Just when the villagers in the ancestral hall began to say goodbye to life and death, the situation outside changed suddenly.

I could only hear a 'boom' sound of breaking the air, and one of the horse bandits in the team suddenly screamed, and then the whole person fell directly from the horse, fell to the ground and did not move, and suddenly suffered a great change in front of everyone's eyes, and the fifteen-person horse bandit team was suddenly in chaos.

The horses' hooves were crowded, the voices of people were noisy, and there was chaos.

"What's going on?" Mazi face, who heard the movement, didn't dare to delay, immediately leaned down, rode into the team on horseback and carefully hid, seeing that there were people blocking all around, so he dared to stand up straight, look left and right, and shout loudly.

The thin horse bandit heard the inquiry of the boss next to him, and he didn't dare not go, and after covering his head and getting off the horse to check it, he bowed his body, his face was full of horror, and he said in a trembling voice: "Boss, the monkey is dead!"

"Dead?" "Dead?" The pock-faced boss looked surprised, glanced at the ground, and saw a feather arrow deeply inserted into his head from behind, and then pierced out from the other end, and the red and white thing carried by the arrow was obviously a brain, and it directly penetrated the entire head at once, which showed the great power of this arrow.

Gu Xuan stood on top of an intact roof in the distance, holding a longbow, seeing that a horse bandit over there was hit by himself, he immediately turned his head to Jinglong next to him and asked with a smile: "Riding and shooting is a gentleman's art, how does Uncle Jinglong think of my arrow?"

With the light of the surrounding fire, Jinglong also saw the results of that arrow, and naturally replied honestly at the moment: "Childe's divine power!"

There are good shooters in the army, and they are just two-stone bows, but Gu Xuan, who is born with divine power, can easily pull away the three-stone bow, and it is not strange that the power of an arrow can be shot directly into the rock, and it is a simple matter to shoot an arrow through the head of a horse bandit with one arrow.

However, at this time, some of the horse bandits also noticed the conspicuous Gu Xuan and the two on the roof, which immediately caused a commotion.

Mazi had a fierce look on his face, and he didn't ask stupid questions such as 'who are you' or 'what are you doing', and just ordered loudly.

"Kill me!"

At this time, the other horse bandits also picked up the crude bows and arrows made by their feet decently and began to shoot towards the place where Gu Xuan and the two of them were, and at the same time, there were five or six horse bandits who were not good at riding and shooting, biting long knives in their mouths, holding the reins in both hands and galloping wildly.

The bandits are not just desperate mediocre people, but they are all experienced and experienced.

In this kind of battle, distance is the most important!

If the rider wants to kill the archer, he must close the distance between the two sides as soon as possible!

Seeing more than a dozen feather arrows flying in the distance, Gu Xuan's eyes were shining, and he raised the longbow in his hand unhurriedly, stretched out his bow and arrows, and shot an arrow in one go.

As for this sparse rain of arrows, he didn't put it in his eyes at all, and was directly stopped by Jinglong, who was guarding the side, with a horizontal knife in his hand, this kind of light and fluttering arrow, with poor accuracy, could not pose a threat to him at all.

And on the ground at this time, the horse bandits who rushed over on horseback had already been killed, it was only a hundred meters away, and the horse galloped in an instant, Gu Xuan didn't have time to shoot the second arrow, and casually dropped the shoddy longbow that had been scrapped by the broken string, Gu Xuan didn't think about it, held the long knife, and jumped down directly.

Killed with a knife, blood gushing everywhere.

After more than ten years of apprenticeship and learning from everywhere, coupled with his innate divine power, Gu Xuan, a handsome young man who seemed to be a noble son, faced this gang of vicious horse bandits, and the battle turned into a one-sided slaughter in an instant.

Seeing the young man who jumped high from the roof, like a tiger descending from the mountain, the horse bandits were only a fledgling fool for the first time, until the companions around them were cut off by their electric swords, then they knew that they had encountered a hard stubble, and they immediately did not dare to slack off, and one by one they all raised their spirits and scolded loudly and attacked.

After Gu Xuan here cut off a horse bandit at the edge of the encirclement with a knife, he turned over and rode on this horse that originally belonged to the horse bandits, shook the reins in his hand, clamped his feet, did not fight hard, and rushed directly outside.

"Chase Lao Tzu!"

Where can he let him run away with his pockmarked face, he shouted angrily at the moment, and led the rest of the horse bandits to chase him out, but he forgot that there was a bad star on the roof of the building, Jinglong also learned to jump down from the upstairs, and fell heavily on the ground, a slightly backward horse bandit noticed, drove the horse to cut, Jinglong dodged the opponent's powerful blow sideways, and then jumped up half a foot high, kicked the other party off the horse, Jinglong himself did not follow the land, only to see him hooked the stirrup under his feet, and one turned over to the saddle, and also pulled the reins, the horse stood high, turned around on the spot, and directly became a horse bandit facing the front, with his back to the direction of the ancestral hall。

Such a miraculous equestrian skill made the few horse bandits who turned around stunned, and the horse bandit who had just been kicked off the horse by Jinglong's powerful foot just wanted to struggle to stand up, a rapid sound of horse hooves suddenly came, and a cold light flashed behind him unexpectedly, and a dirty head full of dirty blood went directly to the sky with a confused look, and the person was still standing in place and did not fall, and the blood fountain at the broken neck gushed out, splashing Jinglong directly, and with his fierce and excited eyes, like a hell killing god coming to the world.

It had not been so happy for twenty years, Jinglong felt as if he had returned to the battlefield he had once been, a murderous aura emanated, his face was full of excitement, and he waved the big knife in his hand, and he actually took the initiative to rush towards the other party.

Gu Xuan's side also heard the movement behind him, and also turned the direction, a short body dodged the opponent's powerful slash, and slapped the opponent's jaw with a backhand palm from the bottom to the top, directly smashing the opponent's jaw, the whole person flew out of the horse upside down, fell to the ground, covered the bloody chin, and wanted to stand up with a hideous face, Gu Xuan pulled the reins, the horse stood up from the spot, and the front hooves stepped heavily on the head of the person on the ground, until the latter's entire head was nestled into the chest, and he was not alive.

Seeing that the companions died tragically one after another, and the other party slaughtered the people on their side so neatly and neatly like killing chickens, the rest of the horse bandits were finally frightened, and couldn't help but stop and stop, at this time, Gu Xuan was in front, Jinglong was behind, the two of them blocked the front and back of the entire village avenue, and more than ten horse bandits were surrounded by these two people, and the pock-faced horse bandit suddenly yelled angrily: "What are you doing, go on, kill this kid to avenge the brothers!"

Gu Xuan put aside the stainless steel broadsword and pulled out the sword from the banquet at his waist, under the moonlight, the sword body was like a pool of autumn water, and it was cold.

He rode on his horse, raised his sword and pointed at the pockmarked face and other horse bandits in front of him, and laughed arrogantly: "Get off the horse quickly and surrender, Rao Er will not die!"

More than a dozen murderous gangsters, who treated human life like a mustard, and were extremely vicious, looked at me, I looked at you, and no one dared to come forward to fight, and no one even dared to shout and scold.