There is a serious fucking illness!
Ye Shijun cursed angrily and watched Han Sanqian and Ningyue flying towards him. He was subconsciously shocked and angry, and took several steps back.
Now he is the one who is the strong one, and now he is the one who is the one who takes the initiative.
Why did Han Sanqian take the initiative to beat him up?
Is there any royal law for this? !
"Damn it, Han Sanqian!"
You really didn't even give me a chance to show off.
I'll fight you the hell!
No, my fucking men will fight you!
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Shijun waved his hand.
Suddenly, a group of iron cavalry suddenly shot out from the black air.
The cavalryman is covered in black armor, with black shadows lingering on his body, which looks like a ghost but not a ghost. He sits down on his horse and has a dragon's head. His whole body is dark, and the black energy is also spreading.
There were about thirty people in a group, half of whom were holding spears and half of whom were holding broadswords. They charged at Han Sanqian with great majesty.
"Fuck you, Han Sanqian, you want to sneak attack your Grandpa Ye, you should try the power of the Death Cavalry first." Ye Shijun suddenly sneered.
call!
Ghost horses roared furiously, and thirty cavalrymen charged directly at Han Sanqian in a strange formation.
Although he had never seen these things before and had never fought against them, Han Sanqian knew intuitively that this so-called death cavalry should never be underestimated.
"Be careful, get behind me." Han Sanqian told Ningyue, and he took the lead and rushed forward.
"Wow!"
"boom!"
The long sword slashed straight, the spear fell straight down, and Han Sanqian subconsciously touched the jade sword.
For a moment, Han Sanqian felt numbness in the tiger's mouth. The hand holding the sword was as if it was holding against a mountain that was about to collapse. It was so heavy that it was almost suffocating.
"puff!"
Ning Yue was behind her. Although Han Sanqian took most of the attacks for her, and she was quite prepared, she still felt a sharp pain in her chest when several weapons were pressed down, and her throat felt sweet the next second. , a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.
"Are you okay?" Han Sanqian asked hurriedly.
Ningyue gritted her teeth and shook her head: "Don't worry, you won't die even though you were injured. Three thousand, something is wrong. These death cavalry seem to be very strong."
Han Sanqian nodded, it was indeed the case.
"They are strong, and I am not weak either. I will open the way." Han Sanqian shouted coldly.
The next second, with a jade sword thrust, Han Sanqian rushed out of the encirclement and soared into the sky.
"Seventy-two Divine Swords!"
With an angry shout, his sharp swordsmanship came down with him, and he immediately attacked the cavalry and left.
"Pong Pong Pong!"
For a moment, there was only the crisp sound of iron weapons, and Han Sanqian's crazy sword attacks almost all hit the armor of the cavalry. Except for scattered sparks, there was nothing more.
"What?" Han Sanqian was surprised.
He clearly aimed at the heads and other vital parts of these cavalry, but why, in the end, did he hit their shoulders or backs, where the armor was extremely defensive?
With your own recognition ability, you shouldn't make such a low-level mistake, right?
"There's something wrong with these cavalry." Han Sanqian yelled at Ningyue in a hurry.
"What?" Ningyue was shocked.
But what surprised her even more was that while Han Sanqian was talking to her, the group of cavalry had already switched from defense to offense. With their backhand, thirty swords and guns directly attacked Han Sanqian.
Ning Yue wanted to remind Han Sanqian that it was too late at this time, so she could only watch the sword and gun go away.
"Wow!"
Han Sanqian's reaction over there was also extremely quick. Although he was defeated first, fortunately, his reaction and speed allowed him to escape as much as possible.
With the sword and gun missing, Han Sanqian flew several meters into the air, avoiding it perfectly.
Looking down, Han Sanqian's pants had been cut several times. If it were an ordinary person, his legs would have been left between the sword and gun.
Han Sanqian looked at the group of cavalry in disbelief, frowning for a moment.
"Han, what's wrong? Are you dumbfounded sometimes? Look at your posture, didn't you just fucking want to hit me? Come on, holy shit, I really want to be hit by you."
Seeing such a situation, Ye Shijun was not only very confident at this time, but also laughed at him repeatedly, and even stretched out his face for Han Sanqian to hit.
Han Sanqian smiled helplessly at Ning Yue: "I have never heard such a despicable request in my life!!"
"Then you have to satisfy me." Ningyue responded with a smile.
