Tao Fang was walking towards the large ranch with Tian Bule, when a woman's cry suddenly came from the half-human-high grass in front of him.

Tian Bule was suddenly shocked: Who would openly bully a woman in this Wujia ranch. He hurriedly rode his horse in the direction where the cry came from, and it was too late for Tao Fang to stop him.

He rode to the top of a hill and was stunned by the sight.

I saw a woman like a flower and jade being pressed on the grass by a nobleman in brocade, and her shirt was torn all the way to her chest, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. She was delicate and incoherent, never more than eighteen years old, and her delicate face like a melon seed could not be seen without any blemishes, and her perfect contours were as if they were naturally sculpted.

The woman was wantonly played by the noble son in brocade, but she didn't dare to resist, just cried.

More than a dozen samurai sat around, smiling and laughing at the heinous atrocity. Among them was the little white-faced Lian Jin, whose eyes were staring at the woman, as if he was about to flow down.

At this time, Tao Fang caught up with Tian Bule and persuaded: "Son, don't worry about it, the son of the young master of our family, Wu Yanwei, he has always been arrogant and arrogant, and the people below dare to be angry and dare not speak." The woman's name was Shu'er, and she was a famous beauty that King Yan gave to her master, the nobles of Yan Kingdom. ”

Tian Bule was stunned and said, "Isn't the Zhao State at war with the Yan State?"

Tao Fang smiled proudly and said, "Childe, I'm afraid I don't understand." If it weren't for the war, how could Yan Wangxi be willing to send such a moving virgin, because of the defeat in the war, he wanted to use this great gift to touch the master's heart, and hoped that the master would say a few kind words in front of our king. Hey, since Shu'er was sent, Young Master Yanwei has been begging the young master to give her to him, but the young master has not agreed. It seems that he is going to make a bow to the overlord this time, and he is going to cut it first and then play. ”

Tian Bule secretly sighed that she was a poor woman again, and she was given away like a commodity. Even for a noble woman, the fate is just as tragic.

At this time, Wu Yanwei had just pulled out of Shu'er's skirt and wanted to take off Shu'er's skirt.

Tian Bule knew that if he stopped it, he would inevitably offend Wu Yanwei, and the best way now was to turn the horse's head, when he didn't see anything. But as a person who has accepted modern concepts, how can he sit on the sidelines like this? Tian Bule's heart was crossed, and he shouted: "Stop!" As he spoke, he grabbed his horseback and rushed to Wu Yanwei and the others.

Lian Jin had already discovered Tian Bule, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at Tian Bule coldly, then approached Wu Yanwei and said a few words. I don't know what Lian Jin said, Wu Yanwei was furious when he heard it, and said, "Stop him for me, I want to teach this little prodigal hoof a lesson in front of him." ”

When those samurai saw Tian Bule rushing over, they jumped up and drew their long swords. These warriors are used to following Wu Yanwei, and even Tian Bule will not take it seriously. And Lian Jin was so tidy, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, watching coldly. He deliberately provoked the impulse of Tian Bule and Wu Yanwei, just to create a rift between the Wu family and Tian Bule. Once the two families are not in harmony, Wu Yanfang will be his.

Tian Bule saw these warriors rushing towards him with long swords and murderous spirits, and knew that conflict was inevitable. He sighed and drew his dragon sword. The snow bright sword body shone with dazzling light, and it made a buzzing sound in Tian Bule's hand. At this moment, his heart was filled with a divine sense of justice, and this feeling actually resonated with the Dragon Yin Sword. Tian Bule took advantage of the opponent's unstable position, rode into the group of warriors, grabbed the blind corner where one of them's long sword was out of reach, and kicked the opponent in the chest. The samurai was kicked and flew backwards, knocking over several people in a row.

He let out a long howl, and his voice was heard far and wide in the grassland. Then the sword spun at will, and unleashed an increasingly proficient dragon-descending sword technique, slashing at the sword of the samurai who was attacking from the right. With the strength of his horse, his sword weighed a thousand pounds.

"When!", the man's tiger burst, and before the long sword fell to the ground, he kicked him in the face, screamed, and fell to the ground with his face covered.

At this time, he was still more than ten steps away from Wuyanwei, and Lian Jin saw that Tian Bule was unstoppable, and attacked with twelve warriors like wolves and tigers.

Wu Yanwei looked at the battle circle and wanted to continue to possess Shu'er as if provocatively.

Seeing this, Tian Bule was so angry that he almost breathed fire, swept a sword, blocked the six swords that came up, and then the sword changed, and swept through the thousands of troops with one move, repelling all the people in front. Then* the horse leaped and flew over the heads of the samurai.

The war horses were jubilant and galloped towards Uyanwei. Where did Wu Yanwei think that his subordinates, who were usually as vicious as wolves, would be so vulnerable, he hurriedly got up and rolled to the side.

Tian Bule didn't care about Wu Yanwei, stopped his war horse, and looked at Shu'er on the ground. Shu'er also looked at Tian Bule on the horse at the same time. The two looked at each other like an electric shock, and their bodies trembled at the same time.

Shu'er stared at Tian Bule on the white horse with a pair of beautiful eyes with tears, and muttered: "Oh my God, I dreamed last night that a prince riding a white horse saved me from this boundless abyss, is it the one in front of me?"

Tian Bule, who was riding on a white horse, smiled at Shu'er, with an incomparably bright sunny smile on his face, as if he was the embodiment of justice. This smile made Shu'er's mouth even more so, forgetting that her snow-white and delicate straight breasts were completely exposed to Tian Bule's condescending gaze.

Tian Bule leaned down, stretched out his arm, and said, "Come up." No one will dare to bully you in the future. ”

Shu'er laughed, even though she still had tears on her face. This is a happy smile, and her originally gloomy life has finally opened a window again.

Tian Bule pulled Shu'er onto the horse, held it in his arms, held the dragon sword, and stood with his head held high.

Wu Yanwei and Lian Jin glared angrily with more than a dozen warriors. Uyanwei roared angrily, "Kill this man for me, and then capture the slut alive." No, the men keep it too. I'm going to rape the little slut first and then ...... in front of this man."

Tian Bule looked at Wu Yanwei coldly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, he really had murderous intentions towards Wu Yanwei. Even if you break with the Wu family, you will not hesitate to do so. Wu Yanwei met Tian Bule's gaze, and wanted to continue to make a big noise, but he felt trembling all over, only to feel that his whole body seemed to be unable to move, and a terrible feeling of death enveloped his heart. (http：／/.）。

No one noticed Wu Yanwei's abnormality, and Lian Jinzheng led all the warriors to surround the Tianbu Orchestra. A big war is on the verge of breaking out.

Tian Bule put Shu'er on the back of the horse and rode the horse slowly in the direction of Lian Jin.

The horse's hooves sounded softly, and the samurai couldn't help but retreat under the powerful momentum of Tian Bule. Only Lian Jin can still insist.

"Kill!"

Lian Jin shouted violently and rushed towards Tian Bule. He didn't expect that in just a few days, Tian Bule's strength had more than doubled, and such a speed of progress made him feel desperate.

Lian Jin knew that he had to fight Tian Bule, otherwise he would live in the shadow of Tian Bule for the rest of his life. He wanted to resist, and his strong strength allowed him to break through the powerful aura that Tian Bule exuded that was as impenetrable as mercury.

Tian Bule said softly to Shu'er: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Shu'er nodded, and obediently fell into Tian Bule's arms.

The horse neighed, and Tian Bule flew up and stood on the horse's back. He and Lian Jin were already facing each other, their eyes exchanged.

"Meteor chasing the moon!"

Lian Jin's body jumped into the air, and with a shake of his long sword, he stabbed at Tian Bule. Tian Bulelong's sword swung forward, and with a clear sound of "Qiang!", the shadow of the Jin sword dispersed, shrunk and spit out, turning into another sword flower, chasing after it like a meteor.

The dragon sword in Tian Bule's hand accurately hit Lian Jin's sword, and a huge force forced Lian Jin to fall from mid-air.

Tian Bule sneered, and did not chase after him. Lian Jin was about to bully himself again, when a coquettish voice came: "Stop!"