The crazy tiger who rushed to the front arrow seemed to finally realize something in the killing moment.

The spear in his hand was no longer as hard as before, shaking the gun flower as before, blocking the opponent's attack. He seemed to be able to predict the opponent's attack in an instant.

He doesn't even need to think, and his body will react subconsciously.

The other party's hand holding the knife was pierced by the tip of his gun before he even raised it.

But those who have no intention of attack will never attack, and even his ability to attack those attackers is extremely accurate.

Just right, without spending more effort to pierce the other party's arm, it is just enough to remove the other party.

Following Miaoan beside him, Ashikazu seemed to have discovered this, and they consciously began to clean up these cavalrymen who had lost their combat power.

The elite knights looked at the jade dragon with horror, as if they had seen the fireworks of death in hell...

He walked out of the cracked underground with a grim smile, like a god of death who was waving a long sword to reap his life.

It was also at this time that Chihu'er quickly discovered that her attack became difficult.

He frowned and kept making a sound of "Whoohu~", but the other party's reaction was also very fast!

The tip of the spear stabbed out by Chihu'er smashed out balls of sparks on the steel knives, but did not stab a few of them.

But these terrified Tatars blocked the attack of the young master, but they could not avoid the beautiful Ashikari Crane behind them!

Then he heard the sound of the spear tip of the gun piercing into his body. The young master didn't have to look back and knew that those people were not lucky.

I don’t know how long I had been rushing to death, but the young master suddenly felt that his face suddenly became empty!

He actually killed through the opponent's raging battle formation and rushed to the other party's camp more than a hundred steps.

However, there were many archers in front of the other party’s camp, and the fat man was eyeing him with a knife.

Mr. Zhang turned around and looked at the hundreds of injured men behind him, and he knew that he could not kill him.

"Kill back!!" Without any hesitation, Mr. Zhang roared and pulled the horse with a slight reduction in speed and then rushed!

It was also at this moment that the howl in the camp sounded "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

But the elite Tatars on war horses were slowly gathering together, and the old soldiers of the Zhang family beside him were roaring!

"Young Master, go away! That's the Golden Tent Wolf Rider!!"

Without any hesitation, it is definitely not a simple person who can make the old soldiers of the Zhang family so nervous.

He accelerated the war horse, Mr. Zhang, who was breathing evenly, took the work of the arrow and protected the young master behind him.

"Roar~!" Zhang Meng's bearded leopard eyes opened in an instant, and he roared angrily: "Zhang Meng is here in the British Duke's Mansion, who dares to fight!!"

The rumbling war horses collided again, and they rushed down Zhang Meng's body and quickly slashed twice.

Fortunately, the armor was good enough and his body was hard enough. After resistant to two swords, he was blocked by Zhang Long...

"Kill!!" Chihu'er's spear had long been hitting, and the Three Sun Moon Sect on his waist was flashing like a stream of light in his palm!

Every chop would inevitably bring about a cloud of blood mist, splattering on his armor and the handsome goose egg face.

The pair of erotic phoenix peach blossoms that stand up in the blood actually have a kind of beauty that makes people feel palpitations and evil.
Chapter completed!