This is the death dream skill of the wise man in the Hun camp to advance to the fantasy master, with a single attack, which causes the enemy to fall into an imaginary death situation, and thus be destroyed until he collapses.

Bai Qi was trapped in the Death Dream skill. The dark space was filled with the gloomy aura of death. Thousands of sword lights appeared and slashed towards Bai Qi.

"A little trick of carving insects!" Bai Qi waved his hand casually. The wise man advanced to the phantom master and was scattered by the skill. His whole body began to tremble. Suddenly, the phantom master screamed, bit off his tongue, and the phantom master committed suicide.

This is the backlash of skills. This kind of mental attack is easily subject to backlash. The stronger the skill, the stronger the backlash power.

Bai Qi's mental body is extremely strong, otherwise after death, the three souls and seven spirits will enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Seeing that Bai Qi was so powerful, the Huns advanced backwards one after another, but the trump cards they left were cast one by one.

The advancer delayed Beigong Boyu, so he rode a fast horse and chased Huchuquan.

Bai Qi was really angry when he saw Beigong Boyu running away.

The ten promotionists who blocked him at this moment have trapped him.

Bai Qi waved the sabre and roared like waves, and heard it.

The advancer sprayed blood in five holes, and seven advancers died directly. The other three advancers had a slightly stronger resistance and were not shocked to death. However, Bai Qi raised his hand and fell to the ground, and the three advancers fell to the ground.

"I think where can you run?" Bai Qi looked at the place where Beigong Boyu disappeared, roared and chased after him. After a while, Bai Qi felt that the sweat-blooded BMW was slow, so he jumped off the horse and rushed to chase Beigong Boyu with both feet. He felt that time was insufficient. If he had driven the sweat-blooded BMW to chase, he might have dissipated before he caught up with Beigong Boyu.

Bai Qi's pace of walking on both feet was several times faster than that of a sweat-blooded BMW.

Bai Qi thought to himself, if his white leopard is there, how could he walk with both feet?

Beigong Boyu heard the rage behind him, turned around and saw Bai Qi chasing the saber in his hand like lightning, as if he had locked his neck.

Beigong Boyu tightened the horse's belly, but the movement speed of the war horse was greatly improved, but it was not lower than Bai Qi's movement speed.

"Look at the knife!" Bai Qi jumped in front of Beigong Boyu and looked at Beigong Boyu.

"Ah!" Beigong Boyu returned to block.

"Click!" The three-blade fork of the B-level weapon was cut into two sections. The B-level weapon was damaged. Beigong Boyu fell off his horse again, and his arms were broken.

Bai Qi swung his sword and was about to cut it down again, but for a while, Bai Qi's body disappeared.

Zhou Cang returned to his appearance and Bai Qi disappeared.

Zhou Cang's eyes burst open, his body fell straight and his body was overdrawn. His body was consumed severely.

Beigong Boyu's arms were broken, and he had closed his eyes and waited for death, but at this moment Bai Qi disappeared. He was overjoyed, but his body had just moved, and the severe pain from his arms made his sweat roll down.

"Kill!" Killing sounds were everywhere in the distance. Beigong Boyu knew that Hu Chuquan must have been surrounded, but his arms were broken and he had no combat power. How could he save Hu Chuquan?

Beigong Boyu didn't expect that he would encounter such an opponent. Although his body was extremely weak, he was possessed by Bai Qi.

Beigong Boyu looked at Zhou Cang lying on the ground and felt admiration. He first delayed Hu Chuquan, and then seriously injured himself. His strength was really not to be underestimated.

Zhou Cang used the combined attack skill to force Hu Chuquan to use his unique skill Iron Blood. Hu Chuquan's iron blood can make the body extremely hard, and the physical attack offset 95% of it, and even the blood is not subject to physical attack. Only then did Hu Chuquan avoid the slaughter of the combined attack skill.

After Zhou Cang used the combined attack technique, his body was extremely weakened.

Li Jiangshan realized something was wrong and reported to his lord. Zhou Yiran resolutely used Bai Qi's killing spirit and the order to kill prisoners. Bai Qi possessed Zhou Cang to show his power. Not only did he kill more than ten people who advanced to the Xiongnu camp, he also broke Beigong Boyu's arms, seriously injured him and lost his combat ability.

Zhou Cang fell to the ground, and the sound of killing sounds were everywhere. Beigong Boyu raised his foot, his arms were broken, but his feet were not injured. He decided that he would kill this person first even if he died.

Beigong Boyu kicked Zhou Cang's head with his right foot.

"Nee!" At this time, the sweaty and bloody horse had already caught up, and its front hooves were in the air to kick Beigong Boyu, "Ah!" Beigong Boyu was about to raise his arms to resist, but the severe pain came, and the horse's hooves kicked Beigong Boyu's chest. The huge impact force caused Beigong Boyu to fall backwards.

The arms were injured, and Beigong Boyu was not as good as a sweat-blooded BMW. This was a great shame. The sweat-blooded BMW protected Zhou Cang, and his rough tongue licked Zhou Cang's face.

The saliva of the sweaty and bloody BMW was flowing across Zhou Cang's face, and there was a barbble-like tongue coating on the horse's tongue, which made Zhou Cang's face hurt.

Zhou Cang slowly opened his eyes. At this time, Beigong Boyu was already lying on the back of the war horse and was about to escape. He was no longer going to save Hu Chuquan. Because of his situation, Hu Chuquan might not be able to rescue him and he was trapped in again.

Zhao Xiong led three thousand soldiers and generals to surrounded Hu Chuquan.

Hu Chuquan, who was seriously injured, barely resisted it for a few times and was knocked down by Zhao Xiong and tied up.

When Zhou Cang saw Beigong Boyu running, he wanted to chase him, but his body could not support himself in chasing him. He barely rode a sweat-blooded BMW to find Zhao Xiong.

When Zhao Xiong saw Zhou Cang being seriously injured, he was shocked and thought to himself that it must have been a bloody battle just now. Zhao Xiong did not expect that it was not a bloody battle just now, but a death battle. Li Yi was seriously injured, Ma Zhan and four other horse thieves and generals were killed in battle. Zhou Cang was seriously injured, and no one of the three thousand God-Fengjian soldiers died, let alone other troops.

Most of the dozens of people who advanced to the Hun camp were killed in battle, Hu Chuquan was seriously injured, and Beigong Boyu was seriously injured. None of Beigong Boyu's five thousand cavalry remained, and all died.

Those who advanced to the Han camp also suffered heavy casualties, most of whom were killed when they were fighting against Hu Chuquan and Beigong Boyu.

"That man escaped seriously, but he wouldn't have escaped too far." Zhou Cang said, pointing to the place where Beigong Boyu escaped.

Zhao Xiong said: "There is no need to chase that person. The lord ordered us to pursue Hu Chuquan. Now the most urgent task is to take Hu Chuquan back to see the lord. We cannot lose the big picture because of the small."

After Zhao Xiong finished speaking, Zhou Cang nodded. Zhao Xiong escorted Hu Chuquan and escorted Zhou Cang back to the city wall to meet Zhou Yiran.
Chapter completed!