The chaotic sound of horses' hooves was like the sound of drums, and the loud sound woke up the still sleeping village. Hundreds of rustic villagers panicked out of their nests and found their homes being invaded by a group of bandits with their faces covered. They shrunk their bodies and watched all this in horror, seeing the war horses galloping through the path, seeing the bacon hanging in front of their houses being picked away with a knife, and seeing the small fence with guinea fowl in captivity being kicked by the tall war horses, scaring a group of fat guinea fowl to run around, and the chicken feathers flew wildly for a while.

"What are you robbers going to do, stop me!" The old village chief waved his cane, which was more than a meter long, pulled at his hoarse throat, and staggered towards the war horse that Wei Dadong was riding.

"Herod!"

Wei Dadong's war horse under his crotch was hit on the buttocks with a stick, and he was immediately frightened, jumped up suddenly, and threw Wei Dadong, who was riding on its back, and threw out a few sausages and bacon that he was originally carrying.

The butt pier fell straight onto the stone road, that feeling is not easy to say compared to anything, and Wei Dadong is naturally no exception. He rubbed his buttocks, stood up, looked at the menacing old man in front of him fiercely, and said viciously in the half-baked general language of the road: "Dead old man, let me tell you, his grandmother's knowledge, if I hadn't seen that you were an old man, I would have fucking slashed you!"

The villagers were speechless.

In the center of the village, the traversers who had looted the entire village of food gathered together, and brought a variety of strange things, such as baked cakes, dry bread, sausages, bacon, ham, etc., basically except for food.

Zhang Yuan sighed helplessly, as a junior officer in the interstellar era who was nourished by various delicacies, it was really torture to ask him to gnaw on these strange foods.

In contrast, You Nanzhe and the others were a little excited, they had eaten the high-energy bar for more than two weeks, and the birds had already faded out of their mouths, and now they were already very satisfied with these meat supplements.

After counting the food grabbed, the crowd cheered. Fu Baichen whistled, stuffed a piece of black bread that was a little charred into his mouth, and didn't care about the amazing hardness of this black bread, so he bit it on the spot.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

Fu Baichen fell down from his horse hard, and the fist-sized stone was so resting that he almost lost his breath. In front of his chest, a feathered arrow, still trembling slightly, proudly spoke of its exploits.

"Enemy Attack Alert!"

With a terrible roar, the traversers, who had already cooperated tacitly, rolled off their horses at the same time, patted the horse's belly, and let the war horse lie in wait and act as a cover. Remove the gun, load the bullets, turn off the safety, calibrate the star, and aim at the surroundings.

Dr. Jack and Q19 jumped out, and their movements were extremely agile like apes dragging Fu Baichen, who had been hit by the arrow, back. As soon as he pulled out the arrow, a stream of blood flew out. "There was no damage to the internal organs, a small area of capillary rupture, the depth of the wound was 3.2 cm, and the injury was minor. A string of data crossed the Q19 tactical mirror, he raised his right arm, and a white mist shot into the wound on Fu Baichen's chest, and a second later, the cold medical foam overflowed. Taking off Fu Baichen's coat, Dr. Jack picked up a roll of bandages and wrapped the wound with his hands and feet.

"Ahem, cough, I'm!" Fu Baichen coughed twice, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and patted his chest happily: "Ge Laozi, almost hung the ball!"

More than 600 meters away, on the White Wolf Mountain, a woman who covered her cheek with her collar put away her longbow: "No, the distance is too far, and the power and accuracy of the arrows are too weakened, and it is difficult to kill people." A middle-aged man in a priest's robe next to him looked at her indifferently, stared at her for a while, then turned around and said, "Implement the second step plan, surround them, and don't let anyone go!"

"Yes! A dozen men with the emblem of the Temple of Light pinned to their chests nodded in unison, then drew their weapons and rushed towards the small village below the mountain.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, donor, stabbing people in the back, this kind of thing is not very good. A long sword glowing with white light suddenly appeared in front of the dozen or so people, blocking their way. Xiao Baitu fell from the air with a smile, his expression was elegant, like an immortal, he flicked his fingers: "Hundred Sword Array!" While talking and laughing, a 'Zhuxian Sword' was divided into a hundred long swords, surrounding a group of people, and the sword blade that flashed with cold light made people shudder.

The middle-aged priest Zierland's eyes burst out: "The Mithril Sword! is actually purer than the 'Salvation of the God of Light'!" he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha, this belongs to the light, filthy intruder, hand over the divine sword in your hand, so that you can be cleansed, otherwise, I will purify you on behalf of the great God of Light." ”

Xiao Baitu: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, it seems that the efficiency of this world is very low, didn't your boss tell you that I am a guest?"

"What guest, you are an intruder, an evil plane invader, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hand over the Excalibur in your hand, I can represent the great God of Light and forgive you for your crimes. He continued his shameless deception.

Xiao Baitu: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable child, you are sick and have to be cured." ”

Zillans: "?"

"I said you are sick and you have to be cured!" Xiao Baitu's forehead was bruised, his body swept over like a ghost, his fingers flicked, and he wiped his throat with a light sword, and the light rune only supported it for less than 0.1 seconds before it was easily broken through by the sword blade made of titanium alloy.

Zierlans looked at him in astonishment, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only make a muffled sound from his throat, followed by a lack of oxygen, his lungs spasmed, and he fell to the ground with wild convulsions, and a light magic was applied to the wound, but he suddenly found that the magic that could usually pull the dead back from the death line suddenly didn't work, and no matter how he used his divine power, he couldn't bridge the small incision. Xiao Baitu stepped on his face and crushed it: "Paralyzed, Dao Ye didn't want to open the killing ring, you stupid fork has to do it, don't you say you're cheap?!"

Not far away, the woman who saw this scene jumped violently, and brought a hexagonal crystal the size of a thumb to her mouth: "There is a strong attack master in the intruder team! With that, he crushed the delicate crystals, and the broken crystals turned into dust, which drifted in the air and dispersed.

Catching a glimpse of this woman's small movements, Xiao Baitu grinned and pinched a trick: "Formation!"