After Wang Anfeng entered the formation, Sheng Zhehan retracted his attention, looked at the surrounding terrain, and quickly made a judgment, and dozens of wolf riders under his subordinates scattered separately, each relying on the ruins and broken walls left over from the ancient city of Loulan to cover their figures.

As a cavalry archery clan, archery skills are superb, even in this kind of garrison situation, as long as there are arrows in his hand, he can exert great power, after seeing that all his subordinates occupy the favorable terrain, Sheng Zhehan breathed a sigh of relief, but still clenched the strong bow in his hand.

He didn't know much about the enemy he would face next, and in such a short period of time, Wang Anfeng and Lu Yingbo didn't have time, let alone the heart to explain these to him, but with his own judgment, it was not difficult to know that the next opponent to face was probably the behind-the-scenes organization of the Great Wilderness Village.

And that organization was even involved in the Golden Horde Empire, which was by no means comparable to the so-called masters of the Western Regions.

You can only do your best.

Sheng Zhehan exhaled, and was pondering, when an object suddenly flew next to him, grabbed it casually, and took a closer look, only to find that it was a porcelain bottle, and Lu Yingbo, who had a pale face, withdrew his right hand and said lightly:

"Wait a minute, if so...... No, someone will come. ”

"If I make a move, remember to swallow the pill in advance, otherwise it will be affected, and I will be careful of losing my life."

Sheng Zhehan thought of the consequences of being affected by Lu Yingbo's poisonous gas in the inn before, his face tensed at first, and then he tended to slow down, nodded slightly, and turned around to share the anti-poison pill in the porcelain bottle with everyone.

The taste of the pill is bitter, but the inside is much more reassuring.

He and Gu Tianhan had suffered from Lu Yingbo's poisonous gas, so they knew that it was powerful, but they were only contaminated by the outermost part, but in a moment or three, they got a headache and brain fever, which is a great weakening of the strength of a martial artist, and when they fight, it may be the difference between life and death.

There is such a big master who is good at group battles, no matter how strong he is, he can always cope with it, just hold on for an hour or two, if the sword maniac has already taken out the sword, then it is naturally easy to say, even if he can't get the approval of the divine soldiers, he should come out at that time.

These two hours can be held no matter what.

At that moment, he was dormant with peace of mind, and after a while, there was a sudden commotion on the northeast side, Sheng Zhehan's expression changed, and he rushed to see arrows falling like rain, and several big men with hideous and vicious faces fell on the ground, and there was no breath.

Looking at his dress, he was a horse thief who used this place as a garrison, and at this moment he went out to plunder and came back, entered the garrison of the Burger family, and lost his life immediately.

Seeing this, Sheng Zhehan's tense spirit settled down a little, and explained a few more to the warriors of the Bakir family, turned around and walked back to his original position, and suddenly thought in his heart that in this area, this is the only thing that can shelter from the wind and rain, and it will be taken by the surrounding horse thieves, which is also natural.

During this time, if the horse thief comes back, he will naturally not be their opponent, but the arrows are limited after all, and after using them once, the accuracy and power will be affected, and invisibly, it is a great consumption for their garrison ability.

Between the changes in his mind, he still sat down slowly and waited quietly.

After that, he played the horse thief a few times, and after a while, Lu Yingbo next to him opened his eyes, there was a chill in his pupils, and said coldly:

"It's coming!"

Sheng Zhehan's eyes suddenly opened, and he grabbed the bow in his hand, and saw a faint existence like fine pollen floating in the air in front of him, revealing a strange lilac, at this time, these floating and undulating pollen suddenly surged in one direction.

Sheng Zhehan took a deep breath, held a strong bow, picked up three wolf tooth arrows, moved slowly and calmly, and rested on the bowstring.

And before that, Lu Yingbo had already floated away, there was a faint anger in his eyes, and in an instant, he suddenly raised his hand and palmed it, roaring violently, condensing as one, instantly erasing a remnant wall, with a violent sound, and several figures flew out in embarrassment.

As soon as Sheng Zhehan raised his hand, three wolf tooth arrows flew out in a whirlwind, like three dragons, angrily baring their fangs, biting the arms of the warrior, and instantly rising into the sky, Lu Yingbo followed closely, and the move in his hand was struck in a row, and in a few moments, he killed the man, like a kite with a broken string, and smashed it on the ground.

Sheng Zhehan put away his longbow and rushed forward, and saw that the dead men were born with tiger backs and bear waists, high cheekbones, and a pair of blue eyes, which were exactly the appearance of Hu Ren, but firstly, the clothes they were wearing were very ordinary, not the slightest special, and secondly, they did not carry any token objects that could prove their identity.

was hesitating, but saw Lu Yingbo next to him clenching his teeth, with hatred between his eyebrows, gritting his teeth and saying:

"Yes, you can't be wrong."

"This kind of martial arts path is exactly what they ...... White Tiger Hall, it won't be wrong, it's ...... them"

"They're already here."

Sheng Zhehan's expression was slightly solemn, he looked at it carefully, and there was a faint doubt in his heart, and said:

"But if they are the big deserted village, no, the people in the White Tiger Hall, I think there are masters here, why don't they come here in person, but send such a person who is not very powerful to take the lead? Or did they not attach much importance to this sword, and only planned to send these few people to take the sword down? ”

Lu Yingbo got up and replied:

"Who knows them?"

"But at least, it won't be just these few people, the weight of Zhan Lu's sword, they care far more than you and me, as for why only these people come?"

"Or the principal is arrogant, and walks slowly, sending some men first; Or maybe they came here to investigate, in any case, they must not be far away, and they should not know that there is an ambush here. ”

Sheng Zhehan's brows furrowed tightly, thinking about the situation at the moment, and said in a deep voice:

"At this time, the attention of the rivers and lakes of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions is focused on the matter of the Great Wilderness Village."

"The news there must not have been able to spread now, if it does, such a big loss may be more shocking to the rivers and lakes than the Great Wilderness Village itself, and not many people will notice this place at this time...... This is the best chance. ”

Lu Yingbo nodded and said:

"That's what they planned to do from the beginning."

"It's said that they want to quit, but in fact, the real attention is here, and when everyone is attracted to them, they will come over again, and they will be able to avoid everyone and easily get the Zhan Lu Sword in their hands."

Sheng Zhehan was silent, looked at Lu Yingbo, and asked the question that had been swirling in his heart.

"Whoever came, is there a grandmaster?"

Lu Yingbo categorically denied:

"No way!"

Immediately, his tone softened slightly. Road:

"There are indeed grandmasters in the White Tiger Hall, but there are not many, and each of them is under heavy constraints, it is easy and difficult to move."

"Although the Zhan Lu Sword is important, but this time, it is only four grades at most, stronger than me, but it is impossible to the extent that it cannot be faced."

Sheng Zhehan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and said:

"Well, let's prepare some gifts for those people in advance."

"If you are caught off guard, you should be able to have a good ......"

……………………

After a while, Sheng Zhehan looked at the Loulan ruins in front of him, which were no different from Fang Cai, and breathed a sigh of relief, and the others used all the materials at hand to make a trap and hide it on the road.

According to the records of the family classics, these traps are enough to be able to drag down the martial artists of the Seventh Rank and even the Sixth Rank realm, and it is naturally unrealistic to delay for a long time.

But even a little delay is enough. When the time comes, the swarming wolf's teeth and arrows will be enough to cause them a large enough loss.

At the same time, Lu Yingbo also left behind some poison that can be triggered at any time, as long as she attracts it, under the fourth grade, she can almost only wait for death, even if it is a fourth-grade martial artist, who can resist such a poison alive, it also has to occupy a considerable part of the qi machine mobilization, and the strength of the body can be exerted at most seventy percent.

Just a moment after they had prepared the trap, several horses broke into the trap, completely different from the White Tiger Hall masters who had hidden their own traces before, these people actually came in on fast horses, each armed with a scimitar and a strong bow, and a pot of high-quality steel arrows hung on the side of the saddle.

Although his temperament is very strong, his martial arts are not very good, and he is only at the level of nine grades, but the leader is the peak of eight grades, Sheng Zhehan and others saw his bravery, but he was the elite of the horse thieves he killed before, and he shot together.

Ordinary horse thieves, no matter how brave they are, how can they be the opponents of the masters of the rivers and lakes? It didn't waste much time and effort, and they didn't even use traps, but just left it thirty paces away with a burst of arrows.

Then a tall, leather-clad man jumped out and pulled out the arrows one by one, Sheng Zhehan held a strong bow, stepped forward, and helped drag the corpse to the side of the broken wall, and when it was the turn of the last leader of the man, he leaned down, swept his eyes from the side, and was slightly stunned.

Immediately stretched out his hand and pulled from the man's waist, and dragged down a dark and heavy thing, the tentacles were cold, the front was embossed with a blue wolf running on the vast field, and the back was a special text, not the text of the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, as if the sacrifice was dancing, and the brushstrokes were rough.

Sheng Zhehan thought for a moment in his heart, but he didn't recognize him, Lu Yingbo noticed that he was abnormal, stepped forward, looked at the token with his eyes, and just glanced at it, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

Sheng Zhehan raised his eyes and said:

"Do you recognize the words on this token?"

"In other words, these people are also the so-called White Tiger Hall? What exactly are they going to do? Although those people in the past said that martial arts are still not as good as you, they are also considered good hands on the rivers and lakes, but now these few people are not even considered martial artists in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

Lu Yingbo didn't answer, Sheng Zhehan raised his eyebrows, looked up at her, and saw that the woman, who had reached the realm of the fourth grade in cultivation and could be called a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, suddenly calmed down, and her heart suddenly sank, and she thought of a certain possibility, and her expression couldn't help but change a few times, and the thing in her hand suddenly weighed like a thousand pounds.

"It's hard to do it, this is ......"

Lu Yingbo nodded slowly and said:

"It is a text circulated among the Xiongnu aristocracy."

"The wolf king is the totem of the Hun king."

"The text above means, Dichuan Iron Guard, Scout Seventeen."

"Tetsukawa Iron Guard?! King Dichuan Khan? ”

Sheng Zhehan's expression changed suddenly, and at this time, the fine sand particles on the ground suddenly began to beat slightly, and the expression of a big man of the Burger family changed slightly, and he immediately jumped off the black wolf, lay on the ground, and stuck his ears on the ground, and after a few breaths, his expression changed greatly, and he got up and shouted:

"Horses, too many, it's a herd of horses!"

This is the place where the ancient kingdom of Loulan disappeared in the Western Regions, with a radius of thousands of miles, extremely desolate, and the wild horses are psychic animals, and it is impossible for them to forage for food in such a remote place.

At this time, the herd of horses will appear here.

In fact, there is no need for him to warn, between heaven and earth, there is a clear sky, but there is already a huge and vast sound as thunder rolling in, Sheng Zhehan looked at that side, and he could see it from a distance, a line, a huge behemoth of smoke and dust, like a tumbling earth dragon python, coming straight.

Anything that stands in its way is destroyed.

Thousands of years ago, the traces left by that brilliant kingdom have long been decayed and ancient, and for a long time, the ambitions and ambitions of the heroes, the love and hatred of mortals, will all be destroyed and disappear, and the end of the story will only be left with ruins, and now these ruins and broken walls are also completely annihilated under the charge of the iron cavalry of the present world.

Above the sky, a lone wolf army roared.

The earth is trembling.

One of the eight major species of the Xiongnu.

Heavy cavalry!

The king of the Dichuan clan, the iron guard of the Dichuan!

Sheng Zhehan gritted his teeth, at this time, he and Lu Yingbo both felt the terrifying sense of oppression that came from the pavement, the other party valued the Zhan Lu Sword very much, and, indeed, the other party could not mobilize the Grandmaster Master, but it did not mean that their desire to obtain this sword was weakened in the slightest.

Dichuan Iron Guard, elite iron horseman.

Eight thousand people.

At this moment, in Sheng Zhehan's heart, there was only one thought, absolutely unstoppable, must retreat, must retreat, the elite war horse of the Huns, unparalleled in the world, that is a terrifying monster with a shoulder height of more than two meters and a weight of three thousand catties, after wearing armor, weighing more than five thousand catties, galloping at a speed like a storm.

That is the edge that even a mid-third-grade martial artist must retreat.

His limbs were cold.

And at this time, behind them, on the huge building that had been silent all along, a yellow mist of light suddenly emanated, and eight thick black chains continued to shake and vibrate, making a crisp sound.

There was a fierce sword aura, with scorching flames and starlight, rising into the sky.

A tall warrior of the Bakir family looked at Sheng Zhehan and said:

"Young Master ......"

Sheng Zhehan struggled in his heart for a long time, the vision he saw in front of him, the knife maniac had already succeeded, if it was blocked here, he and the others would die, it was said that before he died, he would think of the most important thing, he disdained it, at this moment, many pictures passed through his mind like the wind.

The young man was arrogant and arrogant, and he roamed the rivers and lakes when he was young.

indulged in lust, and gradually erased the edges and corners of the rivers and lakes, and didn't care about anything for his life, and even knelt down for people without the slightest hesitation.

Life comes first.

Sheng Zhehan closed his eyes.

Life.

Is there anything more important than life? Dad.

Under the gaze of all his subordinates, he raised his hand little by little, looked in the direction of the Eight Thousand Iron Horsemen, took a deep breath, his body stiffened by fear seemed to regain strength, he raised the bow and arrow in his hand, pointed it at the sky, and his expression gradually lost as timid as it was then.

Knife madness, if I die here, please be kind to a certain family.

Spit out a sound from your mouth.

But after thinking about it for a few breaths, it was already as hoarse as smoke and as resolute as iron.

"Open the bow."

After a few breaths of silence, dozens of battle exploits were held high, and the sword-shaped building with its back to the image rising to the sky, and the chains roaring, were facing the surging eight thousand iron horses, like dozens of ants that were not able to measure themselves.

And then

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