The bandits were confused, what did Master Wei Shou want to do? How could such a good opportunity turn out for Wu Han? They couldn't figure it out, let alone leave them here, looking at the murderous one-meter-nine strong man Wu Han with a long stick in his hand, and Han Ping, who was not alarmed, they panicked.

Now that there are only more than thirty bandits left after charging again and again, how can they be the opponents of the Wu tribe?

"Withdraw, withdraw. I don't know who shouted, and in an instant, the bandits who had already been six gods and no masters rode away: "Retreat, hurry, hurry." ”

"Roar, roar, roar" The war horse roared and fled, and in an instant the sixth division was defeated, and at this moment they just wanted to save their lives.

"Behold, the bandits are afraid, they have fled, and the warriors of the tribe, let's go up and take revenge, and kill!" a warrior of the Wu tribe roared angrily, and took the lead in chasing after him.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The warriors of the Wu tribe completely erupted at this moment, and everyone rode their horses and galloped to kill the fleeing bandits.

Han Ping had already galloped at this moment, he was going to pursue Wei Shou and Seventh Brother, how could these two people let them leave?

"Little brother, where are you going?" When passing by Wu Han's side, Wu Han asked, looking at the black Han with his cape, Han Ping said with a smile: "You guys are careful, the bandits can't be defeated so easily." "Words will go straight to the gallop.

Wu Han quietly recalled Han Ping's words, suddenly his eyes froze, his brows furrowed, he seemed to think of something, how could the dignified Luoyang Alliance be defeated so easily?

Wu Han figured out the reason and quickly chased after him, hoping that they wouldn't chase too deeply. He prayed.

On the other side, Hanping rode his horse along the way looking for the horseshoe footprints left by the two, but unfortunately the snow was too big, and the horseshoe footprints had already been covered.

Han Ping frowned, how can he find this, just when Han Ping was in trouble, the blood knife in the "Buzzing" Qi Sea actually trembled.

Han Ping immediately threw his divine sense into the sea of qi, only to see that the edge of the blood knife pointed to the east, trembling in a "buzzing".

Han Ping slapped his head, yes! Seventh Brother's sword soul is the one who comprehends the blood knife, hehe! This time it depends on where you run.

Han Ping retracted his senses, and immediately drove his horse to gallop, there, a huge fireball rose in a trance, the sun rose in the east, and in the morning light, the shadow of a person, a knife, and a horse was pulled into the old elder.

The snow was still dripping, and after a while, the horses' hoof footprints on the horses under Hanping's feet were smoothed out by the snow, and it seemed that no one and horses passed here, and the light of that fireball became stronger and stronger.

Han Ping followed the instructions of the blood knife all the way, tracking the two people in front of him all the way, and after about two hours, the horseshoe prints could be clearly seen in the snow, two rows, disorganized.

Hanping grinned: "I finally caught up with you." He looked at the dense forest in front of him, and he knew that the two of them were inside, and it should be that the seventh brother was too injured to run away

Hanping dismounted, tied the horse to a tree, and the tired horse kept panting, and then began to use the horse's hooves to shave the young shoots in the snow.

Han Ping watched the war horses eat grass, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart: the grass absorbs nutrients, then the horses eat grass, the people eat the horses again, the warriors enslave people again, and the stronger people enslave the warriors again, and so on.

Han Ping seemed to have strengthened the idea in his heart again, the weak eat the strong, and only the strong have the right to speak. At this moment, he felt suddenly enlightened, and even with the little thing in the dantian, he grew up a little bit, it seems that he also wants to grow up and become stronger.

Han Ping shook his head and shrunk into the dense forest, and the two of them were estimated to have started fighting.

Sure enough, in a valley, the two stood opposite each other, one of them was skinny, with a large knife tied to his waist, and a wicked smile in his mouth, looking at his opponent coldly.

The person opposite was none other than Brother Qi, who was still bleeding from his wounds at this time, and he used a big knife to support his body to make himself less embarrassed.

"Wei Shou, you can't let me go on the friendship of the past, the beast core is for you," the seventh brother said and then took out a round ball the size of a ping-pong ball from his pocket, the ball exuded a trace of aura, it was the beast core of the nighthawk.

"Hahaha, Seventh Brother, are you dreaming?" Wei Shou laughed loudly, and then said with a cruel smile: "For so many years, I have been the bandit leader of the Eighth Division, and your Seventh Brother has been pressing me for many years because he is the second in charge, I have had enough, let's make a break today!"

"Also, this is the meaning of the three masters, you, you can be blind when you die, drink!" Wei Shou shouted violently, and raised his knife to kill the seventh brother.

"The third master, hehe, you really took that step,!" Seventh Brother seemed to be stimulated, talking to himself alone, until Wei Shou was about to kill, he showed a touch of madness.

"Wei Shou, today, let's make a break! I don't know who is dead in the deer, drink!" The seventh brother roared angrily, put the beast core into his pocket, and collided with Wei Shou with the knife.

"Bump"

The two knives collided, the seventh brother approached and was injured, and was directly forced to take three steps back, Wei Shou looked at the retreating seventh brother, a cruel smile appeared in his mouth, and he once again raised the knife to kill him.

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu fought with you. Drink!"

The seventh brother roared frantically, and then raised his knife to fight with Wei Shou again.

The snow is full of traces of the battle between the two, and many boulders buried in the snow were directly shattered by the aftermath of the battle between the two warriors, fuck, can't hibernation?

In the other direction, hearing the roaring Seventh Brother and the sound of battle, Han Ping was overjoyed, and it was really up.

He approached quickly, and saw the two of them fighting desperately in the snow from afar, the battle between the two had reached a fever pitch, you were dead and alive, and the move was deadly, ruthless and ruthless.

Han Ping watched it with relish on the side: "Dog eats dog, hehe, you also have today." "It's cool in Hanping's heart.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the two of them will definitely fall today.

As time passed, the injured Seventh Brother showed an invincible trend, and Wei Shou became more and more brave the more he fought.

Brother Qi quickly thought of a way, if he continued like this, he would definitely die, his heart was crossed, and he directly took out the Nighthawk Beast Core in the bag on his waist, and then threw it in the direction of Hanping.

"Old thief Wei, if you want to get it, hahaha," the words must actually run away in the opposite direction, worthy of being a treacherous and cunning bandit leader, ready to use the beast core to branch Wei Shou, and then he ran away, he expected Wei Shou to go to get the beast core, but unfortunately after a thousand calculations, he missed a cold level.

Just when the seventh brother thought that he was about to run away, and Wei Shou was already about to go to find the beast core, a hand appeared out of thin air, and then grabbed the beast core.