Chapter 1439: Hands up and down, regardless of enemy

Xin Han thought that sunflower was in hand, and I had it in the world. I thought that if I practiced the "Sunflower Collection", it would be invincible. .
A few hand-embroidered embroidery needles were shot out at once, and the squares around him were emptied in an instant. However, all the iron rides in this range, even people and horses were shot against each other, under the blessing of sunflower true energy, Even thick as a goggle can't stop it.
But as soon as he cleared out a range, there were countless iron rides on the back, and the bodies of the fallen knights and horses caused great trouble to the Mongolian knights behind, but compared to the battlefield, after all, it was only scabies. The disease does not affect the overall situation.
And under this kind of battle, the shortcomings of "Sunflower Collection" were finally revealed. The true energy and overbearing power of this magical practice was urged to get up and move quickly, but the problem is that it cannot be sustained.
Such as the cheetah is the fastest creature on the earth, the speed can reach 115 kilometers per hour, but this speed can not be long, "Sunflower Collection" is the case.
At this time, the sunflower Qi in Xin Han's body was quickly consumed. If he didn't want to leave, then when the Qi was exhausted, it was when he died.
At this time, a few Mongolian men in Tieqi shouted, and immediately divided dozens of rides to surround Xin Han, while the other knights kept stopping, still chasing towards the Jinyiwei and martial arts groups.
Xin Han continued to shoot embroidery needles, and his body was like a ghost. He wandered through the Mongolian Iron Rider. From time to time, he flashed the Mongolian scimitar, spears, and cold arrows. As long as he slowed down, he would be immediately attacked. Countless attacks cover.
At his speed, the dozens of riders who besieged themselves fell down in a moment, but the next moment hundreds of riders rushed up, hitting the red-eyed prairie man, completely without fear of death, they just wanted to The annoying Chinese in front of him shredded.
The last embroidery needle was shot, Xin Han couldn't be distracted and exchanged with the system, the silver light flashed, the flat swords were out of the sheath, and a horse in front of him who had rushed into the hand was already led by him even from the middle. Cut off.
Since the space for dodge is really limited, Xin Han is covered with scarlet liquid that does not know whether it is horse blood or human blood.
This does not make Xin Han look embarrassed, because the falling bodies around him make him look more like Shura coming out of hell.
I licked the blood that ran down my face, and there was a grin in the corner of his mouth. At this time, he had completely lost his mind. The moment when the blood was poured all over his body, under the inspiration of the smell, in the spirit Someone's small means, bad thoughts that can't often appear, this time completely burst out!
Now Xin Han no longer considers his physical strength, how to get out of it, and does not care about half of the sunflower qi that has been consumed in the body. What he is thinking about now is all the creatures he sees in front of him!
The figure flashed, still rising up, the figure was flexible as a mink flashing, avoiding the spear and scimitar, and kicked in the heart of a knight. When the knight vomited blood and died, Xin Han has gone ahead like lightning.
In spite of the mad output of sunflower sunflower, ignoring the internal force, Xin Han hurried on the horseback and marched towards the front of the team.
Every time he fell, he cut the knight in half directly with the flat swords, or stepped directly on the knight's head and stepped his head into the cavity.
His speed soared to the extreme, and sunflower vigorously urged ‘God ’s Variety’ with all his strength, and the speed has reached an incredible level.
When the Mongolian warrior's ten thousand spears crossed his body, he realized that it was only an afterimage left, and the knights in front had fallen off one by one, and Xin Han's figure flashed again in front.
In front of the Mongolian Tieqi, Jinyiwei and the Wulin people have been connected with the Tieqi head and tail. Jinyiwei has continued to use bows and arrows to resist the enemy, and all the means and hidden weapons of the Wulin people have been used, but unfortunately it has little effect.
Some of the runners are slowly caught in the iron ride, and they will be instantly flooded by the Mongolian iron ride like a torrent.
Few people in this world are Guo Jing, and few people are Xin Han. Faced with the impact of the torrent and the attacks in all directions, they could not persevere and fell under the horseshoe and lost their voice.
At this time, Xin Han had ran to the front of the Iron Riding Team, and with a sword, he cut off the horse leg of the front knight. When the horse leg was broken, the horse collapsed, followed by a chain reaction. A row of horses fell behind him. It may be messed up.
Xin Han galloped horizontally, specializing in beating the front row of horses of the Mongolian cavalry team. He was very fast. In a flash, several front horses fell down, leaving behind a chaotic situation.
The horse formation of Mongol Tieqi is not more than 100 meters wide, and Xin Han can sweep it with just a few breaths. He kept beheading the knights and horses in the front row, causing trouble and confusion to the entire team of Tieqi.
This also led to a sharp drop in the speed of the Mongolian iron ride on the charge, which also gave Jin Yiwei and a group of martial arts people a breathing opportunity to escape quickly.
And Xin Han also went against the martial arts heroes and a group of Jin Yiwei, and headed towards the Mongolian Tieqi who was temporarily in chaos.
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"Patriarch, are you okay?" A voice familiar to Xin Han seemed to come from the horizon. Who was he thinking of so familiar?
Hadn't waited to think of who it was, and felt the sudden pain in his mind suddenly inserted like a steel needle, making him sweat all over.
"Du Du ......"
"Leader!"
A cry called from far to near, the pictures in my mind flashed, the hands fell from the sword, the hands fell from the sword, and the hands fell from the sword. grassland.
In memory, there is nothing else!
Xin Han laboriously opened his eyes, and it was Mu Renqing's concerned eyes.
"Old ... Old Mu!" When Xin Han spoke, the pain like a knife was hot, making his voice hoarse and unpleasant.
Mu Renqing quickly got some fresh water to feed Xin Han, but it didn't make him feel good.
"Leader, you consume too much, don't talk anymore. This is my hundred poisonous nectar of the five poisons, nourishing the body can't be better, drink it quickly!"
Wudu Jiao He Tie held an open white jade porcelain bottle in his hand. The porcelain bottle exudes bursts of floral fragrance, faint and faint, fragrant and fragrant, refreshing and heart-felt.
Mu Renqing took the hundred nectars, looked at them hesitantly, sniffed at the nose.
He Tie-hand smiled and said: "This is my treasure of the Five Poisons Education ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Senior Mu don't worry about it!"
Mu Renqing looked deeply at He Tie-hand: "It's about the safety of my patriarch, and the old must be cautious. Don't blame Master He!"
Everyone had heard him called Xin Han Patriarch before, and it all felt strange. At this time, when he heard him, he realized that he had not heard it wrong.
Don't mention their random guesses, Mu Renqing fed Baihua honey to Xin Han. After a while, the latter felt warm, and the hot pain in his throat slowly disappeared.
Feeling the strength of his body gradually recovering, Xin Han struggled to sit up and saw a group of martial arts heroes and Jin Yiwei all surrounded, and the place where everyone sat was at the foot of a stone mountain that was not too big.
When he saw him sitting up, everyone showed a happy look, Xin Han frowned: "I only remember that we were chased by Mongolian cavalry, and then I rushed into the enemy formation, what happened afterwards, how did you break through?"
Everyone around him looked weird when he asked this question, and even some people's faces flashed in horror, and a group of monks even remembered the Buddha.
Mu Ren smiled bitterly: "Patriarch, you were so powerful at that time. When we found out that we were wrong and rushed back to rescue, you have already killed the Mongolian cavalry for half. Regardless, not only killed a lot of Jin Yiwei, but also a few martial arts fellows! "

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