C728 A confused stroke

"Who is it?" Seeing Jiang Xiaobai, the three riders did not panic, nor did they slow down. Instead, they increased their speed and rushed over.

They used a strange language that Jiang Xiaobai understood almost instantly and knew how to use it.

Fifty meters away, four riders pulled out their scimitars, two to the left and two to the right, while the other two charged in the middle