Wu Jian picked up the broken knife and stood outside the house. Behind him, Lingyun's eight horsemen were also neatly draped, leading horses and holding knives, and looked coldly at the villagers who were constantly surrounding.

Fortunately, Wu Gen would arrange people to guard every night, requiring the soldiers to stay with him and take care of his horses, so the eight horsemen would gather so quickly.

Under the bright light of the torches, Zhang Daochang, who had a gloomy face, held a copper pestle in his hand, and a row of villagers stood beside him.

Wu Yan glanced at the people behind him and signaled to get ready, "Patriarch Zhang, what do you mean by this." ”

"Wu Gan, you bewitch the young and strong in my clan, follow you to participate in the anti-thief, the old man of the Black Tower already knows about this, Feishu asked me to wait to take you down, and the cavalry is rushing here. I advise you to tie your hands and take it away, so that you will not suffer in vain. Zhang Zongchang surrounded the villagers on all sides and replied proudly.

"How did the Heta family know, but you told the secret." Wu Gen said coldly.

"Why do you need me to tell you, Master Heita already knows your whereabouts, so Feishu ordered me to take you down and wait." Zhang Zongchang shook his head again and again, and looked at Wu Yan with disdain, "The army is coming, you have nowhere to escape, it is better to descend as soon as possible." ”

Wu Gen couldn't help sneering, "Zhang Zongchang, it seems that you are determined to be a dog." In that case, why are we allowed to recruit people here? ”

"That's just a delaying ploy to stabilize you, otherwise, how can you stay in the village obediently, waiting for the people of the old man's family to come here." Zhang Zongchang's face was calm, and he looked confident.

Wu Yan glanced at it, Zhang Wuyang and the others were not in the crowd, and he knew in his heart that these people were either controlled, or they regretted it, and they were embarrassed to come here.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yan turned over and got on his horse, and the eight horsemen behind him also held their swords.

Slowly pulled out the knife, and the blade pointed directly at the crowd opposite, "Zhang Daochang, you are also a human race." Get out of the way, otherwise the knife will be ruthless and harm the lives of their peers. ”

At such a short distance, the cavalry simply could not rush up. Although the Lingyun Eight Cavalry is strong and well-equipped, after all, the time for forming an army is still short. These people have been getting along day and night for a long time, and Wu Gan is reluctant to let these young men die here. Today's situation is dangerous, and only by taking the lead in charging can it be possible to fight a bloody way.

"Wu Gan, don't forget, there are many people in my two villages who have cultivation, and if they really fight, it's really hard to say who will live or die. As long as you are willing to surrender, I can intercede with the old man of the Black Tower and let your men stay in Liangqi Village. As for you, it can only be up to creation. Zhang Daochang said coldly, and the copper pestle in his hand glowed with white light.

"Hehe, Zhang Daochang, you have been filthy for a long time, and you would rather be like a pig and a dog, you have lost the foundation of being a man. But remember that there are still people in the world who do not want to live in filth. As he spoke, Wu Yan pointed his blade, "Eight horses, follow me." ”

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and Wu Gan led people to slowly speed up and go straight to Zhang Daochang on the opposite side.

The villagers on the opposite side were obviously a little shaken, and this day, the village was full of discussions about this tailless thief, and some young people yearned for it, so that people's hearts fluctuated. Now seeing the other party's momentum, they all flinched a little.

The speed of the horse gradually increased, and Wu Yan shouted, "Eight horses, together." With the voice, a ripple appeared on Wu Gan's body, covering Ling Yun Baqi's body.

Strive for the inscription, of course Wu Gen will, tonight he is ready to use himself as the front and fight a bloody way.

Seeing that Wu Gen personally urged the inscription, Lingyun Baqi also knew that the time had come to work hard, hooked up the inscription in his body, and the nine people were one, pouring his own essence into Wu Gen alone.

"Kill." The eight people roared in unison, and the aggressive murderous aura was no less than that of hundreds of people. After many battles, although the cultivation of these young people is still a little unsatisfactory, this kind of killing intent sharpened in blood and fire is not comparable to these people who stay in the humble village.

Zhang Daochang's face changed sharply, and he shouted at the people around him: "Don't be afraid, there are few of them, and they use all the things they cultivate on weekdays." ”

As he spoke, the person first shook the copper pestle, and the copper pestle suddenly became more than a foot in size, and smashed it towards Wu Yan in the air. The villagers beside him also came to their senses, and they cast spells one after another, all kinds of fireballs, water arrows, quicksand and flying stones, and hula and lala.

It's just that the scene looks lively, but there is no discipline at all, and some even hit the open ground. Many spells with different attributes cancel each other out, and they have no potential, but they are not effective.

If these people are against the eight horsemen one-on-one, it will not be easy for the eight horsemen to win. However, there are more people, and compared with the eight horsemen who have been trained, the effect is much worse.

At this time, the nine people were one, like a half-unsheathed, revealing blade of a large knife.

Wu Yan held the knife in both hands and roared, "Chop." The broken knife burst out a three-zhang long black sword, hitting the copper pestle and tumbling and flying out of the village.

The momentum of the sword continued unabated, and it roared and fell towards the villagers in front of him. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Daochang quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and a small hill appeared above his head, with undulating peaks and valleys, lifelike, protecting himself and the villagers beside him.

The sword slashed heavily on the hill, and suddenly the brilliance flashed, and the rocks on the hill collapsed. A fissure appeared from top to bottom and stretched to the mountainside.

Zhang Daochang secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his hand was mostly used to suppress opponents on weekdays, but he didn't expect it to become a means of self-defense today.

For such a long time, although the tailless thief was famous, Wu Gan rarely made a move, so many people did not know his true cultivation.

Zhang Daochang also had contempt at first, but he didn't expect to find out that Wu Gan's sword skills were so strong. But fortunately, as long as you stop Wu Gen and his party today, the rest of the matter will be handled by the Heita family.

At this moment, a golden light flashed on Wu Gan's body, and the ripples connecting the nine people rippled sharply, and the knife momentum was three points heavier.

Crunch, the sword fell along the crack towards the bottom of the hill. Two insubstantial things, under the competition with each other, there was a tooth-sore grinding sound.

With a bang, the entire hill was cut in half. Zhang Daochang's face turned pale and he hurriedly jumped to the side. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered by a knife, and a long wound appeared.

Poof, because the spell was broken, Zhang Daochang finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The sword split through the hill and fell to the ground again, and a huge wave of air rolled and the villagers staggered, wailing and screaming in all directions, leaving a straight passage.

"Let's go." Wu Yan didn't dare to stay longer, urged his horse to dismount, and took the lead in running along the passage to the outside of the village.

There are many people on the other side, so don't fight here. There were still spells behind him, and the eight horsemen took off the sky-shaking bow, and the arrows shot towards the caster behind them, forcibly suppressing the opponent's attack.

"Don't fight." Seeing that he was out of the other party's encirclement, Zock shouted. Since Lingyun Eight Cavalry did not have such a cultivation as Wu Gan, and if the Blood Spirit Talisman was used too much, I was afraid that he would have to lose his combat power on the spot.

When he arrived at the gate of the village, he saw that the gate was closed, and Wu Jian was about to split it with a knife again. The two young men standing in front of the door did not stop them, and hurriedly rushed out to open the gate, signaling Wu Gen to hurry out of the village.

Wu Yan nodded at them and led the team to rush out of the gate of Liangqi Village.

As soon as he went out, Wu Yan didn't dare to stay longer, and the horses under him gradually accelerated, running towards the dark wilderness.

After walking less than two miles, Wu Jian only felt that the ground under his feet trembled a little, and his complexion couldn't help but change. This means that there are heavy horsemen coming towards them, and there are quite a few of them.

Sensing the direction of his opponent, Wu Qian turned his horse's head slightly, drew an arc, and ran away from the heavy horse.

On the right side of the forward direction, there were dotted torches, pushing towards Wu Gen and the others like waves. When these cavalrymen saw Wu Gen and the others, they directly divided more than 20 light cavalry and cut diagonally towards Wu Gan's running direction, trying to block the way of several people.

At this time, if Wu Yan wanted to avoid the encirclement of the other party, he had to turn the horse's head and flee in the direction of the left.

But a horse galloping at high speed, if it turns so vigorously, it is bound to have an unstable center of gravity, and in serious cases, it will hurt the horse's leg. And with such a turn, the speed will definitely be reduced.

Wu Yan waved his hand, signaling that the direction of the people behind him would not change, and the speed would not decrease, and he rushed towards the heavy cavalry that surrounded him.

The two teams ran in silence, and apart from the sound of horses' hooves and wheezing, no one made a sound, chasing each other in the dark night.

The horses of these cavalrymen were truly extraordinary, and they galloped for so long without slowing down. On the other hand, Wu Gan and these people, the horses under him are all plundered, and the sources are different, and the foot strength is still a little worse.

Finally, the more than 20 horsemen volleyed in place before Wu Gen broke through, just blocking the front of the nine horsemen, led by a strong man.

Wu Yan raised his knife again, preparing to cut a passage again, just as Fang had just done in the village.

The sword fell towards the other party, but the more than 20 people were not particularly panicked. The sturdy man in the lead snorted, and the long knife in his hand slashed, and a half-moon-shaped red sword appeared, roaring Wu Yan and the others to pounce.

The red and black swords collided, and the night was bright. The man snorted, his figure fell, but the few riders beside him took a few steps back.

Wu Gen is arm is a little numb, this man is also in the four realms, on par with himself, he just took advantage of the momentum of the horse's forward rush. Moreover, Wu Gan also found that these heavy cavalry seemed to bear their own attack with this man.

His own blow was like slashing into a thick net, even if it was meritorious, but the power was dispersed to many people, and the actual damage was not great.

At the same time, there were seven or eight horsemen on the opposite side, but they took the initiative to separate, and they detoured towards Wu Yan and the others from both sides, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air kept coming.

Wu Yan glanced at his side, in addition to the more than twenty horsemen directly opposite, more heavy riders were lined up, outflanking themselves from the right rear direction in the shape of a sickle.

In the air, arrows flew wildly, and the two people at the end of the team had been hit by arrows. Fortunately, the other party shot from a distance, and with the protection of armor, it did not hurt the vital point.

I can't hesitate any longer, if I am bitten by the heavy riders behind me, I can escape with the help of the Divine Movement Technique, but these eight horsemen who have been trained hard behind me have to be explained here. Today's plan, only more than 20 horses in front of the hard protrusion, chiseled out a passage.

Wu Yan shouted violently, the meaning of the meridian was running, and the black knife light emitted a ghostly light in the night, constantly swallowing, like a black flame, strange and oppressive, and fell towards the strong man in front of him again.

The strong man did not retreat but advanced, urging him to dismount, the long knife swung violently, and on the red knife, a phantom of a giant bear appeared, roaring and pounced on the black flame.

It is estimated that this blow is not easy for the man to perform, and the heavy cavalry beside him is all stagnant, and even the eight people who have been separated also turned around and rushed back, trying to share the pressure of their companions.

There was a thunderous sound in the night sky, and the giant bear was covered in black flames, turning into mottled sparks and drifting in all directions. The strong man's face was a little ugly, and there were a few people behind him who were also stumbling on the horse, and they almost fell off the horse, which shows that there is a limit to dispersing the impact.

But in the end, he blocked Wu Gan's blow, slowed down his forward speed, and brought an opportunity for the heavy cavalry to outflank.

Wu Yan was so anxious that the heavy cavalry behind him had already caught up. Under the light of the torch, the other party's expression was clearly visible.

Without waiting for the force to return, the six slashes of the Yijing were forcibly operated, and the bewitching sword reappeared, for example, it rose more than twice as much, and it was heavily slashed on the man. After the loud noise, the man screamed miserably, and the man and horse were divided into two parts. Several heavy riders beside him also landed one after another, making way for a passage.

"Let's go." Wu Yan waved his hand and shouted, but when he looked back, he couldn't help but tear his eyes. The heavy riders behind him had already come up, and the two wounded men had been swallowed up by the torrent of each other.

The two turned around and fought hard, but they were like a wave, and they disappeared.