A snow buries the old filth, and new filth will still appear after the snow.
Human footprints and horse hooves are intertwined, creating white shallow pits in the snow.
Zhao Yufan's horse galloped in the fluttering white snow, splashing snowflakes.
It was snowing all the time, and there were very few people on the already remote roads.
In the vast white snow, a hundred wind-chasing horses moved forward in an orderly manner.
The purple-manged cavalry on the wind-chasing horses was covered with a layer of white snow and slowly approached the front.
They are not moving forward, but returning.
Ye Qing's Purple Mango Tiqing returned, Zhao Yufan was moving forward, and they would meet sooner or later.
Finally, Zhao Yufan met the Zimang Iron Cavalry, but he saw the Zimang Iron Cavalry only a mile away.
Ye Qing also saw Zhao Yufan, with a look of ecstasy on his face.
The sword on his waist was unsheathed, pointing to the sky, and shouted loudly: "Speed up!"
The purple-manged cavalry accelerated forward, but their team was still in order, without Any panic.
Zhao Yufan hid in the jungle on both sides.
He rode forward on his horse for a thousand meters, suddenly jumped up, and galloped to the sound of a tree trunk a few meters away.
He stepped on the tree trunk and continued to jump again.
He jumped into the air more than ten times in a row.
Several hundred meters away.
The horse left alone, leaving a trail of hoof prints on the ground.
Ye Qing followed the horse's hoof prints for several miles and finally saw the lone horse bowing its head in the snow.
Walking in front of the horse, he drew his sword and stabbed the horse in the head.
The horse neighed, lying on the ground, its legs flicking wildly, snowflakes flying, blood spreading, and the snow where the horse lay on its side was red.
Ye Qing frowned and looked around, shouting angrily: "Search for me within a radius of one mile, carpet search."
It is not possible to find Zhao Yufan within a radius of one mile, or even within a radius of ten miles.
Zhao Yufan was far away from Ye Qing and the others, and they would not meet each other for at least an hour.
Originally, it was a happy thing to get rid of Ye Qing, but there was no happy expression on his face.
Instead, he became nervous.
In front of him, the servant of the city lord was moving forward rapidly with twenty purple-gang cavalry.
He looked around, there was no road on both sides, so he could only retreat, but behind him were a hundred purple-manged cavalry, and in front were twenty purple-manged cavalry.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally turned around and headed back the way he came.
Perhaps facing twenty cavalry head-on, he could break out of the siege, but he was afraid of exposing himself, not to mention that if he broke out, the distance between him and the Qinglan Sect would be further, and the Zimang cavalry would block the road leading to the Qinglan Sect. , then he will be in more trouble.
He went down the hillside, and twenty purple-manged cavalry also went up the hillside.
Seeing Zhao Yufan, the servant excitedly stretched out his trembling fingers and shouted with great excitement: "I will chase him wherever he goes."
After saying this, he raised his whip and whipped Chai Fengju hard.
The faces of the twenty purple-gang cavalry were not very good-looking, especially after hearing the servant's order.
They looked as ugly as falling snow and a little cold.
However, they still urged the horses forward, but not as fast as the servants.
When the servant realized that he was chasing Zhao Yufan alone, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and deliberately slowed down.
He is just an ordinary person.
Without the help of the Purple Mandarin Cavalry, even if he catches up with Zhao Yufan, he will still die.
After running for more than ten minutes, Zhao Yufan looked back and saw a vast expanse of white behind him, and the Purple Light Cavalry had disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the heavy snow turned into a blizzard, and the strong wind blew the snowflakes into pieces, forming snow foam, and blew up a strong wind of snow foam.
The terrifying thing about a snowstorm is that the wind is strong and the snow foam is thick.
The two are combined together, making it impossible to see anything within one meter in front of you.
People are staggered by the wind and snow in the sky, and they can't tell the direction.
The strong wind was raging, the ancient trees were broken, and the sky and the earth were completely white.
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Zhao Yufan was walking hard in the snowstorm.
Fortunately, his vision was different from ordinary people and he could see objects within five meters in front of him.
However, there was too much snow foam and he could only see objects clearly.
In this strong wind, even his speed gradually slowed down.
The situation of the Zimang Iron Cavalry is better than that of Zhao Yufan.
Although they are slow, the weight of the equipment can withstand the strong wind because they are wearing equipment.
Although Xue Mo can't stop them, they often train and fight in difficult environments, so they can adapt quickly.
The two sides approached unknowingly, the whistling sound covering up their footsteps, and the flying snow foam covering their figures.
Suddenly, Zhao Yufan stood firm and looked forward with narrowed eyes.
A blurry white figure appeared in front of him, and then more figures appeared one by one.
The figures included servants and twenty purple-gang cavalry.
A cold light flashed in Zhao Yufan's eyes, and he suddenly had murderous intentions towards his servant.
While he was contemplating, the dragon-slaying sword was still in his hand.
As soon as he drew his sword, the walking purple-manged cavalry suddenly stopped.
They are the first ace army of the Zimang Empire, and they are war machines.
They are extremely sensitive to murderous intent.
As soon as the Dragon Slayer Sword appeared, they felt murderous intent and crisis.
However, the servant was an ordinary person and did not feel any crisis.
He used his left arm to block the wind and snow, and grabbed the collar of his clothes with his right hand, struggling to move.
The snow foam in front of him hit his face, making him grin, and his skin felt like it had been cut by a knife, with a slight pain.
What's even more sad is that he hardly dares to open his eyes or open his mouth, because as long as he opens his eyes and opens his mouth, snow foam will come in.
He approached Zhao Yufan step by step, while Zhao Yufan was holding the dragon-slaying sword, thinking in the wind and snow, thinking about whether to kill the servant.
He was not a merciful person, but the servant was just a servant and did not threaten his life or death.
As time passed by second by second, twenty purple-manged cavalry dispersed into a fan shape, drew out their spears, and slowly approached Zhao Yufan.
The wind and snow suddenly became more violent, and the almost solidified snow slag was afraid of hitting everyone, making them hold their breath and their upper and lower eyelids were almost squeezed together.
It is said that the purple light cavalry is powerful.
It can kill an intermediate tenth level warrior with only five cavalry, and twenty cavalry can kill a high-level warrior.
Their combined power can sweep through sects like Xingju Pavilion.
They are undefeated legends, and there is never a word of failure in the tasks they perform.
Zhao Yufan blinked and looked carefully ahead.
Except for the servants and the four purple-manged cavalry, the others suddenly disappeared in the wind and snow.
A sense of crisis arose spontaneously, and without any hesitation, he stepped forward and rushed towards the servant.
When Zhao Yufan was one meter away from the servant, the two of them could vaguely see each other's faces.
The servant's face instantly became whiter than snow, and his eyes suddenly opened, letting the strong snow foam hit his eyes. .
He opened his mouth wide, and snow foam poured out of his mouth, which filled his mouth instantly.
Perhaps because he couldn't breathe, he suddenly woke up and turned to leave.
Just as he turned around, more than a dozen spear points suddenly protruded from all directions.
The positions of more than a dozen spear points were very tricky, blocking all the surrounding escape routes.
There was no way for the servants to escape, and Zhao Yufan was also unable to escape
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