MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 49 Formidable

  Chapter 49 Bravery and Difficulty

  Sun Fuping didn't even bother to answer. If the illusory enchantment could persist to the end, he wouldn't want to make troubles.

  He Chunhua asked anxiously: "What should we do now?"

   "The universe borrows the law." Sun Fuping's speech speed has never been so fast, "He County Governor, prepare your Sheji order!"

   While He Chunhua was rummaging through the kite money, Nian Songyu and Zeng Feixiong had already ordered the soldiers to form a circle and protect the important people in the middle.

  Zeng Feixiong yelled: "Hold on! The resentful souls are about to disappear, we just hold on for a dozen more breaths!"

  Although it was for encouragement, his words were not wrong. There were indeed fewer and fewer gale troops rushing out of the well, and it seemed that they were coming to an end.

  Everyone couldn't think of any resentful souls besides the Gale Army that could be used as the finale.

  So this should indeed be the last wave.

  But as good as the wish is, the reality is as helpless as it is. Just as everyone mustered up their courage, the illusory barrier broke with a "pop".

broken…

  The khaki-yellow light trembled twice, as if it had contributed the last bit of strength to feed, and then left.

  Everyone's heart tightened, and they swallowed secretly.

  He Lingchuan has already reminded loudly: "Don't move!"

  Although the illusory enchantment was broken, the Du Hun powder that everyone took had not expired, and the life fire on the shoulders and forehead was still there, maybe?

   After all, even if there is no enchantment, the previous resentful souls have not found them.

   It should be a small detachment of the Gale Army who rushed out of the well at this time, with a commander leading a dozen cavalry.

   They just flew five feet away, just in time for the illusory enchantment to break.

   Gudu, a bandit swallowed subconsciously.

   There was nothing unusual about the dozen or so cavalrymen, but the commander suddenly reined in his horse and turned around, staring straight at them.

  Huang Puma and Ma Xiyuyu stood up with a sound, turned around, and the horse's head was facing here.

   A dozen cavalrymen also turned around in unison.

  Time seemed to stand still, and there was no movement on the other side, not even the horse.

   During this weird confrontation, the living people heard their own heartbeats beating especially loudly.

  Nian Songyu squeezed out words from between his teeth: "Don't move!"

   Immediately afterwards, the commander of the Gale Army on the opposite side clamped the horse's belly, and the horse spread its hooves and charged straight over!

   More than ten riders followed closely behind.

  It was obviously just a soul body, and it was obviously just a small team, but the sound of hooves was like thunder, and they rushed out with the momentum of thousands of troops, even the ground shook non-stop.

  He Lingchuan clearly saw that the leading commander raised the tip of his spear slightly, and there was a flash of cold light!

   "Get out of the way, everyone out of the way!" He roared, "They saw us!" Then he pulled He Chunhua and hid directly behind Sun Fuping.

  The sky is falling, and the national teacher is holding it up.

  The distance between the two sides is close, and they have the blessing of horse speed, and they are almost in front of them with a hoof.

  He Lingchuan could even hear the puffing sound from the horse's nose.

  So realistic, so dangerous.

  Nian Songyu didn't even roll his eyes in vain, and flew in front of Sun Fuping, holding out a sharp shield with his right hand, blocking in front of the two of them.

  The angle of his shield is tricky, and he can't easily change the direction when the heroic soul bursts, so the shield is sideways to the opponent, and he never intends to make a hard bar.

   Even so, he also tensed his whole body and made a defensive posture.

   This shield is taken from the carapace of a leatherback turtle demon. The addition of 150 years of Taoism has made this shield amazingly hard. The square shield surface can absorb external forces and can offset some magical attacks.

  He Lingchuan was slightly startled: Can this guy withstand the attack of invisible resentful souls?

  As if knowing what he was thinking, Sun Fuping pointed at Nian Songyu's shield and shouted, "Mou!"

  The shield emits a little green light.

   As soon as he retracted his fingers, the spear of the leader of the wraith hit the edge shield, making a loud "Pu" blunt sound.

  Nian Songyu was rushed seven steps away, relying on the strength of her waist and legs to avoid being directly knocked out.

   Sun Guoshi was right behind him, with one hand on his shoulder, and was pushed back together with him, but he looked as light as an empty sack, and after landing, he was not only not embarrassed, but even graceful.

   He took this opportunity to stretch out his hand, and the staff that was originally inserted in the middle of the team flew back automatically.

  As for the He family father and son, He Lingchuan dragged his father two steps out before the spear and shield clashed, and his footwork was very quick. This is just right to avoid, not to be affected.

  He speculated that the reason why Nian Songyu's turtle shield could resist the attack of resentful souls was the help of Sun Guoshi. Otherwise, how could pure physical defense block magical attacks?

  Nian Songyu couldn't help but look at He Lingchuan more, secretly thinking that this kid's morals and morals are equally inferior, but his sense of escape is unexpectedly strong, and he has avoided danger several times.

  But other people were not as lucky as the He family father and son. The leader of the Gale army dealt with Nian Songyu, and the dozen or so ghost soldiers went to deal with Zeng Feixiong's team.

   No need to be taught, everyone fled everywhere.

  But how can two legs run faster with four legs? In just two face-to-face time, six people were stabbed through the chest by ghost soldiers.

  Although the other party was incorporeal, the six of them clutched their chests and rolled all over the floor in pain, and two of them spurted blood on the spot. It can be seen that the spears in the ghost soldiers' hands are not for nothing, they can hurt people's souls.

   There is no way to hide, and there is no way to fight. How can this be good?

  Everyone panicked.

  He Lingchuan yelled: "Captain Nian has caught the leader!"

  What he said is the truth, there are many bystanders.

  After his reminder, everyone hula la gathered together again.

  More than a dozen cavalrymen reined in their horses and prepared to charge again, only to find that the invasion team had regrouped to one place. This time it was not a circular formation, but all the soldiers stood behind the opponent's leader.

  Standing is a bit messy.

  The commander of the Gale Army headed by looked at the crowd, and then at the injured who fell to the ground, and turned his head.

  This action is very similar to human thinking.

  Situ Han whispered: "Is this guy still thinking about things?"

  He Lingchuan also felt that it was not good. This commander was already powerful in combat. If he could use his brains, he could play tricks on this attack!

   Sure enough, he was afraid of something coming, the commander of the Gale Army shook the reins lightly, and the Huang Puma sprinted towards the crowd again.

   But when passing by the well, the commander pressed his arm and dipped the tip of his gun into the water.

   This time, Nian Songyu tried his best to avoid his impact, but his arms were hurt and his left hand was split open.

  Unexpectedly, the commander galloped his horse across the side of the crowd, retracted the point of the spear that had been swung away, and stabbed out again!

   Fast as a touch of water.

  The sand bandit standing at the front was shot through the throat.

  Short and neat, send and receive freely.

  By the time blood splashed on the face of the bandit companion, Huang Puma had already rushed three feet away, and the bandit was picked on the eighth gun. He wasn't dead yet, his body was twitching. The commander turned him around, blood trickled down, wet his trouser legs, and dripped onto the sand.

  (end of this chapter)