The horse's hooves turned copper-like marks on the soft and soft sand, and were then crushed by the camel caravan following behind.
Jin Xiangyu rode lazily on the horse, the desert and sunset in the sky reflected her pupils, full of red blood
Just like that night three years ago
Yu'er... Yu'er... I'm sorry for you... Zhuo Tianxiong's shouting was like a fallen leaf in the wind, floating further and further away, finally quiet
Jin Xiangyu opened her eyes wide and sat in the darkness, her heart was empty, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she couldn't even wipe it off.
Is the most terrifying thing just coming?
Beautiful faces, lying on both sides, flying in front of countless flowers, making vows, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, bow, horse, sword, and arrow, and more than 300 infatuated days and nights, like beautiful scrolls slowly flowing through her heart. Is this a thing of the past?
Two months later, Prince Fu sent someone to tell her that there was no escort goods received in Turpan. Jin Mantang, Zhuo Tianxiong and other twelve masters from the Jinma Escort Agency disappeared out of thin air on the Western Regions Road.
Jin Xiangyu had just finished listening to it, and felt a stream of blood rushing to her throat. She suddenly became dark and fell to the ground with a thump.
The child who was over eight months old in his stomach also died of dysfunction
Losing three closest loved ones overnight, Jin Xiangyu felt that the sky had collapsed, and there was no brightness in front of her eyes.
The north wind whistles, the heavy snow rises
The child's body became harder and harder, and felt the cold and bone-broken poisonous juice soaked into his heart bit by bit
She stood in the corridor, hugging the bloody child desperately, and cried at the sky for a whole night
The goose feather-like snow flakes were swept in by the bitter cold wind, and they kept slapping on the paper window frames and her cheeks.
That night, Jin Xiangyu even cried hoarsely.
Despite this, she was so determined and gritted her teeth and forced the Jinma Escort Agency to hold up the mess.
Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the father and husband are still missing. The names of Jin Mantang and Zhuo Tianxiong gradually faded in the minds and mouths of Luoyang people, but she was in a flash of hope.
It was not until the appearance of the wolf pack last night that the trained Western Region warriors died or injured more than a hundred times in a blink of an eye, and the little hope in Jin Xiangyu's heart was wiped out.
She now understands why the twelve most outstanding masters of the Golden Horse Escort Agency suddenly disappeared out of thin air in the desert
But what if you know? There is no reason to deceive yourself
She raised her eyes weakly, the sea of sand in front of her was dead, a lonely sunset shattered at the end of the horizon, and the red fragments were like a bunch of bursting blood, scattered on the empty Gobi Desert one after another
Every grain of sand is like a drop of blood
Master, should you drink a sip of water? Yan Zilu hesitated for a long time, finally got up the courage to open his mouth, and immediately stepped forward, took off the sheepskin bag at his waist and handed it over
Thank you, Jin Xiangyu looked back and smiled, took the skin and took a sip, and suddenly said, Zilu, are you twenty years old this year?
Yes, it's still two months away. Yan Zilu lowered his head and did not dare to meet her eyes.
Do you have a good wife at home?
Yan Zilu's face was a little hot, and he shook his head and said: No
Twenty is not young anymore. A man will get married sooner. Get married sooner. As long as your parents agree, after finishing this errand, I will be a matchmaker after I go back. I will definitely introduce some good girls to you.
Yan Zilu's face turned pale little by little. He looked up at Jin Xiangyu's equally pale face, and felt a faint pain in his heart. He forced a smile. Just as he was about to thank her for her kindness, a powerful horn suddenly sounded.
Another day has finally passed
When the horn was low, the sound of the horse's hooves running suddenly became clear
Thirty tall horses turned over a Gobi desert two miles away, raised all the sandstorms and dust, and rushed towards the Western Region camel fleet like thunder.
Everyone in the Western Regions turned over and went down to the ground, pulled out the sabre at their waists, and hid their bodies behind the camels.
The defensive array has not yet taken shape. The horse team has already rushed to the front. The yellow hairs are dancing up and down in the wind. Dozens of metal masks shine brightly in the gorgeous sunset, making people unable to open their eyes.
The simple mechanical crossbow is held in powerful hands, dull as if the twilight is about to come
The full bow string is like a demon's mouth, ready to pounce on him and bite him off his throat and take away his soul.
Yan Zilu's eyes were sharp-eyed, and from a distance he saw the leader wearing a golden mask. Under his crotch was a red-maned horse with an unusually divine horse. Combined with the blood-red hero cloak on his body, it was like a ball of fire rolling in wildly.
After all, Ma Xingkong has been walking in the world for many years and has experienced it. He shouted suddenly: Protect the princess quickly! He picked up the heavy black iron hooks and drove the horse back a few steps to protect Defia on the camel's back first.
Yan Zilu also saw the mechanical crossbow in their hands, hurriedly pulled out his long sword, protected Defia's left front, turned around and looked at the golden fragrant jade, and saw that he was staring at the leader, not only forgot to give orders, but also did not even pull out his weapons.
Just as he felt strange, he suddenly heard a strange moan like a ripped silk in his ears. He turned his head and looked at it. Dozens of silver light flashed in the air, roaring down towards the panicked crowd.
His wrist shook violently, dancing out a airtight aperture, protecting the space of five feet apart
Yan Zilu kept paying attention to Jin Xiangyu in the corner of her eyes. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, she sat upright and stopped moving immediately.
In the field of vision, a little cold light came like lightning and headed straight to her chest. Before she could exclaim, she quickly flew over and swung out, and a long sword was handed out. With a jingle, a sharp arrow of wolf teeth fell to the ground.
Master, be careful! He just shouted this, his body was still in the air, and suddenly a series of sounds of bones splitting sounds behind him. When he turned around, he saw six heads flying one after another, and blood spurted out from the broken neck, and it was a hissing sound, as gorgeous as a blooming firework
Double hooks, tiger-headed knife, steel whip, eight-edged melon hammer, mixed iron sword and iron silver spear, six different weapons danced inertia in the palms of the six masters of the Jinma Escort Agency. The corpse without a head swayed on the horse's back and fell down.
Yan Zilu even forgot when his feet hit the ground. His eyes were round and he watched his six companions fall down from the horse without saying a word, lying on the ground, sticky blood flowing out continuously, dyeing a large area of sand red.
The body fell down, and behind the horse was a stunning woman with the knife in her hand.
The blade as thin as a cicada's wing is like a pool of green green, and a few blood beads roll down along the blade, reflecting the beauty of the Persian beauty even more gorgeous.
A palm slapped on the camel's back, Defia jumped high, and gently swung the cicada's wing knife, directly taking the back of the golden fragrant jade
Yan Zilu exclaimed, his body suddenly jumped up, and his long sword pierced her lower abdomen.
The sword's aperture returns, and with a tingling sound, the sword breaks into two pieces
Jin Xiangyu turned her head and saw the six corpses on the sand. She suddenly couldn't come back to her senses. After hearing a scream, Yan Zilu staggered back. Half of the long sword and the whole wrist were cut off and fell to the ground.
Only then did she wake up completely, pull out the lancet knife, and step forward to block the fatal knife that was slashing at Yan Zilu.
Roaring in anger, sword lights are rippling, one is light and erratic, the other is fierce, two women are fighting in the same place
The people and beasts who were caught in the arrow fell to the ground wailingly. The horse team turned around in front of the camel formation and returned.
A dozen brave men jumped out, holding a sharp sabre in their hands, chasing them up.
Just five or six feet away, the masked men suddenly pulled back their horse's head, quickly loaded arrows, and aimed at and fired in unison.
In the pair of frightened eyes, dozens of powerful arrows whistled out, accurately piercing the throat, chest or eyes, and cutting the scream they held between the throat into two pieces
The north wind whimpered, and more than a dozen lively men fell down straight
Under the blood-red light of the setting sun, the desolate desert spreads with a tragic atmosphere
A hundred steps apart, these masked riders ran around along the long camel caravan, and took the opportunity to shoot an arrow.
From time to time in the camel caravan, some people were shot and screamed. These people had obvious excellent skills in riding and shooting.
The only thing everyone can do is hide their bodies better
Yan Zilu took more than ten steps back in a row, and blood and cold sweat were poured all the way.
There was no blood on his face, and the wound hurt like a knife. He opened his mouth and bit the corner of his clothes, tore off a fur with force, wrapped his broken wrist, picked up the mixed iron sword from the ground, and stepped forward to join the battle group.
Despite being one-on-two, Defia was still at ease. A light and agile cicada-wing knife shuttled back and forth between the two weapons, as if a butterfly was dancing among the flowers. The sword light flashed and cut two holes on Yan Zilu's body.
Jin Xiangyu's eyes were red, she was breathing in her mouth, and she was attacking like crazy. If Yan Zilu hadn't been to take care of her, she would have been injured and had her beloved.
Fang Xuejian saw that the situation was wrong and hurriedly asked everyone to retreat, bypass the sand dune on the left, and lined up the tall camels in a circle outside, with horses and people hiding in the middle.
He stuffed Liu Qingyan into the lady's arms and said in a deep voice: I'll go out and see, now is a critical moment of life and death, you are not allowed to have conflicts. He jumped out of the camel circle, climbed up the sand dune quickly, and looked downward with his eyes.
The dusk is getting darker, the sunset is closing in the enchanting afterglow, and the vast desert is swallowed up by the desolate darkness.
The Mixed Iron Sword was cut into two pieces again, Yan Zilu's clothes were soaked by cold sweat. He felt that his strength was flowing out with the blood drop by drop. Although his teeth were bitten, the speed of the sword was still slower and slower. A red light flashed in front of him, and another wound was added to his left arm.
Jin Xiangyu had long put life and death aside, her fierce eyes staring at Defia, the Lancet was straight up and down, every move was a desperate attempt, every move was a snatch
Defia blocked her lancet, flew up her right leg, hitting her left knee, and then slid her back leg, kicking the half-broken sword that was piercing into the air
Jin Xiangyu's left leg suddenly softened, she knelt on one knee, raised her right arm in panic, and with a tingling sound, blocked the cicada wing knife that was slashed off the veil, and a scalp was cut off by the cold blade.
Yan Zilu sat down on the ground, so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids. In a trance, he saw the extremely terrifying cicada wing knife chopping down, and the more he cut, the more fierce he cut, the faster he cut. Jin Xiangyu struggled to hold his right arm, and the black hair on his head was connected with bloody scalp, falling down
A force that came from somewhere was coming, he howled high, rushed up and hugged Defia's thigh, turned around and shouted to Jin Xiangyu: Master, go quickly, hurry up...
A blue light suddenly flashed, and the hoarse shout stopped abruptly
In Jinxiangyu's eyes, half of Yan Zilu's head was thrown out obliquely, and the red and white brains were gushing out with the blood gushing out everywhere.
Jin Xiangyu screamed in despair
Defia lifted the cicada wing knife again and chopped off the bloody bald head.
With a tingling sound, a shiny long knife was handed over and blocked Jin Xiangyu's head.
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: Sorry, I'm late, beautiful girl, you are so charming. Even the dead man with half his head crawled out of the coffin and hugged your thigh. The long knife slanted and slashed at her plump breasts.
Defia blocked the sword that Jin Xiangyu stabbed directly, and retreated and dodged. Unexpectedly, Yan Zilu held his legs firmly. After taking a step, he woke up and couldn't move. He secretly cried in his heart. The tip of the knife had touched the sensitive nipples, and he was about to break his stomach and die. He was so scared that he had a layer of goose bumps all over his body.
The dusk was deep, Fang Xuejian looked at her cute and charming appearance. He knew that this was a poisonous mushroom, but his heart still felt soft. He turned his blade and slapped his head on his towering breasts with his back. He praised: What a lively two big white rabbits, they are so tempting.
Defia's body trembled suddenly, and a feeling of pain mixed with pain rushed to her heart. She couldn't help but whisper for a long time.
Fang Xuejian put the knife on her neck, took advantage of her intoxication, and stretched out her legs to kick the flying cicada's wing knife, and said sternly: If you don't want to die, hurry up and click on your acupoints.
The sky was completely dark, the night wind blew, and the vast sky was pitch black
The low horns sounded, this was the order of charge
More than a hundred Western soldiers jumped up one after another, holding their shiny sabres, and rushed out loudly.
The masked knight began to retreat slowly, and the rustling hooves were like silkworms eating mulberry leaves, which kept teasing them to chase them down without any rush.
Defia lit it on herself twice, and said in a nearly begging tone: Is this OK?
Fang Xuejian's heart was pounding and swallowed, saying: It's better to tweak your mute hole as well.
Defia raised her arm and tapped her slender and tender neck again. She couldn't use her mouth, so she only poured two extremely soft eyes on him, as if Fang Xuejian was her destined to be a happy enemy that she had been destined to have been 50,000 years ago.
Damn, you think I am a half-baby fool. The person who clicks the maw can raise his hands and click his own mute acupoint. What kind of acupoint martial arts are you using?
Brother Hero, don’t be angry. You just hit my chest with a knife, which made me lose all my strength. How could I press the acupoint? Why would I take a break and press it when I have the strength?
Fang Xuejian listened to her voice begging for mercy, and even her bones were almost melted. She calmed herself down and said: How could I be angry with you? Since you like to use a knife to pat your chest, then we continued. As we said, we turned our wrist and slapped the back on her right breast.
Defia couldn't help but scream again, both mèi and sexy, she was really a wave in her bones
Fang Xuejian couldn't bear it and was thinking about whether to take a second shot when he suddenly heard someone shouting in front of him: Xiao Dai, Xiao Dai... Looking at him, a fast horse cut through the layers of dusk mist, rushed towards him like a splattering wind, and arrived in a blink of an eye.
He hesitated slightly, and a figure suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the man immediately
It's the golden scented jade that was injured in the left knee
Fang Xuejian was screaming that something was wrong. Just as he was about to stop him, his right arm holding the knife suddenly numbed. He knew that he had fallen into Defia's plot. He raised his left leg and kicked her on the lower abdomen.
Defia wailed, and Yan Zilu's body flew out more than three feet away, and with a click, he fell heavily to the ground.
The man had been secretly alerting him. When he saw someone rushing towards him, he immediately waved his sword and swept the water with a move. He sent it out in a flat manner.
Two swords collided, and a spark burst out
A golden mask lit up brilliantly, and then sank into the hazy gray again
With this spark, Jin Xiangyu had already seen the man's clothes under the red cloak, a purple arrow dress with red edges.
Wide breasts, narrow waist, double-breasted, husband Zhuo Tianxiong also likes to wear this style of clothes the most
The knight heard Defia's wail and hurried back to rescue the horse, then tightened the reins. His war horse suddenly neighed, and was plotted by Fang Xuejian, dislocated his left leg and fell forward staggeringly.
Jin Xiangyu's feet fell to the ground, and saw the man jumping up in the air and rushing over again. The Lancet flipped and turned and took his knees straight.
The knight calmly returned a move. The golden lock fell to the ground, leaned forward, and cut out the knife.
With a sound, the two swords collided again
Jin Xiangyu stretched out her left hand and reached out to grab the man's mask
The man was startled, leaned his head back, stretched out his left arm, and punched her bald head with a punch
Jin Xiangyu screamed, her body pounced on the ground, slid more than two meters along the ground, and gnawed the sand all over her mouth.
Fang Xuejian squatted on the ground and rubbed his right arm hard. When he saw that the situation was critical, he hurriedly held the knife in his left hand and rushed forward five steps. The Hundred Refined Burmese Knife was sent out in plain sight, and one move was flying snow in the desert, cutting his waist horizontally.
The man turned around, his steel knife tightly attached to his body, and with one move, Feng Huáng swirls his nest, Miaozhihao blocked the killing attack at the top of his head.
Fang Xuejian used old ways without waiting for his moves. He shook his long knife, and the blade rushed from bottom to top, and took his shoulder straight
The man took a step back, barely avoiding the blade, flirted with the steel knife, and slashed at the opponent's wrist
The two of you have one move, and I fight together in one move, and it is difficult to decide the winner for a while
Fang Xuejian's Sword Technique for Slashing Wind and Snow. New learning and practice, and it is used with the left hand again, and martial arts are greatly reduced.
The man didn't know if he was jealous or couldn't figure out Fang Xuejian's background, so he was also cautious when making moves and did not dare to attack blindly.
Fifty rounds passed in a blink of an eye, and a torch suddenly lit up more than ten feet away. A man walked over tremblingly and shouted in a low voice: Master Jin, Deputy Master Ma, Princess Defia, are you here? It turns out that he is General Ator, the leader of the camels.
The knight shook his knife and accelerated the attack.
Lightning and thunder, purple light suddenly appears, storm, three consecutive swords are fast and fierce, and the wind is coming around you, and the rumbling thunder sounds faintly
Fang Xuejian kept dodging sideways, and with a sound of shouting, the steel knife rubbed his shoulder and chopped it down, trembling with a buzzing sound from his right ear, and jumped away two steps in fear and said: It turned out that it was you, sneaking into Miss Liu Qingyan's tent last night. What's your intention?
The knight said nothing, just gambled at him with one move, and the sound of the knife was even more deafening and deafening.
The steel knife is cut horizontally and straightly, and the force is getting heavier and heavier
Ator got closer and closer, the torch light flowed on the steel knife, and purple light was faintly flowing on it.
The general opened his throat and screamed
Fang Xuejian jumped up and down to avoid his three consecutive moves. He suddenly tripped by something on his heel, and his center of gravity was unstable. Seeing the opponent's purple long sword veil slashing down, he had to use a sword across.
With a sound, two swords collided and sparks splashed everywhere
Fang Xuejian was scared and sweated. He fell to the sky, and his back hit a soft object. He heard a faint moan, and he didn't bother to look back. He swung his long sword and blocked the man's knife at his lower abdomen. He rolled in a critical moment, turned around and kicked his ankle.
The knight leaned over slightly and slashed at his thigh, but was lifted by Fang Xuejian. His left leg ankle suddenly hurt. His body rushed forward and rolled on the ground. He was about to get up, but his face suddenly became cold. The golden mask was pulled down. What caught his eye was a bloody head and a pair of sad eyes.
Tianxiong, is it you? Jin Xiangyu opened her mouth, and the severe pain of her heart twitching made her tongue stiff
Zhuo Tianxiong screamed, pushed her body away, turned over and stood up, covered her face with both hands, and shouted: It's not me, it's not me! He ran towards the dune
Left ankle injury, running and limping
Jin Xiangyu got up and rushed to a few steps, suddenly pounced on his back, and screamed in a hoarse voice: Tianxiong, why do you do this? What is the Jinma Escort Agency sorry for you? What is the place where my father is sorry for you? You said, you said Ah...
The two fell to the ground, Zhuo Tianxiong struggled to pull her body away and got up. Jin Xiangyu tried to hold him to death, crying and asking loudly
Fang Xuejian held the Bailian Burmese Sword in his hand, and watched them twist together like a candy, rolling around on the ground, both like enemies and mortal enemies, and was confused for a moment. He looked up and saw Ator standing two meters away, waved to him, wanting to use the torch.
Ator ran up happily, with an old face hanging down, and said sadly: Beiru, he is dead
Fang Xuejian then remembered that this guy was a special sexual lover. If he asked him to help him hold the lamp, he immediately retracted. He was about to open his mouth and told him to roll as far as possible. A shrill scream suddenly came into his ears. He turned his head and looked at him. He saw Jin Xiangyu tilting his high head, a heavy iron hook inserted straight on her back.
Jin Xiangyu's eyes were about to crack. She bent her neck and stared at her former loving husband. Her bright eyes began to darken little by little, but the sadness and sadness in her eyes became clearer and clearer. Her body trembled a few times, her mouth opened, and a stream of blood poured out, quietly flowing onto his face.
Zhuo Tianxiong's face was covered with her tears and blood. He lay there firmly, and was stunned for a moment
Fang Xuejian screamed, jumped up like a rabbit hitting an arrow, kicked Defia away with one foot, raised his left arm, stabbed into the golden fragrant jade vest, stretched forward, poked out from Zhuo Tianxiong's vest, and penetrated the two together firmly
Zhuo Tianxiong froze for a moment, stretched out his trembling right hand, touched Jinxiangyu's flesh-spotted scalp, and said faintly: Yu'er... Yu'er... I'm sorry for you...
Jin Xiangyu rode lazily on the horse, the desert and sunset in the sky reflected her pupils, full of red blood
Just like that night three years ago
Yu'er... Yu'er... I'm sorry for you... Zhuo Tianxiong's shouting was like a fallen leaf in the wind, floating further and further away, finally quiet
Jin Xiangyu opened her eyes wide and sat in the darkness, her heart was empty, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she couldn't even wipe it off.
Is the most terrifying thing just coming?
Beautiful faces, lying on both sides, flying in front of countless flowers, making vows, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, bow, horse, sword, and arrow, and more than 300 infatuated days and nights, like beautiful scrolls slowly flowing through her heart. Is this a thing of the past?
Two months later, Prince Fu sent someone to tell her that there was no escort goods received in Turpan. Jin Mantang, Zhuo Tianxiong and other twelve masters from the Jinma Escort Agency disappeared out of thin air on the Western Regions Road.
Jin Xiangyu had just finished listening to it, and felt a stream of blood rushing to her throat. She suddenly became dark and fell to the ground with a thump.
The child who was over eight months old in his stomach also died of dysfunction
Losing three closest loved ones overnight, Jin Xiangyu felt that the sky had collapsed, and there was no brightness in front of her eyes.
The north wind whistles, the heavy snow rises
The child's body became harder and harder, and felt the cold and bone-broken poisonous juice soaked into his heart bit by bit
She stood in the corridor, hugging the bloody child desperately, and cried at the sky for a whole night
The goose feather-like snow flakes were swept in by the bitter cold wind, and they kept slapping on the paper window frames and her cheeks.
That night, Jin Xiangyu even cried hoarsely.
Despite this, she was so determined and gritted her teeth and forced the Jinma Escort Agency to hold up the mess.
Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the father and husband are still missing. The names of Jin Mantang and Zhuo Tianxiong gradually faded in the minds and mouths of Luoyang people, but she was in a flash of hope.
It was not until the appearance of the wolf pack last night that the trained Western Region warriors died or injured more than a hundred times in a blink of an eye, and the little hope in Jin Xiangyu's heart was wiped out.
She now understands why the twelve most outstanding masters of the Golden Horse Escort Agency suddenly disappeared out of thin air in the desert
But what if you know? There is no reason to deceive yourself
She raised her eyes weakly, the sea of sand in front of her was dead, a lonely sunset shattered at the end of the horizon, and the red fragments were like a bunch of bursting blood, scattered on the empty Gobi Desert one after another
Every grain of sand is like a drop of blood
Master, should you drink a sip of water? Yan Zilu hesitated for a long time, finally got up the courage to open his mouth, and immediately stepped forward, took off the sheepskin bag at his waist and handed it over
Thank you, Jin Xiangyu looked back and smiled, took the skin and took a sip, and suddenly said, Zilu, are you twenty years old this year?
Yes, it's still two months away. Yan Zilu lowered his head and did not dare to meet her eyes.
Do you have a good wife at home?
Yan Zilu's face was a little hot, and he shook his head and said: No
Twenty is not young anymore. A man will get married sooner. Get married sooner. As long as your parents agree, after finishing this errand, I will be a matchmaker after I go back. I will definitely introduce some good girls to you.
Yan Zilu's face turned pale little by little. He looked up at Jin Xiangyu's equally pale face, and felt a faint pain in his heart. He forced a smile. Just as he was about to thank her for her kindness, a powerful horn suddenly sounded.
Another day has finally passed
When the horn was low, the sound of the horse's hooves running suddenly became clear
Thirty tall horses turned over a Gobi desert two miles away, raised all the sandstorms and dust, and rushed towards the Western Region camel fleet like thunder.
Everyone in the Western Regions turned over and went down to the ground, pulled out the sabre at their waists, and hid their bodies behind the camels.
The defensive array has not yet taken shape. The horse team has already rushed to the front. The yellow hairs are dancing up and down in the wind. Dozens of metal masks shine brightly in the gorgeous sunset, making people unable to open their eyes.
The simple mechanical crossbow is held in powerful hands, dull as if the twilight is about to come
The full bow string is like a demon's mouth, ready to pounce on him and bite him off his throat and take away his soul.
Yan Zilu's eyes were sharp-eyed, and from a distance he saw the leader wearing a golden mask. Under his crotch was a red-maned horse with an unusually divine horse. Combined with the blood-red hero cloak on his body, it was like a ball of fire rolling in wildly.
After all, Ma Xingkong has been walking in the world for many years and has experienced it. He shouted suddenly: Protect the princess quickly! He picked up the heavy black iron hooks and drove the horse back a few steps to protect Defia on the camel's back first.
Yan Zilu also saw the mechanical crossbow in their hands, hurriedly pulled out his long sword, protected Defia's left front, turned around and looked at the golden fragrant jade, and saw that he was staring at the leader, not only forgot to give orders, but also did not even pull out his weapons.
Just as he felt strange, he suddenly heard a strange moan like a ripped silk in his ears. He turned his head and looked at it. Dozens of silver light flashed in the air, roaring down towards the panicked crowd.
His wrist shook violently, dancing out a airtight aperture, protecting the space of five feet apart
Yan Zilu kept paying attention to Jin Xiangyu in the corner of her eyes. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, she sat upright and stopped moving immediately.
In the field of vision, a little cold light came like lightning and headed straight to her chest. Before she could exclaim, she quickly flew over and swung out, and a long sword was handed out. With a jingle, a sharp arrow of wolf teeth fell to the ground.
Master, be careful! He just shouted this, his body was still in the air, and suddenly a series of sounds of bones splitting sounds behind him. When he turned around, he saw six heads flying one after another, and blood spurted out from the broken neck, and it was a hissing sound, as gorgeous as a blooming firework
Double hooks, tiger-headed knife, steel whip, eight-edged melon hammer, mixed iron sword and iron silver spear, six different weapons danced inertia in the palms of the six masters of the Jinma Escort Agency. The corpse without a head swayed on the horse's back and fell down.
Yan Zilu even forgot when his feet hit the ground. His eyes were round and he watched his six companions fall down from the horse without saying a word, lying on the ground, sticky blood flowing out continuously, dyeing a large area of sand red.
The body fell down, and behind the horse was a stunning woman with the knife in her hand.
The blade as thin as a cicada's wing is like a pool of green green, and a few blood beads roll down along the blade, reflecting the beauty of the Persian beauty even more gorgeous.
A palm slapped on the camel's back, Defia jumped high, and gently swung the cicada's wing knife, directly taking the back of the golden fragrant jade
Yan Zilu exclaimed, his body suddenly jumped up, and his long sword pierced her lower abdomen.
The sword's aperture returns, and with a tingling sound, the sword breaks into two pieces
Jin Xiangyu turned her head and saw the six corpses on the sand. She suddenly couldn't come back to her senses. After hearing a scream, Yan Zilu staggered back. Half of the long sword and the whole wrist were cut off and fell to the ground.
Only then did she wake up completely, pull out the lancet knife, and step forward to block the fatal knife that was slashing at Yan Zilu.
Roaring in anger, sword lights are rippling, one is light and erratic, the other is fierce, two women are fighting in the same place
The people and beasts who were caught in the arrow fell to the ground wailingly. The horse team turned around in front of the camel formation and returned.
A dozen brave men jumped out, holding a sharp sabre in their hands, chasing them up.
Just five or six feet away, the masked men suddenly pulled back their horse's head, quickly loaded arrows, and aimed at and fired in unison.
In the pair of frightened eyes, dozens of powerful arrows whistled out, accurately piercing the throat, chest or eyes, and cutting the scream they held between the throat into two pieces
The north wind whimpered, and more than a dozen lively men fell down straight
Under the blood-red light of the setting sun, the desolate desert spreads with a tragic atmosphere
A hundred steps apart, these masked riders ran around along the long camel caravan, and took the opportunity to shoot an arrow.
From time to time in the camel caravan, some people were shot and screamed. These people had obvious excellent skills in riding and shooting.
The only thing everyone can do is hide their bodies better
Yan Zilu took more than ten steps back in a row, and blood and cold sweat were poured all the way.
There was no blood on his face, and the wound hurt like a knife. He opened his mouth and bit the corner of his clothes, tore off a fur with force, wrapped his broken wrist, picked up the mixed iron sword from the ground, and stepped forward to join the battle group.
Despite being one-on-two, Defia was still at ease. A light and agile cicada-wing knife shuttled back and forth between the two weapons, as if a butterfly was dancing among the flowers. The sword light flashed and cut two holes on Yan Zilu's body.
Jin Xiangyu's eyes were red, she was breathing in her mouth, and she was attacking like crazy. If Yan Zilu hadn't been to take care of her, she would have been injured and had her beloved.
Fang Xuejian saw that the situation was wrong and hurriedly asked everyone to retreat, bypass the sand dune on the left, and lined up the tall camels in a circle outside, with horses and people hiding in the middle.
He stuffed Liu Qingyan into the lady's arms and said in a deep voice: I'll go out and see, now is a critical moment of life and death, you are not allowed to have conflicts. He jumped out of the camel circle, climbed up the sand dune quickly, and looked downward with his eyes.
The dusk is getting darker, the sunset is closing in the enchanting afterglow, and the vast desert is swallowed up by the desolate darkness.
The Mixed Iron Sword was cut into two pieces again, Yan Zilu's clothes were soaked by cold sweat. He felt that his strength was flowing out with the blood drop by drop. Although his teeth were bitten, the speed of the sword was still slower and slower. A red light flashed in front of him, and another wound was added to his left arm.
Jin Xiangyu had long put life and death aside, her fierce eyes staring at Defia, the Lancet was straight up and down, every move was a desperate attempt, every move was a snatch
Defia blocked her lancet, flew up her right leg, hitting her left knee, and then slid her back leg, kicking the half-broken sword that was piercing into the air
Jin Xiangyu's left leg suddenly softened, she knelt on one knee, raised her right arm in panic, and with a tingling sound, blocked the cicada wing knife that was slashed off the veil, and a scalp was cut off by the cold blade.
Yan Zilu sat down on the ground, so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids. In a trance, he saw the extremely terrifying cicada wing knife chopping down, and the more he cut, the more fierce he cut, the faster he cut. Jin Xiangyu struggled to hold his right arm, and the black hair on his head was connected with bloody scalp, falling down
A force that came from somewhere was coming, he howled high, rushed up and hugged Defia's thigh, turned around and shouted to Jin Xiangyu: Master, go quickly, hurry up...
A blue light suddenly flashed, and the hoarse shout stopped abruptly
In Jinxiangyu's eyes, half of Yan Zilu's head was thrown out obliquely, and the red and white brains were gushing out with the blood gushing out everywhere.
Jin Xiangyu screamed in despair
Defia lifted the cicada wing knife again and chopped off the bloody bald head.
With a tingling sound, a shiny long knife was handed over and blocked Jin Xiangyu's head.
Fang Xuejian laughed and said: Sorry, I'm late, beautiful girl, you are so charming. Even the dead man with half his head crawled out of the coffin and hugged your thigh. The long knife slanted and slashed at her plump breasts.
Defia blocked the sword that Jin Xiangyu stabbed directly, and retreated and dodged. Unexpectedly, Yan Zilu held his legs firmly. After taking a step, he woke up and couldn't move. He secretly cried in his heart. The tip of the knife had touched the sensitive nipples, and he was about to break his stomach and die. He was so scared that he had a layer of goose bumps all over his body.
The dusk was deep, Fang Xuejian looked at her cute and charming appearance. He knew that this was a poisonous mushroom, but his heart still felt soft. He turned his blade and slapped his head on his towering breasts with his back. He praised: What a lively two big white rabbits, they are so tempting.
Defia's body trembled suddenly, and a feeling of pain mixed with pain rushed to her heart. She couldn't help but whisper for a long time.
Fang Xuejian put the knife on her neck, took advantage of her intoxication, and stretched out her legs to kick the flying cicada's wing knife, and said sternly: If you don't want to die, hurry up and click on your acupoints.
The sky was completely dark, the night wind blew, and the vast sky was pitch black
The low horns sounded, this was the order of charge
More than a hundred Western soldiers jumped up one after another, holding their shiny sabres, and rushed out loudly.
The masked knight began to retreat slowly, and the rustling hooves were like silkworms eating mulberry leaves, which kept teasing them to chase them down without any rush.
Defia lit it on herself twice, and said in a nearly begging tone: Is this OK?
Fang Xuejian's heart was pounding and swallowed, saying: It's better to tweak your mute hole as well.
Defia raised her arm and tapped her slender and tender neck again. She couldn't use her mouth, so she only poured two extremely soft eyes on him, as if Fang Xuejian was her destined to be a happy enemy that she had been destined to have been 50,000 years ago.
Damn, you think I am a half-baby fool. The person who clicks the maw can raise his hands and click his own mute acupoint. What kind of acupoint martial arts are you using?
Brother Hero, don’t be angry. You just hit my chest with a knife, which made me lose all my strength. How could I press the acupoint? Why would I take a break and press it when I have the strength?
Fang Xuejian listened to her voice begging for mercy, and even her bones were almost melted. She calmed herself down and said: How could I be angry with you? Since you like to use a knife to pat your chest, then we continued. As we said, we turned our wrist and slapped the back on her right breast.
Defia couldn't help but scream again, both mèi and sexy, she was really a wave in her bones
Fang Xuejian couldn't bear it and was thinking about whether to take a second shot when he suddenly heard someone shouting in front of him: Xiao Dai, Xiao Dai... Looking at him, a fast horse cut through the layers of dusk mist, rushed towards him like a splattering wind, and arrived in a blink of an eye.
He hesitated slightly, and a figure suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the man immediately
It's the golden scented jade that was injured in the left knee
Fang Xuejian was screaming that something was wrong. Just as he was about to stop him, his right arm holding the knife suddenly numbed. He knew that he had fallen into Defia's plot. He raised his left leg and kicked her on the lower abdomen.
Defia wailed, and Yan Zilu's body flew out more than three feet away, and with a click, he fell heavily to the ground.
The man had been secretly alerting him. When he saw someone rushing towards him, he immediately waved his sword and swept the water with a move. He sent it out in a flat manner.
Two swords collided, and a spark burst out
A golden mask lit up brilliantly, and then sank into the hazy gray again
With this spark, Jin Xiangyu had already seen the man's clothes under the red cloak, a purple arrow dress with red edges.
Wide breasts, narrow waist, double-breasted, husband Zhuo Tianxiong also likes to wear this style of clothes the most
The knight heard Defia's wail and hurried back to rescue the horse, then tightened the reins. His war horse suddenly neighed, and was plotted by Fang Xuejian, dislocated his left leg and fell forward staggeringly.
Jin Xiangyu's feet fell to the ground, and saw the man jumping up in the air and rushing over again. The Lancet flipped and turned and took his knees straight.
The knight calmly returned a move. The golden lock fell to the ground, leaned forward, and cut out the knife.
With a sound, the two swords collided again
Jin Xiangyu stretched out her left hand and reached out to grab the man's mask
The man was startled, leaned his head back, stretched out his left arm, and punched her bald head with a punch
Jin Xiangyu screamed, her body pounced on the ground, slid more than two meters along the ground, and gnawed the sand all over her mouth.
Fang Xuejian squatted on the ground and rubbed his right arm hard. When he saw that the situation was critical, he hurriedly held the knife in his left hand and rushed forward five steps. The Hundred Refined Burmese Knife was sent out in plain sight, and one move was flying snow in the desert, cutting his waist horizontally.
The man turned around, his steel knife tightly attached to his body, and with one move, Feng Huáng swirls his nest, Miaozhihao blocked the killing attack at the top of his head.
Fang Xuejian used old ways without waiting for his moves. He shook his long knife, and the blade rushed from bottom to top, and took his shoulder straight
The man took a step back, barely avoiding the blade, flirted with the steel knife, and slashed at the opponent's wrist
The two of you have one move, and I fight together in one move, and it is difficult to decide the winner for a while
Fang Xuejian's Sword Technique for Slashing Wind and Snow. New learning and practice, and it is used with the left hand again, and martial arts are greatly reduced.
The man didn't know if he was jealous or couldn't figure out Fang Xuejian's background, so he was also cautious when making moves and did not dare to attack blindly.
Fifty rounds passed in a blink of an eye, and a torch suddenly lit up more than ten feet away. A man walked over tremblingly and shouted in a low voice: Master Jin, Deputy Master Ma, Princess Defia, are you here? It turns out that he is General Ator, the leader of the camels.
The knight shook his knife and accelerated the attack.
Lightning and thunder, purple light suddenly appears, storm, three consecutive swords are fast and fierce, and the wind is coming around you, and the rumbling thunder sounds faintly
Fang Xuejian kept dodging sideways, and with a sound of shouting, the steel knife rubbed his shoulder and chopped it down, trembling with a buzzing sound from his right ear, and jumped away two steps in fear and said: It turned out that it was you, sneaking into Miss Liu Qingyan's tent last night. What's your intention?
The knight said nothing, just gambled at him with one move, and the sound of the knife was even more deafening and deafening.
The steel knife is cut horizontally and straightly, and the force is getting heavier and heavier
Ator got closer and closer, the torch light flowed on the steel knife, and purple light was faintly flowing on it.
The general opened his throat and screamed
Fang Xuejian jumped up and down to avoid his three consecutive moves. He suddenly tripped by something on his heel, and his center of gravity was unstable. Seeing the opponent's purple long sword veil slashing down, he had to use a sword across.
With a sound, two swords collided and sparks splashed everywhere
Fang Xuejian was scared and sweated. He fell to the sky, and his back hit a soft object. He heard a faint moan, and he didn't bother to look back. He swung his long sword and blocked the man's knife at his lower abdomen. He rolled in a critical moment, turned around and kicked his ankle.
The knight leaned over slightly and slashed at his thigh, but was lifted by Fang Xuejian. His left leg ankle suddenly hurt. His body rushed forward and rolled on the ground. He was about to get up, but his face suddenly became cold. The golden mask was pulled down. What caught his eye was a bloody head and a pair of sad eyes.
Tianxiong, is it you? Jin Xiangyu opened her mouth, and the severe pain of her heart twitching made her tongue stiff
Zhuo Tianxiong screamed, pushed her body away, turned over and stood up, covered her face with both hands, and shouted: It's not me, it's not me! He ran towards the dune
Left ankle injury, running and limping
Jin Xiangyu got up and rushed to a few steps, suddenly pounced on his back, and screamed in a hoarse voice: Tianxiong, why do you do this? What is the Jinma Escort Agency sorry for you? What is the place where my father is sorry for you? You said, you said Ah...
The two fell to the ground, Zhuo Tianxiong struggled to pull her body away and got up. Jin Xiangyu tried to hold him to death, crying and asking loudly
Fang Xuejian held the Bailian Burmese Sword in his hand, and watched them twist together like a candy, rolling around on the ground, both like enemies and mortal enemies, and was confused for a moment. He looked up and saw Ator standing two meters away, waved to him, wanting to use the torch.
Ator ran up happily, with an old face hanging down, and said sadly: Beiru, he is dead
Fang Xuejian then remembered that this guy was a special sexual lover. If he asked him to help him hold the lamp, he immediately retracted. He was about to open his mouth and told him to roll as far as possible. A shrill scream suddenly came into his ears. He turned his head and looked at him. He saw Jin Xiangyu tilting his high head, a heavy iron hook inserted straight on her back.
Jin Xiangyu's eyes were about to crack. She bent her neck and stared at her former loving husband. Her bright eyes began to darken little by little, but the sadness and sadness in her eyes became clearer and clearer. Her body trembled a few times, her mouth opened, and a stream of blood poured out, quietly flowing onto his face.
Zhuo Tianxiong's face was covered with her tears and blood. He lay there firmly, and was stunned for a moment
Fang Xuejian screamed, jumped up like a rabbit hitting an arrow, kicked Defia away with one foot, raised his left arm, stabbed into the golden fragrant jade vest, stretched forward, poked out from Zhuo Tianxiong's vest, and penetrated the two together firmly
Zhuo Tianxiong froze for a moment, stretched out his trembling right hand, touched Jinxiangyu's flesh-spotted scalp, and said faintly: Yu'er... Yu'er... I'm sorry for you...
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