The beggar Pi Gu stared at Sima Ting tightly, seeing Sima Ting bending down, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he took out a dagger from his waist that sealed his throat with blood, and was about to stab Sima Ting's neck suddenly! However, as soon as the beggar stood up, he suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky, and the dagger in his hand fell off weakly, and he fell back into his position.

Sima Ting slowly straightened up, looked at the beggar Pi Gu with a smile, and said, "Don't waste your efforts in vain, patriarch. ”

Bo Hanji suddenly let out a laugh, got up and stood beside Sima Ting, and said with a smile: "Yes, patriarch!" The prince is right! The patriarch has been poisoned, so it's better not to be lucky! ”

The beggar was sweating profusely, panting and staring at Bo Hanji and said angrily: "Bo Hanji! You! You! ”

Bo Hanji squinted his eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "Patriarch, don't speak well, otherwise the toxin may spread faster." ”

The beggar was so angry that his chest couldn't stop rising and falling, but he was helpless against Bo Hanji, so he could only stare at Bo Hanji with his vicious eyes. Bo Hanji didn't care, coughed clearly, and said loudly to the patriarchs of the Xianbei tribe in the west: "Patriarchs. The beggar is lonely and brutal, often intruding on the frontier of the Great Jin Dynasty, killing and abusing in vain, and the prince of Chu of the Great Jin Dynasty hereby leads a large army to come to conquest! The prince of Chu knew that everyone was forced to harass the Great Jin by the begging Pi Gu, so the Chu prince said that he was only here today to punish the beggar Pi Gu! As long as the patriarchs cooperate obediently, they will be safely sent out of the beggar department tomorrow! ”

The patriarchs of the Western Xianbei were all in a commotion after hearing this, and they looked at Sima Ting, who was standing with a smile, and began to turn their heads and ears. Many of the patriarchs sat back in their seats silently and motionlessly with the cold and glistening blades in the hands of the masters of the Holy Gate, as if they were ready to stay out of the matter.

The beggar was in a hurry, but the toxicity was attacked, and he only felt a splitting headache, and he was about to faint if he couldn't hold on. Mo Houda stood beside the beggar Pigu, looking at the painful appearance of the beggar Pigu, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the dagger that fell to the ground in front of the beggar Pigu.

Sima Ting caught a glimpse of this scene, patted the hem of a brocade robe on his body with a smile, and said with a smile: "Those who know the times are Junjie." Patriarch Mohou is such a wise person, don't do anything stupid! ”

Mo Houda obviously understood Chinese, looked at Sima Ting for a long time, his tense body suddenly softened, he lowered his head and let out a sigh helplessly, and he also sat down dejectedly.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden loud noise from the audience, Sima Ting and the others looked over, and saw that the huge bonfire was torn apart by the combined efforts of Ying Feng and Beggar Xiaobai, and the torches in the night sky flew in all directions with a little sparks. The countless warriors of the begging tribe who had surrounded the high platform were suddenly suffered, and they were beaten by the torch and screamed.

There were also many torches that flew up the high platform, flying straight towards the Holy Gate masters and Xianbei patriarchs on the high platform. Sima Ting smiled lightly, with a slight luck in his body, all the torches that flew up to the high platform suddenly hovered in mid-air, and then swished upside down and flew down the high platform, and smashed the begging warriors under the stage again, and in an instant, countless begging warriors were smashed to the ground, and I don't know if they died or fainted.

Shadow Feng's two swords came out together, and slashed at the swords of the begging Xiaobai in succession, the saber in the hand of the begging Xiaobai was just the saber of an ordinary guard, where could it compare to the shadow sword that Ying Feng had been tempered for, and was suddenly cut off by the shadow blade! Startled, he hurriedly pulled back a few steps, narrowly avoiding Shadow Blade's blade.

The begging warriors around the two of them saw that the begging Xiaobai was in trouble, so they all protected the begging Xiaobai in panic, and attacked the shadow with their spears in unison. A chuckle appeared on Shadow Feng's face, and the twin swords left a series of afterimages in the night sky, and several begging warriors who rushed forward suddenly stopped, and a burst of blood gushed out from their necks, and they all fell to the ground. Ying Feng then jumped onto the high platform and came to stand beside Sima Ting.

The beggar warrior who stepped forward stepped forward as soon as the beggar Xiaobai stepped forward angrily, threw the broken knife in his hand to the ground, stared at Bo Hanji and Sima Ting on the stage, and roared angrily: "Bo Hanji! You traitor! Dare to collude with the Great Jin and plot against my beggar department! Don't let you fall into the hands of my begging Xiaobai, or I will make your life worse than death! ”

Bo Hanji laughed a few times and said, "Young Patriarch, this sentence should be me to you." ”

At this time, there was a commotion in the begging crowd, and several tall begging warriors grabbed a woman who was desperately struggling with a cloak and came to the begging Xiaobai, it was Bohanna! It turned out that Bo Hanna had just seen Sima Ting and the others make a move, and she also wanted to rush to the high platform. But the scene was too chaotic, and Bohanna was pushed farther and farther away from the high platform by the crowd who blew up the pot, and finally fell into the hands of the beggar department.

When the beggar Xiaobai saw it, he laughed a few times, grabbed Bohanna's long hair, and pressed Bohanna to the ground. When Bo Hanji saw it, he didn't feel that his eyelids jumped a few times. Then I heard the beggar Xiaobai shouting loudly: "Bo Hanji! Lao Tzu counted three, you released me Abba! Otherwise......" he said, taking a cold silver saber from the hand of the begging warrior beside him, and placing it on Bohanna's neck.

"One!" Begging Xiaobai looked up to the sky and roared angrily, the whole audience was silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Begging Xiaobai.

Bohanna also endured the pain, turned her head to look at the lonely and hideous face of the beggar, where was there still half affection for herself in those red eyes! I couldn't help but sigh silently in my heart, lowered my head and closed my eyes silently.

"Two!"

Bo Hanji looked at Bo Hanna, trembling all over, and glanced at Sima beside him, but found that Sima Ting didn't know when he had closed his eyes, and the whole person suddenly looked like he was dozens of years old, and his eyes were dull.

"Three!" Begging Xiaobai seemed to use all his strength to shout out this word vigorously, and then the saber was raised high, and a dazzling white light surged on the saber, gritting his teeth and slashing down at Bohanna's snow-white neck!

Bo Hanji lowered his head in pain, and slowly closed his eyes as Sima Ting, two tears slowly overflowed in his old eyes, and he said silently: "I Bo Hanji has lost my life, I have no children under my knees, my partner died early, and I can't imagine that my only daughter will be ...... today." The price of the road to glory and wealth is too great......"

"Bell!" Begging Xiaobai slashed down, but he only felt that his hands were numb, and he only felt that his knife was not cut on flesh and blood, but on a huge fine iron giant shield! Begging Xiao Bai fixed his eyes, only to see a middle-aged man in a black robe dragging his saber with the palm of his hand!

Begging Xiaobai was shocked, his knife could be said to have used all his strength, the divine weapon in his hand that was as sharp as clay, and the innate true qi that he had cultivated for twenty years of hard work, was actually taken over in this way!

Before he came back to his senses, he saw that the god-like middle-aged man slapped him on the chest, and suddenly flew up like a cloud, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and the blood in his mouth couldn't stop spurting, and he lost consciousness while still in the air.

Beggar Pigu saw that in the blink of an eye, his son was slapped away by a middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, and his eyes were wide, and finally his head was tilted, and he fell to the ground with a "bang". When Mo Houda heard the movement, he turned his head to look at the beggar who was spilling black blood, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know how to feel in his heart.

The corners of Sima Ting's mouth hooked up a smile, opened his eyes and looked at Bo Hanji beside him with a sad look, and the corners of his eyes were still faintly visible tears, and he suddenly laughed happily, patted Bo Hanji's shoulder hard, and said with a smile: "Bo Hanji, what's wrong with you!" Open your eyes! Open your eyes and see. ”

Bo Hanji's lips trembled and he slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't see the appearance of Bo Hanna's head falling to the ground as he imagined, but instead begging Xiaobai fell to the ground like a dead dog. And Du Jue, who didn't know where to go before, was standing behind Bohanna at this time, looking at the dense begging warriors in front of him.

Bohanna isn't dead?! Bo Hanji couldn't help but take a step abruptly, raised his eyebrows, and then knelt down towards Sima Ting with a "plop" sound, and kowtowed again and again: "Thank you, Lord Wang!" Thank you, Lord Wang! Then he twisted his knees again, kowtowed to the Governor, and said, "Thank you, Master Governor!" Thank you, Lord Doom! ”

Bohanna didn't feel the knife cut down for a long time, and she opened her eyes gently, and when she saw her father kowtowing to her side in ecstasy, her eyes were filled with tears.

Before Bohanna could recover from the excitement of the rest of her life after the catastrophe, there was a burst of screams from behind the crowd of begging warriors, and she saw the elders of the Holy Gate, Duanmu Qing, Tao Huaran, and Nan Yijian, each holding weapons, and killing from behind the begging crowd. Everywhere he passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and suddenly the three elders stabbed the begging crowd into a hole! The three of them rushed to stand beside the Governor, covered in blood, staring coldly at the group of begging warriors.

Tens of thousands of begging warriors were also shocked for a while, looking at the four Han people in front of them who seemed to have come out of hell, and they didn't know for a while whether they should rush forward to avenge the beggar Xiaobai.

Sima Ting glanced at Bo Hanji with a smile, and Bo Hanji immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Those who descend will not be killed!" ”

As Bo Hanji's last word fell, the surrounding area of the camp suddenly burst into flames, and an earth-shattering killing cry erupted. That was Sima Yi leading the Chu army to attack the beggar department! The begging warriors looked at each other and immediately panicked. I don't know who took the lead in dropping the blade, and the fear spread like a plague, and everyone dropped the blade one after another, surrendering without a fight!