"I want to see if your stinky monk Buddha can come to save you!" Qi Wukuo said angrily, and a steel whip struck at the head of the golden-bodied Arhat.

The golden-bodied Arhat not only did not dodge, but instead stretched out his head against the steel whip and took this blow firmly.

"Bell!"

Qi Wukuo Xie withdrew his weapon, and the golden-bodied Arhat stood up straight, not even the skin on his round head was broken.

"The Buddha said, Don't be angry." The golden-bodied Arhat still looks kind.

Qi Wukuo squeezed the steel whip in his hand, he didn't believe that he really had no way to take this bald donkey. However, the important thing now is not to clean up this bald donkey.

Thinking of this, Qi Wukuo looked at the distance behind the golden-bodied Arhat, and a group of black-clothed moon-gazing people were tightly protecting He Yue'er and breaking out.

"Good monk, how about I make a bet with you? I don't do anything, and within an hour, I can break your golden body! Qi Wukuo raised his head slightly and said to the golden-bodied Arhat.

"The Buddha said, don't gamble." The golden-bodied Arhat replied lightly.

"As long as you win, I will spare the lives of the soldiers and people who have returned to the city, don't you gamble?" Qi Wukuo smiled slightly, and saw the weakness of the golden-bodied Arhat.

The golden-bodied Arhat was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "The Buddha said, transform the world." ”

Thinking of this, Qi Wukuo stood on the ground with the steel whip, sat down cross-legged, and said, "The three armies obey the order!" I made a bet with this monk that no one would interfere with the two of us. Whoever dares to disobey the military order will be killed! ”

The surrounding soldiers and horses were terrified, and they all stepped back cautiously, for fear that one of them would accidentally violate the ban.

The golden-bodied Arhat did not hesitate, and like Qi Wukuo, he sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands, and meditated.

The Beiyi generals on the side were a little dazed, and wanted to ask, but they didn't dare, for fear that they would commit an evil order, so they had to wait aside.

Among the generals, there was only one person, with cold eyes, without saying a word, like a sculpture, and only occasionally blinking his eyes could tell that he was a living person.

Qi Wukuo glanced at him, and glanced at He Yue'er and the others in the distance, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

The warlord understood, took a few steps back, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Seeing this, Qi Wukuo put his mind at ease, only supported his head with his hands, and looked at this golden-bodied Arhat with great interest.

Although the Beiyi soldiers and horses outside the city are strong, they still can't stop these Mochizuki people who have been reborn in the sea of blood, and everyone is gradually getting farther and farther away, and they are about to break out of the encirclement.

A group of soldiers and horses blocked the way in front of them, blocking everyone's way.

He Yue'er looked up, and the soldiers of the army blocking the road were strong and strong, and their actions were concise. Even the body of the war horse is covered with heavy armor, and the armor is painted with a bloodthirsty wolf head, which is very terrifying, and at a glance, you can know that it is the elite division of the Beiyi army.

"It's a heavy wolf ride! Lord Qi Wukuo is here! ”

"Why didn't you see your lord?"

"Don't speak, this heavy wolf rider also has the power of life and death, it was given by the Great Khan himself, under the four mastiffs, no matter who it is, it doesn't matter if it is killed!"

The surrounding Beiyi soldiers whispered, and many people slowly retreated unconsciously, and anyone could see that the heavy wolf rider was coming for these Central Plains people.

The heavy wolf riders didn't speak, nor did they pay attention to the reaction of the Beiyi soldiers around them, and slowly walked towards He Yue'er.

Mo Peng was shocked when he looked at the eyes of the first general, this look... It's so cold that it doesn't feel like a living person at all, isn't this a living person?

The heavy wolf cavalry warrior is naturally a living person, but there is no emotion in his eyes.

The pleasure of catching up with He Yue'er, the ruthlessness of besieging the Mochizuki people, or the banter of treating the prey, there is nothing.

"Up." Mo Peng whispered to a skinny Mochizuki man next to him.

The skinny Mochizuki man ran two steps, leaped forward, and pounced on the heavy wolf rider.

As he jumped, he reached down and grabbed the mane of the warhorse. If there is any variable on the other side, you can also get out of it at any time.

The other party still has no emotions and expressions.

When the little man was about to reach him, the horse suddenly raised its front hooves and raised it high.

"How come..."The little man was taken aback, the other party obviously didn't make any moves!

"Boom!"

The front hooves of the war horse stepped heavily on the little man's head, and at this moment, he only felt as if a thousand pounds of hammer had smashed on the door of his head, and for a moment, he didn't know anything.

Naturally, he didn't know anything, and the moment the front hooves of the war horse stepped down, his head was kicked to pieces.

In mid-air, people are already dead.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he was jerked down by his front hooves and stepped on his chest.

The ribs on his chest were thin and brittle, and he was trampled on by the war horse and broke his ribs, stepped into the chest cavity, and died so much that he couldn't die anymore...

Finally, the heavy wolf rider warlord moved, and he gently stroked the mane of the war horse: "I want to live." ”

The death of the little man seemed to be a signal, and more than 100 Mochizuki people and nearly a thousand heavy wolf riders moved at the same time, and the two sides fought together.

A Mochizuki man had just cut off the horse of a war horse, and the horseman on the horseback directly grabbed him by the neck, and two spears stabbed him, piercing his legs directly! Fall to your knees and can't do it again.

A heavy wolf slashed off an arm of an entangled Mochizuki man, but soon, he was also pushed off his horse by the other party. After several punches, he was bleeding from his mouth and nose and became unconscious.

Gradually, the sword and the sword, you come and go. Blood splattered, stumps flew sideways, and the battle between the two sides gradually began to heat up!

Even the head was cut off to the soles of He Yue'er's feet, which frightened He Yue'er and was stunned.

Mo Peng pulled He Yue'er back again and again, but the other party seemed to have already set his eyes on them, especially the heavy wolf cavalry general, whose hooves galloped and rushed straight towards them.

"Madame, be careful!" Mo Peng pulled He Yue'er behind him, and he greeted him.

The two staggered, and the heavy wolf rider general's face had an extra scar, and Mo Peng's arm was completely cut off from his forearm.

With a "click", the severed arm fell to the ground.

"Mo Peng!" He Yue'er exclaimed, she didn't expect that in such a fight, Mo Peng would break an arm!

Mo Peng's face was grim, and he did not slow down at all because of the pain of breaking his arm, and he lightly tapped his foot on the horse's buttocks and jumped to the other side.

As soon as he landed, Mo Peng pulled his arm, and a bright wire was tied to the body of the heavy wolf rider.

Mo Peng wanted to drag him off his horse.

The general only glanced at the wire, and then gave up the idea of chopping, it was too tenacious and kept chopping.

The general's feet clamped the horse's belly, and he was pulled a little away by the wire, and even the war horse moved a few steps horizontally, which showed the strength of Mo Peng.

After the warrior stabilized his body, he pulled the two wires on his body with one hand, gathered them together, and pulled them hard.

Mo Peng didn't expect that he didn't drag the other party off the horse, but he was pulled over.

Mo Peng couldn't resist the other party's strength, and was pulled to his feet.

Between the two of them, Mo Peng had already seen the other party's bright steel knife, coming towards the arm of his other hand.

"Alas" Mo Peng sighed softly, opening his mouth and turning out a blade from under his tongue.

Mo Peng landed on the ground and knelt directly on the ground, his whole arm fell at his feet, and the tips of his fingers were still trembling slightly.

The general sat on his horse, overlooking Mo Peng, and at this time, he didn't think that Mo Peng still had a chance to turn over.

Just when he was solving this trouble and was about to approach He Yue'er, suddenly, a strong feeling of suffocation came.

The warlord reached out and touched his neck, and a shallow wound appeared, if you didn't look closely, I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to see it.

No, there's something in the throat!

The warlord felt a little difficult to breathe, and eagerly reached out to grope through the wound, and then teased through his mouth, but to no avail.

Soon, the warlord fell off his horse and struggled violently.

The heavy wolf rider next to him just looked at him coldly, and no one had the intention of stepping forward to help.

Finally, the warrior fell to the ground, and the movement of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and his face turned red, and even a little purple.

Dead, suffocated.

I don't know if it's because I can't shout, or because of my personality, until he dies, this general didn't shout, and he was ruthless to the end.

"Mo Peng... Mo Peng, you shed a lot of blood! He Yue'er helped Mo Peng, panicked, and didn't know what to do.

"Madam..."Mo Peng lost too much blood, and his eyes were a little sloppy.

"I was so scared that night... I don't know what I'm doing, I feel like they're going to kill me... I carry a knife, and when I see someone, I have to think about it. Kill someone else first, and then others can't kill me..."

"Grandpa came, I saw Grandpa, and I intuitively thought that he wouldn't kill me... Sure enough, he saved me... Saved a lot of people..."

"Mo Peng... I'm sorry Grandpa, I can't protect Madame... Prominent... went..."

Mo Peng's body was crooked and fell to the ground, He Yue'er couldn't support him at all, and he was also taken and fell to the ground.

"Mo Peng, hurry up! Mo Peng! He Yue'er anxiously dragged Mo Peng, but there was no response.

He's dead.

The surrounding Mochizuki people are still fighting hard, but the people are fighting less and less, and most of the Mochizuki people are captured alive or seriously injured, and they are not completely killed.

Obviously, this is intentional by the heavy wolf rider.

"Husband... Person... Let's go..."

"Madame... Knife, please Madame... Hand me the knife..."

"Kill me... Madame, kill me..."

The surrounding people shouted for He Yue'er, and He Yue'er didn't know what to do at this moment.

She can't save her, not a single one.

Finally, with the fall of the last Mochizuki man, at this time, He Yue'er, there was no one around to protect her.

The two heavy wolves rode to He Yue'er's side, but they didn't move, but just made a gesture in the direction of Qi Wukuo, with obvious intentions.

He Yue'er turned around blankly, and walked in the direction of Qi Wukuo.

Although Qi Wukuo was sitting in place, he had been paying attention to the situation here.

He frowned slightly, but quickly stretched out again.

Because he saw a woman, a woman who was protected by hundreds of good hands, walking towards him.