Nightfall

The second volume of the Winter Lake Chapter 26 victory, has nothing to do with the light

The temple cavalry commander looked down the meadow, without any expression on his face. He did not care about the life and death of everyone in the grain camp. He just wanted to see if there was a suitable time for him to send troops in the chaotic situation.

Suddenly there was a violent shake of heaven and earth vitality under the meadow. The powerful and sublime rune breath directly reflected in his sea of ​​knowledge, making his expression drastically change.

Qu Nimadi, an old fù person, was hard-hearted. When he saw the horse thieves wielding a machete and slashing Yan Guofu who could not escape, the wrinkles on his face did not tremble.

But when the carriage was broken into pieces and the girl in white floated in the air to draw the rune, the wrinkles on her face suddenly changed from the lines carved in the stone to the chaos in the wind, all piled together, looking shocked Incomparably.

"The runeman in the camp was actually her!"

"She can actually write the indefinite character? Did she already enter the destiny?"

Qu Ni Madi expression yīn Shen, looked back at the carriage in the middle of the cavalry queue, secretly thought that if the niece who was spoiled by his own treasure knew this fact, I did not know how to react.

The curtain of the carriage closed tightly, and the girl in the clear and pure like an orchid felt the terror power from the bottom of the meadow, slowly raised her head, a sensible emotion flowed on her face, and she said to herself softly. : "It turns out to be Sister Mo."

Through the curtains, only by the force of Fu Fu, he guessed who Fu Shi is, this flowery girl, it seemed that she had not previously been unaware of everything born on the meadow outside the carriage.

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Half a rune, turned into an invisible high air mass, like a giant fist swayed by the gods, instantly torn through the air above the camp, and struck the fire wall into a huge hole, and shocked more than ten riding thieves. Came in front of the horse thief, and suddenly froze with the winter wind.

Ma Thiefling knew the key point of his life moment, groaned, and the fingers hanging on the side of the saddle tremble violently, and the thumb was higher and lower on the lines of the **** of the middle finger, pushing out the thoughts in the sea without cherishing it.

The strong thoughts accumulated in meditation for decades have come out of the body, and collided with the power of the rune that rushed to the face. The strange power collided, so that the air around the horse's collar was filled with countless strange white lines .

These white lines are extremely minute turbulence in the air, because the flow of air is not equal to the surrounding air, so that the light refraction is greatly increased, so it appears white.

The air that can make nothing seem to be torn apart is so unbearable. Howling in a very fine place, one can imagine how terrible the collision between the semi-rune and the Dainian's decades of skill.

In countless air turbulences like catkins dancing wildly, a few drops of blood spattered from the corner of the horse's thief's eyes.

Because this unfinished rune was too powerful, the horse thief collar had to condense all the mental powers against it, and attacked Ning Que's power of mind that was spurting and falling in the air. Naturally, a very short gap appeared.

The tens of thousands of steel needles in Ning's lack of consciousness suddenly disappeared, and the pain that remained in the consciousness remained, but he finally woke up from a vague state.

It only suffices to be awake for a moment.

He pulled out the **** umbrella he was carrying behind his back, his wrists shook, and the coarse cloth was shredded, wrapped in a heavy black umbrella that had n’t been seen in months. The **** umbrella shouted to see the light again, like a black sè Like a lotus flower, blooming above his head.

The **** umbrella made him slow down the fall, so as not to fall to death alive, the more important thing is that the **** umbrella looked extremely greasy and dirty, and actually absorbed most of the terrorist thought attacks from below .

The body is still floating in the air, and Ning Que's hand holding the knife has been waved.

At this time, he was still some distance away from the horse thief collar below, and Pu Dao couldn't cut each other, but a silver needle burst out of the air with a sneer from his wrist, just like the pictures born every day in the back hill of the academy. Strange and difficult to grasp the dark line, straight into the eyes of the horse collar!

The horse thief collar is the great master of Dongxuan upper realm. His self-cultivation is similar to the white girl Mo Shanshan, but he still struggles to cope with the unfinished rune. The whole body is bound by the dangerous turbulence in the air.

He didn't even think that Ning Que, who was obviously seriously wounded, was still hiding behind him. Seeing the silver wire, which was so dim and almost invisible, he had to pierce his eyes. Inevitably, he could only take the risk of turbulence and bowed his head forcibly.

With a pop, the silver needle instantly penetrated his brow bone!

The silver needle did not see the tail deep, and a drop of blood like red mole appeared at first sight.

The horse thief collar only felt a sharp pain in his head, and his eyes could not help but dark.

The black in front of me is not exactly a painful injury, but really black.

Because the **** umbrella fell.

Under the **** umbrella, Park knife in Ning Que's hand chopped straight out, the knife was simple and clear.

It's just a matter of moments before the blade enters the flesh and breaks the bone.

Bang

The arm flies to the sky.

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There was a terrible blood on the right shoulder of the horse thief. The blood poured out like a fountain. The sword was not exhausted. With a cry of pain, he fell towards the back of the horse and fell heavily on the ground.

Just before landing, his skinny right finger pointed to Ning Que, who was about to fall on his back.

Ning Que suffered another serious injury, suffocated his abdomen, and then sprayed blood, his body fell.

Just fell on the horse that originally belonged to the horse thief.

He didn't realize the sweet taste between net's tongues. Before his consciousness fell into vagueness, Piao Dao broke the wind and cut again, but it wasn't the horse thief collar that had fluttered, but the horse tún.

A very deep blood suddenly appeared on the horse tún.

The horse was frightened by the pain, and madly rushed forward, slamming into the burning fire wall!

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There was another hole under the transparent hole in front of the camp that was penetrated by the rune.

A burning galloping horse with a severely wounded and weak defect, screamed and rushed out of that hole. The mane ponytail had already started to burn to ashes, and the galloping tongue of the galloping body spit out.

The fire formed by the Burning Sky Fire Talisman is extremely terrible. The horse rushed forcibly and was instantly burned to death. He fell heavily on the ground. Ning Que on the horse slammed on the ground at the same time and continued to roll for a few times before stopping. Down.

Despite the protection of the **** umbrella, the edges of his body were still spitting flames, which might burn at any time. He was sitting on the ground in embarrassment, turning his head to look at one, his voice shouted hoarsely: "Water!"

According to his previous command, Tmall Girl prepared a large bucket of fresh water to wait beside, and had not participated in the defense. Seeing that the sisters were fighting with the horse thief, she was so anxious that she could not kick the bucket of water. The change was so rapid that it wasn't until now that Ning Que's previous intentions were understood.

With a clatter, a whole bucket of water was poured onto Ning Que's body. The flames burning on his clothes were instantly quenched, and his weak body was directly knocked to the ground by the bucket of fresh water.

The **** horse ran from the side of the camp and ran to him. He lowered his head and kept arching his body. He was very anxious. He seemed worried that he would never stand up after falling down.

Ning Que collapsed on the wet ground, and really had no strength to stand up. Fortunately, there was no faint mí. He opened his eyes and looked at the horse face that was very close to his face, holding a very hard smile.

From the beginning of the war to the end of the assassination of horse thieves, he encountered countless extremely dangerous situations and countless sufferings. According to human instinct requirements, he would automatically faint when faced with unbearable physical and mental pain, but he seemed to have Some kind of talent that is against the instinct of the body is hard to maintain the last trace of clarity.

He raised his right arm hard, put a **** umbrella that was a little more dirty than before, and put it on the ng bore, and then stuffed the kit with the **** always in his arms.

After doing these two things, he was really relieved, but he still did not faint because of his lax energy. He stabbed the knife into the wetland beside him, stood up with a grunt, and watched the camps Fighting sound, want to go to help, but is now seriously injured by Nian Li's body, actually a little disobedient.

Everything that should be done is finished, shouldn't it die? As for the people who are **** fighting around the car array, he can no longer change anything at this time.

I do not know what to expect, Ning Que looked behind.

Among the camps in the wolf, the carriage that had collapsed to pieces left only the bottom carriage, Mo Shanshan was sitting on the carriage at this time, and the white clothes on his body did not know how much it was painted. Stucco.

The girl runeman had previously forcibly crossed his own ability, cast a rune that the runeman could use, and was severely repulsed. In addition, there was no trace of the squeezed mind in the sea, so he fell directly in the air. .

Perhaps it was the relationship of being shaken, Mo Shanshan had already awakened.

She lowered her head slightly, and the black forehead was untidy. She pressed her side to the ground to support her right hand. She shivered with the thin lashes that were faintly visible in the silk. The pale cheeks were filled with weakness. faint.

Suddenly there was a thunder hoof in the distance, looking at the burst of smoke above the meadow. Ning Que knew that the team of temple cavalry was as tempted as he expected, and said to the Tmall girl beside him: "Slightly When I cleaned the battlefield later, I took back my two knives for me. "

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The fire wall in front of the camp was mainly to give Ning Que an opportunity to assassinate the horse thief collar. The area covered was not large enough to stop those horse thieves. Just before the scuffle, the horse thieves rushed in with a scimitar and waving. At this time, the car array consisting of grain and straw bags had already been damaged. The disciples of Mochi Court were as bright as snow, and their perseverance was steadily struggling, and those who died were killed and injured in a very short time.

The horse thief was nowhere to be found at this time. It was not known whether he was seriously injured by his subordinates or was dead. The fact that the body was trampled into mud by the horseshoe had a great impact on the horse thief group. It's already messy, but the defense force in the camp is on the verge of extinction.

If the temple cavalry above the meadow was not dispatched at this time, no one could predict whether the camp was first washed by blood or the horse thieves could not bear the pressure and collapsed first.

The big men on the meadow were shocked by Mo Shanshan's pre-eminent half-run rune. Instead, he didn't pay much attention to jumping over the fire wall, and finally slashed the horseman's collar.

The cavalry commander of the shrine sensed, and his keen eyes noticed a faint shadow on the end of the raging fire wall, but did not see the specific situation at that time. But ... He saw the horse thief's collar seriously injured, and then was taken away by the number of riders, and also saw the chaos and collapse of the horse thief at this time.

I did not rush down the meadow to rescue the people in the camp because the two or three hundred fierce horse thieves were heavily guarded, and they still had the power to fight. They commanded the adults not to take the honorable life of the temple knight to take risks, and now the horse thief was dead. The defeat has already come to an end. It is a good time for the temple cavalry to show force, and to collect war power arbitrarily. As a war leader, he certainly will not miss this opportunity.

"The horse thief is slaughtering the believers of Haotian. As the guardian of the temple, you know what to do."

The temple cavalry commander, pulled out the sword on the waist, pointed to the chaotic, **** grain team camp below the meadow, Shen Sheng said, the sun shining on his serious and righteous face, looked extremely holy.

"For the light, move on!"

The Hundred Cavalry Cavalry Cavaliers moved in accordance with their orders, holding their weapons with engraved runes in their hands, lifting their reins, rushing from the meadow towards the campsite, kicking countless gravel.

The black armor is painted with complicated gold patterns, which are like countless blooming sunflowers under the sun, shining with light. The temple cavalrymen started their rescue operations with a spirit of justice and fearlessness.

Facing the world's most elite cavalry escort, he had already killed a horse thief who had been exhausted for half a day, and was caught in panic and chaos because he was seriously injured and had no way of resisting.

Even the most fierce and powerful horse thief is not an opponent of ordinary temple cavalry, not to mention the scimitar in their hands. Before the temple cavalry's rune, it was like a wooden stick.

It didn't take long for the temple cavalry to destroy all the horse thieves around the camp, paying only a small price, and the idea and plan to lead the adults were perfectly realized.

Bright, won again.

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Six hundred horseback thieves suffered heavy casualties, the remaining horse thieves were scattered, the temple cavalry had to clean the battlefield, to reap the ranks, and to protect the nobles above the meadow. They only chased the horse thief in a symbolic sense. Horse thieves who rode far away from the battlefield were also able to take the opportunity to escape.

The battle between the meadows was fierce, and the battle between the two hundred Yanqi and the horse thief was also extremely fierce. At this time, only forty riders were left to ride back to the camp, and everyone was wounded.

The fighting started in the morning hours, and people have been dying, but relying on the heroic battle of the car array and the disciples of Mochiyuan, not too many people died, but the worst casualties appeared at the end, and the damaged car array and exhaustion were exhausted. Mo Shanshan can no longer protect more people, and countless Yan Zumin husbands die tragically under the horse thief's scimitar.

A young male disciple of Mo Chi Yuan was attacked by several horse thieves with red eyes and died tragically.

Juzhahua and other big river country girls' expressions stood in front of the younger brother's body with eyes full of sadness and anger. The youngest Tmall girl couldn't help crying, her eyes were red.

There was a sad atmosphere in the camp, and there were dense hoofs outside the camp.

The Temple Cavalry completed a short-range chase against the broken horse thief, and regrouped. The armor of the black patterned gold flower shone brightly in the sun, and the neat queue looked orderly, and the pressure was bright and powerful.

If placed in peacetime, the Yanmin people who believe in Haotian Dao in the camp, out of absolute awe of the Xiling Temple, will surely cast envious fanatic gaze, and may even kneel down to the ground and piously knock. However, at this moment, the people shrouded in grief ignored the temple cavalry outside the camp. Occasionally, some people looked over, and their eyes seemed so numb and cold, even with a hint of hatred.

If these temple cavalry did not move on the meadow before, but chose to charge the battalion in the first place, and cooperate with the disciple of Mochiyuan, especially the powerful girl rune, they can definitely defeat the horse thief, but they did not do so. The camp was dead and wounded at the last moment.

At this time, many cold bodies lying on the ground of the wasteland should have been hot. Many dead people might have survived. After returning to the Yan Kingdom, they could see their relatives, but because of the self-satisfaction of these temple cavalry. Cold, all may no longer exist.

In this case, no one in the camp would welcome the arrival of this group of temple cavalry.

People never see their heads, and light never sees their darkness, especially when you think you are tall, when you think you are absolutely bright.

The temple cavalry who lined up outside the camp did not think that there was anything wrong with their previous action of not moving. At that time, the horse thieves still maintained enough combat strength. Do we want our distinguished temple cavalry to serve you ordinary civilians? People risk bleeding? On the contrary, in their view, they still rely on the charge of the temple cavalry to defeat the horse thief in one fell swoop and retain the life of these people in the camp. They are eligible to receive the glance of appreciation, not the cold and indifferent even hatred now. Gaze ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Some temple cavalry can't help but shed a trace of contempt and anger on the indifferent and serious cheeks. If it's not for the commanding adults, they may even rush into the camp and dare those few The civilians who bet on their hatred were dragged out and whipped hard.

Looking at the indifferent cheeks of the temple cavalry outside the camp, thinking of the other party's previous cold-blooded shamelessness and the present disgusting expression, Tmall blushed furiously, and raised her arms to wipe the tears and scolded the other party.

Juhua took her behind him, forcibly suppressed the sadness and anger in her heart, and gave a salute to the temple cavalry who sat high above the horse, said nothing, took the sisters and started to deal with the rear of the camp thing.

The so-called hindsight is sad. The wounded swallows and the husbands supported each other, looked at the bodies of their fallen companions, and looked at the pools of broken limbs. They could not feel the luck and joy of the rest of the life after the disaster. Many people began to howl and camp There was crying in the sky.

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