Xiao He laughed loudly when he heard this: I, Xiao He, really have face, the shadow dispatched five messengers at the same time, could it be that I have a feud with your emperor shadow? Xiao He pretended to think about it, thought for a while, patted his head and said: I don't remember, that is, the order of the emperor?

Xiao He nodded with satisfaction, and said to the onlookers below: Let's all disperse, otherwise it will be bad to hurt the innocent.

The people below were originally curious to watch, but when they saw that it was Marquis Xiao's heart, some people wanted to report to the official, and some people had already picked up farm tools such as kitchen knives and sickles and wanted to help. Everyone was gearing up, everyone wanted to rescue Xiao He in dire straits, but the other party actually let them disperse. Everyone was stunned, and a young man hugged his fists and said: I don't have to worry about Hou Ye dealing with these thieves alone.

Xiao He sighed, everyone is really warm-hearted.

"Master Ben, I order you to retreat, otherwise you will be disposed of according to the military order, exiled for three thousand miles, and sent to the frontier."

When they heard this, they knelt down and refused to leave. Xiao He frowned and roared, where is the Black Ink Army.

The people looked up, it turned out that Master Hou was playing for real! As soon as everyone heard the words Black Ink Army, they got up one after another, returned to their homes, closed the doors and windows tightly, and the streets were empty in an instant. The red envoy giggled: Hou Ye is really interesting? Although yelling at Black Ink is a bit scary, the people still respect you. As he spoke, he actually walked towards Xiao He, and when he was less than three meters away from Xiao He, his expression suddenly turned cold, a black shadow on his waist, and a leather whip was suddenly pulled out, and he went straight to Xiao He's door.

"In the past few years of Emperor Ying, there are two people who have died in the hands of Hou Ye, do you have to summon the emperor to give an order to seek revenge, just that soft egg, I'm sorry."

Xiao He stepped back, grabbed the leather whip with a hand, pulled the red envoy into his arms with force, kissed the beauty on the face and said: I didn't expect the girl to be so disdainful of Emperor Zhao.

The red envoy was stunned for a moment, his face was slightly red, he kicked his legs, and a dagger popped out on the tip of his shoe, stabbing at Xiao He's door at the same time, an angry roar came from his back, and the black envoy's fist went towards Xiao He's heart. Xiao He touched the red elastic little buttocks, pushed it outward, and flicked his fingers.

The red envoy only felt that his waist was touched, and then there was a sharp pain all over his body, and he actually flew out, and his whole body was weak and collapsed to the ground, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't move no matter what.

Xiao He turned around with a smile, dodged the black envoy's fist, the iron fan was erected, and pointed under the black envoy's fist, bang.

It seems to be a little light, but the actual force is huge, and the black envoy only feels a light wrist, followed by a heavy blow to the abdomen, and falls to the ground in a ball, like shrimp. Holding back the pain, he looked at his arm with a shocked expression. own hands... It's gone. Suddenly looked up at Xiao He, Xiao He carried a big black hand in his hand and threw it away at will, and fell in front of the black envoy.

It's just an instant hand, and he actually cut off his left hand! The black envoy held back the pain and roared, soared into the air, and kicked at Xiao He. His eyes were full of resentment, and he didn't even care about the wound on his broken arm. And Silver made a heavy sword slash at Xiao He at the same time. Xiao He sneered, turned sideways, grabbed the black envoy and kicked him in the thigh, dragged it forward, and sent it to the silver envoy under the heavy sword.

Seeing the black envoy's thigh appear under his sword, the silver envoy was shocked, and tried hard to withdraw the heavy sword, but it was too late. Flutter. A black thigh rises into the air. The black envoy fell to the ground, Xiao He turned around, and stepped on the black envoy's neck suddenly, clicking. Hei broke his neck, looked at Xiao He with a look of fear, blood foam spurted from his mouth, and he died at Xiao He's hand.

The silver envoy roared, and the heavy sword swept towards Xiao He, Xiao He's folding fan was raised, horizontal in front of him, and collided with the heavy sword, and the silver envoy only felt that what he had cut was not a folding fan, but a mountain peak, thick and calm, unshakable. This is the difference in strength!

Xiao He chuckled, his fingers poked out, his thumb and index finger pinched the sword body, and said softly: The silver envoy heavy sword, the top 100 above the rivers and lakes, I believe that there are not a few souls who die on this sword.

Xiao He spoke calmly, but the strength on his fingers had increased.

Silver made his forehead sweat, and he held the hilt of the heavy sword with both hands, and with all his strength, he was actually inferior to Xiao He's two fingers. I was shocked in my heart, this Xiao He was hidden so deeply, and his skill had reached such a point, and he couldn't make an inch of it with two fingers.