The Era of Generals

"Back, back quickly!"

Seeing Li Quan'an, Qi Sha was filled with the fear of being dominated by him, and hurriedly yelled.

It's a pity that it's too late.

Others couldn't see it, but Chen Ze could see it clearly.

From Li Quan'an's feet, a circle of off-white light had already spread out, covering all the ghosts who had just rushed out of the canyon.

Surrounding the star white - ridicule!

"Damn it, why is this reckless man again?"

"Still so annoying!"

"Fuck him!"

Guo Zi, who was right in front of him, was resolutely given up by the ghosts, and a group of people turned their horses and headed straight towards Li Quan'an with red eyes.

How could Li Quanan be afraid?

Facing the rushing Gui Jianshou, he advanced instead of retreating, and further squeezed the range of the mocking halo towards the entrance of the canyon.

brush!

With a flash of cold light, it was not Li Quan'an who made the first move, but Guo Zitu, who pretended to retreat, turned his head back and drew. The sharp hook and sickle spear cut off the legs of Gui Jianchou's horse riding in the front, and brought a lot of blood.

The horse, which had lost its front legs, leaned forward in severe pain, and the powerful momentum directly threw the ghost on the horse's back into the air.

Whoosh!

He was still waving wildly in the air, and a sharp arrow shot towards him. With a bang, the sharp arrow went in and out, and he didn't even have time to hum, when it landed, it was already a corpse.

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

There was more than one sharp arrow. Behind Li Quanan, five archers holding strong bows suddenly appeared. Their sharp eyes swept across the field, and their hands kept on. An arrow in sorrow fell off the horse.

During a face-to-face meeting, more than a dozen ghosts saw that many people died, but they didn't even touch a single hair of Li Quan'an.

"What are you still doing?"

"Let the arrows! Let the arrows!"

Qi Sha was furious, and hurriedly shouted orders to stop in time, and his men who were not affected by Li Quanan shot arrows.

The subordinates woke up like a dream, and some of them got off their horses under Qi Sha's command, forming a double attack angle with their companions on the horse.

In this way, the number of attackers that the narrow entrance can accommodate at the same time has increased from five or six to more than ten people.

Boom—!

The bowstring trembled, like a rain of spring arrows and a lightning volley, and every branch could not leave Li Quanan's side.

"hey-hey!"

The rain of arrows had just come out, Guo Zi had been prepared for a long time, he rushed to Li Quan'an in one stride, and repeated the same trick, the hook, sickle and long spear were divided into two parts, dancing out two impenetrable phantoms.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of Jin Tiejiao sounded endlessly, only for a moment, Guo Zi's feet were already covered with broken arrows, and blood was blooming on his body. After all, the rain of arrows, which was more than doubled, could not be completely defended. Eat as much as you want, just make sure that Li Quanan is not attacked behind you.

Both opponents knew that Li Quan'an was the key player at this time. Although Guo Zi hadn't figured out why those ghosts wanted to go to Li Quan'an's side, that was the battle plan.

When issuing the order, Chen Ze's first confession to Guo Zi was to ask him to keep Li Quan'an no matter what!

For this reason, no matter how dense the opponent's arrow rain is, Guo Zi will try his best to hit one or two arrows and use his body to make up for the mistakes in moves, and he will never let Li Quan'an suffer any damage!

This is the arrogance of being an elite Xuanjia.

He is like this, and so is Meng Yang. Once on the battlefield, the commander's order is more important than anything else. Even if he is desperate to die, he must play his best role!

Chen Ze made such an arrangement to let Guo Zi change his life for another?

No!

The opponent has archers, so why doesn't he have one?

Taking advantage of Guo Zi's efforts to resist the opponent's rain of arrows, five well-trained archers have already eliminated the ghosts and sorrows affected by Li Quanan's taunt. It can be dumped anywhere.

Li Quan'an is a living target, so why not the ghosts gathered at the entrance of the canyon?

Xuanjia's elite strong bow is far more powerful than Gui Jianchou, who regards bows and arrows as an auxiliary attack method. A sharp arrow pierces through the air, and one arrow is a life. It is only a few rounds of volleys. reduce.

On the other side of Gui Jianchou, Qi Sha's eyes are about to burst.

More than a dozen brothers fell in a pool of blood.

Want to rush out?

Want to deal with Li Quanan first?

In Qi Sha's eyes, the short distance between the two is like a natural chasm, which cannot be crossed at all.

"retreat……"

In desperation, he could only roar, telling his subordinates to follow him back into the valley.

However……

"Boss, I can't retreat!"

The cries of the subordinates behind made Qi Sha's heart tighten instantly.

Looking back, the light green poisonous mist looks like a terrifying monster that chooses to eat people, with its mouth wide open, waiting to meet its prey.

After two conflicts, the light green poisonous mist produced by the burning of the green feather vines finally occupied the Duoman Canyon. The place where they stood now was the last piece of pure land.

However, the Pure Land is also a purgatory, and the slowly approaching poisonous mist is like a knife, cutting into Qi Sha's heart one by one, causing his blood to flow.

There is no way out, and there are chasing soldiers, and the remaining 30 or so riders have reached the point of life and death.

die!

We will die!

The shadow of death shrouded everyone's heart in an instant. Under despair, their shoulders suddenly seemed to be pressed, and the weight of the weight made people tremble.

The ghosts never imagined that the shadow of death that they always brought to others would one day fall on their own heads.

When they watched others tremble under the fear of death, they were very proud and proud, and even laughed heartily, admiring the faces distorted by fear.

But when this shadow fell on his head, no one could still laugh.

Including Qi Sha.

"Boss, what shall we... do?"

Gui Jianchouzhong, who was on the verge of collapse, finally lost his fighting spirit, and even tears of terror flowed on his pale face.

"Not promising!"

Qi Sha's eyes were red, and he slapped the weeping subordinate so hard that he fell off the horse.

"Why are you crying!"

He roared angrily, and roared: "Killing people is nothing but nodding their heads to the ground. How has Gui Jianchou ever been afraid?"

"From the first day you followed Lao Tzu, you should have expected today!"

"Why didn't I see you cry when I led you all to kill?"

"Why didn't I see you cry when you ate meat and drank heavily?"

"When it was time to weigh and divide the money, why the hell didn't you see you cry?"

He thumped his chest, "My brother, Qi Sha, has no softies. Now I'm going to go out and kill that bastard. Come if you want to come, and keep crying if you don't want to come!"

Clang!

A cold light flashed around his waist, and he firmly held the ghost-headed sword that had accompanied Qi Sha for many years.

Then he took a last look at his subordinates, without any further hesitation, he clamped his legs into the horse's belly, and rushed out of the canyon with determination.

The ghost is over.

Qi Sha knew this well, even though it would be good to hate Chen Ze and Li Quan'an any more, he knew in his heart that he had lost this battle, completely.

Losing means death.

Since death is a death anyway, why not give yourself a good time?