After the words fell, Su Huan, Mei Er, Wen Zhuoyi, Xiang Rong, and Hua Yin stepped forward and lined up behind Hua Jinglan.
"What a momentum!" Sha Ying's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty, "It's really not easy for someone who can subdue more than 20 bandits without a single blow... Shoot the arrow!"
Hua Jinglan's eyes darkened, and an invisible force was released from behind, rolling up the yellow sand and overwhelmingly rushing towards Sha Ying's Rangers!
The strong wind was raging, causing the horse to neigh uneasily. Just as the rangers tried their best to stabilize the horse, Hua Jinglan flew out like an arrow!
The eagle on his arm flew up in fright. The sand eagle pulled the reins of the horse. His green eyes turned, but he passed by a dark white.
Su Huan, Mei Er and others jumped into the sand one after another. Chun Yuyan stood there and pushed up the wind and sand. He could only hear the crackling sound in the sand, and the broken arrows were thrown out one by one. !
Sha Ying understood instantly, raised his hands and shouted: "Kill!"
A group of rangers jumped off their horses and rushed towards Chun Yuyan's camp, while the cavalry who were still trapped in the sand opened their bows and shot arrows!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Arrows shot out from the sand and dust. Chun Yuyan's eyes darkened and he flew forward. Just as he was about to take action, Hua Jinglan flew out of the sand and dust as fast as lightning and raised his hand to hit Huang. The sand rolled up, disrupting the direction of the arrows, and Xiangrong and Hua Yin took care of the remaining broken arrows.
"Leave this to me." Hua Jinglan held Chun Yuyan's arm, her eyes full of seriousness.
Chun Yuyan had a sullen face, raised her hand to sweep away an arrow, and looked at her intently, "Hua Jinglan, am I still hiding behind you at this time?"
"But..." Hua Jinglan caught the flying arrow with both fingers and shot it back, killing the ranger who was shooting the arrow in the sand.
Another burst of wild arrows shot out. Chun Yuyan wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into the air. There was a warm smile in his eyes, "Lan'er, the prerequisite for everything I have is that you are here!"
The joy of the first melting ice and snow was just like Hua Jinglan's mood at the moment. She smiled and said, "Chun Yu..."
Chunyu Yan's eyes flashed sharply, and he raised his hand to throw her out, "Here we come!"
The two fell apart, Bai Fei spun around, air blades flew out from under his palms, cutting off the arrow rain in the air, and Su Huan and the others dealt with the ones that flew out sporadically.
Chun Yuzhuang and Murong Wei hid behind the horses. One was shocked by Chun Yuyan's martial arts, and the other was intimidated by Hua Jinglan's martial arts.
Sand Eagle stretched out one hand one by one, the rain of arrows stopped, and dozens of rangers surrounded them on foot, holding swords and surrounding them.
"Su Huan, Mei Er!"
"Chasing the wind, chasing the rain!"
Hua Jinglan and Chun Yuyan shouted at the same time: "Protect Jin'er (Prince)!"
"Whoosh!" Hua Jinglan swept away the two rangers beside her, but suddenly there was the roar of arrows in her ears. She flew away and looked back to see three arrows stuck side by side where she had just stepped.
At a glance, I glanced at the formation of the rangers. Fifty people were attacking on foot, thirty were waiting with their bows raised, and twenty others were standing on the outside, motionless with their swords raised.
The thirty people holding bows were also divided into several small groups, and they concentrated on dealing with her and Chun Yuyan respectively. They fired cold arrows when they were unprepared. There was also a small team with arrows aimed at Chunyuzhuang and others who were hiding behind!
Hua Jinglan and Chun Yuyan looked at each other, and a violent current surged behind them, sweeping up the wind and sand. At the same time, each holding one on the left and right, they cut off the horse's legs with wind-shaped blades!
The formation at the rear was in chaos. Sha Ying frowned angrily and waved his hand. The rangers fighting inside quickly withdrew and left. More than 20 people who were originally standing on the outside clapped their horses and rushed into Hua Jinglan's side. With the help of their horses, With his superiority, he crushed the bodies of Xiangrong and others, and then raised his sword towards each other!
The iron hooves faced each other and the blades chased each other. Xiangrong and others' auras were in chaos, and some people were injured one after another.
Gao Yue hid behind Su Huan and heard the sound of horse hooves behind her. She turned around and was blinded by the cold light of a knife. Gao Ma rushed towards her fiercely. She covered her eyes with her hands and subconsciously shouted: "Miss!!!"
Hua Jinglan, who was dealing with the archer, opened his eyes and accurately captured the position of the bright moon, but he only saw her trembling body under the knife!
She pulled away and rushed back, but she couldn't keep up with the speed of the knife falling. Yuchi Yue, who was beside her, almost cut off the horse's limbs, but the ranger's blade scraped against Gao Yue's shoulder and cut her off. Blood drops spattered out, and she pulled up her arm. There were two palm-long knife marks, the clothes were torn, the skin and flesh were exposed, and blood was flowing!
Hua Jinglan rushed over and hugged the crumbling Bright Moon, pressed her acupoints, and stroked her cheek with imperceptible trembling, "Bright Moon!"
The blood instantly dyed her clothes red, and Hua Jinglan was heartbroken. Looking at her bone-deep knife wounds, she gritted her teeth and said, "Bright Moon, does it hurt?"
Jiao Yue's face was filled with tears from the pain. She held her sleeve tightly with her other hand and said, "Miss... Miss, don't cry... Jiao Yue doesn't hurt..."
"Sir, let me apply medicine to Jiao Yue!" Su Huan grabbed the medicine from the ranger and rushed over.
Hua Jinglan pushed back the sourness in her eyes, handed Jiao Yue to Wen Zhuoyi, picked up the knife that fell beside Jiao Yue, raised her feet, and walked step by step to the ranger who fell from his horse and was struggling on the ground. .
The white clothes were stained with a large amount of blood, and her cold pupils released Shura's murderous intention to stir up waves of blood. Her expressionless face was filled with invisible evil aura, and there was only two words written in the overwhelming evil aura: kill. !
The man dragged his broken leg back in fear, whimpering in fear from his throat. However, when he took a step back, the God of Death took a step closer to him.
Holding the blade downward, Hua Jinglan held the handle of the knife with both hands, looked straight at the man's face with cold eyes, and slowly inserted the sword into his heart, not missing his twisted expression when a trace of blood spurted out. , despair, pain, horror... until death!
Another cold arrow flew from behind. Hua Jinglan turned around and raised her hand, holding the feather arrow that was aimed at her eyebrows. She closed her palm and broke the arrow. When she let go of her fingers, the broken arrow pierced into the sand.
When she raised her hand, a white shadow flew past like a ghost, standing out among a group of black rangers. The sword rose and fell. No one saw clearly how she made the move. All they saw was the light of the sword passing by. Under the blood and screams, , killed all the way!