The woman whose clothes were torn by the Jin soldiers took the coat thrown by Luo Bei, and barely covered her body, she was full of tears, looking at Luo Bei, who was gradually at a disadvantage.

With a few martial arts skills he has learned over the years, Luo Bei wanted to bypass a group of golden soldiers and directly capture Hu Buye, but he knew that he was recognized by the general, and then fell into a bitter battle.

These golden soldiers are all born and died, and the experience of fighting the enemy is extremely rich, although they are not like martial arts masters who kill people invisibly, but if it comes to life and death, ordinary martial arts masters may not really be able to live longer than them.

After all, the fight on the battlefield is not the same as the martial arts people fighting each other, there is only life and death in that place, and that place will be more cruel I don't know how many times, only when the enemy lies down, they can live, this is the eternal law of survival.

Therefore, after a long time, Luobei is gradually no longer an opponent, only dodging, and rarely has a chance to fight back.

At this time, General Hu Buye, who was sitting on horseback, held a hardwood longbow in his hand, pulled like a full moon, and his feather arrows were like meteors in the long night, and finally at a certain moment, he crossed the night sky and tore apart the calm airflow, and shot at Luobei who was fighting hard without a trace of hesitation.

The feather arrow is like the wind, and the bullseye is the vest that stopped slightly when Luobei's true qi was stagnant, this arrow was really ruthless and accurate, and he didn't even think about leaving a living mouth.

After the feather arrow was shot, there was gradually a smile in his eyes, the hero came out of the boy, and the young hero will be gone in a blink of an eye.

When Luo Bei forced away countless blades, the real qi in his body surged, his heart beat very strongly, and at this moment he found very strangely that a certain air flow that was crazy like angry waves in his body seemed to be so strong that he couldn't control it at all.

Therefore, at that moment, his figure that kept shuttling up and down had a slight stagnation, and the feather arrow had already shot into the back of the heart in such an empty moment.

At that moment, Luo Bei also felt a cold wind coming behind him, but it was completely too late to turn around and dodge, he could only use his peripheral vision to see a cold and piercing feather arrow behind him.

His heart couldn't help but feel cold, he knew that as long as he was hit by this arrow, he would no longer have the power to resist.

However, at this moment, he suddenly found that the sensation in his whole body had never been so clear, and even the violent and turbulent air currents that had been interfering with him in his body seemed to become quiet.

True Qi was inspired, and not only half a foot of his body, a thin but extremely clear azure light mask suddenly appeared.

Luo Bei was a little surprised in his heart, he remembered the Tiangang Qi Blade like the Blue Sky River used by his master Qin Muchuan in the last battle with Fang Jingzhou, the man in black, and the defensive True Qi Tiangang Qi that he would passively stimulate, which was all condensed by Qin Muchuan's cultivation for several years, and it could be said to be a peerless martial art in the rivers and lakes.

However, even at the last moment, Tiangang's qi was passively stimulated, but Luo Bei's cultivation was still shallow after all, and the general's arm strength was amazing, and this arrow did not retain a single point, it can be said that it was a combination of strength and speed, so although this azure light mask slowed down the speed of the feather arrow, it was still torn apart after all.

Luo Bei suddenly closed his eyes, and he could already feel the coldness caused by the cold iron and the air in his heart.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that he had not been shot by the feather arrow, and he quickly turned around, and a blurred pool of blood appeared in his eyes.

The blood on the triangular arrow at the tip of the feather arrow was falling drop by drop.

Luo Bei slowly raised his head and saw a woman's face.

There was a roar in his head.

That's when he realized that he was blocking one for himself

The arrow was the woman who was almost insulted in public by Jin Bing, and she was still wearing her own coat.

Blood quickly flowed from the corners of her mouth, and she coughed heavily, and then slowed down for a long time before smiling softly.

"Thank you......"

"Let me ...... Yes...... Innocent ...... Dead ......"

is this sentence, what she said was already extremely difficult, and in the end, she couldn't help but weaken, and she was completely paralyzed.

Luo Bei subconsciously wanted to reach out to help her, but his head was still ringing chaotically, so he didn't even hold on to the people who were close at hand, so he could only let her fall to the ground.

Those golden soldiers watched this scene, and they did not rush forward to attack.

Luo Bei raised his head and saw the general who was sitting on horseback and still holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and he happened to be looking at him.

The four eyes looked at each other through a woman whose body was gradually cold, and at that moment, the veteran general who had killed countless people couldn't help but be shocked.

He had never seen such a gaze before, and he couldn't tell what was hidden in that gaze.

In short, what he could confirm was that it should not be the gaze of a teenager.

At this moment, he was even more sure that his decision was not wrong at all, that is, killing this young man could not leave him any chance to grow up, otherwise it would become a big trouble for the Dajin Kingdom to conquer the world.

So, paying no attention to the woman who had fallen to the ground, he took the second feathered arrow from the saddle.

With this arrow, he would not allow anyone to destroy it, and let the young man fall, until his body was also cold, and he could not rest assured.

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It is even more inevitable to face Luobei at this moment, and it is natural to start with a good start.

The first arrow was blocked by the woman's sudden appearance, and he would not allow the second arrow to be missed.

He stared, took the arrow, and took the bow, the muscles of his arms tensed instantly, and the hardwood bow was drawn like a full moon.

Luo Bei didn't hold the woman, his hand stopped in front of him, empty, at this moment, his eyes were full of blood, just like the picture left in his mind on the last night of Wanfu, bloody and made people want to vomit.

Luo Bei didn't even know that that picture had such a great impact on him, Zhuo Xiaocian died tragically, and he didn't even have the courage to go back and see what was going on, because deep down, he vaguely felt as if something was quietly eroding him.

And this kind of thing is something he doesn't even dare to think about.

Luo Bei's outstretched hand was filled with abundant true qi for some reason, and a cool trace of true qi formed a cyclone on the palm of his hand, and the cyclone suction instantly became extremely large, and the feather arrow that penetrated the woman's chest was actually sucked up like that.

At this time, the general gave an order, and dozens of golden soldiers armed with knives and guns rushed up.

Just when Hu Bu also drew his hard bow, Luo Bei tightly held the blood-dripping feather arrow in his hand, and looked through all the golden soldiers who came forward, looking at Hu Bu Ye with murderous intent.

Naturally, he also saw his gaze, and the bow and arrow in his hand stopped for a moment, and the next moment he saw the soldiers he brought out fall one by one.

He was shocked, not because of the death of his subordinates, but because the young man who was obviously not very high in martial arts and could not go to the battlefield was able to quickly pass through the chest of the surrounding soldiers with a feather arrow in a gesture, and then those golden soldiers fell to the ground, they probably couldn't understand why the young man in front of him grew up like a battlefield killing god?

I don't feel cold in my heart,

Without hesitation in his hand, the feather arrow flew out, as if a light whistle, and shot towards Luobei with the sound of the wind.

When the feather arrow was about to get close, Luo Bei suddenly raised his head, and his body did not dodge, but when the feather arrow was about to pass through, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of his chest.

The feather arrow pierced through the metacarpal bone, dripping with blood, and Luo Bei even took two steps back before he could barely stand firm, but what was puzzling was that he didn't seem to feel pain at all.

"What are you waiting for, kill!" said a final order in his voice, with some eagerness.

At this time, the Jin soldiers, who were originally stunned in place, reacted and immediately stepped forward again.

Luo Bei was hit by an arrow in his hand, and at this moment, dozens of golden soldiers rushed up, and it was already in danger.

Suddenly, there was a shrill chirp in the sky, and when I looked up, I saw a snow eagle hovering overhead.

The sound of the wind and the sound of the eagle are equally piercing and chilling.

A white horse galloped from the official road outside the town, and behind him was a burst of smoke and dust, the white horse seemed to be extremely fast, and in a few blinks of an eye, it was already in the crowd.

When dozens of people were besieging Luobei, the 3,000 prisoners naturally made way for the white horse.

He couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard the sound of the eagle, and soon he saw the white horse galloping outside the town, and his vigilance was great, and a person like him who had been on the battlefield for a long time could almost be said to have a reflex for the perception of danger.

With just one glance, he could conclude that the man on horseback was a formidable opponent.

He took the long knife from the hands of his guards, even in the face of Luobei, who was full of anger, although he had the heart to kill him, he did not personally lift the knife so seriously.

He raised a hand, and behind him there was a team of nearly 100 good fighters, and immediately clenched their swords and guns as if they were facing a great enemy.

The white horse rushed into the crowd, and with the white horse rushed in was a cold spear, the cold spear was full of endless cold, and in an instant, it had pierced the chests of several golden soldiers.

Blood splattered, and the horses neighed.

Luo Bei, who was covered in blood, raised his somewhat hazy eyes and saw a young general with a cold face sitting on a white horse.

The cold spear in the young general's hand swept up and down the crowd, like sweeping autumn leaves, and those frightened golden soldiers fell again in an instant.

These golden soldiers were captured by the young general for a short time, but after all, they were used to the days of waiting on the battlefield, where was it so easy to be frightened, and they quickly gathered back and fought with the young general.

The golden soldiers are still falling, the cold spear in the hand of the young general is flying like a silver dragon, and the white horse under his crotch is also powerful, and the crowd is like a tiger like a wolf, and the sound of killing is everywhere.

He also looked at the brave young general, and then looked at the avenue outside the town, and found that except for this white horse and a cold gun, there was no one to ride.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

I want to follow the second prince to complete the southern and northern wars in half of my life, and I have experienced many battles of unknown sizes, all of which are extremely tragic, when did I not rush in front of the two armies, and kill tens of millions of people from the Southern Dynasty and the Liao Kingdom?

The reason why he was very vigilant just now was because he found that the smoke and dust were billowing outside the town, and he didn't know how many enemy troops were coming, how could he know that in the end there was only one person and one horse, even if this young general was very brave, but how could the battle-filled army of more than 100 people under his command be given in vain?

Trying to take these 3,000 prisoners from oneself with one person and one ride is no different from daydreaming, but just adding a corpse!

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