Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

Strength: Triple middle position!

Magic weapon: low-grade acquired spirit treasure, hurricane bag!

Weapon: The top magic weapon, Hurricane Knife!

Armor: top magic weapon, spiritual wind armor!

Please accept the host! "

After the sound fell.

Beside Lu Yu, a figure appeared at this moment.

I saw this person in a blue armor.

He is tall and thin, with long blue hair all over his head.

Even in the eyes, there is a faint blue light flashing.

A bag is tied around the waist.

Holding a sword.

There was a strong aura.

It is that Uncle Feng, just after he appeared.

He said to Lu Yu.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

"Be flat!"

Lu Yu opened his mouth and said, looking at Uncle Feng with satisfaction in his eyes.

This general existed, but he became famous during the battle between Huang Di and Chi You. Although his combat power is not very strong, he can control the hurricane.

It's really a good supernatural power.

Then, he continued.

"Maybe blow away this fog!"

"Of course there is no problem!"

Feng Bo hastily opened his mouth and said.

Then, he flew up, holding the hurricane bag in his hand.

In an instant, it became several times larger.

And at this time.

At this time, around the human army, under the leadership of the Wu tribe.

People of all ethnic groups are already quietly approaching.

They tried their best to restrain their breath.

Prepare to launch a raid.

The general of the Xuanbing Clan looked at Bai Yinhou of the Wu Clan and said slowly.

"You fog won't dissipate.

We are now close to the Terran.

Their archers are very powerful, if your clouds and mist recede.

Everyone is afraid to die here! "

There was a hint of caution in his voice.

After all, this is related to the life and death of the army.

But the Marquis of the Wu Clan said with a smile.

"I have long heard that your Xuanbing clan is cautious.

In the past, I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Do not worry.

The clouds and mists of my Wu clan can't be cracked by any supernatural power! "

Bai Yinhou said with a smile.

But, just when his voice just fell.

"Stab!"

It was as if the space had been split.

A hurricane blows by.

Tore apart the clouds and mist that filled the sky.

Even the stars in the sky can be seen clearly.

Under the gloomy moonlight, a general with a blue light blooming on his body stood in the air at this time.

I saw him holding a bag in his hand.

The hurricane howled.

Blow away the cloud and mist that filled the sky.

The masters of the Wu tribe are still breathing clouds and mist with their mouths open.

But the next moment, when a hurricane poured into his mouth.

It was choking tears.

Bai Yinhou on the side couldn't help but change his face.

exclaimed at this time.

"not good!"