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"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two sides collided rapidly, flesh and blood flew sideways, stumps and broken arms, and streams of bloody gas dispersed.

Although the fighting was fierce, the actual situation was completely one-sided.

There were only dozens of warriors on the side of the road expedition caravan, less than ten martial artists, and all the others were ordinary mortals, while the northbound sergeants were all martial artists and had been fighting for a long time, and the overall strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all.

The caravan's huge military array was collapsing at a rapid pace.

In the face of the samurai, these mortal soldiers can still resist one or two, but in the face of the samurai, no matter how fierce they are not afraid of death, the difference in physical strength is too great, and they can't cause much damage to those northbound soldiers at all.

"Poof!" "Poof!"

One by one, mortals were swept by the spear, trampled by the horses' hooves, and they were invincible!

"Retreat!" "Retreat!" Lu Zheng yelled.

His heart was dripping blood, but one by one his men were killed, and he could only keep retreating.

Fortunately, the impact power of the war horses in the northward marching array was also depleted, and the lethality it possessed was also weakened.

Caravan Center.

"Brother Jiang, help my father!" Lu Zhan pleaded anxiously beside Jiang Han.

At this time, there were only more than 100 people left in the caravan, and they had already retreated to the middle of Jiang Han's caravan.

A hint of coldness flashed in Jiang Han's eyes, to be honest, he was unwilling to provoke the northbound cottage.

Because Jiang Han knew in his heart that although he concealed his identity, once he made a move, his strength would be exposed, and only someone on the other side would escape, and after the investigation, it would be easy to know his true identity.

After all, there are so many martial arts powerhouses in the land of Jiangbei.

If he was alone, he would naturally not be afraid of the northbound cottage, but once the nine thousand northbound troops gathered and wiped out the Jiang Villa, it would be easy.

For Jiang's Villa, Jiang Han's feelings are still very deep

Moreover, for the leader of the northbound cottage, Jiang Han also had a fear in his heart, he knew that being able to dominate Jiangbei for decades, and being praised by Yuan Yu as an existence close to the Tianyuan Realm, it was definitely a terrifying existence.

This is Jiang Han's concern.

Jiang Han's gaze was gloomy, squinting slightly, if it was said that the caravan of the northbound army looking for a road expedition seemed to be because of grudges, then it was understandable.

But he looked at the corpses lying on the ground, there were many women, and there were many mortals in ordinary clothes, Jiang Han knew that this was definitely a predatory massacre.

In Jiang Han's heart, he was extremely disgusted by the act of slaughtering mortals.

Warriors fighting, dying in the wilderness, and crossing the wilderness, this is the fate of cultivation, in Jiang Han's opinion, every martial artist should have such an awareness after stepping on the path of cultivation, so Jiang Han is not angry.

But mortals, how innocent?

After going through his previous life and going through hell, Jiang Han knew that he was not a good person, nor could he be called a good person, and he was even more unwilling to be a good person.

But people live for a lifetime, do something, don't do something, Jiang Han's heart still has his own bottom line.

At the beginning, Jiang Han was galloping in the mountains and forests, in front of Mu Ling, he also wanted to shoot Mu Yu, and the root cause was here.

Today, here, in the face of the northern march, Jiang Han is still like this!

With a slight leap, Jiang Han fell from his horse to the ground.

As soon as his mind moved, the javelin was in his hands, and he thought lightly, and suddenly threw it out, whistling and bursting away.

"Peng!"

This shot made the air shake, and it was extremely powerful!

"Poof!"

One shot and two kills, blood splattered in all directions, and the two iron-blooded heavy riders were instantly shot through the chest, and the huge impact force spread all over the body, even the people and horses, and were completely overturned to the ground.

"Bang!" the horse neighed as it fell to the ground, struggling to get to its feet.

Distance.

"Hmm, Wu Zong!" The long-haired young man, whose face had always been cold and calm, changed his complexion.

He saw the terrifying javelin, although his cultivation was average, his knowledge was not shallow, and he easily judged Jiang Han's realm.

Although he has always been very arrogant in his mouth, and has been clamoring that even if he encounters a martial sect, he will kill him together, but in his heart, he is unwilling to provoke a martial sect-level powerhouse.

Because every Martial Sect is regarded as standing at the pinnacle of mortals, ordinary martial artists are powerless in front of Martial Sects, and if they want to kill Martial Sects, they may be escaped or even killed by them if they are not careful.

Even though he had an amazing background, he didn't want to provoke a martial arts powerhouse.

Therefore, the moment he saw Jiang Han's move, he had the idea of quitting the war, but many things will not develop according to his personal will and thoughts.

Jiang Han, either he doesn't make a move, and once he does, he will definitely not keep his hand.

In the battlefield.

"Whoa, whoa!"

Three javelins chased the stars and the moon, stirring out, the power control was complete, Jiang Han's javelin was terrifying, two javelins were shot at the heavy horses on both sides, and one was tearing the air and shooting at the long-haired young man riding on a war horse in the distance.

Although Jiang Han hadn't made a move before, he had been observing the entire battle situation, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that the long-haired young man was the leader of this northbound iron cavalry.

Shoot people and horses, capture thieves and capture kings.

It was too fast, and the speed of the javelins in the agitation was so fast that the pupils of the northbound sergeants on both sides showed a look of horror.

"Be careful!" The black-robed middle-aged man's face changed in shock, and he instantly drew his sword, and a bright light flashed, and he jumped up and blocked in front of the long-haired young man.

"Peng!"

The black-robed man only felt a terrifying force spread throughout his body, causing his arm to ache slightly.

However, the javelin was also blown away by the sword, and a heavy rider next to it was directly pierced, and even the man and horse were shot over.

The terrifying collision of the lightning and flint lights made the long-haired young man's complexion change.

Although his status is high and his mind is not weak, his own strength has only just stepped into the realm of martial arts, when has he really fought with a martial sect-level powerhouse?

Looking at the iron rider next to him who was pierced through his chest, he was shocked and angry, that young man, he wanted his own life?

Thinking about it, he became more and more angry and lost his mind.

Isn't it just a young martial arts sect, no matter how strong it is, how strong can it be? Even if he has a background, this Jiangbei realm can still be bigger than himself?

What if they are all killed today?

"Besiege him!" the long-haired youth roared, commanding the heavy cavalry in the distance to besiege him.

Jiang Han's eyes froze, and he looked at the black-robed man in the distance, he didn't expect that there would be a martial arts sect in this group of northbound soldiers, and he knew in his heart that he couldn't attack the other party with a javelin alone.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

Although seven or eight people were shot and killed by Jiang Han's javelin, there were more than sixty heavy horsemen left alive, all of whom frantically drove their war horses to rush over.

Jiang Han swept slightly, his eyes became extremely cold and terrifying, a cyan war knife appeared in his hand, his legs suddenly exerted force, and with a 'bang' on the ground, he stepped on the cracks of the Dao, and burst out like meteors.

"Die!" a heavy rider stabbed out from his back and fired a volley into the air with a terrifying shrill sound.

People borrow the horse's momentum, and the power of the gun is irresistible!

"It's you who died!" Jiang Han jumped high, the strength of his limbs and hundreds of bones was running, and the long knife was in the direction, splitting the mountain and cutting the moon.

"Tear up!"

The blood-colored metal spear was shattered layer by layer by the cyan sword, and in the slightly shrunken eyes of the heavy horseman, the war knife split it from the shoulder, and with a tearing sound, the whole human body with heavy armor was torn in half by the volley, and the blood was sprinkled with ten air.

Jiang Han's body fell, and he suddenly stepped on the horse's head, and the huge force weighing tens of thousands of catties blessed his feet, and stepped on it fiercely.

"Click!"

The clatter of the broken skull sounded, the entire horse's head was directly dented, bone blood flew, the tall war horse's hooves softened, and the front body knelt on the ground with a bang, and then Jiang Han stepped on the ground, twitching all over, and it seemed that he couldn't survive.

The blood in the sky fell and poured on Jiang Han's body.

The Qingling long knife rose horizontally, and drops of blood slipped from the knife body and fell on the first flowers on the ground, bright and beautiful.

Some people say that the most beautiful flowers are watered with human blood.