Chapter 62: One Man Destroys One Team

"Captain, this time we were ordered by the big man to spy on the news. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info shouldn't be disguised, otherwise it will be exposed. ”

The one who spoke was a great Mongol man, dressed in armor and seated on a tall horse, armed with a shining scimitar.

"Haha! Bazaar, you think too much! What if those pig-like Han people found out? ”

It was their captain who spoke, and he flashed his big eyes. The body is hypertrophied and looks like a ball of meat.

The person who led the way was a seven-year-old child, and he was asked by Tianqian to be Xue Fan. My parents were killed by Mongolian Tatars.

"Xue Fan, don't worry, having me alone is enough to wipe out those Mongolian Tartars."

Tianqian is not talking big, but a first-class master really has such ability. Kill the enemy in the midst of the armies and take the head of the general.

"Look, that's it."

Xue Fan stretched out his finger, and there was a group of Mongolian cavalry a hundred meters away in the direction of his finger. There were a hundred and eighty of them, and they were elite troops at a glance.

"In that case, Xue Fan, you squat here, and I'll kill them all."

Saying that, Tianqian's footsteps galloped quickly, and the flashing thunder and lightning continued to cross the soles of his feet, which suddenly caused a rumbling sound.

Seeing the rapidly approaching thunder shadow, the Mongolian captain looked puzzled, but in a few seconds, Tianqian appeared in front of their team.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Zack spoke lightly, although he was surprised by the speed of the comers, but when he thought of their hundred and eighty people, he put down his hanging heart.

Looking at Tianqian, who was negotiating, Xue Fan puffed up his fists. He feared for the safety of his life-saver, but unfortunately he was too young to fight side by side.

"Kill, kill you all!"

After speaking, Tianqian's body erupted with terrifying power, and the whole person condensed a momentum, like an open sword.

"Come and stop him and kill this Han man."

The Mongolian captain panicked, because according to the inside, martial arts masters can kill people in an instant, and their martial arts are unfathomable.

Eight scimitar knights rushed over, brandishing their steel swords in a neat manner without hesitation.

"Brush!"

Tianqian made a casual move, and the golden vampire festival changed hands instantly. His figure also moved, and the speed was not clear at all.

"Boom!"

The eight of them fell from their horses with a clatter, and they could clearly see that all eight of them had neat wounds on their necks, and blood was constantly flowing.

"Dead, just a little."

The Mongolian captain was frightened, and he couldn't help but retreat. The young man in front of him is too powerful, this should be the so-called martial arts master.

Xue Fan was also shocked by Tianqian's shot, and after he saw Tianqian in the distance, he couldn't help but shudder.

Weather then wields the vampire festival, taking the life of a Mongol Tartar with each attack.

A moment passed, and Tianqian was covered in blood at this time. Most of them were Mongolian Tatars, and he also had a wound on his back.

But the vampire festival can suck blood, so the wound appeared, but it was completely recovered in a few seconds, and it was simply Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed.

"Retreat, run."

The Mongolian captain hurriedly gave an order, and the young man in front of him seemed to have returned from hell as a killing god, constantly harvesting life.

More than half of the casualties had been lost now, but the boy was not injured at all. On the contrary, he showed the appearance of becoming more and more courageous, which was a pleasure for him.

"Let's go, did I let you go?"

Tian Qian stretched out his fingers, and the terrifying true qi formed a huge force.

"One finger joined!"

Under Tian Qian's fingers, the terrifying internal force True Qi burst out five meters. The sound of waves was formed, as if the sea was surging in.

"Bang bang!"

With a finger and a nod, more than a dozen people were directly killed. Most of them are directly penetrated through the body and fall instantly.

"The captain is dead, the hero spares his life, don't kill me!"

There were only fifty Mongols left, who knelt on the ground and wagked their tails and begged for mercy, and chose to grovel and surrender.

"Die, did you think of this day when you slaughtered us Han people!"

"When you were a dog, did you think of this day?"

The answer is no, they are a bunch of brutes. Everywhere the Mongol army passed, there were ruins and wounds.

"Click!"

Tianqian did not show any relentlessness, and he quickly cut off the heads of all the Mongolian Tatars. The land was stained red with blood, and only Tianqian was left standing there.

I counted them, and there were a hundred heads. He planned to take it with him and report it to Xiangyang City.

"Xue Fan, what's the matter, you're afraid of me."

Tianqian, covered in blood, walked towards the child, and although he smiled extremely peacefully, it always seemed out of place compared to the blood covered in it.

"Congratulations to the host, you successfully obtained Xue Fan's 30 favorability!"

"Don't be afraid, those are the blood of Mongolian villains." Xue Fan forced his composure and walked with Tianqian.

After half a day's travel, I finally saw a majestic city. Judging by its size, it could accommodate millions of people.

That is Xiangyang City, the blood guarded by Guo Juxia and his wife all their lives. They did not abandon the city until they died, but the people were there.

"Open the door, I'm the Lord of the Heavenly Alliance!"

Tianqian shouted loudly and used his internal force. The sound was like a wave, and it spread within a kilometer in an instant.

"The Lord of the Heavenly Alliance, it is really the Lord of the Heavenly Alliance."

The beggar disciples recognized it at a glance, and the demeanor of Tianqian's defeat of Huo Du a few days ago was still admirable.

"Joke, you're the one who is the genius. I heard that you went to hunt down and kill Yin Zhiping of our Quanzhen Sect, I don't know if you killed it? ”

Four Taoist people came up from the city tower, and it was a female Taoist aunt who spoke. She is of average appearance and looks like a village woman.

Name: Sun Buji

Strength: second-rate late stage

Luck is 70

Root bones: 2

Perception 1

Martial arts: innate skills

Martial arts: True swordsmanship

Overall Rating: Average

"Killed, Yin Zhiping was cut by me, what can you do?"

What about the seven sons of Quanzhen, they annoyed me and cut them to smithereens. He's also a first-class player now, no worse than them.

"Okay, well, since you admit it, then don't blame me."

is very optimistic about Yin Zhiping and Sun Fuji, if that bone qualification is adjusted, he may be able to become a generation of masters.

With the obstruction of the Quanzhen Sect, no one opened the door at all. After all, the prestige of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen is far and wide, and few people in the rivers and lakes can compare.

"You have all your blood, shouldn't you have slaughtered countless good people. Like you, the devil, we righteous people will subdue you. ”

Sun Buer just found a reason, Tianqian's blood all over his body proves that he is a demon crooked, a murderer.

"Report, our Wuhu Gang was killed by the female devil Li Mochou."

It was a teenager who had survived the massacre. Although he was hit by the Ice Spirit Divine Needle, he had a special physique and did not die.

"You thief, I saw you with my own eyes and the female devil Li Mochou together."

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly exploded. Tianqian couldn't help but feel a little difficult to speak. At that time, he was also hit by the Ice Spirit Divine Needle, and Li Mochou did not make a move on him.

"Haha, the sky has eyes, our Quanzhen Sect has finally caught a little devil."

Sun Buer cheered loudly, and she called on everyone to bring Tianqian to justice. He will be judged by the Five Lakes Gang, and then he will dispose of it on his own.

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