Gods Summoning System

Just when Li Shi and AO Su awakened Ao Su's ghost in Bingzhou Ding, the battlefield outside was already in chaos.

In the Western battlefield, Li Moshen was one against two, but he was gradually suppressed by an shaohuang and Li qianxu.

In the eastern battlefield, Huangfu Jie was hotter than Huangfu Yuanming.

In the northern battlefield, the Dragon killing riders are basically suppressing those Youming Luocha. Who told them that their bodies are most effective in restraining the undead and resisting creatures.

Yu Wenqi and Si kongjing had a hard fight, which shocked all the people present.

The most chaotic is the central battlefield.

In line with the principle of guerrilla tactics, Yang Jian let the sacred beasts harass Li daoxuan. When Li daoxuan got angry, he took his younger brothers away.

Li daoxuan was so annoyed.

By the side of the pit which had been smashed open before, several holy spirits were still fainting.

But no one noticed the corner, Zhao Yun's fingers are moving.

In the boundless darkness, Zhao Yun's divine sense is wandering around.

"Where is this... Who am I..."

Zhao Yun stepped out of the darkness and came to a grassland.

At this time, he was riding on a white horse.

On his side, there was a white horse cavalry with a flustered look.

"Are you running for your life..."

On the grassland behind him, there was a cry of killing all over the sky.

"Kill Gongsun Zan!"

Gongsun Zan is a familiar name

By the way, he seems to be his own hero?

Just as Zhao Yun gradually reacted, a stream of arrows came from behind and penetrated into a figure on a white horse in front of him.

"Lord!"

The Knights of the white horse around him suddenly howled and looked sad and cold.

The figure fell from the horse's back, and was immediately overtaken by the pursuers behind him and cut into several pieces.

My lord... Died like this?

The fierce eyes of those pursuing soldiers turned to Zhao Yun and the white horse Knight beside him.

"All these white horses have been killed!"

Zhao Yun was shocked!

By the way, my name is Zhao Yun, from a place called Changshan.

The cavalry around me and I are called Baima Yicong.

The pathetic figure who was hacked to death by a random knife was his grandfather Gongsun Zan.

The blade of pursuit has come to our eyes.

Zhao Yun wanted to wave back, but found himself powerless. I feel like

Scared to death.

Because of their own incompetence, it led to the rout of the battle.

Because of my own weakness, I can only watch my lord fall in front of me!

"Qiang"

A long gun, block in front of Zhao Yun, the enemy's several sharp blades meet this long gun, instantly into pieces.

Can a gun be as strong as that?

Zhao Yun looked up and found that the one with the gun was a young man with a brilliant smile. Zijin Yitong was calm and calm, as if he didn't take these enemies seriously.

Why... Can he be so relaxed on the battlefield?

"Don't be distracted on the battlefield."

The boy winked at Zhao Yun and swept forward with a long gun.

"Boom."

A vigorous Qi, just like ploughing, directly cut off hundreds of enemies.

Zhao Yun's pupil shrinks and looks at the boy in horror.

The boy said to Zhao Yun, "do you want to learn?"

Zhao Yun nodded immediately, for fear that the boy would go back.