Descent of the Phoenix

The high-pitched Huns, who were standing on the horse, had big red eyes, and the big knife in their hands was still waving in the air, but it was already fixed.

In the black armor of the armor, the sharp cold sword crosses the upper and the upper, and the **** red runs along the cold sword.

At the same moment, a red mark on the neck was split and the blood was flowing.

Both scars are the key to a blow.

Haoyue and Ouyang Yufei succeeded at the same time.

"Great King, King..."

Looking at the picture of the freeze, the Xiongnu Wangwei, who was shocked to live around, reacted after a sigh of relief, savage arrogance, and fluttered away in an instant.

When the wrist was turned back and the short sword was taken back, Haoyue and Ouyang Yufei looked at each other.

Ouyang Yufei immediately raised his hand and raised the dead Xiongnu.

At the same moment, Haoyue is like a flash of lightning, a flying body flutters, and a sword is empty.

I saw the flag of the high-flying Huns, and stopped.

In the sky, it danced through its final glory, slowly pouring down.

The flag of the Xiongnu King, ended.

The central banner of this Xiongnu is gone.

The Xiongnu terracotta warriors, who had already been flustered, had a big mess at first sight.

Xuanyuan Che, who had been rushing all the way, just arrived.

At the sight of Haoyue and Ouyang Yufei’s actions, the eyes flashed through the light, as he thought, it’s really his moon.

A fierce rushed forward, Xuanyuan Che is a big voice toward Haoyue: "General Tobygi's message, asking for a drop or death."

One month, I heard that I was flying towards Ouyang.

Although the confusion here, Ouyang Yufei still heard the words of Xuanyuan Che, could not help but frown.

According to his thoughts, he killed the Huns.

The Xiongnu soldiers and horses are not bound, and one that can escape is one.