"Kill-" Teng Queyan has a tiger head, wearing a soap robe, a large guillotine knife in his hand, a burly physique, a green horse under his crotch, galloping like a fly, waving a blade, and several arrows shot by him were blocked or avoided by him, and he calmly dodged. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After two rounds of arrows, dozens of Xiangma bandits were already approaching, and within twenty paces, the bow and arrow had no time to pull the string and shoot again.

"Spear!" Teng Que roared, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

Some of the bandits struggled to throw out their spears, which were stabbed with sharp iron tips.

Duh! Duh! Duh!

The spear blade slammed into the van, making a dull crashing sound, startling Luo Zhaoyun and Mu He in the car.

Several of the armorers were unable to dodge and were nailed to death by spear piercing.

"Kill!" Zhao Can and the others had indifferent and calm expressions, holding the horizontal knife tightly with both hands, staring at the horse thieves who were rushing in, and suddenly pulled them out together.

"Qiang Qiang—"

The knife grazed its sheath, making a grinding sound, and the twelve guards carried their horses forward in a glaive formation, their hooves flying and roaring out.

"Kill!"

The twelve guards took the initiative to attack at this time, and with the help of the speed of the war horses, they joined forces to block the momentum of the bandits, otherwise the dozens of infantry on this side would be scattered by the iron cavalry and slaughtered.

Zhao Can, Liang Zheng and the other twelve guards waved the horizontal knives in their hands, and with a uniform sound of knives, they met the vanguard of the bandits.

"Puff-"

Short-handed combat, hand-to-hand combat, blood flashed, and suddenly someone was slashed and killed, planted under the horse, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

From time to time, the spear tip pierced into the chest and abdomen, the blade slitting the throat, and blood sprayed out of the strong men, staining the dry grass on the ground.

Teng Que wielded a thick big guillotine, his arm strength was outstanding, and his knife skills were tricky, like cutting a watermelon, and after a few moves, he split an iron guard across the waist with a knife, and the corpse was divided into two sections.

"Hahaha!" After Teng Que killed the enemy, he laughed loudly, did not love fighting, and circled around with a group of horse thieves, leaving only some people to fight the more than ten iron guards.

At this moment, Mu He lifted the curtain and saw the bloody scene of splitting the corpse, his face turned pale, and he vomited.

Luo Zhaoyun lifted the bamboo curtain of the car window, and also saw the fierce fighting outside, his blood was boiling, his fists were clenched, and his mood was extremely nervous, such a cold weapon killing, the first time he saw it, for people in the 21st century, this kind of real scene is too rare.

At the very least, his legal awareness, moral bottom line, etc., are all resistant to this kind of murderous behavior from the bottom of his heart, at this moment, the sense of impact on him is strong, unforgettable, if it is not for his soul is already twenty-six years old, I am afraid I can't help but vomit out.

In his spare eye, he saw Shi Danai's figure, wearing a round-necked soap coat, about thirty years old, with a thick beard under his chin, thick roots like steel needles, and thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, quite heroic.

Shi Danai had already taken off his long weapon horse lance from the horse hook, his expression was cold, his eyes were like eagles, he was neither angry nor roaring like thunder, he just quietly crossed the lance and immediately blocked in front of the carriage, and a murderous aura quietly emanated from him.

"Get out of here!" Teng Que waved the big guillotine, stared at the van where Luo Zhaoyun was, and rushed over, seeing that he was about to split the carriage with a knife, but he thought that Shi Danai was in front of the car.

"Roar!" Shi Danai suddenly roared, picked up the heavy horse lance, and swept out, breaking through the air and roaring, extremely powerful.

Teng Que heard the wind vigorously, his face changed slightly, just listening to the sound of the wind coming from this horse lance, he knew the power contained in this blow, but he was afraid that there were hundreds of catties of strength, and the broken stone and cracked the monument were not a problem, so he hurriedly met it.

"Dang!"

Teng Que's big guillotine and Shi Danai's horse lance slammed together, and the shock made his arm sore, and his mouth was about to crack, he was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that this martial artist who did not wear armor had such great skills, and he seemed to be born with divine power.

His big guillotine weighs forty or fifty pounds, and his arm strength is outstanding, and ordinary people can't stop his big knife slashing on horseback.

Before Shi Danai left, he was specially presented with a high-grade horse lance by Luo Yi, which came in handy at this time, tough and heavy, with his innate divine power and martial arts, complementing each other, smacking and sweezing, suppressing Teng Que on horseback has been clumsy.

Horse lance is a heavy cavalry weapon in the ancient cold weapon, in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties to the Sui and Tang dynasties, the most prevalent, because in this era, the nomadic regime has fought in the Central Plains, cavalry is the decisive force for hegemony in the world, resulting in this period, the development of cavalry heavy weapons such as armor and horse lance.

The horse lance is divided into two parts, the lance blade is more than half a meter long, far longer than the ordinary gun, spear weapon, the lance is also very particular, usually use the wood, after soaking the oil to dry, with fish bubble glue bonding, transversely wound hemp rope, cut into the lance, so that the horizontal body is stressed, and then painted with lacquer, wrapped in arrowroot cloth, become a whole lance, and then the front is equipped with a stainless steel lance, after the red copper lance, the process is quite complicated.

It takes three years for a whole lance, and the success rate is only forty percent, so the cost is surprisingly high, so since the Han and Tang dynasties, the horse lance has always been a symbol of the generals from the noble family, the literati sword, the military general's lance, are all a symbol of status, but also the characteristics of this era.

Shi Danai has learned martial arts, coupled with extraordinary strength, and has a high-grade horse lance in hand, mighty and domineering, twenty rounds have passed, and Teng Que has been forced to fall into an absolute inferiority, while passively defending, while riding a horse and constantly retreating, wanting to retreat.

But Shi Danai didn't have a chance with the other party at all, and shouted: "Where to go!" The horse lance in his hand suddenly set up a big knife to deal with it, and stabbed it hard.

Teng Que panicked and tried desperately to resist, but it was too late, and the lance blade pierced directly into his chest.

With a "poof", the hole penetrated into the body, and even the person with a knife was picked off the horse's back, and his arm shook, Teng Que's body fell a few meters away, and he died of exhaustion.

This scene shocked many bandits around them, and they were shocked, but they didn't expect the fierce and brave leader to be killed like this.

This group of bandits are all a rabble, and it is okay to fight fiercely, but once they lose their backbone, they will suddenly fall and scatter, and they will flee one after another.

Luo Zhaoyun saw Shi Danai's battle with the head of the horse thief through the car window, and he didn't take much effort to ambush and kill, this kind of skill makes people awe-inspiring, and his heart is even more eager to practice martial arts.

Shi Danai is a small test, he hasn't moved his muscles and bones much in the past year, and he feels that his kung fu has regressed, but he can get rid of the rustiness through hard practice, and he doesn't take it to heart.

He felt something, turned around and looked at the window of the carriage, suddenly met Luo Zhaoyun's gaze, saw the young Ah Lang, he had a sense of reverence for himself, he was nodding his head, and couldn't help but smile slightly, until Luo Zhaoyun put down the bamboo curtain, Shi Danai woke up: This child's eyes and expressions are not like a stupid roe deer at all, is there another secret?