The king of Huns, standing tall on the horse, stared with blood red eyes, and his dagger was still waving in the air, but it was fixed.
A body of black armor chest, sharp cold sword across and on, silk blood red along the cold sword trickle out.
At the same time, a red mark burst out on the neck and blood flowed.
Both wounds are the key to one blow.
Ryukyu and Ouyang Yufei got it at the same time.
"King, King..."
Looking at the freeze frame picture, Wang Jinwei, the Hun, was shocked around. He was stunned for a long time before he came back. He roared and flew away.
Turn the wrist and take back the dagger. Ryukyu and Ouyang look at each other.
Ouyang Yufei immediately raised his hand and raised the dead Hun.
At the same moment, Ryukyu's body was like a flash of lightning, a flying body swooped over and a sword swept through the sky.
I saw the high flying banner of the Huns, standing back and breaking.
In the sky fluttered its last glory, slowly fell down.
The banner of the Huns is over.
The central banner of the Huns is gone.
The Xiongnu soldiers and horses, who had already been flustered, were in great disorder at first sight.
Xuanyuanche, who rushed all the way, just arrived.
At the sight of Ryukyu and Ouyang Yufei's actions, his eyes flashed with pure light, just like he thought, it really deserved to be his Ryukyu.
A dash forward, xuanyuanche toward Ryukyu is a loud way: "general tobimu, ask down or die."
Hearing this, Ryukyu immediately flew towards Ouyang.
In spite of the confusion here, Ouyang Yufei still listened to xuanyuanche's words clearly and frowned slightly.
In his opinion, he killed the Huns.
There is no restriction on the Huns. One can escape.
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