One person forms a formation

"Brother, I owe you a life!"

Kong Hai, who had escaped from death, whispered in a low voice, pulling out the arrow inserted on his back shoulder with his back hand.

"Then you have to live well until I want the account!"

Hong Fan grabbed the horse's belly and laughed boldly without looking back, while trying to insert the horizontal knife back into the scabbard.

Unfortunately, the galloping horse was bumpy, but he did a simple move three times before he could accomplish it.

In front, Hong Ming lowered his speed slightly and soon rushed Hong Fan and Hong Lie, who were chasing their horses, returned to the formation.

At this point, there were still twenty-one and twenty-two riders left when they came, and seven or eight of them were left with the lottery.

The sand bandits on the gentle slope have been thrown to the horizon, but the more than 20 knights led by four-armed Yasha and Duangang, who have the lowest level of cultivation in the Chongmai are still chasing them.

The two knight groups continued to consume each other with bows and arrows across thirty or forty meters.

Generally speaking, this is not difficult to make a decision - the fate of a sand bandit is low, not to mention the powerful young master, even if you exchange a good family, it is not worth it.

"Three families..."

Raising a horse and whipping, the bandits began to get closer.

But Hong Fan only felt the blood burning all over his body, and his thighs couldn't stop trembling.

Under the cover of the rolling wind and sand, the two of the four targets with lower cultivation were hit, and a hole was made in their arms and calf.

The deserted sand is stained with blood, and the wind is even more suffocating.

The wind and sand first stepped into the formation, causing the world of the sand bandits to dim.

The sand bandit who was rushing to the first place suddenly became blind and waved an empty gun in a panic.

On the Gobi Desert, one person went against the wind and a horse formed a formation.

Sand thorns are not poisonous, but in Jinhai, where there is no medical treatment or medicine, wound infection is more poisonous than anything else.

He held a scimitar in his hand and slashed at a very fast speed.

It was the sand like a living creature that once brought him endless fear.

Just ahead, there were Hong Ming and several Zhu Yiqi Knights rushing in the opposite direction.

But they are not the only ones waiting for a chance to break through.

He then turned around and shouted to Hong Fan: "The enemy is strong and I am weak, so I will shoot horses but not people!"

In the sand and mist, the roar of high roar and the sound of shock and anger rose at the same time.

By this time, both sides had exhausted their arrows and their true energy had dried up.

Hong Fan pulled up his horse spear and adjusted his breathing. His already exhausted arm was filled with strength again - his flame fluid had long been used, and what was rushing into his meridians was the undamaged true energy of the life star.

But for this team that merged by the three companies, the second choice is far more difficult than the first one.

Just like during countless training sessions, the deserted sand instantly condensed into a shield in the owner's belly.

But Fuwu Gravel faithfully passed all the information to the Lord.

He laughed loudly under the smoke and dust.

Then, he was penetrated straight into his heart by a long spear.

"Commander, what should I do?"

From Bentley's feet, deserted sand rolled like waves, instantly flooding its area of ​​more than ten meters.

Bentley was in pain, and foaming at the corner of his mouth accelerated.

"Sand, sand world?!"

Yu Kaicheng and Fang Tianzong looked at each other and knew that the time for a showdown was up.

But the sand attached to his body in advance can.

"Two riders!"

The blade hit the point, smashed the sand shield, and cut the fish scale skin armor in half.

Hong Fan leaned forward and came from Hong Lie for more than two months. The cavalry skills that Kong Hai learned slowly flowed through his heart.

"I'll defeat the enemy!"

Compared to long spears, the horse lance is hard and long.

The sand mist dissipated, and Hong Fan had already killed his horse through the enemy formation.

"Four horses, five horses!"

But in the pursuit battle, shooting a horse will make the opponent use his true energy.

In silence, the gravel spreads inward along their blood vessels.

The four-armed Yasha who lost his mount flashed his eyes, and he pulled up two steps after tying sand, jumped up onto the unmanned galloping horse in front of him.

Hong Fan roared in a deep voice, tightly clamping his spear.

"Boy is crazy, let me die!"

Without stabbing, its huge double-sided blade can cause fatal injuries by horse speed.

"act recklessly!"

Just now, the four-armed Yasha, who was confident and determined to kill, split the sand fog with a scimitar. With a glance, he saw what was finally blocking him.

The spear surrounds the neck, and the sound of the powerful wind spreads like a tide.

"Star Lord enters the formation, we retreat!"

The choices placed in front of everyone are to fight to the death, and to survive by breaking the tail.

The harsh sound of armor breaking out, the blade of the spear cuts and penetrates into the torso, and the tip of the blade breaks out from the back.

Hong Fan pressed the horse spear to his left shoulder, held the scimitar, grabbed a sand sword in the air with his left hand, and stabbed it into the opponent's thigh artery as he passed by.

The King of Fire Ting draws his sword and immediately throws down eight words and then turns around and chases him.

On the other side, there were loud sarcasm in the sand thieves.

"Sand mist" is launched.

The abdomen was sore and fainted, but Hong Fan captured the opportunity.

There were twenty-three people flying on the sea that were unavailable.

Hong Fan whistled continuously and had completely disappeared into the enemy's formation.

"A stupid person who seeks death!"

Hong Fan aimed at the coming enemy and defended the center line firmly.

The second sand bandit in the open realm heard the movement and wanted to stop it with a long spear, but was deceived by the confusing sand flow.

"Three Riders!"

He used the sand and mist to cover it, and followed the trend and chased after a spear when both sides were away, cutting open the hind legs of Yu Kaicheng's mount.

He gritted his teeth and was about to make a decision, but he saw Hong Fan, who was at the end, suddenly turned around.

"The deserted sand is ruthless, don't complain!"

Hong Lie glanced at the back and asked in a low voice.

"You'll leave, don't worry about me!"

Everyone knows that escaping is not a solution.

Racing horses intertwined.

The two meridians are connected to each other and the two meridians are connected. If they are counterattacked, Hong Fan will not be able to keep up with the other party's actions no matter what.

The blood fountain was mixed with the disintegrating sand squirting out.

But even if Hong Ming tried hard to restrain himself, only eighteen people and eighteen cavalry remained.

After leaving a word, the four-armed yaksha turned around and actually escaped.

Even my comrades didn't react.

Taking advantage of the clarity in front of him, Hong Fan turned his hand and shaped four sand thorns between his five fingers, swung his wrist and threw them.

Hong Fan fired another arrow at the horse's leg, and this time he successfully forced the sand bandits to sweep the enemy.

"The Sixth Cavalry! Hong Fan broke the formation here!"

Hong Ming's eyes were blood-stained, and his beard, which was stained with blood, trembled continuously, like a condensed flame.

Kong Hai, who was sitting upside down on his saddle, slashed several arrows in succession, and saw the arrows shot from his side being chased by the sand bandits who were chasing him, and he was slashed away.

[Hold the gun in a living hand, hold the spear in a dead hand...]

The long pole bends slightly, and the lifeless body is knocked off the horse's back.

Hong Lie, Shen Hong, Kong Hai and others looked back in the voice and saw that the young knight who had just joined the team had already put on his long spear and kicked the horse's belly hard.

Angry shouting sounds like wolf smoke.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters...

Hong Ming looked back and glanced at everyone, and there was blood in every pair of eyes he saw.

Hong Fan shouted loudly and swung his wrist with force. The long blade turned across the sand bandit's chest ninety degrees, breaking out from the side, stirring a large ball of flesh into the air.

"One ride!"

Hormone secretion, pupil condensation.

The speed of arrows that are usually riding on the bow is limited, and shooting people can be easily dodged or bounced away by the inclination of armor, which makes the attacker more physically.

The next person who rushed by the sound was Yu Kaicheng, the fourth leader of the sea flying.

Kong Hai changed the owner's war horse.

The sharp blades are connected.

Hong Fan was stunned when he heard this and immediately understood.

"How can I bear this, boy?"

While chasing and fleeing, he drove for a few miles in a moment.

Twisting his waist and spear, Hong Fan threw the dead body off the blade, and then used the Yanyue Sword's shoulder-bearing sword.

At this time, the third sand bandit approached by the sound and silently slashed the knife.

The leader was like this, and the already exhausted bandits saw that they were about to be attacked from front and back, and their morale collapsed and they ran away.

Among the dozen people, Fang Tianzong was the only one who held a big sword and wanted to fight again.

But seeing that everyone left, "Broken Steel" had to follow.

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