Yang Ruoqing stood in the high stands here, looking at the galloping horses on the runway over there.

Well, at this speed, the first one to rush to the finish line must be Luo Fengtang.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the arena.

I saw a dark horse covered in darkness and taller and stronger than all the horses in the field, suddenly rushing into the track.

The dark horse was followed by several samurai, who tried to intercept them, but to no avail.

The dark horse went crazy, neighing and rampage on the track.

The other horses panicked.

Exclamations erupted.

Even in the stands, everyone gasped.

"Oh my God, how did the King of Horses rush out"

Yan Huai'an also stood up and ran to Yang Ruoqing's side.

His voice trembled, mixed with horror.

"What's the situation?" asked Yang Ruoqing.

Isn't it just a stronger black horse rushing out to make trouble?

Yan Huai'an shook his head: "This horse king is not an ordinary horse, it is the king of all horses on our prairie, and it has the most noble and pure blood on its body. ”

"It has a strong temper, and no one has been able to control it since it came of age"

"There have been many warriors who tried to conquer it, but they were all left half-dead and half-maimed by it"

"Even if the wild wolves encounter it, they must be afraid of three points," Yan Huai said.

"Ah," Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

And such a powerful horse

"Wow"

Suddenly there was a louder exclamation from the other side of the arena, mixed with the screams of the girls.

Yang Ruoqing followed the prestige, and her face turned pale.

I saw that after the horse king rushed onto the track, he stumbled, and then panted and rushed towards Luo Fengtang.

The speed of the horse king was extremely fast, like a black lightning, and he rushed to Luo Fengtang in an instant.

It lifted its hooves and kicked the horse Luo Fengtang was riding out with one hand.

The poor maroon horse fell to the ground and was broken and unable to stand up.

And Luo Fengtang, the whole person was also swept into the air by this huge force.

His body spun in the air and fell.

He sat firmly on the back of the king of horses.

The king of the horses was obviously very unwelcome to this knight who fell from the sky.

It hissed, its forelimbs scraping the ground.

He snorted and looked angry.

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It pouted its forelimbs again, and its streamlined body stood up, streaking across black arcs in the daylight.

The black mane stood up one by one, majestic and domineering.

tried to throw Luo Fengtang out, and then trampled it with his hooves

"Hiss"

The sound of gasping came and went, and a pair of eyes fell on Luo Fengtang in the middle of the field.

Yang Ruoqing also secretly pinched a cold sweat for Luo Fengtang.

On the field, the competition between one man and one horse is going on fiercely

No matter how the horse king exhausted his means, Luo Fengtang always sat firmly on the horse's back.

He clamped his legs around the horse's belly, grabbed the reins in one hand, and dragged a whip in the other.

The whip never struck the king of horses.

However, the king of the horse gradually showed a momentum of subsidence

Finally, it stopped jumping and lowered its proud head.

Meanwhile.

At that end of the track.

Xiao Mang finally overtook the distracted Risong and rushed to the champion position in one fell swoop.

When he excitedly broke through the white interception line at the finish line, there was a boiling cheer behind him.

Xiao Mang was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

Hahaha, champion, it's mine

I am the real powerhouse on the grassland

He turned around excitedly, but was stunned.

The cheers still sounded on the field like a mountain and a tsunami.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Luo Fengtang and the horse king under him.

And he, the champion, is not cared for.

Even, even Na Risong and the other contestants gave up the race, and directly turned the horse's head and rushed to Luo Fengtang's side.

Xiao Mang was so angry that his face was hideous, but the show was not over yet

He made a secret gesture somewhere behind him.

Suddenly, a group of men and horses dressed in black and black with swords in their hands rushed out.

The group of centaurs rushed directly into the track, picked up the swords in their hands and slashed straight at Narisong.

Yes, Narimatsu must die.

And Luo Fengtang, you follow the funeral

Because this was a horse race, Narisong and Luo Fengtang were in the middle of the track, and they were already some distance away from the arena here.

When twenty or thirty black-clothed men suddenly appeared, the crowd of onlookers here caused panic.

The Great Elder hurriedly ordered the warriors on the scene to rush to help.

However, the far water could not save the near fire, and the track was already in a fight.

Yang Ruoqing saw those men in black appear as soon as they appeared, the target

It seems to be on Na Risong and Luo Fengtang.

Obviously, it was a purposeful assassination.

Without thinking much about it, she jumped straight from the high stands.

Robbed a nearby horse, and rushed into the track with a fast whip

The long whip was thrown out and whipped hard at the men in black.

She just rushed into the encirclement and found Luo Fengtang.

"Isn't it hurt?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang fought with the black-clothed people around him, and replied: "No, these people are prepared, Qing'er, be careful"

"Hehe, I don't care about these little fish and shrimp," she laughed.

With a vertical foot, he swept out like a milk swallow.

The horsewhip in his hand was drawn out, crackling, and several black-clothed people in front of him staggered.

Over there, the warriors sent by the Great Elder also arrived and joined the fight.

Although the number of men in black is small, they are all extraordinary.

are all masters who can be a top three.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang take care of each other, and the two of them are at ease and will not be hurt in the slightest.

But over there, Songke suffered that day.

A small group of black-clothed men restrained the samurai who came to help, and there were a dozen or so other black-clothed men, besieging Narimatsu in the middle.

"Ahh

He let out a low roar, and the man in black slashed his arm.

The whole person fell off the horse.

A dozen or so steel knives stabbed into Narisong's chest.

That day was stunned.

The blade refracted a cold glow, stinging Na Himatsu's eyes.

There was a hint of anger, unwillingness, and fear in his eyes.

Death, has it come?

However, there was no pain of a steel knife stabbing into the heart that he had expected.

All he saw was a black whip flicking at him.

The whip, like a spiritual snake, grabbed the steel knives and threw them out with all his might.

"Bell"

As the steel knife scattered all over the ground, the whip was drawn back.

Pumped the more than a dozen black-clothed people around, dodging left and right.

Wow, what a whip

There was a glint of excitement in Narisong's eyes.

Someone grabbed him by the shoulder, and at the same time as he was pulled up with a force, a crisp female voice came into his ears with teasing.

"Lying on the ground and not getting up, are you scared stupid?"