"What are you talking about?" Song Qingyi looked at the angry Yun Yao strangely.

"Hmph, don't try to pretend to be confused!I'm not that brainless bastard, so I won't be deceived by you!" Song Qingyi's tone made Yun Yao even more angry.

"I understand......" Song Qingyi suddenly realized, looking at Yun Yao with her willow eyebrows upturned, but she sighed faintly.

"What do you understand?" was a little uncomfortable to see by Song Qingyi's strange eyes, Yun Yao asked angrily.

"You like him too, right?" Song Qingyi looked at Yun Yao fixedly, and said quietly.

"You...... What nonsense are you talking about? Who ...... Who...... Who likes him......? I didn't ......" Yun Yao, who was as angry as a lioness, suddenly turned into a small stammer, and Ai Ai wanted to explain, but she couldn't even say it clearly.

"I just said him, and I didn't say who it was, how do you know who I'm talking about?" Song Qingyi, who had a cold temperament, showed a rare mischievous appearance at this time, and winked at Yun Yao.

"You ......" Yun Yao suddenly understood that she had fallen into Song Qingyi's trap again, and while she was angry, her eyes rolled and she also said, "I just said him, how do you know which one he I am talking about?"

"Oh? Then the one you are talking about, which one is him? Do you think the one I am talking about, which one is him?" Song Qingyi said this passage more than a tongue twister, but Song Qingyi and Yun Yao, the two women, could understand what this sentence meant.

One qiē, it's all that him.

"Well, don't hide it anymore. Look at the way you look now, look at the way you look at him. Needless to say, as long as you are not blind, you can see that you are deeply in love with him. Song Qingyi said slowly.

"What? so obvious? I ...... I ......" Yun Yao panicked when she heard this, and reached out to touch her face to cover it, but she forgot that she was still covering her face.

"You finally admit it?" Song Qingyi asked.

"You're kidding me again?" Yun Yao suddenly reacted and said angrily.

"I'm not fooling you, I'm just trying to confirm a fact. Song Qingyi said quietly.

"I see, you like him too, don't you?" Yun Yao suddenly said coquettishly.

Song Qingyi's whole body stiffened, and he didn't answer, but nodded lightly.

"I see, you like him, and you're worried that I'm going to ruin your good deeds, so you stab yourself and blame me. When he comes back, you can pretend to be pitiful to him, let him hate me, and only like you, don't you?" Yun Yao pretended to be clever and guessed a "very terrible" conspiracy, looking at Song Qingyi's eyes even more angry, that angry little lioness was once again possessed by her soul.

"You...... It's really ......" Song Qingyi looked at Yun Yao with a smile, but couldn't think of a suitable adjective to describe her for a while.

"Although I'm not as sinister as you, I'm not stupid! you don't want to frame me!" Yun Yao glared at Song Qingyi angrily, but there was still a hint of pride that could not be concealed between her words.

"You're so imaginative!" Song Qingyi finally found a suitable adjective and looked at Yun Yao and shook his head.

"What do you mean by that? Am I wrong?" Although Yun Yao was naïve, she didn't feel that Song Qingyi was praising herself.

"You're not wrong, I just think it's too condescending for a talent like you not to tell a story!" Song Qingyi shook his head and sighed.

After speaking, before Yun Yao, who had come to her senses, was furious, Song Qingyi had already continued to say: "I let you hurt me, not to frame you. Although I, Song Qingyi, am not a good person, I still disdain to use this method. ”

"Then what do you mean?" Yun Yao asked with a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Two is dead, but my entourage is still alive and well, and there are no injuries on his body. Don't you think this is weird?" Song Qingyi asked rhetorically.

"So you asked me to slap you so they wouldn't suspect you when I went back?" Yun Yao asked tentatively.

"That's right!" Song Qingyi nodded.

"Then you just tell him no, it's over?Why wait for him to leave and tell me?I don't seem to know you that well, right?" Yun Yao understood that she had misunderstood the other party, but she refused to admit defeat at all.

"If you tell him, he will definitely not be able ......to do it," Song Qingyi said in a low voice, but there was a trace of tenderness in his bright eyes, and even his voice became soft.

Yun Yao couldn't get used to it: "Phew! I'm really not ashamed! What do you think of yourself? You have only known him for a few days? You like him, he hasn't said he likes you!"

"I understand," Song Qingyi didn't refute, "I like him, but I know that his heart belongs to something else." ”

As she spoke, she turned her eyes to look at Yun Yao: "I also know that the person in his heart is not you." ”

"You know again, who do you think you are, you know everything?" This time Yun Yao's counterattack was much more intense.

"You don't have to be so nervous, I like him, but I'm ...... I won't rob him with you. Song Qingyi said calmly, those eyes were very bright, very bright.

Yun Yao didn't say anything more, but turned her head angrily.

"I like him, but I know I'm not worthy of him, and I'll never be able to stand with him. I was already very satisfied to meet him, secretly like him in my heart, think about him, and look at him. Song Qingyi said faintly.

"What's there to be satisfied with here?" Yun Yao looked at Song Qingyi with some strange eyes.

If you like someone, don't you just want to hold hands with him and grow old together for the rest of your life?

"You're not me, my feelings, you won't understand. There was a rare hint of a smile in Song Qingyi's bright eyes, "If you like someone, you don't have to grow old with him to be happy." But if you look at him happy, you will be happy. ”

"I don't understand...... Yun Yao shook her head, she didn't understand what Song Qingyi meant by what she said.

"Your experience is different from mine, and what I say may not apply to you. You just have to remember that love is not possession. It is to make the person you love happy, let him choose the happiest path, is your happiness. I am an ominous person, and if I can't bring him happiness, I can't destroy his happiness anymore. What's more, he already has a place in his heart. Speaking of this, Song Qingyi's bright eyes dimmed again.

"You know again, since you know everything, then tell me, who is the person to whom the heart belongs?" Yun Yao said unconvinced. Perhaps because both parties were honest about their hearts, Yun Yao lost the shyness and evasion she had at the beginning when she spoke.

"I don't know who she is, I think she should be a very good person, someone who is worthy of him. Only that kind of person can make him so obsessed with no regrets!" Song Qingyi said.

"Speaking of which, it's all your guess! I won't fall for you! I like him, so I have to hold him firmly! I won't be fooled by your theory!" Yun Yao snorted, and the barbarian girl's straightforward personality appeared again.

"I envy you, you can do whatever you want. Still, I don't think you have much of a chance of winning. He's not so easy to change his mind!" Song Qingyi shook his head and said.

After speaking, Song Qingyi picked up the long sword that Yun Yao had inserted on the ground from the ground and handed it to Yun Yao.

"What are you doing?" Yun Yao said strangely.

"It's all clear, I'm not framing you. Come on, stab a sword at this place!" Song Qingyi handed the hilt of the sword towards Yun Yao, but his other hand pointed at his left chest.

"Are you crazy? there's a heart, stab it and you'll die!" Yun Yao shook her head back and forth, not taking the sword.

"It's not the heart, it's the gap between the heart and the lungs. If you stab the sword into it, I will only bleed a little, and my internal organs will not be injured, and I will be fine!" Song Qingyi said.

"Really?" Yun Yao still didn't dare to believe it completely.

"If I were to lie to you, I wouldn't lie to you with my own life, would I? I'm an assassin, and no one knows the structure of the human body better than I do! I didn't think carefully enough, and if the injuries were too light, they would be suspicious. Only if the thorn is here, they will not suspect it!" Song Qingyi said firmly.

"Why?" Yun Yao took the sword suspiciously and asked again.

"If you were an enemy, and you stabbed here, you would think you had pierced my heart, and you would not have paid attention to me, a dead corpse. That way, I might be able to fake my death and get away with it. In our Assassin training, there is training in this area. I go back with this injury so they don't have to be suspicious. Song Qingyi explained.

"What kind of place are you, it's so terrifying, why don't you just leave like this, and follow us to fight the barbarians?" Yun Yao frowned and said to Song Qingyi.

"Thank you, though, I can't leave. Song Qingyi glanced at Song Qingyi gratefully, but still shook her head, "Everyone has a place for her." And I belong to that place. It's scary, but I have a part of the responsibility. Your place does not belong to me. ”

"What are you talking about, I don't understand a word!" Yun Yao was stunned by Song Qingyi's words that seemed to be understood.

"You don't have to understand these words, to be honest, even myself, sometimes I don't understand what I'm talking about!" Song Qingyi smiled, didn't say anything more, and pointed to the position on his chest and said to Yun Yao, "Don't waste any more time, come on, this is it, just stab it!"

"You...... Have you thought about it?" Yun Yao hadn't killed anyone, but it wasn't the enemy standing opposite, even if the other party was willing, she still felt that her palms were a little weak.

"Sure!Come on!" Song Qingyi said happily.

"I ...... I'm coming!" Yun Yao gritted her teeth, clenched her long sword, and stepped forward to stab.

But after trying several times in a row, Yun Yao's hand clenched and relaxed, and finally as soon as his hand was released, the straight long sword hung down to the ground again.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyi asked without waiting for the expected sword to pierce his chest.

"I ...... I can't do it!" Yun Yao shook her head vigorously, "You...... You'd better wait for him to come back and get it! I'm out of measure, so let him come!"

He is never soft on his enemies, but he will keep in mind those he knows, even if he has only given him a little favor, and will use all his strength to repay them. He seems to be stronger than anyone else, but in fact, he is kinder than anyone else. His heart is too soft, too soft......" As he spoke, Song Qingyi thought of Xiao Yunhe again, and his tone became softer, gradually becoming inaudible.

"Well, I'll hold the tip of my sword and find my position. You just need to hold the sword tightly and push forward, how about it?" Song Qingyi said again.

"That's ...... Okay?" Seeing Song Qingyi bend down and pick up his long sword, pinching the tip of the sword with two fingers and pointing it at his chest, Yun Yao's heart was drumming.

"No problem, that's it, you can use a little force!" Song Qingyi encouraged her.

"That'...... Then I'll try it!" Yun Yao mustered up her courage and began to prepare.

Yun Yao's two hands were held on the hilt of the sword. The ten fingers are slender and clenched together, but the fingers are red due to excessive exertion.

Yun Yao's heart was still very nervous, but Song Qingyi looked calm, looking at the nervous Yun Yao calmly, and did not look panicked at all because of the sharp blade.

The original respite had long since eased in this period of rest. But now that she was holding the sword motionlessly, Yun Yao's breathing began to become heavy again.

The high level of mental tension is sometimes more physically exhausting than the physical exertion.

"Come on!" Song Qingyi saw that Yun Yao was not moving, and urged again.

"I ...... I ......" Yun Yao's hand holding the long sword began to tremble slightly.

The courage that had been accumulated for a long time was now showing signs of collapse.

"Come on!" The sudden coquettish sound made Yun Yao, who was extremely nervous, suddenly feel excited.

It was as if the taut strings were broken all of a sudden, his heart trembled, Yun Yao's palm spit outward, and the long sword in his hand was inserted into Song Qingyi's chest without hindrance.

Song Qingyi's delicate body trembled slightly, but then, she completely relaxed.

From between her two fingers, immediately, red blood flowed out, dripping, staining the placket of her chest, and flowing to the ground little by little.

"You...... You ......" Yun Yao, who was frightened, opened her eyes and saw that Song Qingyi had actually become like this, and she was even more frightened, she wanted to step forward but didn't dare, she wanted to speak but didn't know what she should say. That helpless look, where can you still see the arrogant eldest lady before?

"I'm fine, it's a minor injury, it's fine. Song Qingyi shook his head slowly, although there was pain in his eyes, it was hidden in the deepest part.

"You...... You can bandage it first! I'm ...... I have medicine here!" Yun Yao seemed to cry, and in a panic, she reached out in her arms and took it out, wanting to take out the Jinchuang medicine she was carrying, who knew that her hands were shaking so badly that she took it out several times, but she didn't take it out anything.

"No need, this little injury, it's not in the way......" Song Qingyi shook his head again, looked down at the long sword still inserted in his chest, his eyebrows tightened, and his other free hand also pinched the sword body.

The slender white and tender five fingers suddenly exerted force, and the sharp long sword was instantly pulled out of Song Qingyi's chest. A deep blood hole was revealed, and the blood that came out of it also splattered out.

"Right...... I'm sorry! I'm ...... I ......" Yun Yao apologized to Song Qingyi with a crying voice.

Never thought that she would hurt Song Qingyi so badly, Yun Yao held back tears for a long time, and finally broke out of the embankment.

"What are you sorry for? I volunteered, you did a good job, I want to ...... Thank you...... Thank you......" I didn't expect to scare this innocent and willful eldest lady into tears, Song Qingyi turned his head and winked at Yun Yao, but he still didn't let Yun Yao burst into tears and laugh.

"I ...... I'm leaving...... Goodbye......" Song Qingyi said to Yun Yao at the end, slowly turning around, and was about to leave.

Beneath his feet, a small pool of blood had accumulated, and it was still expanding.

"Wait a minute! I'll bandage you!" Yun Yao ran forward in a panic, but fortunately, although her hands were still shaking this time, she finally took out the bottle of golden medicine.

Holding it in both hands, Yun Yao rushed forward.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no stones in this desert, it was estimated that the eldest lady would have to fall a few more times.

Song Qingyi turned around when he heard the sound, looking at Yun Yao who ran in front of him, panting, his face was full of tears, and he didn't dare to look at his eyes, looking pitiful.

"That's what I asked you to do, and you're doing it well...... It's good, better than I thought...... Much better. You helped me...... A big favor, I'm grateful to you......" Holding one hand to the wound on his chest, Song Qingyi raised his other hand and gently wiped the tears on Yun Yao's face.

"You...... You're still bleeding...... I...... I'll help you bandage!" The more Song Qingyi said this, the more Yun Yao felt guilty.

She trembled with one hand and wanted to pull out the cork of the Jinchuang medicine bottle, but her hand trembled too much, she tried hard for a long time, not only did she not pull out the cork, but her hand trembled, and the Jinchuang medicine fell to the ground.

"No need...... Right now...... Can't take the medicine yet...... Otherwise...... They'll see it...... Thank you...... I really have to go......" Bending down to pick up the bottle of golden medicine from the ground, Song Qingyi returned it to Yun Yao's hand, smoothed the messy hair on her sideburns, turned around, and walked backwards lonely, step by step.

"Don't go yet! wait for him...... Wait for him to come back!Say goodbye, let's go again!" Yun Yao watched Song Qingyi go away in a daze, but suddenly remembered something and shouted loudly behind.

"No need...... After all, you have to go, and it's the same if you leave early or late...... Waving goodbye is just adding to the sadness......" Song Qingyi said without looking back, and continued to walk forward. At his feet, an intermittent line of blood was left.

Hanging his head, Song Qingyi said in a faint voice that only he could hear: "See him again...... I'm afraid...... I would be reluctant to leave......"

Song Qingyi just left, and the war between the two women was over, but Xiao Yunhe's war had just begun.

Running all the way, Xiao Yunhe took the luck method taught by Shan Zhen to the extreme, and ran at an astonishing speed. By the time he reached his destination, the riots among the barbarian army continued.

Xiao Yunhe picked up a scimitar from the ground and was about to step forward, but who knew that as soon as he lifted his foot, the sole of his front foot suddenly fell off.

Xiao Yunhe kicked the cold foot with a smile, and with a twist of his ankle, he threw away the remaining well-preserved upper of the shoe. Then he thought about it, and kicked off the shoe on his other foot that was still struggling to breathe.

It seems that I will have to make a pair of shoes made of special materials in the future, so it is a pleasure to run, but this shoe can't stand it. If you want to destroy a shoe after running once, you can't go out by yourself and bring a string of shoes with you, right?

Fortunately, Xiao Yunhe's body is not ordinarily good, and the skin on his whole body can be said to be invulnerable. At this time, he stood on the ground barefoot, although the ground was a little cold, but he was not afraid that the soles of his feet would be punctured.

Ignoring the shoes, Xiao Yunhe raised his head, and in front of him, the crazy barbarians had completely lost the arrogance that came and went like the wind in the past. In front of them is nothing more than a herd of irrational lambs to the slaughter.

Tightening the scimitar in his hand, Xiao Yunhe walked into the group of crazy lambs.

The clothes on Xiao Yunhe's body were not the clothes of barbarian soldiers, but now, no one noticed Xiao Yunhe's specialness.

The scimitar is not easy to use, but in Xiao Yunhe's hands, as long as it is a knife, it is enough.

With a flash of the sword, the two barbarian soldiers who wanted to run past Xiao Yunhe is side suddenly bent down, their upper bodies were still running forward from their waists up, while their lower bodies stopped helplessly.

The red blood sprayed into the air like a fountain, and the two corpses that had been cut in two fell to the ground, one forward and one backward, and the blood that spurted out splashed on the bodies of many people around them.

"Murder! Murder!"

Blood was splattered on their bodies, and the barbarians who had fallen into madness suddenly came to their senses, but the hot blood poured their whole bodies cold, and the barbarians standing around immediately screamed in horror.

Xiao Yunhe couldn't understand what they were shouting, but their heart-rending shouts could be heard clearly by the barbarians within a hundred meters of the surroundings.

It was like throwing a red-hot soldering iron from the icy water, and in this small area centered on Xiao Yunhe, there were barbarians who were originally running in one direction, but at this time, they all changed their direction. Although many people on the periphery don't know what's going on inside, it's enough to hear the word "kill".

Moreover, people's panic is contagious. Watching others run out like crazy, more and more people are running behind other people's butts. Although I don't know why others cry and shout and run like a lost dog, but after blind obedience, running and running, he has become a lost dog who cries and screams more than heartbreaking.

One man, one sword, two lives, scared hundreds of barbarian soldiers into running around. In the past, the barbarian iron horseman, who wielded a scimitar and killed like a madman, did not even have the courage to stop and see who the enemy was, so he had already begun to flee for his life. The so-called defeat is like a mountain, nothing more than that.

And Xiao Yunhe, who caused this qiē, still closely chased after these barbarians, and the scimitar was a mundit

Xiao Yunhe has turned into a lion. In front of him was a flock of sheep without fighting spirit, which he had to slaughter.

Xiao Yunhe chased after him, and he didn't have to think about any martial arts moves at all, because no matter which one it was, he wouldn't make a move. All he has to do is chase after him, and if he slashes casually, he will definitely not miss.

Swinging the scimitar in his hand almost mechanically, blood became the cheapest thing in the world, and the air flew everywhere. Even Xiao Yunhe's own body began to be stained with blood. As time passed, his face, hair, neck, and clothes were sprayed with hot blood, but it was all the blood of the enemy, and not his own.

Harvesting the lives of barbarian soldiers like a farmer cutting wheat, Xiao Yunhe chopped easily, but forgot that the scimitar in his hand was just a mortal product picked up casually, and it didn't take long for the blade to be curled.

With a "click", the scimitar struck the back of the head of a desperate barbarian, but the blade of the scimitar was completely curled, and the knife did not cut in, but it also shook the man's skull into a deep crack. Bai Huahua's brain flowed out of it.

Another life.

Xiao Yunhe, who was capable of killing, only then did he notice that the scimitar in his hand was no longer usable. When I picked it up and looked at it, the front third of the edge of the scimitar began to curl upward, and it didn't look like a knife at this time, but like an irregular iron roll.

Xiao Yunhe opened his mouth and smiled, and the blood sticking to his cheeks flowed into the corners of his mouth, Xiao Yunhe tasted it, salty, a little fishy, and slightly warm.

Is this the smell of blood? Is this the smell of death?

Xiao Yunhe licked the tip of his tongue and looked up, and there was still a barbarian army in front of him. Looking back, there was a place of corpses and flesh, bloody everywhere, and even the air was full of the smell of death.

Without a mirror, Xiao Yunhe couldn't see what he looked like now. But along the way, he didn't know how many times he had been splattered with blood. Even if you don't look in the mirror now, just by imagining, your current appearance should be scary enough, right?

This is the battlefield of demons, and only the most demonic demons can survive!

Xiao Yunhe let out a demonic roar, a roar like a mountain roaring tsunami, the barbarian soldiers in front of him who fled for their lives, their whole bodies trembled, and they continued to run forward at an accelerated speed, only hating their father and mother for missing two legs at this time.

Come, let your blood be my baptism of demons!

Throwing away the scimitar in his hand, Xiao Yunhe opened his two hands and rushed towards the barbarian army that had already run out of a distance like a mad tiger.

The barbarian soldiers, who had already used the potential of their two legs to the extreme, still couldn't escape the demon's life.

In an instant, Xiao Yunhe had already come to the edge of the barbarian rebellion.

Without a knife in his hand, Xiao Yunhe's two hands became sharper knives.

"Kara!" "Kara!"

Two crunching sounds sounded almost simultaneously, and the last two barbarians suddenly stopped running and stood there stiff.

In their foreheads, suddenly a fist grew. The five fingers on the fist were like a few drops of white tofu-like substance dripping from the gaps between the fingers.

The two fists that suddenly appeared disappeared in an instant, and there was a sound of "Kala", and the two fists retracted back, leaving only two black holes on the forehead, and a piece of white flowers in it slipped out more.

And with the retraction of these two fists, the skulls of the two people were concussed by them, and they fell off very lightly. It's like hearing a can of Coke, and someone suddenly pulls the upper seal open.

The mouth of the jar opened, but instead of white foam, white brains gushed out from it, like squeezing toothpaste, slowly and evenly gushing out from it.

Before the toothpaste was squeezed, a figure rushed behind like the wind, and the two corpses that had been scooped on top of their heads fell to the ground at the same time, lying flat on the ground, and the process of squeezing the toothpaste continued.

No one cares about the two companions who have fallen behind, their eyes are only focused on looking ahead, and only moving forward regardless of a qiē is their only goal.

The two punches smashed the skulls of the two people, and the fists were still stained with white brains, Xiao Yunhe ignored them and continued to reap his life.

A sudden kick was kicked out and hit the back of the person in front of him.

The strength of Xiao Yunhe's kick was so great, and the man was completely defenseless when he only cared about running for his life, and under this kick, the man's spine was directly shattered by Xiao Yunhe's kick, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

Although he has not died immediately, the only thing that awaits him is death.

With another palm, one person's neck was directly broken by Xiao Yunhe, and his round head dribbled around his neck, and finally he could only hang down softly on his neck and fall to the ground weakly.

Fists, feet, elbows, knees, and even shoulders, every part of Xiao Yunhe's body has become the most ferocious killing weapon. He chased all the way forward, and what remained behind him were dead bodies lined up. The deaths were different, the only thing that was the same was the increasingly pungent bloody smell.

Driving this group of barbarians like a flock of sheep, Xiao Yunhe casually pierced the chest of a barbarian soldier, and the heart that was still beating vigorously was pinched in the palm of his hand.

Just as he was about to clench his palm and crush this heart, suddenly from behind Xiao Yunhe, a little edge stabbed silently.

There are no eyes behind him, Xiao Yunhe's keen perception is better than his eyes.

An alarm appeared in his heart, Xiao Yunhe paused on the spot, and slammed the body of the barbarian pierced in his hand backwards like wielding a sledgehammer.

That bit of poisonous snake's spit like sharp edge was right in the middle of Xiao Yunhe's corpse. Xiao Yunhe took advantage of the situation to get out of his hand, but he still held the fresh heart that was still beating in his hand.

The corpse in the sharp point was just a moment of blocking, and then, the corpse with all hands and feet exploded. Among the fragments of flesh and blood, that bit of coldness was still like a poisonous snake that persevered after aiming at its prey, and continued to stab Xiao Yunhe's chest unabated.

Xiao Yunhe didn't have a knife in his hand, and when he saw this, he was in a hurry and didn't dare to take it empty-handed, so he pinched his hand and threw out the heart that he had forgotten to lose in his hand as a hidden weapon.

This qiē happened between the lightning and the stone fire, in the darkness, there were still fragments of the corpse fluttering in the air, and the sneak attacker didn't see clearly what Xiao Yunhe threw over, and thought it was a powerful hidden weapon, the edge that was originally stabbing Xiao Yunhe was deflected, and it stabbed the living heart without any mistake.

This stab hit the target, as if a needle had pierced a balloon, and with a "poof" sound, it was not gas that spewed out, but red blood. The powerful heart gave its last beat, turning all the blood contained in it into a rain of blood, which fell to the ground one after another.

This piece of blood rain did not affect Xiao Yunhe's amazing vision at all.

On the other side of the blood rain was a slender middle-aged man. Looking at his clothes, it seems that he should be an officer in the barbarian army, and it seems that his rank is not low.

When Xiao Yunhe looked at him, he was also looking at Xiao Yunhe. Unlike Xiao Yunhe, who was empty-handed, he held a spear in his hand.

Xiao Yunhe was accustomed to seeing scimitars and bows and arrows in the hands of barbarians, and had also heard that the barbarians' heavy cavalry were armed with the same spears as the Left Guard. But it was the first time in the barbarian army that he had seen this kind of spear only equipped on the body of the Great Qi infantry.

"Who are you?" Xiao Yunhe asked coldly.

The other party was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Xiao Yunhe, the sneak attack just now failed to kill Xiao Yunhe, but he was not discouraged, with a swing of the spear in his hand, he could only see that little bit of cold swaying from the direction of Xiao Yunhe, although it was only a little, it made Xiao Yunhe's heart sway.

This man is very strong!

Not daring to be careless, Xiao Yunhe did not retreat but advanced, sliding dangerously from the side of the cold mang, his toes were erect, and he stabbed his opponent's throat like a sharp arrow.

Although these spears were equipped for foot soldiers, they generally only appeared at the front of the foot soldiers as a sharp edge, so they were longer than ordinary blades, and now the spear in the hand of the barbarian officer had to be as long as two people.

Such a long weapon is extremely powerful when used in combination on the battlefield, but it is not suitable for a duel between two masters. One inch is long and one inch is strong, but such a long weapon is not flexible to use, and it is a fatal flaw in close quarters. Although Xiao Yunhe didn't know much about weapons, he also guessed its shortcomings by looking at its length at the moment, so he approached the other party's side as soon as he made a move.

Xiao Yunhe, who is empty-handed, is best at not knives or spears, but hand-to-hand combat. Although being unarmed seems to have suffered a little loss, it is in line with Xiao Yunhe's habits for many years.

However, this time, Xiao Yunhe miscalculated.

His toes had barely been raised, and before he could kick forward, the tail of the gun, which was hidden behind his opponent, suddenly lit up. The cold front, which was almost exactly the same as the cold light in front of him, stabbed at the palm of Xiao Yunhe's foot that had been raised.

Before he could see what it was, Xiao Yunhe could already use his keen perception to make a judgment, and the soles of his feet would definitely not be able to withstand an attack of this intensity. At this time, if you kick it regardless of it, you will be sent to the door and asked the other party to pierce the center of your foot.

The attack was blocked, and Xiao Yunhe decisively retreated. But the opponent didn't intend to give Xiao Yunhe a chance to breathe at all, and that little bit of cold light shifted the direction and changed to Xiao Yunhe's eyebrows, but it did not reduce its power.

With no way out, Xiao Yunhe turned over and fell to the ground, rolled to the side to dodge, grabbed a corpse on the ground and threw it out, blocking it until he got a gap and stood up.

Standing still, Xiao Yunhe looked at the barbarian officer opposite who was casually holding a spear sideways, his eyelids were a little heavy stained by the coagulated blood, and he couldn't help but tremble.

This opponent, even if it is not as good as Mo Duo, is definitely much stronger than himself now!

"Who are you?" Xiao Yunhe asked again.

He didn't remember that there was such a master among the barbarians. Because before coming to assassinate, Leaf Wolf Tooth had introduced him in detail to the main characters among the barbarians. If there really was such a master second only to Mo Duo among the barbarians, Ye Wolf Tooth would definitely not hide it from him.

In the two moves, he hadn't even touched the opponent's weapon, and Xiao Yunhe had already dodged very wolfly. He could feel that the opponent in front of him was at least a cultivator above the ninth rank of the Martial Sect!

The barbarian sneered at Xiao Yunhe, without saying a word, the spear in his hand flickered, and the cold light on the tip of the spear could be seen especially clearly in the night.

Only then did Xiao Yunhe notice that at the end of his spear, there was also a gun head that was exactly the same as the previous one. It's no wonder that when he wanted to attack in close quarters just now, he actually used the tail of his gun to counterattack himself.

Seeing that the opponent was about to step forward to attack again, Xiao Yunhe fished down with one hand, and a corpse was grabbed by him in the palm of his hand.

Throwing this corpse at the other party, Xiao Yunhe was about to take the opportunity to detour from the side, but suddenly heard a burst of screams from behind him.

Xiao Yunhe glanced back, and found that he didn't know when the barbarian rebels who were driven by themselves like rabbits just now didn't run away at this time. Instead, they stopped, and gathered around themselves and the barbarian officer, forming a large circle.

It seems that this barbarian officer has a high prestige among the barbarians, and with the power of one person, he was able to control the rioting army.

And looking at the way they are yelling at themselves at the moment, they should be scolding themselves for being shameless in brute language!

Xiao Yunhe didn't care about the insults of these barbarians, he missed the best time to make a move, he grabbed a corpse from the ground casually, and was about to throw it out again, but suddenly his eyes froze, and he had another idea.

Several times in a row, Xiao Yunhe blocked it with his corpse, and the barbarian officer was very angry. At this time, seeing that Xiao Yunhe was actually stunned, he was secretly happy in his heart, unceremoniously, his stout body sank down, and the whole person had already been shot out, and the little cold light on the tip of the gun, although he couldn't see the specific attack point when he swayed, but it invisibly shrouded Xiao Yunhe's whole body, no matter which direction Xiao Yunhe dodged, he couldn't escape his little cold pursuit.

Seeing that the enemy was coming again, Xiao Yunhe was not nervous at all. With a slight smile, he threw the dead body in his hand on the ground. Then, without hesitation, he chose ......

...... Roll on the ground!