"Still alive?" Murong Feng was stunned for a moment, but then the ecstasy that suddenly surged in his heart made him can't help but look up to the sky and laugh: "Heaven will not destroy my Xianbei, the thief of the Ma family, give death!" ”

A wild laugh was like a deafening war drum beating into the heart of the Xianbei Knight. The shock of being shot by the crossbow disappeared suddenly, and they howled arrogantly one by one, as if they had been guaranteed immortality, and in the face of the pitiful Ma family assassins who were only twenty left, and had been surrounded by the Xianbei Iron Cavalry, they were no longer afraid of the crossbow steel knife, and charged fiercely again with a strong fighting intent!

Ma Jiajun's assassins still showed the qualities of excellent assassins, and the tight coordination of antelopes and the occasional serpent-like swift attack caused the Xianbei knights who rushed up to suffer incredible trauma. Even Murong Feng, who came over later, had to look awe-inspiring: after so many years of crisscrossing the grassland, it was the first time he had seen such a brave and fearless assassin. At the very least, under the onslaught of the cavalry, these Ma family assassins showed a calmer ferocity than the steppe people, and an indifference in the face of death.

It's a pity that the spirit of the trapped beast can't rewrite the ending, and under Murong Feng's order to fight back with sharp arrows, the strange formation formed by these twenty people immediately became thinner. Finally, a knight of Xianbei cut off the head of an assassin from behind, driving straight into the resistance of the Ma Assassins. Subsequently, the slaughter began, and the Ma family assassins were still brave and fearless, but this time, they used blood and life to deduce loyalty......

When Murong Feng saw one of the last two assassins, holding the intestines that had been broken open and still swinging his knife at the leg of the war horse, Murong Feng was shocked, and finally saw that this person was trampled into flesh by several war horses, he opened his mouth to another place that was about to be dismembered by the scimitars of the three Xianbei knights: "Leave his life!" I have more to say! ”

The Ma Assassin had been shot in the thigh and had a dislocated arm. The severe pain made the cold sweat on his forehead roll down, but he had bitten the bleeding mouth, but he did not give in. The eyes that were suddenly raised shot out of a resolute indifference, that kind of look, even if Murong Feng, who had killed countless people, saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

"You are true warriors, even braver than our Xianbei warriors, don't worry, I will bury you." Murong Feng calmed down his emotions and said. Then, he looked at the assassin who didn't seem to have much resistance, and then continued: "However, you want to tell me, why did Ma Chao send you to assassinate us without leaving even the slightest room like this?!" ”

The assassin sneered and fell silent.

"You don't have to hold on, I know that a decisive battle is going to break out in Handi, and Ma Chao is afraid that our Xianbei clan will take advantage of the situation, so he will make dangerous moves, right?" Murong Feng continued, but there was no hope in his heart. After all, an assassin, even if he is the leader, is mostly unaware of the behind-the-scenes of the assassination.

This is the sadness of being an Assassin.

However, just as Murong Feng was about to wave his hand and let his subordinates kill this assassin, this assassin leader was obviously beyond Murong Feng's expectations, he showed a kind of relief before he died, and smiled at Murong Feng: "General Murong, you have a great sense of the overall situation, it's a pity to lie dormant under Ke Bineng...... The lord has such a layout, presumably Kebineng didn't see through that guy, right? ”

Murong Feng snorted coldly: "Don't want to sow discord, how can I, Murong Feng, be a traitor?!" ”

"Isn't He Lian General Murong's old master?" The assassin sneered, and his speech was a little difficult: "You are in Xianbei's prestige, only under Kebi Neng. Even if you don't rebel, Kebi can die, do you think his brother will spare you? ”

"It's a pity that you have fallen short, the wolf god blesses, our humble male wolf is not dead. Your assassination plan was almost perfect, but it failed! ”

"Hahaha! ......" The assassin suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing as if he didn't even realize the pain on his body: "It's a big joke, the lord personally arranged the action, how can it be said that it failed?!! ”

As soon as the words fell, Murong Feng's whole body seemed to be immersed in an ice cellar. With difficulty and swiftness, he looked at the place where Kebineng was, and then saw a scene that he could not believe for the rest of his life......

"Die!!"

A loud shout, although the distance was a little far, the monstrous letter clearly reached the ears of Murong Feng and all the guards present. Then, they saw from a distance that among the five escorts Kebineng, a relatively thin one was a smaller one, and the scimitar in his hand was like a star of lightning, almost blinding Murong Feng's eyes, it was also a knife, but the trajectory of that knife was far more weird than that of ordinary people, and it was much faster.

Then, carrying the head of Kebineng's dear entourage, flew high, and a fountain of blood gushed into the sky. Then, like a machete, the Xianbei assassin cut vegetables, quickly and forcefully eliminating the other three followers. He looked at Murong Feng from a distance, his seemingly thin body was like holding a plague chicken, and Kebineng's almost his body was still on the ground, and the snow-bright long knife shone with the light of the sun in the sky, standing still at Kebineng's neck......

Murong Feng's heart rose at this moment, and he didn't even dare to breathe wantonly. He wanted his men to come forward and snatch Kebineng, but reason knew it was impossible. He knew that the Assassin in front of him had done that, and it must have been the Assassin who was important to him at the moment, so he would stop the scimitar in his hand.

"I'm willing to exchange this assassin!!" Murong Feng shouted loudly, for fear that the assassin would not hear.

When the Assassin heard this, he seemed slightly stunned, as if he was weighing loyalty and friendship. Seeing this, Murong Feng hurriedly asked the assassin to come forward with him, signaling that the two sides could exchange.

However, at this moment, Kobineng, who fell to the ground, suddenly jumped up. It turned out that he was only unconscious after being shot by a sharp arrow, and after being beaten by the Assassins, he immediately woke up again. He himself was a man of great forbearance, and when he saw that the assassin was hesitant, he simply feigned death and deceived the enemy. And just as the Assassin's heart was shaking, he knew that this was a great opportunity for him to fight back!

As he jumped, he snapped an arrow that had pierced his shoulder blade, and without even looking back, he threw the arrow in his hand at the assassin by feeling. That way, he would have one more time to escape while the assassin was parrying!

Although this time is only a short moment, it is a turning point in his personal life and death, Xianbei survival and death!

"Quick, save the adults!!" Murong Feng's face was pleasantly surprised again, and he rushed towards the assassin first. The majestic body is also a little unable to withstand the strong stimulation of such a blink of an eye at this time, at this moment, his heart is full of unspeakable emotions, just waiting for the great sorrow and joy to be completely vented!

I have to say that Kebineng's mind and reaction can be summed up by Wushuang. However, he ignored an extremely simple fact: was the Assassin really hesitating?

The answer was obviously not, because as soon as Kobi could throw the arrow with a wave of his hand, he felt a cold, piercing pain in his wrist, and then, he didn't feel the presence of his right hand at all. Then, it was the painful sensation that came from the wrist of his right hand that made his just starting body suddenly ache. After that, he felt that his body flew up out of thin air, and Murong Feng, who was getting closer and closer to him in front of him, flew away again, so far away that it seemed that he was on the other side of the world, and it was difficult to reach it in his eternal life......

Then, Murong Feng finally saw the sneer on the corner of his mouth at that moment, he stepped forward, and just when the bow and arrow in Murong Feng's hand could shoot through him in the next second, he walked in front of Kebineng, who had been thrown to the ground by him again, and suddenly raised Kebineng's body!

'Smack! With a bang, the bowstring in Murong Feng's hand sounded, but Ke Bineng watched as the wolf tooth arrow in Murong Feng's hand pierced into his right eye. Arrows shot out of his brain, splattering his brain onto the Assassin's leather armor.

This change made Murong Feng and all his relatives dumbfounded. Especially Murong Feng, he looked at the bow and arrow in his hand in a daze, he never thought that Lord Kebineng would die in his hands! - Yes, the assassins are all hard-hearted people, so naturally they will not sympathize with the dead man just now. But this last arrow that killed Kebineng, was it also Ma Chao's special arrangement? ……

Isn't Ma Chao too proud, and he really has no last resort? ……

Murong Feng didn't know, the only thing he saw was that the assassin cut off Kebineng's head. After stepping on the war horse, he threw out a piece of fine silk cloth from his arms, on which were written a few big characters in blood red: Those who oppose the prestige of my horse family will be punished even if they are far away!

Signed: Han Long

From now on, he will be homophonic from 'Han' to 'Han', and he will no longer be a hungry little beggar, but a dragon across the desert!