Chapter 125: The White-Faced Scholar?
Temu Tengger's words confirmed Xiao Yao's conjecture. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info His people were being slaughtered, and Xiao Xiaoyao didn't want to stop him much, so he asked some questions about the other party's strength at the moment, and hurried back to kill.
The White-Faced Horse Thieves are a new group of thieves who have been wiped out by three or four small tribes in bloody ways. The whereabouts of this group are strange, almost all of the members are monks, and the leader has the strength of the late stage of Spiritual Silence, so they have not been caught for a long time.
This time, Temu Tengger returned to the tribe, in fact, it was sent back by Changshengtian to arrest this gang of thieves. That's why when I met the three of them, I approached them in a sneaking posture.
After learning about the distribution of the strength of the white-faced horse thief, Xiao Xiaoyao felt that he could go back and give it a try, anyway, he also wanted to understand why the middle-aged man showed such a strange expression after hearing the name of the little princess of a thousand illusions.
After several jumps in and out of the Guigu Immortal Mansion, Xiao Xiaoyao and the others were already very close to the yurt. In front of me was the place where I dragged the fireball, and at this time, a few people were cleaning up the bodies of the men who were burned to death by the fireball.
didn't care about these characters who were obviously small followers, Xiao Xiaoyao and a few people were in the Guigu Immortal Mansion, and shifted their eyes to the back of the yurt that I was dragging and talking about. There were fifty or so men there, and a large crowd of men and women was gathered in the middle.
Most of the besieged were shivering women and old men, and the sturdy men had largely been killed. Broken corpses and blood stained the entire green meadow. Some of the children who had become governors, in the arms of their mothers and elders, stared at the executioners on the field with resentment.
The scene on the field was indeed terrible, but the sound of wailing did not come out much. These powerless women, children, and elders just had resentful eyes and a sad expression, and they were not frightened and howled and wailed.
The middle-aged man commanded a little anxiously on the side at this time, shouting loudly for his subordinates to dig a big pit as soon as possible. The pits are four or five meters long and wide, and the depth has been dug about two meters at this time, so it looks like they were used to bury these Tengger herdsmen alive.
Temu Tengger's eyes, which he had already seen in the Ghost Valley Immortal Mansion, erupted with fire, and his eyes were about to split. Seeing his relatives and clansmen being tortured and slaughtered like pigs and dogs, Temu Tengger's murderous aura had already soared into the sky.
The little Xiaoyao on the side didn't dare to slack off, at this time, he couldn't persuade him verbosively. Pointing to the middle-aged man who was commanding his subordinates, Xiao Xiaoyao said quickly: "I will throw you in the sky above him, and you will hit him as hard as possible." As for your besieged people, we will help you to rescue them. Without further ado, let's do it now! ”
Although it was anxious, Xiao Xiaoyao did not delay even a little time, and everything was arranged in an orderly manner. Glancing at the clansmen outside who regarded death as home, Temu Tengger opened his blood-red eyes and said to Xiao Xiaoyao: "It's hard work, my good Anda!" ”
As soon as the words fell, in Xiao Yao's reassuring eyes, Temu Tengger appeared above the middle-aged man's head. Although Temu Tengger was still a little uncomfortable, he kept in mind Xiao Yao's entrustment, and as soon as he appeared, he slashed at the middle-aged man.
Although this sneak attack was quick and fast, the middle-aged man was still aware of it. It's just that he had a sense in his heart, and when he retreated, Temu Tengger had already swung his knife and slashed, so he was a little caught off guard.
In a flash of lightning, Temu Tengger's knife slashed at the shoulder of the middle-aged man. But the imaginary head knife did not appear, and the middle-aged man seemed to have a treasure to protect his body, so that although he was embarrassed, he did not break the defense.
Temu Tengger was not a mediocre hand, and when he realized that he had no opponent, he immediately changed his moves. A harrier turned over, kicked away the middle-aged man who was chopped, and slashed at the many bandits around him who had just reacted.
These bandits were not the only ones in Temu Tengger's command, and when he saw a few knives flying in his hands, four or five of the bandits around him fell to the ground.
Temu Tengger was murderous, rushing to kill these white-faced horse bandits who were full of evil. All the people who faced it were all knocked to the ground by three or two of them, and in just a moment, they made people retreat immediately when they saw it.
The fight here was lively, and the people of the besieged Tengger tribe not far away were all cheering. Because they saw their Baturu, although they came late, the vigor of the rush was wild, and every time they cut down a bandit, they made these oppressed herdsmen breathe a sigh of resentment.
The people of the Tengger tribe, who had never shed tears, cried loudly at this time. They shouted loudly as they frantically ran into the white-faced horse bandits besieging them.
Captured by a frenzied whining atmosphere, one of the white-faced horse thieves was grinning and trying to slash down the most miserable old man. At this moment, a line of fire instantly burned the person to ashes. Let me flutter my wings and whizz towards the other bandits.
Let me drag this side to fight, and a bandit on the opposite side happened to see this scene, and was about to fly to the rescue, when a long knife tip had pierced his chest. At the end of his life, when he wanted to see the true face of his assassin, a scream rang out in the sky.
"'Ah, how did you get me out?' Stinky boy, let me in. ”
After the frightened female voice passed, the tip of the knife in her body was instantly withdrawn. As he fell, the bandit saw in his daze that a tall figure was killing his companion.
While fighting with the bandits who rushed over, Xiao Xiaoyao said to the chirping little princess of Thousand Illusions: "I will leave it to you to protect these old and weak women." At the same time, I should pay attention to my own safety, which should not be said. ”
Xiao Xiaoyao purred softly in the last sentence, but the little princess of Thousand Illusions still heard it clearly. Looking at the seven or eight bandits who were shouting and shouting and killing, they didn't dare to reply at the moment, and immediately disappeared into the air. As soon as the little princess of Thousand Illusions disappeared, the people of the chaotic Tengger tribe found themselves surrounded by frantically growing blades of grass.
The blades of grass grew too luxuriantly, and after a while, they enveloped many herdsmen of the Tengger tribe. This miraculous phenomenon made the herdsmen inside extremely frightened, and they wanted to break out of the wall one after another. In the midst of everyone's chaotic crowding, an ethereal girl's voice resounded in everyone's hearts like a clear spring hitting a stone: "Don't panic, everyone, we are friends of Brother Temu Tengger." Now that there is a battle outside, everyone will hide quietly inside for a while, and after my friend and Brother Temutenger have repelled the enemy, I will go out with everyone. Don't crowd, protect the elderly and children, believing that they can defeat the enemy quickly. ”
Under the patient comfort of the little princess of Thousand Illusions, these herdsmen who had just experienced the pain of bereavement soon quieted down. Many of those who were injured were surprised to find that their wounds were healing rapidly. This discovery immediately made these simple people pray sincerely towards the immortal heaven.
The little princess of Thousand Illusions didn't care that Changshengtian took advantage of herself, and after seeing that everyone inside had settled down, she nervously sensed the situation outside from the straw bag. Don't come here, what should I do if this big bale can't stand the attack?
The worries of the little princess of Thousand Illusions are unnecessary, not to mention that Xiao Xiaoyao and Ren I are dragging outside in a hurry to clean up the enemy. Let's just say that the aftermath of the occasional hit on this straw bale when they were fighting has never shaken this big straw bale in the slightest. In this way, this big straw bale is not so useless.
After the little princess of Thousand Illusions isolated the besieged herdsmen, Xiao Xiaoyao and Ren I dragged them to attack and kill even more. There are only about 20 people surrounding these herdsmen, all of whom are middle-aged men in the innate realm, and none of them are in the foundation building period. So after letting go of their hands and feet, Xiao Xiaoyao and Ren I dragged them like chopping melons and vegetables, and slashed and killed this group of little Luo Luo.
Xiao Xiaoyao was happy to kill here, but Temu Tengger fell behind at this time. Although there is a sense of grievance that has always supported him, the middle-aged man is two small realms higher than Temu Tengger after all. Temu Tengger is in the early stage of spiritual silence, but this middle-aged man is in the late stage of spiritual loneliness. It is said that it is easy to defeat Temu Tengger, just because Temu Tengger's exercises come from the Immortal Heaven, and they are much more advanced than the pheasant exercises of middle-aged men. In addition, the clansmen were so resentful that they were killed, so they temporarily suppressed the middle-aged man and beat him for a while.
After all, it is only temporary, and under the interference of the bandits on the side, the middle-aged man finally freed his hand. Now, under the joint efforts of everyone, Temu Tengger is already difficult step by step, and can only be defensive, but there is no effective attack.
With great difficulty, Temu Tengger had reached the end of his crossbow. It looks like if you take two more moves, and you will be killed on the spot by the sinister middle-aged man. At the critical moment, let me fly to the rescue quickly, and glide in the air, and its hard wings will take away a human head.
The white-faced horse bandits who were fighting smoothly were suddenly disrupted by Ren I'm dragging them, and Temu Tengger hurriedly took the opportunity to jump out of the encirclement. Temu Tengger, who was panting heavily, saw that he was about to be stabbed by the middle-aged man who was about to catch up.
Temu Tengger was already extremely tired, and the middle-aged man's knife speed was extremely fast, although he had already retreated desperately, he would be more or less injured by it. Just as Temu Tengger was about to open up to block, the middle-aged man's knife turned sharply and slashed towards his back.
Gold and iron struck, sparks overflowed, the middle-aged man shook his body, and secretly moved the numb tiger's mouth. Looking at Xiao Xiaoyao, who was split five steps away, the middle-aged man said hideously: "You dog mongrel, you have done bad things to me five times, and labor and management have to split you alive today." ”
Xiao Xiaoyao shook the arm holding the knife, and said with disdain: "Just because you are a three-legged cat, you also want to slaughter the master?" You don't look around you to see what's going on, just the face of your short-lived ghost, today is your time of death. ”
When the middle-aged man heard this, he found that he was in a group of about fifty people, and at this time he was the only one left, and he was also surrounded by the three of Xiao Xiaoyao in a triangle. Although it was such an unfavorable situation, the middle-aged man was not afraid at all, but said happily: "These wine bags and rice bags, whether they die, are all wasted food guys anyway." But are you so sure you have the upper hand? ”
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Xiaoyao frowned, what do you mean by this? Temu Tengger seemed to have thought of something, and said with a cautious face at this time: "Where is your boss white-faced scholar?" Your group is about to be wiped out, and he hasn't shown up, isn't he not there at all? ”