With a call, the elite Dunhuang trumpets came out and rushed out from the cracks of people. Even if they stepped on them, they didn't care. They wanted to fight quickly and defeat Zhou Jian.

Bang bang bang bang!

With a few loud noises, a large number of soldiers in military uniforms in the guards were knocked out.

"He is here!" Zhou Jian's eyes sank, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. This time, he must catch Xu Tuo!

He held the long knife tightly and turned around suddenly.

I saw Xu Tuo rushing on a horse, almost to the extreme: "Die for me!!"

The heavy horse hooves must be seriously injured when trampled. A large group of horns charged forward beside him, which was unstoppable.

"Catch them!" Zhou Jian was calm and suddenly roared.

After receiving the order, the Qingtian Guard, who was pretending to be dead on the ground and hid in other melee, immediately rose up and rushed out.

"It's useless!" Xu Tuo yelled. He couldn't care so much at this moment. His eyes were about to break, and he wanted to seize the opportunity and kill Zhou Jian.

Faced with such a violent rush of war horses, even the Blue Sky Guard could only avoid the edge.

"Sir, please avoid it quickly!" Many people yelled.

But Zhou Jian stood there motionless as if he had been imposed on a fixed spell, and even the knife in his hand was suddenly thrown to the ground by him.

Wuyang was stunned when he saw this scene. What was he going to do?

Xu Tuo thought he was frightened and slapped the horse even more quickly, and wanted to kill Zhou Jian in an instant.

Ten meters, five meters, four meters... As the distance got closer, the Qingtian Guards around him were shocked when they looked at him in a terrifying manner, and they were desperate to knock him down.

But Zhou Jian moved at this time!

His eyes were tough, his legs were bent, and he rose up like a spring.

"No!!" Wuyang exclaimed, can a person still hit a war horse?

"Go to die!" Xu Tuo yelled, extremely excited.

But the next second, his face suddenly changed, because Zhou Jian rushed over the air and actually crossed the war horse and hugged his waist in an instant.

Bang!

Both of them fell off their war horses and were almost trampled on their heads under the dense iron hooves.

"Well!"

"Neal!!" The war horses neighed, and the trumpets tightened the reins frantically, for fear of stepping on Sudu.

The two of them tangled together and rolled on the ground, causing hundreds of horns to throw at the mouse and were afraid of attacks. After all, it was very likely that Sudu would be injured.

"Ah!" Xu Tuo roared and grabbed Zhou Jian's injured leg.

Zhou Jian was so painful that there was a flower in front of him. He endured the severe pain and grabbed Xu Tuo's neck with one hand and punched him hard at his temple.

Bang!

Xu Tuo was dizzy when he was smashed, and his strength in his hands was half smaller.

The close-knit fight between the two is not beautiful, but it is the most primitive way for people.

"Hurry, save the Bishop!" The speakers then reacted, jumped off their horses and rescued them.

"Dream!" Master Ku shouted, and he had already brought the people to kill him. The old man had gray hair and was very old, but his hand was so scary that he cut off many horns and fell to the ground, and he had no ability to fight back.

It was also at this time that the people from Dunhuang realized that so many people suddenly appeared?

"You dare to obscene me!" Xu Tuo's face turned red, and he locked Zhou Jian's throat with one hand, and pressed him with all his strength.

"I just realized now, it's too late!"

"It falls into my hands, Xu Tuo, your life is over!" Zhou Jian spoke like a god of death.

Xu Tuo panicked inexplicably.

Then, Zhou Jian took back his hand, knocked his wrist accurately, and then twisted it with clever force and clicked!
Chapter completed!