Surrounded by tens of thousands of Hun iron cavalry, Qin Feng would not give in, he planned to die with the enemy, but a long-lost figure appeared in his eyes, which made him suspend his action.

The reflection in the eyes continued to expand, so that people could see clearly that it was a white figure, riding on a tall horse as white as snow.

Qin Feng thought that he had seen it wrong, so he hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at it again, his heart was ecstatic!

When everyone saw this, they were puzzled, and they all looked in which direction.

The patriarchs of the Xiongnu tribes were satisfied with the action of threshing grass.

Shanggu County guarding Qin Feng is already a turtle in the urn, kill it, this Shanggu County is the territory of the Huns. Hundreds of thousands of people in the county are slaves, and with these slaves to serve, they will no longer have to be nomadic in the grasslands in the future, and they can live a peaceful life of settlement.

"Qin Feng, you actually came out happy when you died, are you stupid?" Qiang Qu said disdainfully. However, he could not hide his curiosity, and turned his horse to look behind him. What's behind the dark tunnel? It can make the dying person show joy!

And when they looked together, they saw a man riding a horse.

This person was wearing a white robe, wearing a bright silver armor, a jade python lion belt around his waist, riding on a majestic white horse, and the silver spear in his hand was shining in the sun. The man with the gun was eight feet long, with a majestic posture, sword eyebrows, and phoenix eyes, and a bright face, revealing a dignified and elegant temperament.

However, at this time, the elegant face was murderous, and the murderous aura pointed directly at the Xiongnu King Qiangqu.

Qiang Qu suddenly felt something, as if he was a lamb targeted by a prairie eagle, he subconsciously shouted: "Who is coming!" ”

The silver spear danced in his hand, turning into a shadow of a spear, and the shout of Jiuxiao Dragon came out: "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong!" Whoever hurts my master...... No mercy! ”

Zhao Yun's sudden appearance caught the Hun soldiers who only focused on Qin Feng off guard. He rode his horse and rushed into the battle formation, and the silver spear in his hand was connected like a hundred birds returning to the forest, and more than ten people were stabbed to death in an instant.

Where have the Huns seen such a magic spear masterpiece, and for a time the people around were terrified.

"Death to those who stand in my way! I don't care about you! Zhao Yun burst into a shout, and the divine horse under his seat was called the "Night Jade Lion", and at the same time, the people stood up in the roar and hiss, and there was a dragon soaring into the sky!

The Hun soldiers were shocked by the ear drums and retreated.

When the front hooves of the "Night Jade Lion" landed, it shot out like lightning.

The silver spear that Zhao Yun wielded on his horse......

Sharpshooter mastery, shock the enemy!

Unstoppable, volcanic eruption-like momentum, take the enemy!

The unrivaled fierce will ride a single drive to the death, who can stop it!

The Hun battle array then cracked, and the Hun soldiers who retreated to both sides seemed to be demented, and they actually watched Zhao Yun enter the battle.

After Zhao Yun entered the formation, his sword eyebrows were murderous, and the silver spear in his hand probed the right side. The sharp tip of the spear, the angry horse galloped and cut the throats of one Hun soldier after another. After he left, the throats of these soldiers, like fountains, shot with blood.

The blood turned into a blood mist with the wind, and it gradually dyed his bright silver armor red!

Galloping all the way, with endless blood mist behind him, one by one the Hun soldiers fell down with their throats spurting blood, and even rivers of blood flowed on the ground!

It seems that the gods of heaven will descend to earth, and like the demon gods will be born, where have the people of the world seen such a scene. The leaders of the Xiongnu tribes were frightened and regretted, and subconsciously rode their horses back.

Qiangqu was full of liver and gall, and exclaimed: "Who is blocking it! ”

I saw a muscular Hun warrior with a chest and muscles, a height of two meters, and an extremely majestic Hun warrior riding a horse to meet him, holding two giant hammers the thickness of buckets, and exclaiming: "I am a warrior under the command of the Right Sage King, ......." ”

"Die!" What a Changshan Zhao Zilong! The gentian bright silver spear in his hand swam out of the dragon, and it pierced the neck of this person at just one point, but this person didn't even report his name, so he died under the gun!

"Night Jade Lion" is also a divine horse, at the same time people stand up, when the front hooves step down, suddenly the Hun mount that blocked the way to the Hun stepped out.

The healthy horse fell to the ground and slid in a scream, and actually crashed into a battle formation of more than ten meters, and more than 100 Hun soldiers were knocked to the ground.

The momentum is so fierce that everyone who sees it is terrified!

"Night Jade Lion" non-stop, Zhao Yun took advantage of the situation to rush again, straight into the front of the Hun King, and shouted loudly, "Qiangqu, you dare to surround my lord, I should kill you today!" ”

The silver spear in his hand was like rain, and countless phantoms appeared, enveloping Qiang Qu's chest and abdomen.

When the gun was collected, I saw more than a dozen blood columns in Qiangqu's chest and abdomen, and the fountain overflowed in all directions!

With an expression of disbelief, Qiangqu, the king of the Huns, screamed miserably, and fell from his horse to the sky.

The Hun soldiers will be sluggish! The Trapped Camp Warriors are sluggish! The same is true for Xu Chu and others.

Even Qin Feng was stunned, but he was the first to wake up and exclaimed in surprise: "Zilong, my Zilong is back!" After he was pleasantly surprised, he saw that the Hun soldiers would be intimidated by Zhao Yun's might, so he knew that the opportunity was rare, and he waved his sword and shouted: "All the soldiers listen to the order, and move forward, today I want these aliens to know the means of our men, kill!" ”

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" Zhao Yun was brave and brave, angrily beheaded the king of the Huns, and the morale of the generals in the camp skyrocketed, and he killed hundreds of Huns in a row.

At this time, the Hun soldiers came back to their senses, but the Hun king fell from his horse, and they panicked and did not fight!

The leaders of the tribes who were next to the King of the Huns, Zhao Yun Shenwei was in front of him, holding his head and running away. Even the Hun soldiers under their command scattered and fled with their respective patriarchs. Or King Zuo Xian has filial piety, and when he ran, he took the unknown life and death of Qiangqu with him.

Qin Feng took the opportunity to lead his troops to attack, and the Huns died countless people.

Later, there was a poem that said: The blood-stained robe is red through the armor, who dares to compete with the frustrated sun. In ancient times, there was only Changshan Zhao Zilong!

The Huns scattered and fled, and Saisang was among them, but after he came to his senses, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly hit his horse to catch up with King Zuoxian, who was running wildly, and said: "King Zuoxian, there are tens of thousands of warriors of our tribe, and Qin Zijin is only a thousand, why do you want to escape?" ”

King Zuo Xian wiped his sweat, and said in his heart Didn't you see everyone fleeing! If I don't escape, the white-robed god will definitely have more than a dozen holes in my body. He is still a little wise, if not, future generations will not join the Central Plains melee to take profits.

Thinking that no matter how powerful the white-robed god general is, he is just one person, just avoid it, as long as he catches Qin Feng, he will inevitably throw a mouse trap, so he shouted: "Don't panic, leaders, Qin Feng only has a thousand soldiers to be afraid of, don't mess with your own formation, quickly gather the clansmen and fight again!" ”

The leaders of the tribes were also frightened for a while, and when they heard the words, they felt that it made sense, so they bragged about the horn and gathered the people, and after a while, tens of thousands of Hun soldiers gathered together.