorse were separated from the horse's body, and were thrown away by the inertia of the rapid charge.

The power of the blazing light weakened slightly, and it cut through the horse's back and continued to fly through the soldier's waist on horseback. The soldier's body was thrown out almost at the same time as the horse's head. The horse's head and neck and the soldier's upper body crashed sideways into the snow together, and the bright red blood dyed his companions around him red.

At the same time, he continued to lean back and lift the spear shaft, then crossed his spear arm, sweeping and spinning while circling and running, like a lion pouncing on a flock of sheep, and charging into the formation.

The gun light flickered in the formation. His body movement was like a dragon and his gun skills were like a dragonfly. Wherever he pointed, he hit the vital points, and wherever he stepped, he was steady.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Bu!"

As his figure passed by, he heard three sounds of weapons clashing. Looking back, he saw that the captain of the Lingyu Guard who had shouted charge had been killed.

The light of his gun flashed in the formation like stars in the night sky, and his steps were sometimes as steady as mountains and rivers, and sometimes as flowing as a stream.

"Hey!"

He let out a deep shout, leaned back to avoid a cavalryman's flying sword, and swung the Overlord Spear in his hand again.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" As he leaned back, the front hooves of the three war horses were cut off by him like cutting grass. The war horses let out a mournful cry, fell sideways, and the three cavalrymen on them crashed into a snow pit.

"Hit! Hit! Hit!" Like ordering soldiers and generals, three shots were fired in a flash, one pierced the heart, one into the throat, and one into the skull.

In a blink of an eye, his feet were covered in mud.

But it was the warm blood that spilled on the snow, melting the snow and soaking the soil.

In front of him were broken limbs and scattered bodies, and there was no telling how many there were.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

A Feather Guard cavalryman turned pale and reined in his horse to flee, while the other hundreds of people who had not yet squeezed into the front of the formation were also trembling with fear.

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

The cavalry reined in their horses and fled, but there were less than three to five hundred of them.

"Ping!"

Ye Yu did not chase the fleeing cavalry, but turned around and stood in front of Wang Wan'er's horse again; "My dear little girl, how did I fight?"

"you!"

Jin'er was so choked by his question that she couldn't utter a single word.

"Who are you?"

Wang Wan'er immediately held the sword with a cold expression.

"I, Ye Yu."

Ye Yu squinted his eyes and continued, "I am in need of a queen! I will capture Taihe City tomorrow, and you will be my queen!"

"presumptuous!"

Jin'er shouted angrily, but did not dare to step forward and attack. She turned her head to look at Wang Wan'er.

"Isn't Yun the queen?"

Wang Wan'er had a puzzled look on her face, and the soft sword in her hand was already covered with cold mist, becoming increasingly harder.

"I can destroy her at any time!"

Ye Yu narrowed his eyes, stood with his head held high, and responded proudly.

"Oh, you are quite capable then."

Before Wang Wan'er finished speaking, she soared into the sky, and her colorful gauze dress swirled and danced with her body. The soft sword suddenly became extremely hard, and her moves rushed out like a torrent.

"Of course, I am very capable. If you were my queen, I could teach you many strategies!"

Ye Yu was neither hurried nor slow, and did not fight back with the Overlord Spear in his hand. He just flicked, poked, fanned and blocked, restraining every move.

He looked relaxed, proud, and happy. "My dear, I really like the way you dance with the sword!"

Ye Yu easily blocked the way while glancing at Wang Wan'er's dancing posture. His heart was pounding.

These words made Wang Wan'er blush with embarrassment, and she almost made a mistake in the rhythm of her moves.