Chapter Seventy-Three

"Stop it, I'll stop it!" During the confrontation, I heard He Zhiyuan shouting violently, almost covering all the hustle and bustle, and everyone who was shocked had some eardrums hurt, which was a bit of Zhang Fei's domineering style of retreating from Cao Jun. Immediately, I saw He Zhiyuan walking out of the crowd alone and walking towards the middle ground of the two teams.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

But those mobs were obviously not frightened by He Zhiyuan's domineering leakage, and when they saw He Zhiyuan coming up, they immediately realized that this was a great opportunity to snipe this daredevil, and immediately fired arrows.

Of course, the bows and arrows used by the mobs are not as good as the professional soldiers of the Yu family, but at such a close distance, even if it is not a military bow and crossbow, the power of the volley of random arrows is very terrifying. Unless it is a cultivation to reach the sanctification stage, you can protect your body with the soul power that is released. Or a powerful shield like a puppet robot. Otherwise, few people will be able to retreat under such a random arrow.

"I'm X!" He Zhiyuan didn't expect the other party to say that he would release the arrow, and he didn't mean to communicate at all. But fortunately, he didn't come out to communicate with others, so he didn't have any good intentions, and his subordinates were naturally prepared.

"Let's go!" With a loud shout, the ghost tooth double knife in He Zhiyuan's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the blood suddenly rose in an instant, and countless knife shadows intertwined into a knife curtain like a sea of blood in an instant, and the rain of arrows in his face was forcibly scattered.

"Good knife skills!" someone exclaimed!

"Good man!"

He Zhiyuan's move obviously shocked many people, and the two sides of the confrontation were temporarily quiet.

"I'm X, it's hard to pretend to ......be realistic" He Zhiyuan took a deep breath and swallowed the sweet blood in his throat back into his stomach.

When he killed Yu Fengjie, He Zhiyuan had already reached the limit, and both his physical strength and the energy of the mother emperor were consumed. Right now, it was entirely by relying on the bottle of powerful potion that he drank before that he had recovered a little.

In order to shock the opponent, He Zhiyuan forcibly issued a half-move "Pseudo-Shenwei Wushuang", but replaced the double fists with double knives, which made a bloody crazy knife qi. But the consequence of forcibly urging the ultimate move is that He Zhiyuan will suffer internal injuries again, and if he doesn't rely on his tenacious will at this moment, he may have knelt down.

Fortunately, the deterrent effect of this move is obviously good.

With a finger of the horizontal knife, He Zhiyuan shouted at the opposite side: "If you can count when you speak, come out to see me!"

"Who are you, and what right do you have to yell at us!" asked a moment later, a strong man in the crowd opposite. This strong man was tall and mighty, and seemed to be well-equipped, and he looked quite like a leader. If it weren't for He Zhiyuan's poisonous eyes, he might have been deceived if he had already recognized the leader of the other party.

"Do you recognize these two scimitars?" He Zhiyuan stared at the leader of the other party, and raised the ghost-toothed scimitar into the air, "I killed the owner of these two scimitars and snatched them from his hands!"

"God, this is, this is Yu Fengjie's knife, the ghost-toothed scimitar of the living ghost!" An older beast battle exclaimed in the crowd.

"Is he the guy who lifted the roof of the prison? I didn't expect him to kill Yu Fengjie!"

"The beast god is above!"

There was a flurry of exclamations in the ranks of the mob.

The most direct reason why this inexplicable riot broke out in Chifeng City was because He Zhiyuan picked up the prison of the Yu family, igniting the suppressed anger against the power in many people's hearts.

It is precisely because of this anger that He Zhiyuan has become a representative of resistance to power in the hearts of these mobs. In addition, for these mercenaries and adventurers, big fists are heroes, and big bolds are heroes. He Zhiyuan dared to go to the Yu family's house, and he was naturally bold enough. And he actually succeeded in picking it up, so his ability is naturally big enough.

Such a bold figure, with big fists, and daring to rebel, in the current environment of Chifeng City, will almost certainly become the object of awe and admiration in the hearts of adventurers. The adventurers in this team in front of them were no exception.

"Now I'll say it again, if you can count, come out and see me!" He Zhiyuan shouted again.

This time, no one deliberately came out to pretend anymore, and many people's eyes looked at a middle-aged man who was hidden in the crowd, not tall, and could even be said to be a little short.

"Brother He, don't call anymore, I'll just come out. The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and walked out of the crowd slowly.

"Do you recognize me?" The other party's address to himself made He Zhiyuan stunned for a moment, and then he looked closely, only to see that this middle-aged man was short, thin and dark, and he should not be very old but looked very old. Only the beard on his face is more eye-catching......

"You are Li Wei, the leader of the Red Axe Mercenary Regiment, Li Wei!" He Zhiyuan said suddenly.

"Brother He has a good memory and good eyesight. But I'm not a regimental leader anymore, I'm just an ordinary little old man at the moment. Li Wei smiled bitterly and nodded at He Zhiyuan.

"How did you become like this?" He Zhiyuan said strangely. The bearded Li Wei had stayed in the fortress with He Zhiyuan for a long time, and He Zhiyuan naturally recognized him. It's just that although Levi was short at that time, he was extremely stocky, strong and capable, and he was a middle-aged man in the prime of life. And now he looks like he's ten years old all of a sudden.

"It's hard to put it into words...... "Li Wei smiled bitterly again, "In short, the current Red Axe Mercenary Group has nothing to do with me." I was put on the hook by the Yu family, and not only did I lose my mercenary group, but I was also imprisoned. If it hadn't been for a sudden riot tonight, I wouldn't have escaped. ”

"Behind me, there are prisoners who have been imprisoned with me, and there are old brothers from the past. At the moment, we only want a way to live, and I hope that Brother He will raise his noble hand and not hinder us. ”

"It so happens that my brother and I are also seeking a way to live, so why don't we cooperate. He Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Li Wei was stunned for a moment, and then said, "How to cooperate?"

"Come with me to break the south gate, and as long as you get out of the gate, I can keep you safe. He Zhiyuan pointed in the direction of the south city gate and replied.

Li Wei stared at He Zhiyuan for a long time, and after making sure that he was not joking, he finally smiled faintly and said, "Brother He is so bold and courageous. But we, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, are afraid that we will not be able to help much, so we should leave it at that end and try our luck. ”

"I'm afraid I can't help you. He Zhiyuan smiled and suddenly pounced on Levi.

"Brother is too confident!" Li Wei snorted coldly, and his whole body burst out with a sense of momentum. Levi is an old man with a vicious eye. Although He Zhiyuan's shot was domineering, he had already been seen by Li Wei as weak.

Unexpectedly, He Zhiyuan's figure was halfway through, and suddenly he only heard a "buzzing" insect chirp, and countless black insects instantly stung He Zhiyuan's whole body. Then, under Levi's nose, He Zhiyuan disappeared like this!

This kind of method has never been seen even by an old Jianghu like Levi. Caught off guard, before Levi could defend himself, he felt that the cold blade of the Devil's Tooth Scimitar had reached his neck.

"Cooperate or die?"