Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 153 [Crows Tracking] [Sand Sea] Series Skills

"Three sides again."

On the hillocks, snakes slithered and civets rolled, and the yellow sand rolled back.

Yanyun Shiba came on horseback, attacked close by, pulled his horse to both sides, and galloped out of it while guarding the calendar.

As the Nian beast lay on the ground, Yin soldier scouts wearing rusty armor and carrying short swords trotted out from the sand and pulled out three small flags, holding them in both hands and handing them to Ji Nian.

"There are eight sides in total, but it's still not interesting."

Ji Nian glanced at his satchel, waved his hand suddenly, and led the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry to continue the attack.

"Tap! Tread! Tread!"

The sound of horse hooves hitting the ground with fine steel gradually began.

Such a surging and majestic rhythm should not appear in the soft sandy desert, but now it is slowly exerting pressure on everyone who is looking for the flag in the form of auditory hallucinations.

"What's going on?"

Han Ye's body-spotted bodyguards and fire mourners were restricted from moving, so they could only raise their rusty knives and spears, and face the raging Biao cavalry with fear on their faces.

He said to himself and waved his hand.

As a well-known "messenger of justice" in Taoyuan, Ji Nian will certainly not sit back and watch such things as "bullying the few with the more" that seriously corrupt the moral atmosphere happen.

Act silently, hiding your merit and fame.

The girl in the sweater skirt complained, and then mobilized her subordinate [Fire Mourner] to gather together with the [Hanye Corpse Spot Escort "person"] who had been besieging them before, and reluctantly formed a formation, but it seemed that there was no tacit understanding at all.

But before he could say anything more, "swish, swish, swish" three arrows struck from the darkness, and "nailed" the lock of the tactical vest inside his coat with extreme precision.

"oh oh."

"A card-making competition, two versus one, is a bit ugly."

In just an instant, the rain of Yin steel arrows enveloped the group of Yin spirits, and the arrows filled with rich Yin energy instantly penetrated their spiritual bodies, exploding like firecrackers, and scattering fragments.

A hundred or so Kalings holding "Iron Soldiers" fell one after another under the iron hooves of Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry. Their spiritual bodies were opened and they were unable to resist.

I saw billowing black smoke, yellow sand sweeping away, and eighteen powerful cavalrymen suddenly burst out in the long desert night.

"This reaction seems to be stronger than that of Brother Ziliang."

"Woo——"

He dug his ears and blew on the fine yellow sand hanging from his fingertips:

"Problems that can be solved by 'manpower' are not problems. Just raise a flag. Keep a low profile and do it secretly. If you have to make a big fuss, you will become the target of public criticism in the end. You are not trying to make a wedding dress for others.

"

"Are you a 2B?!" The young card master who had just been besieged by him and the girl in a sweater skirt couldn't help but yelled: "This is a bad guy who is here to pick peaches. If we don't work together to stop him, the three of us will have to leave!"

The man seemed to be very close to him, and the breath he exhaled when he spoke fell on his neck, like a cold scraper, making his neck flesh ache.

Various conflicting scenes come together to form a different kind of harmony.

As the old saying goes, be polite first and then fight.

"Practical training should really start from childhood... high school seniors."

But the next second, an arrow with shimmering black light and blood-stained tail feathers was nailed to the collar of the coat.

The young man with hooded ears stared closely at the soldiers and horses that had been shot out of the yellow sand in the dark night. His eyes were shining and he almost drooled: "A real man must create a Kaling like this!"

He reacted very quickly, bowed his head and called out to the leader of the [Corvee Spirit].

So with a wave of his hand, he commanded Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry to charge against the twelve or three remaining Kalings on the field.

It is true that he has put in a lot of hard work during this period, and now he can control the Yin soldiers with great ease.

I didn't know when a wide river opened in this barren desert.

It’s like a dense forest! There’s no way to avoid it!

The beacon fire and smoke made their vision blurry, and the three card masters could only vaguely see the cold light blooming in the eighteen riders.

In comparison, the girl wearing a sweater skirt looked more stable: "Stop staring at those card spirits, capture the card master first, there is a loophole in the northwest corner!"

"laugh--"

He pulled up the "kite" very quickly, not charging at all with these crazy [Corvee Spirits], but just continuously and quickly nocking arrows and drawing the bow.

"My coat!"

The practical qualities developed through the half-month unified training were revealed at this moment.

"Ah!"

So he continued to put his hands in his pockets, and used the mental power of his newly entered late-bronze stage to command the hundred or so [Corvee Spirits] under his command, whose single level was only White Grade 1-star, to dig in the sand and look for flags for himself.

Red sun, stars...

He couldn't help coughing twice, and shook his head crazily towards the vast night: "Brother, I voted! Stop fighting, I'm afraid!"

The desolate, deep sound of the horn resounded throughout the desert.

The water is filthy and the waves are angry.

Eighteen black horses came riding the river, with the bright sun behind them.

"Third Brother! Fifth Brother! Come and save me... I'm lost!!!"

"I have tried the three entries and [Long River Sunset Yen]. Now I only have one skill left, [Desert Smoke Straight], which I can use later."

At this moment, Yanyun's Eighteen Riders turned around, raised their swords and pressed their bows, leaned forward slightly, and soon disappeared into the vast desert.

In less than half a minute, two of the three previously selected targets were united and charging towards the remaining one.

In an instant, the dark "crows" were seen scattering in all directions during flight, and countless "flying spears" formed a huge net, which was slightly scattered.

The iron hooves stepped on the withered bones submerged in the yellow sand, speeding like a dragon.

Seeing this situation, the card master who was besieged by the two men showed a stern look on his face. While twisting his waist and walking in a snake-like shape, he quickly moved closer to the direction of his subordinate Kaling.

Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry immediately withdrew their arrows and retracted their bows in unison.

The girl in a sweater skirt next to her also separated into two Kalings with long hair and makeup and costumes to assist in the battle.

The young man with hooded ears nodded repeatedly, then separated two muscular Yinhun boxers from the battle circle, one on the left and one on the right, and rushed in the direction of the opponent's card master.

Once the etiquette is in place, then comes the "soldiers".

But the situation was urgent, and this was the best they could do within two or three seconds.

He subconsciously let out a scream.

They stretched their bows and nocked arrows, and walked through the air. Their horses' hoofs were like flying, causing ripples of water.

The boy with the round ears nodded repeatedly as if waking up from a dream, and directed the four remaining boxer spirits under his command to hit the blade.

A large number of legion summoned card spirits dissipated at the same time, returning to an almost "broken" card form. This was a bit unbearable even for the young boy with the back of his head who had an extremely outstanding mental power during the same period.

The good "man's" head flew out, rolled around in the sand, and dissipated into black smoke.

The boy with toad glasses and a woolen coat turned around and looked back, but he didn't notice anything strange.

Yunshan, Shaling...

The "swish" sound of the sword being unsheathed made their hair stand on end.

"The next lucky spectator will be invited."

"Chi——"

The first sentence is a reminder, and the four arrows after it are secondary reminders.

And the headless spirit body with gnarled muscles and a bunker was driven by instinct and inertia to punch a few times in standard movements, and then staggered into the sand pit, scattering black smoke.

The black blood formed by the yin energy spurted out from the boxer's neck, leaving a dark red arc in the dust and sand.

Ji Young said softly, with a relaxed smile on his face.

This is just a game, and of course the calendar cannot be a killer.

"Well, that makes sense."

"What a handsome cavalryman! Who is this?"

Look at this posture, after graduating from high school, he can fight at least two mutated meat monsters with superior intelligence and some special blessings.

The young man with the back of his head blinked twice, his face full of surprise.

Ji Nian sighed in his heart, moved the five fingers of his right hand slightly, and the scout who temporarily served as the messenger raised the [Ten Thousand Souls Entangled Hundreds of Industries Flag] high and waved it with all his strength.

"It's still not enough."

The young man wearing a thin down jacket and earmuffs yelled and commanded Kaling to take action. His eyes were slightly bulging and his face was full of excitement. The next second he sighed with disappointment on his face and said: "Oh, how can my feet still slip!"

"Um."

The scouts nearby noticed this scene and immediately pulled out the [Ten Thousand Souls and Hundreds of Karmic Flags] from the sand pile and waved it vigorously.

Not only the young man with his head on his back sank into this strange scenery, but the hundreds of [Corvee Spirits] under his command were also stunned.

The first one, with a strong, well-jointed hand, gently grasped the three small flags that the young man behind him had worked so hard to find.

Ji Nian lightly hit Nian's ribs with both feet, and drove this unparalleled beast to rush in the other direction.

Ji Nian secretly calculated, leading a group of Yin soldiers, stepping on the sand and wind, and letting the beasts run at full speed.

The dim light in the pupils of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry below immediately swayed, and the horses scattered in all directions, forming a riding and shooting formation.

Qingyue's echo sounded in his ears.

"If you want to fight, then fight hard. Who will show you this mess? It makes me look like a villain."

The voice was extremely soft and fell into his ears.

It caused thousands of souls to cry and howl, and a dark wind suddenly rose.

"What is this for?"

Yellow sand, water flow...

"Master Fist Bone Ghost, cut it in the middle!"

The dark green will-o'-the-wisps emerged one after another, and soon they formed a large encirclement in the desert.

Then, driven by the huge kinetic energy, it hung up an old, almost dead Populus euphratica tree next to it.

The remaining part, obviously due to the instinct of the spirit body, was extremely afraid of the Yin soldiers, but still vigorously waved the broken and rusty hoe and pickaxe in the hand, sifted the chaff with its legs, and rushed towards Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry with trembling spirit body.

Then, almost instinctively, they crowded in front of the young man with the head on his back, forming a "human" wall to protect him from the arrows.

What surprised Ji Nian was that in less than two seconds, these sallow-looking, skinny Yin spirits were freed from the restraints of [Long River Sunset Yuan].

Desert, ancient river...

"Eleven sides..."

On the hillside, sitting on the back of Nian Beast, the scout on the left and the eagle on the right moved their shoulders, shook their heads slightly unhappily, and said:

"river?"

He couldn't help but smile when he saw the slender Yin spirits in commoner clothes vigorously swinging their broken pickaxes to hold up the scene.

"This is the correct use of the legion card."

"Why are you rushing so fast? Wait for us to come together."

As the leading Yin soldier moves up from the bottom, picks up the knife and starts firing, the resulting Yin Qi hurricane instantly rolls up the fine sand, forming a broad, sharp, crescent-shaped blade.

With just one face-to-face encounter, Hanye Corpse-spotted Escort's armor, breeches, wristbands, and leggings were torn apart.

Turning it over again, the blood-tasseled flower gun in the Huo Li Lai Ling's hand also flew out in circles.

Immediately afterwards, the wild sand in the sky formed a densely fenced cage, locking the three card masters who were in a state of confrontation not long ago and then temporarily joined forces.

(End of chapter)