In the eyes of the Northern Maniac, it is a difficult thing to understand that this person dares to rush towards him.

Where does the confidence come from?

So he hesitated a little, and didn't kill Jia Ruan immediately, but just wanted to ask one more question.

"Do I have a grudge against you?"

He asked.

The reason why he asked this was because he felt that if it were not for hatred, a person would not have such courage.

Jia Ruan didn't answer, and at this moment he found that he was actually thinking about something else...... Himself, actually, is not afraid of death.

For so many years, he thought that he was a person who was very afraid of death, because he had played a role that was afraid of death for so many years.

Even he himself has become accustomed to the act of being afraid of death, and he has also become accustomed to the idea of being afraid of death.

At this moment, he understood those who were not afraid of death.

Even if someone catches the next breath and will be killed, why do they do something that seems childish, unnecessary, and may make them die faster.

Scold...... Spit!

Jia Ruan spat in the face of the Northern Maniac.

The distance was too close, and the incident happened suddenly, so this northern maniac couldn't dodge, he subconsciously tilted his head, but he was still smacked in the face.

"Now there is a feud."

After the Northern Maniac spoke, he raised Jia Ruan with one arm, and his fingers were about to exert force.

At this moment, Yu Jiuling came.

Yu Jiuling's martial arts skills are not high, and he knows it very well, so he has never imagined that he is the kind of peerless warrior who rushes back and forth among the ten thousand armies.

He felt that Tang was the enemy, so was Li Qi, and so was the person he had newly met, called the person called the Tai Suppressor, Xiahou Zhuo, and Zhuang Wudi.

He alone is not.

He is also a person who is afraid of death, which is why he finds himself running fast.

The reason why he is cheap is because that is the only way to show that he is fast, he just doesn't want to be looked down upon, at least he has something that can be better than others.

Jia Ruan is someone he has just met, maybe not even a friend, because the two of them have never spoken a few words since they met.

It's not that Yu Jiuling doesn't talk much, but that the brothers and sisters who hang the knife door have their own circles.

On weekdays, they are talking, laughing, and making trouble, and Yu Jiuling is reluctant to disturb others.

If you just make a few jokes in the past, it will look very embarrassing, and you will have an inferiority complex in your bones.

But at this moment, Yu Jiuling came up, his martial arts skills were not high, but he was fast and flexible enough, and in the chopping of those horse thieves, he dodged left and right in front of the horse maniac's horse.

If nothing else, I just want to save a friend.

So Yu Jiuling jumped high and thrust his two hands into the eyes of the Northern Maniac, which was the most ferocious move he felt.

The second kick crotch.

There was a soft snap.

Before he could stab his two fingers in the eyes of the Northern Maniac, the North Maniac's other hand reached over and grabbed Yu Jiuling's neck.

Then, the Northern Maniac glanced at Yu Jiuling in disbelief.

"I have a grudge against you, too?"

He asked again.

Yu Jiuling was pinched and couldn't struggle, the more he struggled with his neck, the more uncomfortable he became, and he couldn't kick and beat people.

Thereupon......

Oh, smack!

The Northern Maniacs are furious!

He spread his arms to the left and right, and then he was about to slam into one place.

On the hillside, Li Qi and Tang had no time to rescue, they couldn't come down the mountain, and the hillside was full of horse thieves attacking upward.

At this moment, the pressure of the platform arrived.

He killed through the horse thief team behind him, and killed more than a dozen people in a row, although he was already physically exhausted, he still killed through the enemy formation.

At this moment, he sat down on the ordinary war horse, and seemed to be proud.

But at the moment when the lance was about to stab the back of the Northern Maniac, the tall and majestic horse suddenly kicked back.

This kick hit the neck of the Plateau Suppression Mount, and the horse that had just been a little proud neighed and was kicked to the side.

He couldn't sit steadily on the horse's back, and in the flash of lightning, he jumped off the horse, rolled over, and rolled away.

Although he failed to kill the Northern Maniac, because of the back kick of the horse, the Northern Maniac failed to kill the two people in his hand.

Taking advantage of this chaos, Senior Brother Jia Ruan raised his feet and kicked Yu Jiuling's chest with all his might, kicking Yu Jiuling out of the hands of the Northern Maniac.

The Northern Maniac was furious, his right hand was empty, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed it towards Jia Ruan's heart.

Zheng Gongru's subordinate Gao Lu died like this, and he was stabbed open by the Northern Maniac and pulled his heart out.

At this moment, Zheng Gongru in the team had already taken advantage of the chaos to run to the other side of the hill.

There were also a hundred and ten of his men still alive, and some of them also saw the opportunity to escape, and they ran desperately no matter how many of them were.

Zheng Gongru glanced back, just in time to see the northern madman on the majestic war horse draw out his dagger.

At that moment, he thought of Gao Lu being disemboweled, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at it anymore, and he climbed up the mountain with all his strength.

He didn't see that the person on the opposite hillside was Li Qi, and even if he did, he didn't care so much, he just wanted to live.

Li Qi didn't see him either, Li Qi's attention was on the side of the Northern Maniac, he wanted to save people, but there were no arrows around him, there was no way at all.

The platform pressed up, and poked the stomach of the northern fanatic, the northern fanatic frowned, and as soon as his body was released, the lance was stabbed into the air.

However, the pressure of the Tai Realm calculated that this northern maniac could avoid it, and he intended to save people.

He turned the lance around and slapped it flat on Jia Ruan, slapping Jia Ruan out of the hands of the Northern Maniac.

The dagger of the Northern Maniac stabbed down, and it also stabbed into the air.

At this moment, the horse thieves around had already surrounded Yu Jiuling and the three of them.

There were horse thieves all around, and the man in the middle was the Northern Maniac.

The Northern Maniac glanced at it, then asked, "Did I kill your family?" Or did you kill your friends? ”

The platform stabbed over: "You're just damned!" ”

The Northern Maniac drew his sword, a knife that was six feet long.

The standard horizontal knives of the soldiers of the Great Chu Mansion are just over three feet, less than four feet, so you can imagine how long and big the knives of the Northern Maniac are.

Not only is it long, but it is also wide and heavy.

He swept over with a knife, and with a bang, the long lance was swung away, and its power was so great that the pressure of the platform could barely hold the lance, and the long lance almost came out of his hand.

"You deserve it too?"

The northern maniac said: "It's just three people......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a shout of killing from the opposite side, and along the official road, more than 100 horsemen roared.

"Save Senior Brother!"

Zhen Gen, the little junior brother of the Hanging Knife Gate, urged the horse to rush quickly, and the person on the war horse threw his hands out, and a piece of silver spilled out.

Like him, those brothers who came on horseback to hang the knife sect brothers shot one after another, and their flying knives seemed to be overwhelming.

Under the sun, there are countless cold rays.

Before the horse thieves could react to what was going on, a large number of them were swept off their horses.

They saw a group of unarmed men coming, shaking their hands on horseback one by one, like a bunch of fools.

But that group of big fools spilled out a big killing weapon.

The horse thieves on this side were put down a lot in an instant, and when they finally reacted, the brothers who hung the knife door had already made a second move.

They rode wildly to save their elder brother, and behind these men, one of the horses was empty and had no one on them.

The old yellow horse that shouldn't have come.

Outside the cave, the little junior brother Zhen Gen looked at his senior brothers, and these men with knives and doors said a word almost at the same time.

"!"

They left ten people to protect Gao Xining and them, and the others grabbed their horses and rushed out.

Even they noticed when the old yellow horse had come up.

It ran as hard as it could, the bandages on its chest loose and red.

It seems to be lonely, but it is stubborn.

At the same time, the overturned war horse beside the Tangtai Pressure Realm actually struggled to stand up, and gently pushed the top of the Tai Pressure Realm with his head.

He was stunned, and for a moment, his nose was a little sour.

The horse barked and motioned for the platform to press up.

He shouted, turned over and got on his horse, the war horse neighed, the lance was like lightning, and he went straight to the northern maniac.

The Northern Maniac snorted, not paying attention to the Suppression Realm at all.

As soon as he pulled the reins, his mount and horse man stood up, and this stand was even more obvious

Huge.

With the help of the momentum of the horse's downward pressure, the northern maniac slashed down with a knife, and this knife slashed on the long lance of the Taitai Pressure Realm, and cut off the lance with one knife!

Under the huge force, the war horse screamed sadly, knelt directly on its front legs, and fell to the ground with its body crooked, as if it had completely lost its strength.

The horse was lying on the ground, panting in his nose, and wanted to get up several times, but he didn't have the strength to get up again.

At this moment, Er Mazi turned around, raised his two hind legs high, and kicked fiercely at the chest of the platform.

A long roar, like a dragon's groan.

The old yellow horse jumped high and flew over the heads of several people, stretching its body, and at that moment, it was like a yellow horse turning into a dragon.

The old yellow horse slammed into the horse, knocking the horse to the side and almost falling.

The old yellow horse landed, turned to face the direction of the horse, held its head high, like a veteran who had already sunset, and returned to the battlefield again.

Still unbeatable.

"Lao Huang, let's go!"

He shouted hoarsely, and he saw that under the impact, the wound on the old yellow horse's chest collapsed, and a large area of blood stained red.

The old yellow horse snorted a few times, as if to say...... Young man, you seem to be looking down on me.

On the opposite side of it, the horse had already turned around, more than a circle larger than the old yellow horse, and looked down on the old yellow horse in a condescending manner.

The old yellow horse suddenly screamed a few times, and the horse seemed to be enraged, and without waiting for the northern madman to order, it took the initiative to rush towards the old yellow horse.

The old yellow horse jumped away the moment the horse rushed over, and his two hind legs kicked fiercely on the horse's belly.

With this kick, the horse was kicked over.

The old yellow horse jumped high and stomped on the horse's head with his two front hooves, and when they stepped on it, the horse's eyes were burst.

The northern fanatic fell to the ground, and he rolled to the side, throwing his giant knife out with a flick of his hand.

The old yellow horse stepped on the horse's head, and actually lowered his head and bit the position of the horse's eyes, and the horse trembled violently a few times, and kicked his hooves around.

Burst.

The giant knife pierced the body of the old yellow horse.

"Ahh

Seeing it, he flew over, but he couldn't save it, and the knife flew in front of his finger and stabbed through the body of the old yellow horse.

He picked up his lance, then spun around and threw it.

There was only half of the lance left, not even a foot long, and the lance flew in front of the Northern Maniac in an instant.

The northern maniac raised his hand and grabbed it firmly with a snap.

The lance was held by him, and the end of it trembled.

At this moment, Yu Jiuling and Senior Brother Jia Ruan pounced left and right, and the two of them hugged one of the legs of the Northern Maniac respectively, and then desperately pressed their shoulders against the crook of the Northern Maniac's legs.

The northern maniac stood unsteadily, and fell to his knees with a thud.

He rushed forward and kicked on the mallet, which rubbed against the Northern Maniac's hand and stabbed through the Northern Maniac's chest with a pop.

Half of the lance, all of them stabbed through the back.

The northern madman subconsciously looked down, as if he felt that this was impossible, and he pulled it out twice, but the strength in his hand was quickly lost.

The old yellow horse, who had been stabbed through the body, tried to turn in his direction.

The two front legs slowly knelt down and bowed down, as if inviting the platform to mount the horse.

The pressure of the platform ran towards the old yellow horse, stumbling.

The old yellow horse knelt there and snorted a few times, as if to say...... Young man, do you see how good I am?

Twelve years ago, the first time he asked his father for the old yellow horse, he walked up to the old yellow horse and said loudly to the old yellow horse: "You must be mine in the future!" ”

The old yellow horse snorted, it should be a sneer, and he looked very disdainful of the pressure of the platform.

He turned around and walked away, and after a few steps he heard the sound of the horse, he looked back, and the old yellow horse was facing him, facing him, and slowly knelt down on his front legs.

At this moment, the old yellow horse looked at him, worked hard, worked hard, stretched forward, and rubbed his face against the face of the platform.

As a child, he would reach out and hug it.

As a child, it looked at him and wanted to say...... Little one, grow up quickly, I'm just waiting for you to grow up.