As soon as these words came out, everyone in the caravan was shocked, and they were really afraid of something. The grass bandits are notorious, and they have long been spread far away in the grassland, and I have never heard that the grass bandits' subordinates have left a living mouth. At that moment, more than a dozen people's hands and feet trembled slightly, and the muscles on their faces trembled unconsciously.

Bayar was not afraid of danger, and took a step forward and said: "Uncles, we have no grievances in the past, and no hatred in the near future, all you want is these belongings behind us." The small one is willing to honor half of the merchant goods to you, and the remaining half will be shipped to the Central Plains, which can be regarded as an explanation to the employer. ”

The leader of the grass bandits snorted, and his tone was relaxed: "Under our brothers' hands, there has never been a living mouth. Because the dead don't want to keep half of it!"

As soon as the words fell, the grass bandits rushed in all directions like a wind, and the scimitar in his hand made a heart-shaking arc and whined.

The next moment, eight or nine out of ten people on the outskirts of the caravan fell to the ground, and a massacre began.

Bayar commanded and shouted in the center of the caravan, trying to organize an effective resistance, but the grass bandits were well-trained and highly skilled in martial arts, and how could these guards with a few hands and three-legged cat kung fu be opponents. But with a bowl of mare's milk wine, everyone in the caravan was about to be slaughtered.

When the grass bandits launched a charge, Wang Yue was already frightened and stupid, in his short life of more than ten years, when had he ever seen a living person being killed like chopping melons and vegetables.

He watched as the people around him were beheaded, their chests cut open, their arms cut off, their faces purring and rolling to their feet, their blood flowing, and their two black hole-like eyes staring at him in a bloody stain!

Dead Man!-Dead Man!-Dead Man!-Dead Man!-

A burst of screams erupted in Wang Yue's mind, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't say anything, and all he could see was blood, dark red blood. His headache seemed to explode, and blood was pouring out of his head. He didn't know that his eyes were already blood-red at this time, and it seemed that countless blood would shoot out of them in the next moment.

In the blink of an eye, the caravan had almost been killed, and only Bayar and the last few guards were still struggling to hold on. The leader of the grass bandits whistled and prepared to launch a final charge, and the robbers on horseback quickly lined up again to form a charging formation.

Bayar watched them form a sharp triangular formation in a few breaths, and each of them was distributed in the triangular formation according to the most reasonable position, and the well-trained faction suddenly understood something, and shouted with red eyes: "You are not ordinary grass bandits! You are soldiers!"

The leader of the grass bandits looked at him coldly: "You old man is not stupid. Yes, the general was originally a personal soldier under the Mughal Great Khan. ”

"The Great Khan's own soldiers! A dignified and upright teacher! Why do you want to do the act of killing people and stealing goods!"

"Emperor Hongwu of Great Xia has beaten the Mughal army to pieces, we people have long been unable to find a place to belong, hidden in this grassland, of course we have to find a way to make a living, who cares if we live or die?"

Bayar originally hoped that the other party would take into account the identity of the soldier and leave the lives of his own people, but as for the property, he had long dared not dare to leave even a little bit of it. However, listening to what the other party said, it was clear that he had no scruples, and it seemed that his people were destined to be hopeless tonight.

He felt sorry for Wang Yue, this strange young man suddenly appeared here, said a few words to himself, and after a meal, he was going to bury them. He wanted to say sorry to Wang Yue, but when he looked at Wang Yue, he realized that something seemed wrong with the other party at the moment.

Wang Yue had a terrible headache, he couldn't stand for a long time, he squatted on the ground and trembled all over, his hands held his head tightly, and he let out a muffled roar like a beast, and in the burden he was carrying, something seemed to be shining.

The next moment, the grass bandit gave the order to charge again, and the triangle formation launched the final sprint, Bayar had no time to look at Wang Yue again, "I will pull a few pads to die today!" He gave the last order of his life, leading the last few of his men to rush towards the grass bandits.

Suddenly, there was a terrifying roar behind him, and Bayard only felt a gust of wind blowing, as if something was rushing past him. The next moment, he found that the gust of wind was brought up by Wang Yue - at this time, Wang Yue had already rushed to the front of the grass bandit formation, and the speed was many times faster than the war horse.

This is going to die!

Bayar was in a hurry and opened his mouth to call him back, but Wang Yue ignored it and rushed forward in a daze. But the next moment, Bayar's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Before the grass bandits' spearhead knocked down Wang Yue, he jumped up, several feet high, and when he fell, he had already straddled the head of the grass bandit's horse, the grass bandit was not alarmed, the scimitar spun rapidly, and wanted to cut off Wang Yue's head, but when the scimitar was about to hit it, he felt that his shoulder was grabbed violently!

The grass bandit raised his head in shock, and met a pair of blood-colored pupils!

Wang Yue's hands grabbed the other party's shoulders and pulled hard, only to hear a tearing sound, and the flesh and blood of the grass bandit was torn apart like a piece of tissue paper!

Blood spurted out, splashing Wang Yue's face, and in the shocking howl, he licked the plasma on the side of his lips with his tongue, and a roar overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the sweet breath of blood seemed to make him even more excited. Countless pages suddenly scattered in the baggage behind him, flying around him and whirling, and countless light patterns faintly flowed on the paper, which looked indescribably strange in the dark night.

The next moment, I saw Wang Yue jump up from the horse's head and fall towards the other horse like wind and thunder, tearing the grass bandit on the other horse in half as well. However, in an instant, five or six grass bandits had already been sent to the western sky by him, and for a while they could only hear the creaking sound of tearing, which made people frightened in the dark night.

And as he killed more and more people, the blood was filled, and the pages flying around him became more and more bright.

All this happened almost only in an instant, Bayar had already stopped, looked at Wang Yue who was like a ghost in front of him, and said stupidly: "Immortal God, have you seen it, this is the devil!" The subordinates behind him were shocked and speechless when they saw such a murderous scene, and some of them had already bent over and vomited.

Even if the leader of the grass bandits was fierce, he had never seen such a scene. Suddenly, I felt a cold breath rising from the soles of my feet and running down my back into my lungs.

Seeing that there were still people and horses here, and there was only a thin boy on the other side, the leader of the grass bandits suppressed the cold in his heart, his expression twisted, he raised his knife and said fiercely: "Brothers, go on!"

As he spoke, he urged his horse up from the middle of the formation, and he had the highest martial arts among the grass bandits, and he tried to kill this strange boy who suddenly appeared with his own strength that dominated the grassland. However, before the blade reached Wang Yue, those flying pieces of paper had already attached to the wall of his knife, and those pieces of paper seemed to have an extremely strong stickiness, and the leader of the grass bandits tried to swing the knife, but the knife became as if it weighed a thousand catties, so that he almost couldn't lift his hand!

At this time, Wang Yue had already jumped on his horse, and the leader of the grass bandits was horrified in his heart, and he exclaimed, with an indescribable panic in his voice, and the next moment, only the sound of his sternum cracking sounded, and he had been torn in half!

Wang Yue was confused at this time, his headache was splitting, and his eyes were about to drip blood, he actually didn't know anything, he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only vaguely feel that there were a few vague figures rushing towards him, and he knew by instinct that those people were his enemies, and there seemed to be an inexplicable fierce aura in his chest, and his hands rose and fell, and he was wrecked.

The battle didn't last long, and in a short time, all the grass bandits were reduced to pieces of flesh scattered all over the ground. In the blood mist, Wang Yue stood in place, his mouth kept making a sound, his back was undulating, and he was gasping violently.

Bayar slowly approached him with his men, and said carefully, "Young man, are you alright?"

Wang Yue turned his head suddenly, his face was covered with blood, his eyes swept over with infinite killing intent, the blood was terrifying, he grinned silently, fangs had already grown in his mouth, Bayar was scared half to death, and the next moment, Wang Yue's hands had already grabbed his shoulders!

"Don't ......" Bayard only had time to exhale this sentence before he was torn in half!

Wang Yue's heart was full of anger, and his hands did not stop, and in just a few breaths, there were no living people in the sea of blood.

Suddenly a thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and another figure appeared beside Wang Yue, he instinctively grabbed it with his backhand, but instead of successfully grabbing the other party's shoulders, he was restrained by someone's wrist.

"Demon dare!" the man shouted, he was wearing an indigo cloth shirt, a square scarf on his head, and a lock of black beard, it was the dean of the Guozijian - San Yisheng.