A hundred meters away on both sides of the road, torches were thrown behind him, and what made Po Han Wu frightened was that those people shrank in the forest and did not come out to intercept them, to say that they did not dare to go up, it was impossible, they could only receive an order and watch themselves go up the mountain. （）

How did these bandits get interrogated? Did they rely on a small wooden whistle?

With doubts, Po Han Wu helped Cheng Lin, like the wind, and rolled to the gate halfway up the mountain.

The wall is tall and majestic, the cold stone wall is glowing with white light, on all sides, countless torches illuminate like day, and the darkness in the distance, like a crouching giant beast, seems to be ready to pounce out at any time.

It should be quiet in the mountains and wilderness, and all kinds of wild things rise and fall, and it is very lively.

Many soldiers stood on the top and both sides of the pass, strong bows and crossbows, layered on top of each other, among the butterflies, there were even three divine arm crossbows, this thing was very powerful, and armor-breaking was a common thing.

Tall and short, more than a dozen leaders with different images, and the spirit of the introverted leader stood in front of the pass, looking at himself, they were backlit, their faces were dark, and they couldn't see it really, and the person in the middle of the face, there were two people beside him holding torches, tall and handsome, looking at themselves thoughtfully.

That kind of look is somewhat familiar.

When he was covered in blood and stood in front of the Xixia attached horse, it was this kind of look in his eyes, indifferent and full of pity, like looking at a fool, that guy's surroundings were full of iron harriers, people and horses with iron armor, skilled martial arts, and invulnerable iron harriers.

Po Han Wu wanted to laugh, the original Xixia attached horse was cut off by himself, can this gang of thieves trap themselves today?

But I can't laugh at all!

The dozen or so leaders looked at each other, there was an invisible momentum, the mountain collapse and tsunami were pressing, if there was substance, the air was a little colder, far more than the iron harrier.

And everywhere outside the city, many small warbands were adjusting in an orderly manner, and some were walking up from the mountainside down the mountain, not fast or slow, and the march became more and more regular.

Around him, there were many small teams of three people, layered in layers, blocking the left and right and the return route.

The bright light around him was adapted, and he could see more than a dozen leaders in front of the walled gate.

The first person on the left has a red face and long hair, phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, and holds a green dragon glaive knife, which is the image of Guan Sheng in the temple;

The first person on the right had a shiny bald head and a fierce face, and a handy shovel in his hand looked terrifying; the next person had a large piece of green mark on half of his face, and his cheeks and beard were slightly purple; and below him was a slender and handsome young man.

These five people knew at a glance that they were out of their class, they were the best of the best, they were the only ones in ten thousand, how could there be so many elite leaders in the little Erlongshan?

The red-faced one seems to be Guan Sheng, a descendant of Guan Gong, how do you have to fight this fight?

Why does Huang Xin claim to be Zhen Sanshan, it is the other few people under the head of these five people, it doesn't seem to be worse than the so-called Zhen Sanshan, that is, those soldiers who are three people and a team, the army is neat, the advance and retreat are orderly, and they are not easy to get along, Po Han Wu is angry, if he can get out this time, he has to pinch out the of Zhen Sanshan Huang Xin.

Po Han Wu's hand supporting Cheng Lin tightened slightly, signaling to the other party, ready to invite God, the next fierce battle is only afraid that it will not be easy to get out, and the strength of Erlong Mountain is measured by the ability of Zhen Sanshan, and the mistake is big.

"Shi Dalang, return my horse!" The high-pitched and sharp young man's voice suddenly pierced the night sky, and he was furious.

Shi Jin, who was standing in the third place on the right, touched his face and didn't speak, if he got close enough, he could see that his eyes were a little dodgy, he was essentially a pure person, he went to Shaohua Mountain, as a big boss, in fact, he was not very qualified, because he was too righteous, he was not very interested in robbery, and he was even a little disgusted.

Behind him flashed out the Divine Machine Master Zhu Wu, this person was calm, smiling and clenching his fists: "Ha, I've seen the little Taoist, if the Xiaodao chief can answer my words, it's not a problem, please ask, there is a royal word on the horse's buttocks, how to get the official royal horse in the cultivation of the Taoist." ”

The young man's martial arts are not good, but he is not shallow, and from the cautious appearance and hints of Po Han Wu, he knows that he is a little sad today.

Finally, he no longer concealed his origins, and pulled the banner to make a tiger skin: "I am a disciple of the national teacher Guo Jing, there is a royal horse that is very tight, if you are a friend enough, it is nothing to give you a horse, but it is not okay to lie to me, either return the horse, or your little cottage, razed to the ground!"

"National teacher Guo Jing? also ask Ding Da to be the master, how to end today's matter?" Zhu Wu has his own theory, he has no good impression of the official family, this horse is in hand, of course it will not be returned, but they just arrived at Erlong Mountain yesterday, they don't know Ding Yi, Shaohua Mountain merged into Erlong Mountain, it is a big deal, it is related to the lives of all brothers, Lu Zhishen obeys Ding Yi, but he has no friendship with Lu Zhishen, therefore, he wants to take this opportunity to see Ding Yi's character and attitude, the problem is handed over to Ding Yi, and he is a cold bystander.

The sound of the wooden whistle was transmitted along the way, and a herald explained the content of the communication to Ding Yi, and the soldiers on the ambush road under the mountain were killed and wounded.

Ding Yi didn't answer Zhu Wu's question, and asked Po Han Wu in a deep voice: "My subordinate Erlang, you killed him?"

Po Han Wudao: "Lying on the road at night, either traitor or thief, if you are a traitor, you will be killed!"

Ding Yi stared at Po Han Wu coldly, and seeing that the other party was resolute, he didn't say much, waved his hand, and ordered: "Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the whistle blew, and above the gate, two soldiers waved the red flag in their hands vigorously to convey the message to everyone.

The order is like a mountain!

Arrows raining down!

Collapse Collapse ...... , The sound of the bow and crossbow did not stop, and when Splash Han Wu gave the order, he rushed forward with a big step, about ten meters or so, paused slightly, and walked backwards, blocking in front of the young Fenglin, shouting: "Please God!"

All the soldiers stared closely, and many people were extremely uncomfortable with Han Wu's step, and more than half of the arrows shot to the position where they stayed ten steps away.

Splash Han's five hands are like wheels, grabbing and slapping, slapping, crackling, popping, and more than 100 long arrows were piled up in front of Splash Han's five feet in an instant, and there were even several small javelins and short axes.

It's just that there are too many arrows, and the divine arm crossbow is strong, and the slightest contact will tell that something is wrong, although it was shot, it still grazed Han Wu's shoulder, bringing out a trace of blood.

"The sky is clear, the earth is spiritual, the sun and the moon are shining, according to me, I serve the Taishang Laojun, save Simin, disciple Fenglin, sincerely please, the martial saint Guan Yu is coming, defend my body, subdue the demons, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!"

The little Taoist Fenglin stomped the ground with his right foot, muttering quickly and in a low voice in his mouth, behind him, a statue of a god appeared a phantom, with phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, heroic and majestic.

This phantom is invisible to ordinary people, only Bai Suzhen, Bai Qing'er, Yin Yeping, and Ding Yi can detect abnormalities.

The statue of the god and the wind forest are combined, and the small figure of the wind forest is a big tonic pill, and in the sound of ho-ho, it has swelled, but this kind of increase is very slow and steady, and it is blocked by Splash Han Wu for a short time, and it is not clear to see.

Xiao Xiaofeng Lin didn't decide who to invite, but when he saw Guan Sheng, he had a bad taste, this is to ask the ancestors to beat the descendants, and the true gods to fight the dummies. He thought that Guan Sheng was pretending to be Guan Yu.