Yang Han is telling the truth.

However, in the eyes of the black-clothed house slaves, it was a completely different feeling.

Provocation!

Undisguised provocation!

Torches were planted on the ground.

A group of black-clothed house slaves pounced on Yang Han like hungry wolves.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

At the same time, in the shadows behind Yang Han, there were two coquettish voices.

Liu Rou and Jian Shu each held a sword and killed together.

Qi Zhi hesitated for a moment, then joined the fight.

"Be careful, they still have accomplices!"

"Haha. This woman is the remnant of the Jane family!"

"The head of the house has a saying, capture the lady alive, reward a thousand taels of gold, ten horses of silk, and three maids. Capture her alive, and we will go together to receive the reward. ”

"I know this man, he is a servant of the Jane family. ”

"Haha, they actually took the initiative to send it to the door. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. ”

The moment they saw Jian Shu and Qi Zhi, the black-clothed house slaves were like hungry wolves who smelled the smell of meat, and bursts of essence appeared in their eyes.

"Surround the four of them, and don't let anyone slip through the net. ”

"Let's get rid of the two people from Canglan Academy first. ”

Some people judged the situation and gave orders one after another.

For a while, the killing moves suddenly rose, like a downpour, and the killing moves were divided into two large and small strands, a large number of killing moves rushed to Yang Han, and a small group of killing moves rushed to Liu Rou.

Yang Han and Liu Rou attracted almost all the firepower, and Jian Shu and Qi Zhi were only surrounded by black-clothed house slaves, but there was no danger to their lives.

The killing moves of the black-clothed house slaves came one after another, and Yang Han was like a mountain peak in the storm, allowing the wind and rain to hit, he did not move.

Call!

Call!

Call!

A huge white bone mace in his hand, rolling up gusts of wind.

Yang Han didn't care what kind of fierce and vicious moves the black-clothed house slave rushed over, and what kind of tricky and strange weapons he used.

Regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, Yang Han didn't look at it, he smashed it all with a stick.

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

......

The knife is coming, the knife is broken!

The sword is coming, the sword is broken!

Punch it!

Golden Light Iron Head Gong!

Among the black-clothed house slaves of the Qiao family, there was actually one person who practiced a strange exercise, called Jinguang Iron Head Gong.

A golden head comparable to a rock, at this moment, it was like a siege vehicle coming at extreme speed, slamming into Yang Han fiercely.

The white-bone mace in Yang Han's hand did not hesitate, no matter what he was, he accepted it all.

I saw a stick smashed down, and the void trembled, like a bronze bell in an ancient temple in the deep mountains being struck, and in the blink of an eye, blood splashed, and the golden light cracked.

The black-clothed house slave who cultivated the Golden Light Iron Head Skill was directly knocked out of his head by Yang Han with a stick.

However, an even more powerful force came back, causing Yang Han's arm to be numb for a while, and he almost couldn't hold the white bone mace in his hand.

"What kind of golden light and iron head is this, it is really not a waste of fame. It is probably similar to the "Cotton Armor Gong" that I practiced, and it can reflect the power of some attacks. If all the black-clothed house slaves of the Qiao family practiced the Golden Light Iron Head Skill, even if the white bone mace could withstand it, I would not be able to knock it all the way. ”

Yang Han said secretly, the numbness in his arm gradually subsided at this time, he clenched the white bone mace again, and continued to sweep like a tiger like a flock.

At this point in the battle, only ten breaths have passed.

Although there were many black-clothed house slaves, at the same moment, there were only six of them who could really fight against Yang Han.

Not only can they not give full play to the strength of the crowd, but they contain each other because of the lack of tacit cooperation.

A group of black-clothed house slaves surrounded Yang Han with water that could not be cleared, and they did not have much room to dodge, so in the face of Yang Han's white-boned mace, they could only choose to fight hard.

Under the hard encounter, none of the black-clothed house slaves were Yang Han's opponents.

The white-bone mace smashed down in a circle, and Yang Han was like harvesting wheat, and the black-clothed house slaves fell down in pieces.

"Wheel Tactics!"

A black-clothed house slave did not kill the red eye, but shouted very calmly.

Hearing this, although a group of black-clothed house slaves still surrounded Yang Han and Liu Rou, they obviously distanced themselves.

And every moment, only one person unleashed a fierce killing move, attacking them.

After one person finished shooting, in another unexpected direction, another black-clothed house slave would immediately attack. Not only that, the battle circle surrounding Yang Han and Liu Rou is still slowly turning, just like a wheel in action.

Yang Han and Liu Rou each became the axis of a wheel.

As soon as the wheel tactics of the black-clothed house slaves came out, Liu Rou immediately felt the pressure of the battle multiply.

Even if she took the first move, she couldn't have predicted where the next killing move would suddenly burst out. Liu Rou had no choice but to raise the twelve points of spirit to be on guard.

That's the power of the wheel tactics!

The black-clothed house slaves could exhaust Liu Rou's strength without making a single move. If they suddenly make a killing move from time to time, they can perform miraculous feats repeatedly, making Liu Rou tired of defense.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it is impossible for Liu Rou to keep twelve points of spirit on guard all the time.

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to Yang Han and Liu Rou.

The Qiao family's wheel tactics are really not simple!

Liu Rouxing's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and the long sword in her hand trembled slightly, letting out a soft groan. It seems to be roaring, and it seems to be worrying about the master.

Bite!

A sword light suddenly slashed over, and Liu Rou raised her sword to meet it.

The blade collided with the blade, and a fierce spark erupted.

The spark flashed, and suddenly another iron chain shot out like a poisonous snake behind Liu Rou.

"Hurry!"

I saw that Liu Rou's eyes were cold, and the sword in his hand turned stars, but he could only block this blow.

The three-foot sword body was bent into a bow, and the apex of the bow slammed into Liu Rou's waist.

Hiss!

A strong force was transmitted through the sword body, and Liu Rou couldn't help but frown under the pain, and gasped deeply.

Yang Han himself was in the wheel battle, so he could naturally appreciate its power. At this moment, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of what happened to Liu Rou, and his heart couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

If he can hold on, it doesn't mean that Liu Rou can also do it.

Time must not be delayed.

It's a must!

The situation was critical, but Yang Han's mind became calmer and calmer.

"Haha. He actually gave up his resistance and attacked quickly! However, let's not mess up our own positions. ”

"In the face of our wheel war, he is already desperate. ”

"Haha. The men were killed, and the women were captured alive. ”

The black-clothed house slaves thought they had seized the opportunity, and one attack after another hit like a storm, but Yang Han just tried his best to dodge, neither fighting back nor parrying.

At this time, the black-clothed house slaves couldn't understand Yang Han's true purpose in doing this at all.

Yang Han wouldn't explain it to them.

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