Wilderness.The number of riders under the moon is chasing each other.Yan Xinglie clinged to the supple sideburns, and the clammy air from the south penetrated into his collar and raised his cloak high.Behind him, in the shadow cast by the cliff, the sound of horses' hooves followed.The sound of hooves is quick and light, but it doesn't mean it's far.Soon.The three horsemen followed closely and crossed the shadow of the mountain.The cold moonlight shone on the white miserable bones, and the dry flesh was covered with worn armor.The one who came was not a living person.Yan Xinglie didn't stop, and first dismissed the idea of these three "tails", because the birds hovering in the sky told him that there were more to come.Reckless fighting will not help, but will slow down and get into trouble.But suddenly, in the shadows ahead, another rider jumped out.This suddenly appeared, and the distance between the two sides was almost face to face.The horse galloped with all his might, but he couldn't dodge, Yan Xinglie only had time to pull away the spear stabbed by the other party, and the two horses collided together.This collision made the yellow huss stop, staggering a few steps in place, and the ghost horse was knocked out and fell apart before it landed.But the knight on the horse jumped off his horse preparedly, and took advantage of the fact that the yellow horse was knocked unconscious, and drew his sword and slashed at the horse's head.It's hard to avoid it in a moment.Yan Xinglie grabbed the reins, and with brute force, he pulled the horse's hooves up in the air, avoiding the blade.And when the bowl of big iron hooves fell, it was stepping on the door of the ghost thing's head, and stepped his head straight into his chest, and then stepped his chest into the yellow mud.Although the ghost rider was solved, in this short period of effort, the three riders behind him also caught up.Judging from the short fight, Yan Xinglie concluded that these ghost soldiers were not stupid ghosts, and they should still retain some means of fighting in front of them.Really.Although the three horsemen chased after each other at the same time, one rode a little and then wandered around the periphery.The other two riders also made a bend, one left and one right.Yan Xinglie didn't move, he looked at the two horses coldly, with a left knife and a right gun, and came from the flank.Approaching the front, he suddenly raised his right hand and drank: "Disease!
”Suddenly, a dazzling bright light lit up in his hand."
Whew."
As soon as the two ghost riders were illuminated by this strong light, they immediately turned over on their backs.The glare will be extinguished in an instant.Yan Xinglie had already jumped off his horse, and when he hit it, the ghost rider with the knife was knocked out by him, smashed into the big tree on the side of the road, and fell apart.Then, with a swing of the heavy sword, the other rider was crushed into a mass of flesh and bones.At the same time, the sound of horses' hooves behind his ears was urgent.The ghost riders who swept the array had already arrived on horseback, and with the help of their horsepower, they stabbed with a single shot.Yan Xing didn't use the sword, he just stretched out his arm, he clamped the spear under his armpit, and stepped back two steps, and the ghost rider could hardly shake him in the slightest, but he was knocked to the ground with his man and horse, and his skull was shattered with one foot.The battle swirled and ended, Yan Xinglie put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, and his cheeks were a little warmer.But it was the horses who came to kiss their masters.He patted his old fellow on the neck, and saw that the horse was panting and trembling slightly.Yes, this yellow hused horse is no longer miraculous, carrying a giant man like Yan Dabeard, and he has reached the limit day and night.Yan Xinglie thought about it for a while, and then made a decision.He took out a pair of paper figures and paper horses from his bag, smeared them with the blood of himself and the horse, and threw them on the ground.The moonlight was faint, and after a strange expansion and change, it turned into the appearance of a yellow husle and a Yan Xinglie.It's just that Yan Xinglie, who turned into a paper man, under a big beard, is actually a big white face like powder, and there are two red blushes on his cheeks, which has a strange sense of joy.Yan Xinglie walked around the paper man and paper horse, which was especially insufficient.With a clapping of his hands, he dragged a large black cloth bag from the saddle.Untied the cloth bag, there was a beautiful woman in red inside, her skin was better than snow, and her facial features were charming, but her hands were locked with thick iron chains.In my sleep, my brow is still tightly locked, and it seems that I feel pity.However, the bearded man did not pity the slightest bit of jade, and threw the woman into the saddle when he lifted it.Grab a pile of rotten bones from the ground, stuff them into a cloth bag, and tie them up and put them on a paper horse."
Go."
The paper man and the paper horse responded and headed east.After doing all this, Yan Xinglie pulled the horse and sneaked into the woods next to the road, and at the same time, did not forget to clean up the footprints.Not much.On the road, there was a rain of hooves.A large group of ghost riders swarmed, and it was roughly estimated that there were no less than 100 riders.They paused slightly among the wreckage, and then chased east in the direction of the paper figurines under the command of the ghost rider who took the lead.The place fell silent again, save for the intermittent chirping of insects.I don't know how long it was.On the road, there was a sudden mist.The shadows were about to be, and there was an ethereal sound of agitation in the mist.The clamor is getting closer and louder.Suddenly.Out of the fog came a drum band.Then, there is a guard of honor holding long flags, signs, and flags.Then, one by one, the long soldiers stirred the mist, and a group of soldiers armed with halberds lined up.After that, there are samurai in armor, who walk in pairs.Finally, a luxurious car painted black emerged from the fog.The car was carrying a man with a majestic crown and a belt in his hand, holding a jade ruyi, with a solemn expression, and a gold-armored general standing on the side.The big flag fluttered on the car, and the four characters on it were written: 嶓堢太Shou.At the end is a thousand horsemen with high teeth, a good look of the feudal officials out on patrol, majestic and majestic.However.Where in the world are there high-ranking officials who go out on patrol at night, and there is no state capital called Mozuka.There is a mound in this mound, but it is a mountain in Hanzhong.Only because of the narrow victory in the mountains, the secluded forest covers the sun, and the miasma is heavy, it is known as the "ghost house".A few years ago, there was a ghost cultivator in the mountains who was good at serving ghosts and training corpses, and through the war, it detained many battlefield lonely souls, and learned to open a house and build teeth, known as the ghost guard.But no one knows that this ghost Taishou was just a small official in the government during his lifetime, but he enjoyed the prestige of the government after his death.This time he was invited to go out of the mountain, and he could not go further in this troubled world.Thinking of this, the ghost Taishou looked a little complacent, and he glanced at the side of the car, where there were several zombies dressed in black."
That old eagle surnamed Hu really has some ability, but he is still not my opponent of this ghost general.Not only did I die, but even the zombies in my hands fell into my hands.It's a pity that the body of the good hand of the Zhenfu Division in that room was burned by this old eagle, which is really hateful......
"The sun is brilliant." ”"What?"
The oni woke up from his thoughts.The voice sounded again, but it was fast and fast."
Suddenly open the golden light, and the sky is clear."
He didn't feel creepy for no reason, and he only had time to shout: "Ghost general!
”The voice was unequivocal."
Shoot ominous."
Then, Oni Taishou only saw an arrow, no, a ray of light, which penetrated the ghost general who pushed away and blocked in front of him, and then, the most powerful ghost general in his hand was instantly burned into ashes.The ghost shouned his teeth and turned his head to look.A majestic figure with an iron-tired bow in his hand stepped out of the deep forest.……………… An arrow shot the golden-armored general to death, but there was no smile in Yan Xinglie's eyes.If there is another "Red Crow", he will definitely be able to shoot this ghost Taishou together.However, recalling that when the always generous commander took out the "red black", he looked like he was young and lost, and old and lost his child, and it is estimated that he will not see the second one in his life.The ordinary talisman arrows in hand were useless, but fortunately, before this trip, he also pulled out another treasure from the guard.He threw down the iron bow, and in his hand he already held a jade talisman drawn with gold thread on the white jade base.A golden rune from the Heavenly Master's Mansion."
Click."
The jade talisman shattered, and the golden light suddenly appeared.……………… Yan Xinglie knew that his tricks of paper men and horses would not be hidden for long.Justly, the birds also reported that the knights of the past were about to return.In the meantime, it must be ghost soldiers searching around, and once exposed, they will be encircled and unable to get out.Therefore, at the beginning of his fight, he used paper people and paper horses as bait, waiting for an opportunity to attack and kill, these ghost soldiers are just spell servants, and once the manipulator dies, the ghost army will naturally destroy itself.Therefore, it is best if the "Red Crow" can make meritorious contributions, if not, he has to break into the group of ghosts before the four sides are encircled, and kill the ghost Taishou.The time is only three breaths.Yan Xinglie took a long breath and drew his sword out of its sheath.……………… The first breath.Yan Xinglie was covered in a heavy golden light, and he gave up his body and crashed into the outermost halberd array.Under the unpreparedness of the attack, where it passed, the halberd was broken, and the ghost soldiers were invincible.The ghost is too guarded to sit in the car, pointing to the soldiers with wishful thinking, surrounded on all sides.The second breath.The golden light on Yan Xinglie's body was dim, and although he had broken through the halberd array, the ironclad warriors had already surrounded seventeen or eighteen people.His face was not afraid, his footsteps did not stop, and he ignored the sword and body, and only swung the heavy sword pig to advance suddenly.Oni Taishou's eyebrows furrowed, he threw down Ruyi, formed a Dharma seal with both hands, and recited the mantra.The third breath.The golden light was crumbling, but the warrior was slashed to pieces by Yan Xinglie with a heavy sword.There were still zombies blocking the way in front of him, and the sound of horses' hooves was already heard in his ears.No time to entangle.He simply used the sword body as a shield to protect the vital point, and with his innate divine power and the remaining golden light of the protective body, he crashed into the corpses alive.The ghost Taishou urged the spell, and a little ghost fire appeared in the eyes of the surrounding ghosts, which quickly gathered in his hands.……………… Three breaths pass in a flash.Yan Xinglie had already broken the triple formation, and the ghost Taishou was already within the reach of his sword.However, the golden light of his body protection has been shattered, and several wounds have been added to his body, the most serious of which is in the left rib, which was caught by the zombies turned into by his colleagues in the Suppression Division, and the bones are visible.However, it's still too late, and the ghost is too observant of the spell to be done.The ghost fire formed a dark green jade bead in his hand.His face under the black crown was calm, and with a finger of his hand pointing forward, the jade bead turned into a streamer of light and shot out.This Yan Xinglie's skills are really extraordinary, between the lightning and flint, he still has time to move his mountain-like body, twist his waist to avoid the ghost fire, and at the same time raise his sword and use the sword body to protect the vital point.But on the ghost's too guarded face, a cruel smile was evoked, and a word suddenly spat out."
Huh."
Suddenly, the ghost fire swelled silently, turning into a huge fireball, Yan Xinglie was swept into the fire without any resistance, looking at the faint green fire in front of him, the ghost Taishou smiled: "What a hot hand judge, but like a ......"
Before the words were finished, a big hand stretched out from the fire, although this hand was opened by the ghost fire, but it was still strong and powerful, and the five fingers were like iron tongs, holding the face of the ghost Taishou.Then, there was a "boom".The black cloak rolled up and the flames scattered.Yan Xinglie's majestic body reappeared in front of his eyes.It's hard to believe."
How......"
The hand grabbed him a few points higher, and then slammed it down.The luxurious car underneath was suddenly torn apart.The ghosts who opened the way and drove the car out of the patrol were too guarded, and they were beaten into the mud and dust.………… The moonlight is solemn, and the night wind is cold.Surrounded by ghosts.The cloak still has afterburns.Yan Xinglie has captured the enemy's leader.Although he has completely failed, he lies at the feet of the opponent, and his life is at the hands of the opponent.This ghost Taishou still screamed hoarsely: "Yan Xinglie, even if you kill me at this time, you can't escape the pursuit of my sect, if you know each other, surrender to this official, this official ......"
Yan Xinglie smiled contemptuously and took off this ghost head.……………… After the ghost Taishou died, the remnants of the group of ghosts, the dead died, scattered, and some fought indiscriminately, cleaned up, and it didn't take much effort.Yan Xinglie led the horse and walked on the forest road, there were no pursuers behind him for the time being, but he could find a place to repair and replenish a little, the best place was naturally the nearby official and military camp."
Quack."
A red-eyed crow landed in the saddle, and the clever bird brought good news."
There's a squad of officers and soldiers nearby?"
Following the guidance of the birds, Yan Xinglie broke into a bright clearing.Before he could see the situation, he plunged headlong into it."
I'm Yan Xinglie, the captain of the Demon School under the command of the Zhenfu Si Long Xiangwei, and quickly take me to meet your general."
After finishing speaking, Yan Xinglie finally saw the situation in the field, but he was a little stunned.A battle had just been experienced in the field, and the blades in the hands of some officers and soldiers were still dripping blood, and the corpses that fell to the ground were unarmoured and unbladed, with pale hair and green horns mixed in.And there were still a few disheveled women lying on top of the sluggish woman.A general, dressed as an officer, hurriedly lifted his pants and asked carefully, "Zhenfu Division?"
”Yan Xinglie didn't know what to say.At this time."
Uh-huh."
The woman's coquettish voice suddenly sounded, her tone was slightly hoarse but lazy and soft, like a pair of small hands tugging at the heartstrings.Yan Xinglie looked sideways, and the woman in the saddle happened to wake up at this moment; and happened to make such a seductive nasal sound; happened to raise his head again, revealing a charming face, and his long hair hung down like a cloud; In the end, it happened to prop himself up, revealing undulating rounded lines."
Gollum."
Without looking, Yan Xinglie knew what kind of sound it was.Sure enough, the general's cautious expression became greedy and fierce.Greedy as a wolf, ruthless as a sheep, serving in the field for many years, how can he not know the virtue of these soldiers?
Yan Xinglie sighed lightly."
Oh, this enchantress."
He looked at the corpse on the ground again."
Humph!
Beast!
”