Eyes canthus splitting at zhaoyun, Dian Wei, xu chu, gave JiFan a hard look at the head of the wall. . .
Turn around and run for your life. . .
Ji Fan roared: "Be sure to kill him. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles! "
Zhaoyun and others immediately pursued. . .
But in the distance is a poor army. . .
Dian Wei quickly jumped onto his dark horse, patting the horse’s ass and rushing towards the mountain.
Yan poor looked at the secluded mountain with surprise and thought to himself, "Such a hero has superb force and has a grudge against Ji Fan. If I save him, then. . 。”
Yan Qiong roared: "Send two people to pick him up quickly."
But at this moment, Huaqing also stood up and ran behind the mountain. . .
Surprise in the eyes of the mountain, if Dian Wei doesn’t chase him but chases Huaqing, and buys him a few seconds, his chances of escape are greatly increased.
It’s a pity that heaven doesn’t want it. . .
Dian Wei just glanced at Huaqing, and neither bird nor Huaqing rushed straight towards the mountain. . .
The distance between them is not far away. . .
And the poor and the poor are not far away. . .
This is a race for time.
Chapter 8. Who is the rogue?
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Dian Wei just glanced at Huaqing, and neither bird nor bird Huaqing rushed straight towards the mountain. ……
The distance between them is not far away. ……
And the poor and the poor are not far away. ……
Yan Qiong was so anxious that he thought to himself, "Run faster and faster … Run faster … idiot!"
The two foot soldiers are also savagely patting the horse’s ass and rushing to the mountain.
Dian Wei is getting closer and closer to the secluded mountain … getting closer and closer. ……
Tick tock tick tock ……
Step step step step step step! !
Drive!
Dian Wei approached first, but he didn’t stop at once, but continued to ride forward. ……
Between the waving of the double halberd, four blood flowers burst. ……
The heads of two horses and two people exploded in unison. ……
You want to cry, he just hoped to kill these two people, and then he rode away.
It’s all right now … Great. ……
You said that if you kill people, you will kill them, and you will let go of how to train horses.
Mountain deep and remote bitter forced a face to continue over the horse corpse running all the way.
Dian Wei will let him satisfied?
Double halberd sweep ……
After successfully pushing the mountain back, Dian Wei’s double halberd swept outward conveniently. ……
Mountain deep and remote mess down two steps again, bent down a squat, hand bloodthirsty blade hongming swept Dian Wei legs of the horse.
Dian Wei double halberd just swung out his spare arm to let him ride back. With a cold drink, Dian Wei stepped on the stirrup and suddenly jumped into the air, falling to the ground in a mess.
The horse’s hoofs were still cut off by the mountain, and after a bitter roar, it fell to the ground and groaned constantly.
Zhao Yun and Xu Chu have arrived. .
Zhaoyun’s pike suddenly turned against the previous light spirit atmosphere, and faintly formed a python entrenched at his side, eyeing the mountain.
Xu Chu also used his own housekeeping skills, and a wild momentum broke out from the nine-ring knife he waved, locking the mountains tightly.
Dian Wei left and right hands holding a double halberd hold hands, five fingers between flexible rotation, will double halberd waving.
Mountain you look around three people locked him now. And surrounded him in a triangle. Now there is only a duel to the death.
Huaqing stood by and looked around, not knowing what was going on.
Ji Fan, who was above the city wall, roared with a grim face: "Let the unparalleled army rush out and block his way from a distance. I will also go down and have a look. " Say that finish hurried holding black charcoal with six thousand five hundred unique army out of the city.
Yan poor slapped his fist and roared: "All the troops are rushing …" The voice did not fall.
You heard the roar of Yan poor in the mountain, and your hands were a little faster.
The meridians of the whole body in the mountain are pulled up, the blood gas is upwelling, the face is red and dandan, and the veins in both hands are bulging high. . .
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