Chapter 29

"Don't let a girl charge and lose the face of our Chinese people?" After saying that, the swordsman gave birth to a true qi in the acupuncture points under their feet, and there was no trace of snow. In an instant, the swordsman rushed out at an elegant pace.

What else can Dugu Caihua say? He can only follow the meteor, and the lotus at the end of the broken GUA hammer in his hand suddenly blooms. Just as Dugu Caihua followed closely, two women, Butterfly Dance and Zhu Jian Wanrong, rushed from Dugu Caihua's side with long swords left and right. Dugu Caihua was looking at the light skills of the sword clan, and he was extremely envious in an instant. It seemed that he had to find a good time to 'step on the snow without trace' with the old university.

The swords were extremely energetic. Five people were killed like five whirlwinds, which made the pair of Yi cavalry unexpected. Some people were in a mess with the tight cavalry wall for a while. The horses couldn't help hissing, and the orders of the Yi people came one after another.

The sword clan used the snow without trace to fly more than ten arms, and the sword clan could hear at least four Yi soldiers on the opposite side giving orders, and they were contradictory. Such an obvious loophole is in the eyes of the swords, which is the opportunity to defeat the Yi cavalry in one fell swoop. At this time, the orders are getting stronger and stronger. When the swords were about to approach the Yi cavalry, the whole Yi cavalry had become a pot of porridge.

Some rushed to Xiao Yu privately in an attempt to intercept them, and some were typically bullied and afraid of the strong, and killed the swordsmen who did not ride horses. Of course, many of them chose to pick flowers alone. Such a situation makes the swordsmen feel even more happy, which is simply a help to me.

Of course, the swords really don't understand why the Yi cavalry, who were still good when chasing people just now, panicked to this point in the face of the counterattack, but at this time, it is really not allowed for the swords to think too much. Seeing the black armor, the black horse is right in front of them, and the swordsmen jumped directly over the Yi cavalry. On the top of his head, the ice blade turned his hand and continued to rush forward with a true breath. With this knife, a quick knife, a blood mist in the sky had already dyed the sky red.

Xiao Yu pulled the horse over there, threw the long whip of his right hand forward, rolled up a black horse leg, pulled it hard, and tore off the leg of the enemy's mount. Xiao Yu turned the horse's head, rolled up the long whip, and swept forward, and it was a semicircle. Xiao Yu, of course, had rich practical experience. The long whip did not hit those Yi people, but flew directly to the enemy's facade. Dozens of Yi soldiers had a bright red whip mark on their faces.

Butterfly dance and sword casting Wanrong, the two rushed over one left and one right, and the two good horses rose in the air at the same time. Two long swords under the demon sun pulled out half a sword flower in mid-air, and two strands of blood fog spewed out. Two women rushed across the defense line of the Yi nationality, and there was a clear view behind them. The gravel official road and Magras City could be seen from afar. The two women rushed through the distance of dozens of arms in the defense line, immediately turned the horse's head, and then rushed over.

The tactics of Dugu picking flowers are naturally not open and upright. As soon as they saw four or five Yi cavalry rushing towards him, Dugu picking flowers rolled on the mat. The broken GUA hammer in his hand pointed to the flying horses's legs. His thumb pressed the motivation, and four or five silver needles drew a streamer from the air. In the blink of an eye, there was a cavalry. Falling to the ground, Dugu picked flowers and was unrelenting, and the broken GUA hammer in his hand blossomed left and right.

The dark horses of the four or five Yi soldiers who rushed over fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, and the Yi soldiers also rolled on the ground and threw them at Dugu as a javelin. Seeing the four javelin shoot at Dugu Caihua, the long black whip suddenly rolled over, the long whip in Xiao Yu's hand wrapped around, and the four guns suddenly lost their strength. Dugu picked flowers and was not grateful. The broken GUA hammer in his hand kept facing Xiao Yu, pressed the machine, and several silver needles shot out, straight to the nearest Yi soldier behind Xiao Yu. Seeing the Yi soldiers behind Xiao Yu covering their faces and falling down from the horse, Dugu Caihua immediately swept his legs in front of him, and the rapid foot wind suddenly kicked all four Yi soldiers.

Five people rushed into the Yi cavalry group and killed, and these Yi cavalry have not yet reorganized their defense line. The blood fog raised everywhere, and the Yi soldiers who began to collapse in their hearts finally began to fear, but this also brought a benefit. In addition to the sound of the sword, there was only orders left. The sound. But there are four voices. So far, the sword clan has understood that this is a cavalry team temporarily composed of four teams.

"Call the elemental magician and the healing magician immediately." The nearest Yi captain of the sword clan roared there with a cross sword.

"Magician, magician." A little farther away, an Yi captain roared beside him while commanding.

"The situation doesn't seem to be very good." The butterfly dance stabbed out with a sword, and the master beauty directly stabbed an Yi soldier in black armor.

"Fight the thief and capture the king." After saying that, the swords stamped to the ground and soared into the air. At the same time, his left foot stepped on the shoulder of an Yi soldier, and the cold blade stabbed the nearest captain.

"Protect the car." The cross sword in the captain's hand couldn't help greeting, which seemed to be out of rules.

Looking at the disorderly dance, the sword clan is also puzzled that such fists and feet can also be elected as an officer, but the sword clan can't handle this. The cold blade casually found a flaw in this disorderly dance and stabbed it. The tip of the blade collided with the black armor, wiping out a lot of sparks. The swordsman pinched his left hand into a finger, and the 72nd link finger also made a start. A true breath flew out of his fingertips and stabbed a hole in the other party's head.

The swordsman estimated that they couldn't live long, and now rushed to another Yi captain. As soon as I had this idea, I saw that the 200-strong cavalry began to retreat. In the blink of an eye, the cavalry fled everywhere.

"Catch someone and ask." It is estimated that the butterfly dance has done a lot of work. He flew directly from the front and rushed to a fleeing soldier. Under the light skill of the butterfly dance, his feet were connected, and then he kicked him down. It's really nothing to see, simple and rough.

"This group of people is too easy to break up." Wanrong's words did not use defeat but to break up. After saying that, Wanrong wiped the blood from the sword in her hand.

"These guys are in vain. Unfortunately, they don't have a unified command." After saying that, the swordsman walked over to the butterfly dance.

The butterfly dance grabbed the collar of the Yi soldier, and now it was a kick. There was a muffled sound, and the rest of the people present stared at the butterfly dance.

The swordsman believed that the muffled sound was definitely the sound of fracture, and Dugu Caihua wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "The women of the Qin Empire are really different."

How miserable the Yi soldier at the foot of the butterfly dance was at this time, how miserable it was. He cried in the sky, and the big tears of soybeans were sandwiched by cold sweat. The right leg knee is even more swollen like a bean bag.

"Ask, let him go early after asking." The heart of the swordsman is not super cold-blooded. Although everyone belongs to different ethnic groups, their lives are also their lives.

Butterfly Dance did not answer the words of the sword clan, but looked at the Yi soldier who was lying on the ground covering his right foot: "I ask you, you must answer truthfully. If there is any falsehood, I will let you walk with both hands in the future." After saying that, the butterfly dance measured the soft sword of the silkworm on the thigh of the Yi soldiers and said to Xiao Yu, "Yuer, shall we cut the calves or the thighs?"

Xiao Yu is very speechless. Xiao Yu really doesn't know what to say about the butterfly dance. However, the Yi soldier who reacted faster than Xiao Yu said, "My goddess, please ask."

The reaction of the Yi soldier on the ground, the butterfly dance looked in his eyes and was happy in his heart. If the sword flute was lying on the ground, the guy would definitely grit his teeth and curse.

"Why do you hate us Chinese so much? It is not a period of war between the two races, and this kind of extreme hatred should not happen." After all, the sword clan still couldn't bear to ask the Yi soldier underground in front of the butterfly dance.

As soon as he heard the problem of the sword clan, the Yi soldier on the ground changed his face and gritted his teeth, as if he had a deep hatred: "It's you despicable infidels who burned most of our cities clean with a fire."

"Clean your mouth, you Yi pigs." The butterfly dance stabbed it without hesitation. A blood hole appeared on the right arm of the Yi soldiers. A tragic roar to the sky. The Yi soldiers fainted directly.

Butterfly dance put away the silkworm soft sword and turned to look at the other four people: "What do you think?"

Xiao Yu asked, "Has their city been killed by fire?"

"I didn't see it. Anyway, I didn't notice it." Dugu picked flowers and shook his hand quickly.

Jian Xiao was also helpless: "I didn't pay attention to it. I paid attention to pedestrians."

"Look at the appearance of this soldier, it should not be fake." Zhu Jian Wanrong analyzed it.

"Who set the fire?" Xiao Yudao.

"You will know when you ask," at this point, the butterfly dance flew out, kicked him high, and fell heavily to the ground.

An unprecedented and tragic moan resounded on this official road. The Yi soldier covered his right hand and looked at the butterfly dance with fear. His blood-stained body rubbed back harder in an attempt to retreat.

"Let me ask you something, who set the fire in your city?" The image of a butterfly dance is placed there, and everyone is trembling.

"I don't know." The Yi soldier replied miserably, and then cried bitterly, "Goddess, please forgive me."

"Mom, you dare to deceive me." The character of the butterfly dance has proved to be quite hot.

"Wait, maybe he didn't lie." Looking at the butterfly dance, the swordsman was really afraid that the butterfly dance would kick him to death. The quick-eyed swordsman blocked the butterfly dance's legs that were about to step on.