In the face of Jiang Fan's strong self-confidence, He Jinhuan was surprised and puzzled, he couldn't understand at all how Jiang Fan had such a strong force that Wang Ye Yunyao could fight with.

But then, the two of them didn't ask anything more, and after jumping on Xiaobai's back again, they thought about the east of the northern prairie again.

After going east for 200 miles, the sky at this time gradually darkened. At this point, when Jiang Fan looked down from the sky, he immediately saw that on the grassland below, there were bonfires and wolves howling far and near.

The gray cloth dome tents are all arranged in that flat place. These strange-looking tents were guarded by dozens of Beijon bandits in coarse cloth coats.

Jiang Fan ordered Xiaobai to fly directly downward, but along the way, he was asking He Jinhuan: "How many bandits are there in this Jin Xiaoguang bandit group?"

After He Jinhuan pondered carefully, he replied: "I'm afraid that there are hundreds of people, but most of the strong and strong people are not different from ordinary people, after all, this Jin Xiaohuang is just a bandit group, not enough to attract those powerful aliens to help." ”

When Jiang Fan heard this, he just nodded, and didn't ask, but Tian Xiaoyan was secretly relieved, so he was silent for a while, looked at Jiang Fan and asked, "I'm waiting like this, are you in a hurry?"

Although she was eager to avenge those who were killed, there were hundreds of robbers here at the moment, and it was a bit of a big deal to go down so directly.

But the young man smiled, looked at the two of them, and said, "Go now, go straight to the leader of the bandits, and leave the rest to me...... With the little white too. ”

He Jinhuan looked at him in surprise and smelled: "Brother Jiang, this is not a joke, these people are murderous, bloodthirsty and brutal, you alone can do it?"

Even Tian Xiaoyan looked at him stunned and worried, and asked: "What He Daxia said is right, Jiang Gongzi, it is better for us to join forces together, in this way, it will also help to advance and retreat." ”

Seeing that they didn't trust him, Jiang Fan was also helpless, the reason why he said that was to want a quick solution, so he still insisted: "It's good for the two of you to rest assured, of course I can't do it alone, but isn't there still Xiaobai! What's more, as long as the two of them capture and kill the bandit leader, I think this group of rabble will naturally lose their fighting spirit, and when the time comes, it will be much easier for us to break them one by one together." ”

Hearing this, He Jinhuan and Tian Xiaoyan looked at each other, although they felt that it was not unreasonable, but they also felt a little surprised. Fighting a hundred people with one person and one bird, isn't this something that only the legendary immortals can do?

Of course, they naturally wouldn't really believe that Jiang Fan was an immortal cultivator, but such a terrifying thought was enough to make it difficult for the two of them to calm down for a while.

It's just that seeing that he insisted, the two didn't say anything anymore, but they still told him that if he was defeated by then, he must immediately let Xiaobai flee the battlefield with him.

Jiang Fan agreed on the surface, but he didn't care a little in his heart, he just understood that they all had good intentions, so he wouldn't justify anything.

Then, the three of them and a white eagle swooped down into the camp of 100 people. And because Xiaobai was so fast, the robbers who guarded the camp and the robbers who added wood to the huge bonfire could not find its fall in the first place.

It was not until a deafening noise came out of the darkness that the robbers were alarmed.

I saw that the Quartet began to quarrel, and many tall, strong, and burly Beirong people came from all sides with round knives and weapons.

In their panicked eyes, a domed tent in the center of the camp, very close to the main tent of the spire, was completely crushed under them by a huge white shadow.

The huge white shadow fell from the sky and fell fiercely here, startling up bursts of dust, half covering the white shadow's body.

At this moment, two strong men with tiger arms and ox waists walked out of the main tent quickly. The two strong men were untidy, but they looked very angry, and at the same time asked, "What's the matter?"

His exit was the ancient and obscure language of the Beirong people, so he had already fallen to the ground at this time, and the four Jiang Fan standing in front of Xiaobai could not understand it.

The robber soldiers on all sides hurriedly whined and chattered something, obviously explaining the scene that had just appeared.

After hearing these words, the two strong men of Beirong were immediately shocked and angry, and immediately pulled out the full moon scimitar they carried, and their eyes were furious and ferocious, guiding the surrounding robber soldiers towards the place where the smoke and dust gradually subsided.

Looking at those people swaggering over, Jiang Fan and the three of them, who were hidden in the smoke and dust, began to say something.

I only heard Jiang Fan ask: "Presumably those two are the bandit leaders of this Jin Xiaoguang bandit group?"

He Jinhuan looked at the Beirong people around him who were satisfied and angry, nodded as well, and said, "It seems that he is undoubtedly him." ”

Jiang Fan smiled at this time: "Okay, act according to the plan, I will go out with Xiaobai to contain those bandits first, and you will solve the two bandit leaders." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the two of them to nod, Jiang Fan jumped straight out of the smoke and dust in one step, and Xiao Bai suddenly appeared in front of the robber soldiers who were vigilant around him.

Seeing him jump out of the smoke and dust, and only looking at the clothes and clothes on his body, all the Beirong bandits instantly understood that he was from the Tang Dynasty, a Han man.

In the steppe of Wulierdu, the Beirong people despised the Han people very much, so they now forget that when a Han dared to break into the camp without knowing whether he was alive or dead, they were all cruel and wanted to break his body into ten thousand pieces and put him in the broth for a full meal.

It's not that they're joking about this kind of thing, it's that these people can really do it. For many years, the people on the border of the Tang Dynasty have died at the hands of these Beirong bandits, and there are "many" who have been eaten by these seemingly inhuman monsters.

This makes the Beirong people always have the impression of being a foreign barbarian in the hearts of the Tang people. They are brutal and bloodthirsty by nature, and they treat cannibalism as a common thing, and such monsters are no longer human.

Of course, the Northern Empire Beirong is a place with a clear system and a strong but not bloodthirsty national style, which is completely different from the bandits on the northern steppe.

Beirong, also known as the ancient language, is the medium of inheritance, that is, the ancient language. This kind of language is obscure, profound, extremely difficult to understand, and inconvenient to express, so for thousands of years, the barren and icy land of Beirong has not been able to have so many people who know etiquette and etiquette like the land of the south.

If we talk about the history of the human race in the world, I am afraid that it is impossible to talk about it, but from the context inherited from the southern countries, such as the Tang Dynasty, Western Chu, Eastern Jin Dynasty and the countries of the Southern Regions, we can get a glimpse of one or two.

In the ancient world, the human race was already very prosperous. It's just that in these inherited contexts, it is not difficult to see that in the land to the north, there is no deeds about the Beirong people.

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