Descent of the Phoenix

The screaming in horror, along with the boulder that rushed to the top of the head, let the silent team be in a mess.

Ambush, there are ambushes here, someone is ambushing them.

On this line of the sky, in this line of days that are difficult to turn around.

The horrified screams cut through the night, and quickly gathered from the head to the end in the direction of the center.

The exclamation of the 100,000-strong army simply shook the sky.

Standing high above the cliff, Xuanyuan looked coldly at the situation below.

Gong Sheng retired quickly, but he carried so many cavalry and infantry.

There was a speed of his riding alone.

Gong Sheng entered the autumn mountain, he has already been waiting for him here.

"Wang, the road has been completely cut off, and our 100,000 soldiers and horses are behind to deal with those who have not yet entered the first line of the enemy."

The autumn mark stood next to Xuanyuan Che, and the voice was very calm and steady.

Xuanyuan nodded, and the blackness of the body seemed to be more and more chilling.

Looking at the chaotic enemy below, Xuanyuan's mouth is cold and cold.

He is the one who will put the tiger back to the mountain. If you do, he will do more than you.

"Sleep them for seven days, you can cast water."

"Yes, I will know at the end." The autumn marks heard the words and strode away.

Sleepy and not killing, after seven days, everything has become a foregone conclusion, and 100,000 soldiers and horses are unable to turn the sky.

Starlight, the chaotic scene below is completely contained in Xuanyuan's eyes.

The cold eyes swept slowly, and when I looked at it, Xuanyuan’s eyes blinked instantly.

On the cliff where the ape can't climb, the palace is flying up and down.

In the eyes of the cold light flashed, Xuanyuan Che Yi stretched out, grabbed the big bow that had been prepared next to him, pulled the bow on the arrow, and slowly aimed at the flying palace.

Gong Sheng, the head of the Gongshangjiao Zheng Yu.

With a pair of eyes, the black sword cut through the night sky, and as fast as the rushing toward the palace.

The sharp arrow broke the air and stirred the sound of the wire.

That is, full strength.

Flying in the vertical, the palace Sheng heard a different voice, there is an arrow behind him, and immediately formed a body, the backhand sword was cut off the arrow of Xuanyuan Che.

The sharp sword is empty and full of strength.