Descent of the Phoenix

A knife cuts the line and slams down.

The surrounding Xiongnu soldiers had no time to rescue, and they had to deal with the bows and arrows of the Beimu soldiers in their hands. They turned around and aimed at Haoyue.

The arrow is empty, and the coming is very fast.

The eyes are not moving, and the body is not flashing.

The moon was cold and cold, and the footsteps were to avoid the sharp arrows that came from behind.

I thought that the leg bones that had been smashed on the mountain of distraction were bleeding and bleeding. I didn’t feel what I was doing all the time. At this time, there was a problem, and I couldn’t lift it.

The dark eyes are slightly wrinkled.

The shoulders of the moon flashed slightly, and the knife in his hand was still stabbed without mercy.

"Oh." The smashing target of the scorpion smashed into the target, and the sharp arrow that flew behind him also shot into the shoulder of Haoyue.

Deeply immersed.

And the eyes of the moon did not blink.

In the distance, Ouyang Yufei, who was hiding in the city gate, saw the brow wrinkled deep.

Damn, just don't take yourself seriously.

Just don't let yourself make a mistake, this month...

"The coach..."

"The coach..."

The Xiongnu soldiers in the recent past have all boiled, fearing, and screaming.

With a knife and a batch, he cut off the sharp arrow that hit his shoulder, and grabbed the tail of the moon and pulled it out directly.

Blood splatters out in the sun, drawing a blood arc.

The Xiongnu coach who was not in front of his eyes, the moon and the Xiongnuwang flag that turned over to the side rushed over.

"Protect the king flag..."

"Catch the assassin..."

In this deafening voice, a moon flew to the flag of the Huns, which was high on the wall.

The hand fell and the knife cut off the flag that symbolized the Xiongnu.

Suddenly, I saw that the flag fluttered and fell to the outside of the city.