In the valley, the leaders of the two tribes had ended the verbal confrontation at this time, and a knight on each side had already ridden out.

In this era, Wu Yong is the most direct negotiation, and words are just auxiliaries, and it is obvious that these two tribes intend to decide which side is right with Wu Yong.

And Bu Zheng and Bu Xin rushed out at this time.

Riding a horse in the air, it was like a celestial being, and suddenly the two tribes that were in conflict turned their heads to look at each other.

"Help me press the formation, and if anyone rushes at you, kill them."

Indifferently to Bu Xin sitting in front of him, the figure of Bu Zheng got up on the horse's back, and when the war horse fell down, the person had already borrowed the strength from the horse to jump forward, and in mid-air, an arrow shot out and fell fiercely in the middle of the valley below.

"Who allowed you to fight here?"

The figure of Bu Zheng fell from mid-air towards the middle of the valley, falling steadily between the two tribes like a god, and the sound spread out to both sides at the same time.

His channeling technique has been cultivated to an extremely high level, and when he got up and jumped just now, he could feel a breath in his body constantly correcting his figure, making him shoot arrows and jump more smoothly.

Bu Zheng vaguely guessed in his heart that it was probably the power of the bloodline, and the words he had used to prevaricate Bu Xin now seemed to be a little close to the true use of this bloodline, and this bloodline could indeed help him optimize every movement of his body.

Moreover, this optimization still seems to be non-hierarchical.

This should be the function of the sword, and in the process of obtaining the bloodline, Bu Zheng also saw a big seal, and now Bu Zheng is also curious about that big seal.

It's just that I still have no clue how to make that big seal appear, and I don't have time to try it slowly, so I can only entrust my curiosity first.

At the moment, he had to deal with the tribes outside the Cypriots, as well as the affairs of Rome and the army of Sabbat.

The figure landed, and Bu Zheng's eyes glanced sharply to both sides, his previous shouting was shouted in Chinese, and the two sides didn't seem to understand, and they didn't respond.

On the contrary, both sides looked at him with strange eyes, and even some of the people in the ranks on both sides had raised their blades in their hands, as if they wanted to come out and slash the fight.

"Answer my question, otherwise, I will think that you are declaring war on the Great Han."

Glance at both sides of the fight, suddenly roared, the strong bow in the hand quickly pulled away, several arrows were shot out to both sides, this strong bow is the strongest bow in Yumen Pass, it is said to be the relic of Li Guang back then, at this time, the bow was quickly opened, and in the blink of an eye, several war horses on both sides of the tribe had fallen.

On both sides, the ranks of the two tribes, one black and one white, suddenly stirred, and a blade was raised above their heads, as if they were about to charge.

In the distance, Huo An and a dozen of his brothers saw the commotion of the two tribes, and suddenly showed a look of revention.

"Quick, fast......"

Huo An's face was even more cold sweat, not to mention his own naïve idea of peace, just Bu Zheng was hand-picked by the Yumen guard, which was enough to make him desperate to protect Bu Zheng, and now he and his brother are following Bu Zheng out to carry out the mission on the Han side, if Bu Zheng dies in the end, then their brothers will not want to go back unharmed.

At this time, the Han pays attention to martial arts, and the military law is even stricter, a team goes out to fight, the main general dies in battle, and the people and horses below are safe and sound, that is not a joke, if there are many people, it is easy to say, at most kill some ordinary officers, and if the synchronization is fighting for Huo An, this dozen, that is not to say, the dozen or so people who are safe and sound can only wait to be beheaded unless they don't return to the Han, and they don't even have the opportunity to fill the army.

"Stop me."

However, the war horses rushed up, and before they could start running, suddenly Bu Xin's voice sounded clearly in their ears, Huo An and the others looked up in amazement, and in the distance, Bu Xin was staring at them with wide eyes.

Not a close distance, Bu Xin was able to send the voice as if it was right next to them, which made everyone including Huo An stunned, but it was just stunned, but no one really planned to listen to Bu Xin's stop.

"Hmph."

In the next second, Bu Xin's cold snort sounded again, still as clear as beside him, Huo An's frightened gaze continued to stay on Bu Xin's side.

At this time, they saw a strange thing, Bu Zheng stretched out his hand in the direction where they were and raised it towards the sky, and then, suddenly, he clenched his fist, and vaguely, Huo An first felt a chill in his heart, as if there was some extreme danger with Bu Xin's action.

Huo An's hands quickly stretched out towards his waist, and the shield and war knife were equipped by him at the same time, and behind him, more than a dozen men also held the blades with Huo An's movements.

It's just that just when these people were holding the blades, all of a sudden, the war horses under their crotches neighed and fell forward.

In the distance, Bu Xin knocked over Huo An and the others without the slightest concession to divert attention, he looked at the tribes on both sides who had raised their blades and were fully prepared, and suddenly felt that a boiling breath in his heart began to disperse.

Vaguely, the big seal seemed to be taking shape.

This is......?

A trace of surprise appeared in Bu Zheng's heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the idea of trying this martial art quietly dispersed, his arm moved slightly, and suddenly several arrows appeared in his hand.

Archery, he had also practiced in his previous life, he can be regarded as a top master, and he is also the top master of the mythical world, originally, in this ordinary world, he can also exert good power, but, because he did not spend energy points to skill, so, the power of archery is not exaggerated.

And just now, when he was shooting an arrow, he could clearly feel that the previous breath was adjusting his posture, although he still couldn't form a skill, and there was no way to compare it with the power of the skill, but it was indeed much stronger than his casual use.

Since archery can also test whether the breath brought by the bloodline can really improve the martial art of slashing, then he is no longer entangled in trying to slash with a knife.

Now, what I care more about is the breath boiling in my heart at this time, the breath that seems to represent the Great Seal.

Bu Zheng really wanted to see what kind of power this great seal had.

Whether he used an arrow or a knife, Bu Zheng now just wanted to make the breath in his heart boil.

"If you don't speak, I will acquiesce to you provoking the big Han, and whoever provokes the big Han will die."

The strong bow was drawn, and several arrows shot out in both directions again, but this time, the target of the fight was no longer the horses, but the people, and he was not worried that he would not be able to subdue the tribes.

The reason why the Han and Tang dynasties were able to subdue the grassland was not only because of the strength of the Han and Tang dynasties, but also because the so-called benevolent government of the Han and Tang dynasties did not exist in later generations.