The three palm qi were like comets, one after another, wave after wave, rushing towards Fan Xiaoqi's body.

Fan Xiaoqi was finally unable to dodge anymore, and three light blue powerful palm qi hit Fan Xiaoqi's body fiercely. Fan Xiaoqi felt a sharp pain like a knife cutting and burning from all over his body. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, screamed a few times, spat blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Yan Bing saw that the prisoner had been subdued by himself, and while wiping the palm of the hand that had just been exercised, he shouted majestically in a commanding tone: "Come out, tie up this prisoner, and escort him back to the city." ”

As soon as the words fell, more than thirty soldiers wearing battle armor and holding sharp blades immediately came out of the grass next to them. After they appeared, they immediately saluted Yan Bing, and respectfully said in unison: "Yes!"

Then, two of the soldiers, who were particularly tall and strong, quickly walked up to Fan Xiaoqi and tied him up with a sturdy rope. At this time, Yan Bing slowly walked in front of Fan Xiaoqi and ripped off the 'fake beard' he was glued to his chin. Then, with a contemptuous smile, he patted his face and said sarcastically: "This beard is good, it suits you." ”

Fan Xiaoqi endured the pain and stared at Yan Bing fiercely.

"Take it away!" Yan Bing gestured to the two soldiers who were escorting him, pointed to the woods next to him, and said.

Immediately, two tall soldiers pressed his shoulders and walked deeper into the woods. The others surrounded the three men and followed them deeper into the woods.

Fan Xiaoqi was in unbearable pain and was constantly pushed forward by two tall soldiers, and his thoughts kept rolling in his heart.

It's over, it's over. When they arrested me back, I am afraid that they will not cut me with a thousand knives, but also put me in the oil pot. Hey, I was just kidnapped and traveled to this ancient prehistoric continent for some reason, and I'm going to die here in just a few days. It's really infuriating and ridiculous to think about it!

Goodbye, Mom and Dad, and Zhang Keke. In the next life, if there is a next life, I will be your son again, and I will continue to chase the person I want to chase the most......

The group escorted Fan Xiaoqi and walked cautiously towards the way back to the city. To be on the safe side, they didn't choose to take the wide road, but kept walking slowly through the forest path.

Despite this, good fortune does not seem to have taken care of them for their prudence. About two miles after escorting the prisoner on, there was a faint inexplicable noise from the depths of the woods.

Yan Bing and several people with keen hearing in the escort team quickly became alert to this voice. Immediately, Yan Bing gestured to the soldiers, signaling everyone to stop advancing. The soldiers quickly followed Yan Bing's instructions, stopped, and drew their sharp blades one after another, taking a defensive posture. They hid as far as they could in the potholes, among the trees, and beside the rocks.

Then, Yan Bing quickly came to Fan Xiaoqi, trying to force him to hide next to a boulder next to him. But at this moment, two daggers with cold light flew towards the ice lightning in the depths of the woods.

Yan Bing hurriedly dodged and dodged. Then, with a few waves of his arms, he motioned for the three soldiers standing in front of him to attack the enemy in the woods who had already been exposed. And he took this opportunity to pull Fan Xiaoqi to quickly hide next to the boulder next to him.

Just as three soldiers, armed with steel knives, cautiously tried to advance towards the invisible enemy in the depths of the woods. In the depths of the woods, five or six steel darts flew in the cold, heading straight for the three soldiers. The three soldiers then fell to the end.

While the three soldiers were wounded to the end, the enemies hidden in the woods rushed out from all directions and rushed towards the escort procession.

Yan Bing quickly looked around, and found that all of them rushed out of the woods, dressed in black, holding steel knives, and wearing hats. There were about forty of them, and all of them were fierce and fierce, and they had already overwhelmed their soldiers in terms of momentum.

But Yan Bing is an iron-like man, and he will never retreat lightly because the situation is unfavorable. After quickly seeing the form, he commanded his soldiers to move closer to him, centering on the large rock beside him, and forming a circle back to back. In this way, the favorable terrain is taken advantage of, and the danger of being exposed to the enemy is also avoided.

Soon, more than forty masked people like talented wolves and hungry tigers had already rushed in front of the circle formed by the soldiers.

"Don't be afraid, we are steel walls that cannot be defeated, and we will kill as many as they come. Yan Bing spoke loudly to the soldiers in a fierce voice.

Under this encouragement, the soldiers also seemed to have woken up from their timidity just now, and they were all in high spirits, mighty with swords, and bravely resisted the stubborn enemy.

Despite this, the opponent is superior in terms of numbers, momentum, and combat power. 'Ping Pong!Pong!Pong...... The soldiers fought fiercely and fearlessly with their sharp blades in their hands, and the masked men who were as fierce as tigers and wolves. Yan Bing's eyes were quick and fast, and towards the gap in the circle that was about to be broken away by the masked man, he swooped left and right, waving his hands, and constantly sent out a powerful light blue shock wave to the black-faced man who was about to rush in, trying to turn the tide.

But the most important thing is that the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, and the soldiers cannot withstand the onslaught of the fierce masked men, and they fall one after another. The circle of siege of the soldiers grew smaller and smaller, and less than half of the men remained.

Although Fan Xiaoqi was lying on the ground at this time, he was as flustered and nervous as the soldiers. Because, although the masked man was attacking, he was going to send him to behead the soldiers for public display. But he didn't understand what the masked man's intentions were. Are they here to rescue him? Or do they want to kidnap him? Or do they want to kill him? Besides, these masked people are dressed up quite similar to the two cold-blooded killers wearing hats the day before yesterday, and they are not good people.

Just when the soldiers were desperate in their hearts, Yan Bing's hearts were flustered, and Fan Xiaoqi's hearts were in chaos, a hurried footsteps sounded in the depths of the woods. After a while, the footsteps grew louder and louder, mixed with a menacing shout of 'Kill......

The masked men and the soldiers stopped their weapons and looked in the direction of the source. I saw a group of mighty and murderous soldiers dressed similarly to the soldiers, waving the long and short weapons in their hands, shouting and rushing towards the direction of their fierce fight.