The Nao Bao Feng horse penetrated the throat of the enemy, and it was really powerful.

Baofeng Malay Han Mo saw it in his eyes, opened his mouth, and was speechless in surprise, before he only thought that this kid was superb in equestrianism and was a character, but now when Baofeng Malay saw it, he knew that Zhu Xiaoyan's archery skills were so powerful Baofeng Malai, it is no exaggeration to say that if the archers also have ranks, Zhu Xiaoyan's archery skills are almost close to the realm of the grandmaster.

He Baofeng Malai is calm and relaxed when he shoots arrows, his eyes are like cold stars, and he is ruthless Baofeng Malai, and the posture of drawing the bow and shooting arrows is also extremely perfect.

When Mo was surprised, he was even more curious about Zhu Xiaoyan's origin.

Zhu Xiaoyan has good equestrian skills, high archery skills, and is calm, in this era, no matter which dignitary he goes to, he must be inexhaustible in brocade clothes, food, wine and beauty, and most of the people in Duobaofeng Malai will get an official and a half-job.

But he is willing to perform on the streets of Baofeng Malay East Sea City, and is even more willing to stoop to be a groom in his own department, what is his plan?

And all along, Zhu Xiaoyan has not been a vegetarian like a monk, although he is ruthless, he is also obedient to himself, and there is nothing suspicious.

Where did such a person come from, and what is it to be a mafutu?

He was in confusion when he heard the sound of weapons clashing, but it was the silver-clothed man's side that had already exchanged hands with the enemy, and nearly twenty or so skilled enemies were fighting with the silver-clothed man's subordinates like wild wolves.

The silver-clothed man was holding a silver spear and stood beside him, just looking at it coldly, and did not make a move for a while.

The enemies of Baofeng Malay here have also taken advantage of the cover of the trunk of the tree to scatter and touch the vicinity of Baofeng Malai, abandon their bows and take knives, and surround them, while Zhu Xiaoyan is still an arrow, but in a moment, five people have died under his feather arrows.

"Everyone be careful!" Han Mo roared in a low voice: "Xiao Zhu shoots arrows, everyone use knives!"

Since Zhu Xiaoyan has superb archery skills, he naturally let him drag behind and kill people with arrows, while the black panthers are strong in hand-to-hand combat, and their archery skills are too weak, so they abandon their bows and take knives to fight with each other in hand-to-hand combat.

The black panther led by Han Qing didn't say a word, dropped his bow and arrows, pulled out his knife, just like six bloodthirsty leopards, quickly and fiercely pounced on the enemy, Zhu Xiaoyan bent down and picked up the two quiver boxes that were thrown on the ground, and quickly retreated behind another big tree behind, shooting arrows to cover for Han Qing and the others, he seemed to have done this kind of thing before, and he was as skilled as eating, and he was extremely calm.

The attacking man in black is obviously not a weak character, they advance and retreat in an orderly manner, cooperate tacitly, when Han Qing and the others rushed out, they immediately gathered in groups of three to deal with one, the knife was bright and sharp, and the knife technique was not weak, and the two sides were in a scuffle for a while.

Although the men of the silver man were mighty, they had many enemies, and in just a few moments, one of the guards had half of his head cut off, and another had his lower abdomen cut off and fell to the ground, seriously wounded.

The silver-clothed man finally made a move, his silver spear was like a white silver dragon, his steps were light, and he stabbed at a person, and the man slashed with a knife, but the blade had not touched the silver spear Baofeng Malay pole, and was pierced through the throat by the cold tip of the spear.

That man Baofeng didn't have time to snort, and as soon as the silver-clothed man's spear was raised, his body flew out like a falling leaf, and the silver-clothed man's spear pierced a person's chest in the light of Huo Huo's knife.

The Tsing Yi guard, who had been guarding the silver-clothed man, followed closely behind the silver-clothed man, as if he wanted to protect the back of the silver-clothed man in case cold arrows came, but he did not engage the enemy.

Han Qing and the others are worthy of being special forces who have been trained for more than ten years, and although they do not have the absolute upper hand in the battle against the enemy, they are not at all inferior under the siege of many enemies.

Before Han Mo could make a move, a masked man who was not afraid of death came out from the side, and the big knife in his hand waved horizontally, blocking his waist and slashing at Han Mo, which was to cut Han Mo in two.

The copper rod buckled, first resisted the other party's slash, and then heard the sound of "choking", the copper stick and the big knife struck together, splashing a burst of sparks, the masked man only felt that the tiger's mouth was about to be torn apart, indescribable pain, and before he thought about it, Han Mo's copper stick had already poked it backhand, hitting the masked man's chest, and the masked man "poofed", a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the person had already flown out.

Han Mo didn't hesitate any longer, clenched the copper stick, and rushed into the battle group like a tiger.

For a while, the forest shouted and screamed, and it was actually the flesh and blood that had been killed, and there were red blood flowers floating in the air, which was strange and gorgeous.

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The blood was full of flowers, and it was originally full of fresh breath, but it was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.

The enemy obviously didn't expect that there would be such a group of powerful masters as Han Mo, and the news they got was that there were only ten people around the silver-clothed people, and they gathered the strength of nearly fifty people to come to the sneak attack, thinking that they were nine out of ten, but at this moment, not only did they not cause the slightest damage to the Jinyi people, but they almost lost half of their manpower in a moment, which was really unexpected.

Han Mo didn't need to perform the "Eight Stick Method" at all, he only relied on his usual stick skills and his strong bull power to kill three people in a row, and Zhu Xiaoyan's arrows were not in vain, and three lives were reimbursed in his hands for a while.

Seeing that although Han Qing and the others were covered in blood, they were already in the upper hand and had a strong fighting spirit, Han Mo broke away from the battle group in two steps, which was a good opportunity to exercise, so that Han Qing and the others could cultivate a stronger taste of blood, which would be more beneficial in the future.

He looked up over there, only to see that the enemy over there had also been beaten in disarray, and the silver-clothed man was like a dragon mixed with a flock of sheep.

Bao Feng Malay was only six of the silver-clothed man's subordinates, except for the one behind him, three had died, and only two of them were free to fight with the few enemies who were already few.

If it weren't for the presence of Han Mo and others today, who shared half of the assassins for the silver-clothed man, no matter how high the silver-clothed man's kung fu was, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

……

In the midst of the bloody battle, Han Mo suddenly heard a sound of "boom", which seemed to be very similar to the sound of the previous discovery of the enemy's situation, not a simple sound of arrows, but the sound of empty bamboos in the arrows.

In this era, there was no gunpowder, so naturally there was no existence, so the transmission of signals was tied to the feather arrows with empty bamboos, and when shot into the air, the empty bamboos made strange sounds, and the signals could be recognized.

It's just that at this time, the two sides are fighting a bloody battle, and the enemy is signaling again, so why? Are there still many ambushes?

Thinking of this, Han Mo frowned, clenched the blood copper stick, he looked around suspiciously, and suddenly saw a scene that shocked him extremely much.

The Tsing Yi guard who followed closely behind the silver-clothed man, when he heard the empty bamboo signal, slowly raised his big knife and aimed it at the brocade-clothed man in front of him, looking like he was going to sneak attack his boss from behind.

Han Mo's heart tightened, he was the most disgusted with this kind of villain who betrayed his master, seeing that the silver-clothed man didn't notice it, the Tsing Yi guard's big knife was about to be chopped down, Han Mo shouted loudly: "Look here!"

His breath was thick and full of energy, like a tiger's roar, the Tsing Yi guard was actually startled by this sudden sound, and at this time, Han Mo was like throwing a javelin, the blood copper stick in his hand suddenly shot out, and the tiger was full of wind and struck straight towards the Tsing Yi man not far away.

Although the man in green clothes was startled by Han Mo's roar, he only froze slightly, and the sharp big knife in his hand still slashed down at the man in silver mercilessly.

At the moment when the blade was about to slash the head of the silver-clothed man, he heard a "poof", and the bloody copper rod poked fiercely on the back of the Tsing Yi guard, and then heard a "click" sound from the back of the Tsing Yi guard, and it was obvious that the kid's vertebrae were pierced by the blood copper stick.

"Ahh

The silver-clothed man heard the shouts behind him, and suddenly turned around, and saw the scene behind him, the green-clothed guard's hands held the big knife and fell back, he immediately understood something, his eyes were startled at first, but then he regained his composure and looked at Han Mo.

Han Mo shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly.

"I owe you my life!" said the silver-clothed man lightly, stabbing to death a masked man who pounced on him with a backhand.

The green-robed guard fell to the ground, twitching, muscles on his face twisted in pain, and his eyes glowed with horror.

The silver-clothed man squatted down beside him and said lightly: "You are not greedy for money, the person who bought you must have given you a woman." You've been with me for two years, be careful, I'm about to promote you, but I can't imagine that you will disappoint me!"

The horror in the eyes of the Tsing Yi guard slowly disappeared, replaced by a look of guilt, his throat rose and fell, and finally said, "Big ...... My lord...... Kill me...... Kill me......

The silver-clothed man looked at him indifferently, sighed, stood up, and ignored it again, just looked at the corpses all over the ground, with a lonely face.

The Tsing Yi guard looked pained, he reached out and grabbed the big knife, put the blade on his neck with his backhand, and choked up: "My lord...... I...... I'm sorry you ......!" pulled hard, his throat was cut, blood spurted out, his body convulsed twice, and he died.

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The silver-clothed man listened to the Tsing Yi guard's breath, and did not look back, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, he raised his gun again, rushed into the battle group, the dragon was powerful, the gun was like a silver dragon, invincible, the only six or seven people left here, in the killers of him and the remaining two guards, in the end, there was no one left, the ground was full of corpses, and the smell of blood wafted in the air, which was disgusting.

As if to temporarily vent the murderous intent in his heart, the silver-clothed man was on the ground with a gun, looking at the corpses of several subordinates, his expression was extremely cold.

"It turns out that Qian Taiyuan is a traitor. A Tsing Yi guard looked angry: "My lord is kind to him on weekdays, but he is such a despicable and shameless villain. My lord came out this time, without revealing the slightest rumor, I don't know it, I am wondering how these assassins learned the whereabouts of the adult, but I didn't expect that it was Qian Taiyuan who betrayed the adult!"

Another guard said in a deep voice: "Qian Taiyuan is not greedy for money, but he is lustful, and he must have been bought by beauty." He looked at the opposite side, there were not many enemies left, and he was fighting and retreating, obviously knowing that something was wrong and was about to evacuate, so he clenched his big knife and said in a deep voice: "My lord, I'll go catch it alive!"

The silver-clothed man shook his head and said, "No need, who did it, I already know in my heart that these people have the heart of a snake and scorpion, kill them!"

"Yes, my lord!" the two Tsing Yi guards bowed, picked up their broadswords and rushed over there, and the contract panther pursued the remaining less than five or six masked men.

Han Mo came over and lifted the blood copper stick, the silver-clothed man had already turned around, stared at Han Mo, and said calmly: "I owe you a life, I hope to have a chance to pay it back to you!"

Han Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't." You seem to have a lot of trouble, and I'm afraid that there will be more trouble if you have something to do with it, so this is the case today, and we will have less to do with it in the future. ”

The corners of the silver-clothed man's mouth turned up, and he smiled that looked gentle, but his voice was very calm: "You may not know, my life may be able to help you solve greater troubles!"

"I've always liked to solve my own problems. Han Mo smiled and said, "You don't have to keep remembering this matter, kill people...... It's not a good thing!"

The silver-clothed man stared at Han Mo and pondered for a moment before saying, "You are really a very strange person!"

"You too!" Han Mo laughed.

"There's still wine there, after killing people, drinking Baofeng Malay wine can relieve the tension. ”

Han Mo shook Baofeng's head and said, "I'm not nervous about killing." After a pause, he said, "I like it very much after drinking." ”

The two walked to the extinguished bonfire, the wine bags were thrown all over the ground, the two of them each picked up a bag of wine, and the silver-clothed man shouted to Zhu Xiaoyan not far away: "Brother Tai, you might as well come and drink together!"

Zhu Xiaoyan had already put down his bow and arrows, leaned under the trunk of the tree, and did not raise his eyes, but said lightly: "I don't drink!"

The silverman frowned.

"He doesn't drink alcohol and doesn't eat meat!" Han Mo said with a smile: "He doesn't even touch women." ”

Zhu Xiaoyan glanced at Han Mo, closed his eyes, and rested against the trunk of the tree.

"But this brother's archery skills are really admirable. The silver-clothed man's voice was soft: "If it weren't for the fact that this brother Tai was still young, I would almost think that Du Wufeng, a famous general of the Wei State, appeared here!"

When Zhu Xiaoyan heard the words "Du Wufeng", the corners of his eyes moved, and his two fists were clenched tightly, but they quickly let go.

"Du Wufeng's archery skills are powerful?" Han Mo asked.

The silver-clothed man said: "I haven't seen what it looks like." However, I heard that Nadu Wufeng has a black wooden bow, and his archery skills are amazing, and he can shoot leaves three hundred steps away. ”

"A famous general is a famous general. Han Mo's eyes also flashed with admiration: "To be among the ten famous generals, there are always some means." After a pause, he said, "I heard that there is also a famous general in our Yan Kingdom, and I don't know if it is powerful?"

A strange look crossed the eyes of the silver-clothed man, and he looked at Han Mo and said softly: "Your Excellency is talking about the Tiger of the East, General Xiao Huaiyu, right?"

"It turned out to be Xiao Huaiyu!" Han Mo smiled and said, "The name of this Oriental Tiger is also loud. ”

The silver-clothed man's face suddenly flashed with admiration, and said: "General Xiao is young, but he is humble and polite, gentle and quiet, and knows military law, although he is known as the Tiger of the East, but that is only one of his names. ”

"He has many other names?"

"Yes. The silver-clothed man nodded: "He has a title called 'Gun God', the marksmanship is strange and elusive, but he rarely uses a gun, but uses a pipa sword, and his swordsmanship is also unparalleled." There is also a title that really matches his identity, called the 'God of War', it is said that he is the incarnation of the four heavenly kings of Buddhism, the king of Doraqi, with a noble character and unparalleled in the world!"

Han Mo frowned, this brocade-clothed man obviously admired Xiao Huaiyu a lot, and admired him a lot, could it be that this kid was actually from the Xiao family?

The Xiao family is far away in Yanjing, how could this kid come to Donghai County, in addition to hunting, does he have other thoughts?

Thinking of this, he became vigilant, and said with a smile: "The famous general of Yan Country is naturally extraordinary. ”

At this time, Han Qing had already returned with everyone, everyone was bloodstained, their faces were also covered with blood, and two black panthers were injured, Han Mo immediately ordered the two black panthers to treat their injuries.

When they went out, they brought wound medicine, which was just right to use at this time.

The silver-clothed man took out a small purple bottle from his arms and handed it to his subordinates, Han Mo was puzzled, only to see the Tsing Yi guard open the bottle and pour a little powder on the wounds of each corpse.

But in a moment, those corpses slowly melted, and even the clothes melted away without a trace, which was really shocking.

"This is corpse powder. Seeing Han Mo's surprised look, the Jinyi man explained: "Just a little bit of the wound can melt the corpse, you should understand that sometimes, some people's corpses don't need to be left." ”

Han Mo actually has a sense of reverence for corpses, no matter whether human nature is good or bad, once he dies, it is just the disappearance of life, corpses are sacred things given by his parents, and no one's corpses should be destroyed.

However, as a last resort, some things have to be done, after all, dozens of corpses are piled up in the Black Forest, and if this is seen by others, it will be a big case.

Didn't you bait yourself with a corpse at sea?

Fifty or sixty corpses were scattered around the forest, and a small bottle of corpse powder melted these corpses cleanly, leaving only blood all over the ground.

Han Mo got up and hugged his fists, and said, "Since the matter has passed, I think we should also go, I hope we don't meet in the future." He turned around and said, "Let's go!"

Han Qing and the others immediately got up and prepared to leave.

"Remember that I owe you my life!" the brocade man said lightly: "If there is a chance, I will pay it back to you!"

"I said, don't have anything to do with it!" Han Mo didn't look back, and waved his hand.

The Jinyi man watched Han Mo and the others leave, and muttered, "Sometimes, if you don't want to have anything to do with it, you can't do it!" Chapter 100 [The Carriage Outside the Poplar Forest]

Less than ten miles outside the Black Forest, there is a small poplar forest, the area is not large, you can see through the head at a glance, a gust of wind rises, the poplar trees gently swing, like a dance.

On the edge of the poplar forest, there is a carriage parked, which is not gorgeous, a very ordinary carriage, if it is on the official road, it will definitely not be conspicuous, but it is quite strange to park on the edge of this barren poplar forest.

At the wheel of the carriage, there sat a stout man, short clothes and black trousers, with an open placket, revealing a strong chest, but he was about thirty years old, and his chest was even more hairy, showing his strength. However, such a strong man seems to be just a groom driving a car, and his face is expressionless.

The poplar forest was blowing in the breeze, and the carriage stopped at the edge of the poplar forest for more than an hour, but it did not move, the coachman did not move, and even the horse pulling the cart seemed to have become fossils, silent.

In the distance, a black image rushed straight towards it like a meteor, as fast as lightning.

The black shadow carried the moon-shaped scimitar on his back, ran to a place four or five steps away from the carriage, knelt down on one knee, he was dressed in black clothes and black pants, his head was masked, only a pair of sharp eyes were exposed, and he replied in a deep voice: "