Chen Jian's face was a little unsightly, the bamboo raft they had placed here in advance was washed away by the water, and it could only be made on the spot.

The subordinates he led had just cut the bamboos and were trying to tie them together to make a bamboo raft, when they heard the orderly and rapid footsteps, everyone was startled, raised their heads, and met their eyes with Han Mu, who was running in front.

Chen Jian's pupils shrank, and he immediately said, "Kill him!" ”

His subordinates immediately drew their swords and killed Han Mu, Han Mu was not afraid of them, so he drew his sword and went up to meet him.

The soldiers and officials who followed him were startled and shouted, "County King! ”

The black-clothed killers brought by Chen Jian are obviously from the army, not only the sword is the standard in the army, but also the moves, and their kung fu is much higher than that of the officials.

As soon as he looked at him, the two officials were slashed, Han Mu picked one person with a sword, turned around and kicked one person away, and the sword in his hand blocked when he was sideways, blocking the stab at the officer, and then separated it, and flew forward to kill the enemy.

He shouted, "Stand down, and the sergeants come forward and form a formation to kill the enemy." ”

The ten soldiers who followed Han Mu were already out of the same place, training and fighting in one place, and they had a tacit understanding.

As soon as Han Mu shouted, they immediately formed a team of two and stepped forward in formation.

They wanted to protect Han Mu in the middle, but when they saw Han Mu pounce on the man in black like a tiger, it was more than enough to fight three by one, and they killed two of them in a short time, getting closer and closer to Chen Jian.

The soldiers immediately stopped saying anything, and rose up against the enemy with confidence.

More and more people in black pounced on Han Mu, and Han Mu was not stupid, he immediately commanded the soldiers to divide on both sides, killing left and right, so that he could quickly respond to him and share the attack of the man in black.

Chen Jian saw that Han Mu could still command the soldiers to change formations to kill the enemy in the gap between killing the enemy, because he himself could carry the attack of four or five people alone, and there were a few men in black left to intercept the soldiers of the Zhou State, but they couldn't stop it at all, and they were getting closer and closer to Chen Jian.

Chen Jian's face was extremely bad, he didn't expect Han Mu to have such a skill.

He raised his hand and aimed it in the direction of Han Mu, with a slight press of his fingers, a sleeve arrow shot out, Han Mu, who jumped to the ground, happened to have his back to him, the corners of Chen Jian's mouth curled, but he didn't look back, the sword in his hand quickly went from the bottom to the top and carried it on his back, and with a ding, the sleeve arrow shot on the sword and made a crisp sound.

After a ding, he held the sword back, stepped forward to kill a man in black who was immediately cut by him, and in the next breath, he flew up, dodged the three attacking knives, and when he fell, his toes were a little on the knife, and he flipped twice in the air and fell opposite Chen Jian......

He raised his eyebrows and smiled at the stunned Chen Jian, and reached out to grab him by the collar.

Chen Jian's reaction was not slow, and he immediately retreated, raising his hand to him with another hidden arrow.

Han Mu turned his head to dodge, no longer grabbed with his hands, and the sword in his hand quickly stabbed at him......

Chen Jian's face changed, he dodged, he picked up a knife to fight back, but his kung fu was far inferior to Han Mu, but the two moves fell behind, just when he was about to be stabbed by Han Mu's sword, two men in black finally got rid of the entanglement of the soldiers and flew to the rescue.

One blocked Han Mu's sword, and the other attacked Han Mu.

Chen Jian staggered back, his calves submerged in the water.

He glanced down at the river under his feet, and then looked up at the two black-clothed people who were barely supported by Han Mu's attack, and immediately turned around and kicked the half-tied bamboo raft into the river, and then jumped up.

The tail of the untied bamboo raft was scattered, but the front was tied together, and Chen Jian could barely support it when he stood on it.

He picked up the bamboo pole and propped it up, and the raft jumped forward and left the shore.

Seeing this, Han Mu hated it with great hatred, and his sword momentum became more and more powerful, and when Chen Jian was about to approach the center of the river, he finally pierced the heart of a man in black with a sword and kicked the other person away.

The soldiers also took down the black-clothed man who was fighting with them one after another, and rushed up to stop the black-clothed man who got up and wanted to stop Han Mu.

Han Mu glanced at them, ignored them, and kicked the useless short bamboo that had been cut off on the bank into the river, four or five short bamboos spread out, connecting in a straight line in the river, and the last section was infinitely close to the bamboo raft.

Han Mu flew up, pointed his toes on the first short bamboo in the river, stepped on it, and took off again, soaring on the water like a cormorant, Chen Jian looked up and saw him stepping on the bamboo and flying to him.

As soon as his face changed, the bamboo pole in his hand struck in the air and in the water, trying to knock him down.

Han Mu tapped the river with a foot, turned over in mid-air to avoid the bamboo pole, and then stepped on a bamboo scattered on the bamboo raft, he looked at Chen Jian with a smile, pulled a sword flower, and killed Chen Jian who was standing at the head of the bamboo raft.

The soldiers and officials on the shore were stunned, their mouths were half open, and they came back to their senses only after Han Mu beat Chen Jian into the water, and then pressed the person back and forth into the water with a bamboo pole.

But I still couldn't help but sigh, "Han Xianling is so beautiful." ”

The servants, who had already bandaged each other, came forward covering their wounds and nodded thoughtfully.

Today's sunshine is good, the light golden sunlight falls on Han Mu's body, and there is the light reflected on the river, which makes Han Mu's face seem to be wrapped in a layer of golden merit, which is so beautiful that it makes people feel frightened.

If he hadn't been so bad at holding a bamboo pole and pressing people back and forth into the water, he would definitely be like a bodhisattva.

Chen Jian wanted to dodge the bamboo pole several times and dive into the water to swim away, but Han Mu seemed to have his eyes open, even if he dived very deep and swam for a while, he could still find him accurately, and then pressed down on his back with the bamboo pole, or slapped his head, making him breathe and had to surface to inhale.

After going back and forth a few times, Chen Jian was exhausted, he knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply let himself lie in the river and didn't move.

Han Mu let him go, snorted and said, "Run, why don't you run now?" ”

Han Mu stepped forward to lift him ashore, Chen Jian lowered his eyes, until he leaned over to lift it, his eyes suddenly opened, his hand was raised, and the last sleeve arrow shot out......

Han Mu's hand was about to touch his collar, it was too close, and when he realized that something was wrong, he immediately turned sideways, but the distance was too close, and an arrow passed under his side......

Han Mu snorted, did not retreat, but advanced, grabbed his hand into a claw and twisted it, and connected his two hands.

Chen Jian, who was lying on his back on the water, screamed miserably, and his hands couldn't use his strength.

Han Mu stretched out his hand to lift him up, and he didn't need a bamboo raft, he directly carried the person and flew back to the shore on the bamboo knots on the river.

He threw the person to the ground, reached out and touched the wound under his shoulder, the red of one hand, he hissed, asked people to tie up Chen Jian, and then wanted to untie his clothes and bandage them, but only after pulling the placket, he felt that the trees and people in front of him had become phantoms, and as soon as a flower in front of him turned around, he fell to the ground without saying a word.

(End of chapter)