"Don't let her run!"
"After her! Capture her and go back for rewards!"
Yu Yan was chased around by a group of Mongolian cavaliers on the plains until she entered a small battlefield.
The group of fierce Mongolian cavaliers were like a pack of evil hounds who chased behind Yu Yan. While they shouted, they tried to surround her.
Unfortunately, Yu Yan was a very vigilant person. While she shifted about to maintain a set distance with her closest enemy, the demonic blade in her hands kept on executing different moves. Saber light and sword shadows were executed by one person alone, and one among the dozens of Mongolian cavaliers behind her will die once every few seconds.
If Happy saw this at this moment, he will definitely gasp in amazement.
Yu Yan was becoming more and more familiar with her attacks.