It was only a moment after Wang Anfeng left the royal city.

Qi Qi He Li noticed something unusual, lifted the curtain of the tent, and saw that the tent was empty, and immediately reacted, without showing anything unusual, and put down the baked food in his hand, as if there were people in it, laughing and talking loudly.

The iron rider rode past the outside, without suspicion.

It wasn't until the sound of the horses' hooves on the wet grass faded away, and they couldn't even be heard anymore, that he breathed a sigh of relief, walked out with a straight face, and seemed to be casual, hung down the curtain of the tent, and took two steps forward with the scimitar at his waist.

Qi Ou's heart was rough-eyed, and he didn't find anything wrong, greeted him with a smile, and said a few words of gossip, why did he see that when others made roast lamb legs, they sprinkled gray-black powder on it, and the smell was so fragrant, I don't know what it was, what the young lady of that family was really good-looking, but her temper seemed to be very good.

He Li also answered as usual.

After a while, a large number of iron horsemen suddenly rushed from outside the royal city, and rushed into the city in one breath, and the sound of horses' hooves vibrated like thunder for a while, attracting people's attention.

These days, everyone in the world has nine-grade martial arts, and the armor and war horses on their bodies add up to more than 5,000 catties, and when they charge, they are like a torrent that cannot be stopped, and only ten people can easily defeat the falconer team he pulled.

But at this time, these elite warriors were all panicked, and even the formation was a little scattered.

Qi Bi He Li has a good memory, and he can recognize that these are the Dichuan Iron Cavalry who followed Helian Pan out this morning, but the number is smaller, and it seems that only half of them have returned, and Helian Pan is not among them. His nose moved slightly, his expression changed slightly, and he smelled a smell of blood from this unusual sign.

This morning, such a big vision of heaven and earth erupted on Yuhu Mountain, and he also saw it, and Wang Anfeng, who suddenly disappeared from these panicked iron horses, couldn't help but have a thought in his heart.

Isn't it so big that the Lord made it?

Helian Pan was also killed by him?

And now that the Lord is gone, don't you treat them as outcasts?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a trace of coldness, and immediately excited, clenched the weapon in my hand, only felt that my life was saved by him a few years ago, and if I could let the Lord leave safely this time, then it would be fine.

It's just that these brothers who came with them will definitely let them go after they break off later.

At the very least, I'm going to die before them.

When the thoughts in his heart were surging and rolling, the group of elite horsemen had already rushed into the king's tent, and the leading lieutenant rolled off the saddle and rushed into the big tent, and the prince in front of the big tent was so arrogant that he stretched out his right hand to stop the captain, but he didn't think that the latter was anxious and frightened in his heart, and slapped it horizontally.

The captain of the elite cavalry is a martial artist at the peak of the eighth grade, I don't know how many heads he killed, and he is an officer at the level of a centurion in an ordinary place, and the companion was slapped on the ground on one side by this slap, and his nose and face were swollen, and he was about to get angry, and when he saw a group of iron horsemen all clenching their teeth, the atmosphere was depressed and cold, and he couldn't help but shudder, and he couldn't speak.

Sang Pengze was anxious about the princess's self-immolation last night, and when he saw the captain who followed Helian Pan break in, he felt a sigh in his heart, and he didn't care about his rudeness, and opened his mouth to ask, and the captain knelt on the ground and told everything that had happened before.

Only halfway through listening, Sang Pengze's face was already pale, and he said sharply:

"The vision on the Jade Pot Mountain, did it happen before Helian Pan was killed or after he was killed?!"

The captain was stunned and subconsciously replied:

"Before."

Sang Pengze's expression changed several times, he took a long breath, and waved his hand to let the captain take people down.

The other fifty-two iron horsemen were rewarded with silver and rested for a few days, and when there was no one else in the big tent, his face sank completely, and he paced back and forth, his teeth clucking, and he only felt as if God was against him, and a nameless fire in his heart burned more and more.

This is his own throne, his own thing.

But first, the princess with the key set herself on fire, and the key disappeared.

Then it was the general of the Zuowu Dynasty who was furious and came with troops, he had eighteen shadows under his hands, which was the capital he had accumulated little by little in the past twenty years, all of them were elite and brave warriors, and they all knew how to be flexible, and when they joined forces, even ordinary grandmasters could hold it for the time being.

But he was killed by the general with one dozen and ten.

And when he was waiting for the opportunity to use people, his left and right hands were inexplicably taken off their heads.

Plus the vision that can be seen for hundreds of miles on Yuhu Mountain.

Although he didn't know what treasures were stored in that formation, he knew that everything was stored in the Jade Pot Mountain, and now that he looked at it, he was afraid that he had taken it for others.

A burst of fire became more and more intense, and Sang Pengze's thoughts became clearer and clearer.

Knowing that no matter how angry he was, he had to shake off the identity of that person before General Zuo Wuwei arrived, and there was a way to deal with the angry military god, otherwise, he really didn't think that the decisive general would care about his identity and status.

Under the blade, you don't know who he is.

During this period of time, there is a big feast on the grassland, and there are many people, but most of the people who come in know the roots, and there is no obstacle on the grassland at a glance, and the area is extremely vast, and if you want to mix in the feast, it is definitely impossible to appear in vain.

And this time, in order to get the key, the iron horse patrol was mobilized, and there were special personnel to record the inside and out.

At least be able to determine who that person is, and have an explanation.

At the moment, his thoughts gradually became clear, Sang Pengze raised his hand to summon his subordinates, and after a while, there were iron horsemen and Sang Pengze's own private soldiers holding their hands outside, with blades in their hands and arrows wound, with a solemn atmosphere, refusing to let people go out.

There was also a noble man who had drunk wine during the day, and he had to go out on a safari at this time, and was shot on the spot by the elite ranger who had been ordered, and the smell of blood was aroused, and everyone immediately shivered, understanding that this time was not a simple matter.

When he was frightened, Sang Pengze's companion sent someone to inform the generals and captains everywhere that they should take the folds and parchment scrolls that had previously recorded the arrivals, and find them one by one, which family, which tribe, how many people, these are all recorded.

Those officials and officials who know how to write and count go to find people from tribe to tribe.

And in the back, he is wearing heavy armor, holding a sword and a bow, with a cold face, in so many tribes, it is impossible to be accurate everywhere, there are always false alarms or exaggerations, and at this time it is the turn of those iron horsemen to shoot.

If someone is dissatisfied, they will draw the knife.

He didn't kill anyone, but he didn't show any mercy, he often just saw a bleak cold light flashing, and an arm flew out, and then a scream sounded, and everyone turned pale in horror.

The first-class private guards of the prince of the Northern Hun Kingdom are enough to compare with the elite of the Great Qin Core Army.

The knife techniques are all neat and neat, without the slightest bit of mud and water, which is extremely deterrent.

Qi He Li and others were stationed at the height of the periphery of the grassland, their vision was more open, and they could see all this scene, Qi Ou was young, only seventeen years old, and the most he had seen was just the rogue of the grassland, those were just some herdsmen who were forced to a dead end for some reason, where could they be compared with the elite of a country?

Such neat movements, as well as murderous aura, made the young man's face pale.

Qi Bi He Li has experienced a lot of things, and now understands what these elite riders are going to do now, if they want to say that they plan to find what real culprits, I'm afraid even they won't believe it, but whether they can do it is one thing, whether they can do it or not is another, put on a show, there is no merit and hard work, if you can find one or two suitable scapegoats is better.

Because the falconers came a little late, and their status could not be compared with those steppe nobles, they only set up tents on the periphery, and the iron cavalry guards on this side soon arrived at the tents in front of them.

Because I was not worried that any tribe would dare to attack these iron horsemen representing the Northern Hungarian royal family, the number of iron horsemen in each group was not large, but only three people guarded.

Qi Bi He Li looked calm and looked around, the location of the tent was close to the outside, on the one hand, it meant that it would be their turn soon, and on the other hand, it also meant that it was extremely easy to break through.

The martial arts he practiced were quite evil, he entered the realm very quickly, and he did not have many requirements for basic talent, but the power of the martial arts itself was also extremely strong, even if the internal martial arts were even more powerful than his, it was difficult to fight him head-on.

These iron horses in front of them are just the means of the nine grades.

In Qi Ou's eyes, it is extremely powerful, but in his eyes, it is a matter within five knives.

It's just that it's easy to kill people, and it's easy to break through from here, but then if you want to get rid of the elite cavalry on the vast grassland, it is extremely difficult to do it, but at this moment the situation is beyond his imagination, either he is found to be less than a person and is arrested, or he is fighting hard at this moment.

He also knew what happened at the pre-banquet yesterday, Sang Pengze had always been at odds with Helian Lianyang, and Wang Anfeng was able to participate in the pre-banquet because of Helian Lianyang, and he was missing at the moment, if he was arrested because of this, they wouldn't think about going out again.

The second option, there is a chance that a few people will survive.

He Li was once transported from the Cheshi Country as a slave to Daqin, and escaped from Daqin, he was silent and gentle, but in this case, his decisive heart was above ordinary people, and he was holding a knife at the moment, and the scarlet energy was surging and rolling, but he was only suppressed in the scabbard.

The heavily armored samurai who inquired about the centaurs had approached, casting his gaze on them.

He Li did not make a move.

Seeing that no one spoke, the iron knight at the head frowned:

"And there's a musician, where?"

He Li remained silent.

Qi Ou noticed that the murderous aura of those iron riders had surfaced, and said with a dry smile: "Brother Zhai should still be resting inside, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll call him up." ”

One of the warriors seemed to sense something, and said in a cold voice:

"No need, I'll call him."

After that, he pushed away the deed ou, strode towards the tent, opened it at once, there was no one inside, and at the moment the violence rose in his eyes, and the deed ou saw the empty tent from the side, and he was also dumbfounded, and his mind was empty for a while, and he couldn't speak.

When he pressed his thumb against the scabbard, and when his energy was faintly rising, he could almost feel the existence of the name 'Qi Machine'.

This sword was enough to kill several heavily armored samurai around him in an instant.

Then he made up his mind, this "Blood Sword Sutra" has been cultivated by him to the extreme, it seems that this martial art is at most close to the realm of the middle three grades, but there are many evil methods in it, regardless of their own foundation when they explode, when they can exert a certain amount of time of six-rank force.

During this time, he will do his best to attract the attention of the others so that the rest of the brothers can run as far as possible.

The mind is certain, and the will to die is already conceived, and the induction of the faint qi machine becomes clearer and clearer.

It's like looking at the burning red flames through a thin layer of ice and snow.

But just as he was out of the knife, a palm suddenly stretched out, grabbed it on his palm, and approached the explosion of the sixth grade's qi, and the time was directly pressed down, he subconsciously wanted to fight back, and then he heard a familiar voice and smiled:

"What's wrong? What's the matter with this general? With such a fierce face, don't you want to kill someone? ”

Qi Bi He Li was slightly stunned, and his tense body directly relaxed.

Qi Ou breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted in his mouth: "Brother Zhai......"

The heavy armor lieutenant had also seen Wang Anfeng condensed into string music yesterday, knowing that the latter's martial arts were far above his own, and he couldn't help but be angry at the moment, and he no longer had the previous majesty and domineering, let go of the handle of the knife, reluctantly bowed, and said stiffly:

“…… It's good that Master Zhai is here. ”

"Now His Royal Highness is looking for the murderer of the princess, please don't go out during this time, don't cause misunderstanding, let's go."

Wang Anfeng watched these murderous iron horsemen turn around and leave, smelled the smell of blood, frowned, pressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, turned his head to look at Qi Bi He Li, calmed his internal strength for him, and said:

"You're too impatient."

He Li didn't answer, but just let the rest of the falconers go their own way, so he and Wang Anfeng went into the tent, and as soon as they entered, they put down the knife in their hands, half-knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice:

"If you bother the lord to take action, your subordinates are guilty."

Wang Anfeng asked him to get up, but Qi Bi He Li didn't move, just said:

"Lord, is the Lord's purpose for these two days?"

Wang Anfeng was not surprised that this silent falconer would think of this, and he did not intend to hide it, nodded and said, "The matter of the princess...... Although she didn't do it to me, it was also related, and the rest of the things, you guess it's not bad, my purpose is indeed on the Jade Pot Mountain. ”

Qi Qi He Li's eyes shrank, and he suddenly looked up at Wang Anfeng, and said in a low voice:

"Then the Lord is too presumptuous!"

"In such a situation, it is best to leave, how can you come back and fall into your own death?!"

Wang Anfeng spent a few days with these people, and when he heard this, he said:

"What will happen to you if I am gone?"

Qi Bi He Li's tone was silent, and he said in a deep voice: "The lives of his subordinates are saved by the Lord, and his martial arts knowledge is also taught by Mr., as long as the Lord can get the greatest benefit, he is just acting as an abandoned son, and his subordinates are willing." ”

"The rest of the brothers, the subordinates will fight to find a way out for them, at least before them."

"Don't mention us, Lord, now those iron horsemen are only going to search once, and when the master comes, I am afraid that it will be more than that, and the danger will be even greater. With the Lord's martial arts, it is only a matter of easy things to leave now, and please leave this place as soon as possible, and don't worry about us. ”

Wang Anfeng said:

"I've never liked abandoned children."

Qi Bi He Li raised his head and said eagerly:

"But ......"

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes and looked outside, and said:

"Naturally, I have a way to get you out of here without anyone searching."

The blue robe on his body turned into a green shirt at some point, and he wore a green and quiet bamboo sword around his waist, and he held a mask in his left hand and gently covered his face.

"That's why I came back."

………………

Sang Pengze distributed everything one by one, and only after all the loopholes imaginable in his mind had been dealt with were dealt with, did he break free from the breathless sense of oppression a little, and sat cross-legged on the embroidered carpet, almost in a trance for a while.

Before, he was full of steps and thought that the layout was perfect enough, all the chess pieces were as he wished, and his father's treasure was already in his pocket.

But in just a few days, everything was different.

The henchman is dead, the soldiers are near, all the benefits have been taken, and the most aggrieved thing is that he doesn't know who the opponent is at all, and his layout and abandoned son have been smashed into a mess.

It's like a certain Yilin master invites people to learn, there are thousands of exquisite chess paths in the chest and abdomen, where is the willow Yiyi, elegant place, he has prepared the chessboard, knocking on the chess pieces, the other party came as promised, and then pulled out a hundred and eighty pounds of big iron cone from behind him, and turned the chessboard and chess pier up to the sky.

This kind of 'competition' is completely different from my own thinking.

Thinking of this and making a wedding dress, I felt that the nameless fire was burning more and more.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, shook his head, turned around and went out to breathe, the sky in the distance was still clear, and he could still see the Jade Hushan Mountain, which was the sacred mountain of the Northern Huns, Sang Pengze looked at it for a while, and suddenly heard a commotion from the north.

Quite dissatisfied, looking up, but saw the armor piled up layer by layer, and then they all fell and sat down, and the banner fell and fell.

The heavily armored samurai was knocked out.

Like a wave slashing.

Then, a black shadow was completely unreflective in Sang Pengze, and it was already approaching, and the rough mask with a cold chill stabbed out of a green bamboo diagonally, directly towards Sang Pengze's beautiful eyebrows.

Sang Pengze's pupils shrank, and the terrifying murderous aura he had never experienced before instantly enveloped him.

Time seems to slow down in an instant.

By the time he reacted again, he was already sitting on the ground, his hands were weak, and the two four-grade masters who were acting as guards had strode forward to force the people away, and most of the Northern Hun warriors practiced martial arts outside the door, and they used extremely heavy blades.

But the person on the other side did not fall behind at all.

A green shirt, a green bamboo.

The swordsmanship is accurate, but it can fight against two heavy weapons.

The mask is hideous.

Sang Pengze was stunned, and the person with the fierce mask suddenly glanced at him, his eyes were flat, which made Sang Pengze's heart beat wildly, the alarm bell sounded, and he hurriedly retreated, until he was surrounded by heavy and retreated on the high ground, so that he could breathe a sigh of relief and think rationally.

Immediately, one thought after another couldn't stop coming to mind.

Who is he?

Murderer? Forced out?

But the things on the Jade Pot Mountain have already been obtained by him, and he shouldn't be here...... No, there are two people who can't make it? Or is there some other purpose for him to appear at this moment?

Immediately, another thought could not stop coming to his mind, and the doubts in his heart dissipated slightly, frowning and contemplating, and gradually a smile appeared, as if the previous fright was completely absent, and there was only joy in his heart.

What if it comes out? It's best to come out!

The previous plan was to find the identity of that person to deal with the Northern Frontier War God, and now it would be best if he could capture this person alive, even if he couldn't be captured alive, many people had seen this person attack and kill him, which was enough to clear his suspicion.

At this moment, it is thousands of kilometers away from the place of hand, and there is a master firmly guarding it, and the heavy armor and shield form a shield wall in front of him, Sang Pengze completely calmed down, and a maid next to him served a soothing medicinal tea, he took a sip of it, and his mind was peaceful.

When the desire for the vast wealth of the Central Plains was reawakened in his heart, he saw the man in green shirt who was besieged raise his eyes, and he was cold.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see a flash of thunder in the man's eyes.

The green bamboo long sword in his hand shot twice in a row, forcing the two fourth-grade martial artists away, and then, the sword came out of his hand.

Thunder slurry swims on it.

One zhang, three zhang.

One hundred zhang.

Bright white zhang -

There is a green bamboo long sword, and the sword intent is not extinguished, and the vertical and horizontal are three hundred zhang.

The sword qi roared like thunder.

Sang Pengze's arm was cut off in an instant, and the broken tea cup smashed to the ground.

Tea soaked all over the floor.

There was a dead silence.

PS: Today's update presents............

Ahem, it's late to write again, and please bear with me, well, 5,800 words, 2,900 words per chapter if you separate it, above.