Dugu Kang rode his horse and pursued the Khitan envoys.

He wants to rob the marriage, *** naked robbery, without a trace of concealment.

After living in the Jurchen tribe for many years, Dugu Kang has also been infected with the customs here. In the Jurchen tribe, marriage is not as chattering as the Han people, the Jurchens worship the strong, worship heroes, and respect the strong. Those warriors in the army are always loved by beautiful women.

The strong are respected, and if you can't get it, you can grab it!

To be reasonable, it's better to do it and beat him!

Riding on horseback, the scenery on the side of the road passed quickly, and Dugu Kang traveled quickly, galloping towards the path.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

It's close!

It's close, it's close!

At this time, a distant team appeared, it was the envoy team of the Khitan people, and there was one of them, who was the little Khitan prince.

Sou!

As soon as his body was longitudinal, Dugu Kang jumped up, flying up like a wild goose, and his body fell on the road, blocking the way for the Khitan team to advance.

Gray animal skin robe, unkempt head, bronze skin, holding a sword wrapped in a leather bag in his arms, Dugu Kang stood there, like a god of war descended on the world, born for battle, born for bloody battle.

"Bold, who are you, who are you who are actually blocking the way of my little prince, aren't you afraid of death?" shouted a servant, with arrogance in his tone.

"It turned out to be you, that savage!" The little Khitan prince seemed to remember that figure, and couldn't help laughing: "Savage, are you here to give me a gift?"

Dugu Kang's face was cold, and he said calmly: "I'm here to rob my relatives! Yinling is not your woman, but my woman!"

"Kiss grab!"

The little prince of Khitan laughed out loud, his expression was full of disdain, "You are a wild man, are you qualified to rob the king's woman? Get out, otherwise the king won't mind and will slash you to death!"

"You're not my opponent!"

Dugu Kang shook his head, his face unchanged.

This little Khitan prince is weak in blood and blood, lacking in spirit, and weak in ability, he can kill him with one finger.

He didn't bother to kill such ants.

"What, savage, you're looking for death!"

The little prince of Khitan rode his horse to kill, and with the help of horsepower, the scimitar in his hand waved, and a silver knife light was drawn, and he slashed and killed.

And Dugu Kang stood there stunned, as if he was scared stupid!

The little Khitan prince licked his lips, and his eyes flashed hideous, as if he had seen a good head cut off, blood splashed, and turned into a poignant red glow.

"Kill!"

The knife flashed and slashed at Dugu Kang's neck.

Dugu Kang moved, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the scimitar.

"It's really looking for death!" "The little prince of Khitan sneered: "My scimitar, how can it be resisted by flesh and blood!"

The scimitar flashed and slashed at the palm of that Dugu Kang's hand.

There is no splash of flesh, no thrill of a scimitar entering the flesh, and no images of blood flying.

"Dangchang!"

There was a crisp sound, as if it had been slashed at gold and iron.

The Khitan little prince's arm was numb, his arm seemed to be wasted, and the scimitar almost came out of his hand.

Dugu Kang's right hand stretched out, like a dragon probing his claws, grabbing the blade tightly, and the scimitar wanted to move a little but couldn't get it.

"Let go!"

Dugu Kang shouted in a low voice, his right arm was forced, and he pulled it into his arms.

The little prince of Khitan immediately felt a huge surge of power, and had to let go, so as not to be torn off the war horse, and the scimitar in his hand fell off.

"Damn, who are you?"

The little Khitan prince only felt that his face was burning, and he was extremely ashamed.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is, I'm here to rob my relatives!" Dugu Kang said, "Yinling is a big beauty of my Jurchen tribe, how can I marry you this waste." If you want to marry her, I'll talk about winning the battle?"

"Boy, what qualifications do you have to fight with me, give it to me, kill him!" the little Khitan prince roared angrily.

"Yes, little prince!"

These guards dismounted one after another, took out their scimitars, surrounded Dugu Kang, and slashed at them with knives.

"If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world; if a husband is not strong, how can you be strong in the world! Yelu Abaoji, what a hero he was back then, but now, his children and grandchildren are all a bunch of waste! It seems that the Khitan is rotten!"

There was some disdain in Dugu Kang's tone, his body moved, like duckweed, flashed the long knife that was chopped, and his elbow moved, nailing it to the chest of a guard.

"Bang!"

The Khitan guard, his chest collapsed, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he fell to the side.

Dugu Kang's body was moving, moving to the left, his right hand reached out, pinched the blade of the knife, his arm flipped, and the scimitar immediately came out of the hands of the Khitan guards.

As if glued to the palm of his hand, the scimitar flipped over, as if it was a part of his body, and with a snort, he looked at the neck of a guard, blood gushed out, and he was already dead.

"Kill!"

Dugu Kang only felt that the fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, the blood in his body was boiling, every muscle was surging, the energy of his body was circulating, and between the changes in his body shape, it was like an ape being agile, like a tiger pounced, a war horse leaped, a spirit snake breathed, and a wild bear pounced.

Suddenly, it was no longer a person, but an incarnate beast, with infinite combat skills, like the instinct of the body, surging out quickly.

"Alas!"

"Oops!"

"It's not good, it's amazing!"

In less than ten breaths, more than thirty guards fell to the ground, or were slashed in the neck, or hit in the heart and lungs, or hit in the temple, or hit the lower yin.

Most of the places hit were critical places, and they were either killed instantly, or they were not far from death.

Shoot mercilessly, mercilessly shoot!

The way of martial arts is not in beauty, not in health, but in fighting, killing with knives and swords, and hurting people with fists.

The true meaning of martial arts is not in the rivers and lakes, but in the battlefield.

Fighting on the battlefield has created martial arts!

Martial arts exist for the sake of battlefield fighting!

The fierce fighting frightened the horsemen who were driving the carriage, and some of the horsemen were even so frightened that they hid under the carriage.

Dugu Kang turned over and jumped and flew towards the carriage in the middle.

In that carriage, there may be Wan Yan Yinling, who is also the object of his marriage robbery.

How can an outsider touch his woman?

Regardless of your prince's relatives, the women who dare to rob me will be killed!

His left hand reached out, and as soon as Dugu Kang lifted the curtain, he felt a murderous aura coming, and a dagger with cold light and shining was bitten like a poisonous snake.

A silver light swept through and stabbed directly into Dugu Kang's heart!

"It's so fast!"

Dugu Kang was secretly surprised in his heart, his palm turned into a knife, and his true qi gathered in his palm, and the original fleshy palm immediately became faster than the blade and harder than steel.

"Dangchang!"

A crisp sound of gold and iron crashing came, and Dugu Kang only felt that his palms were numb, and he secretly felt a lot of strength.

At this time, I looked intently and saw a woman in a fur coat, holding a dagger in her hand, assassinating her.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Between the flips of the dagger, it seemed to grow in the palm of the woman's hand, and in just a moment, it was a few more strong attacks.

This woman is only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, but there is a vicious aura between her eyebrows, a dagger in her right hand, and a claw skill in her left hand, and her left and right hands cooperate tacitly, like raindrops, and she attacks violently!

"Talon Hand!"

Dugu Kang's five fingers changed, as if Da Luo's sky net fell, and his claws flipped to resolve the attack from this shop.

All kinds of ruthless tricks, like sunshine melting snow, have been cracked.

Suddenly, the woman opposite felt a trace of pressure, and her heart was timid, and her momentum was frustrated.

The duel of martial arts focuses on momentum, and when the momentum is frustrated, there are many flaws in the moves!

Dugu Kang flew forward, like a big eagle swooping, and the fur woman's moves were even more flustered, holding the dagger and smearing it towards Dugu Kang's neck.

Dugu Kang did not retreat but advanced, his arm reached out, and accurately grabbed the wrist of the fur girl, the girl struggled, trying to get rid of it, but felt like an iron tong, firmly stuck in the master, difficult to move.

The girl shouted, "Let it go!"

As he spoke, his face was a little red. Growing so big, this is the first man of the opposite sex other than relatives to hold her wrist.

"Let go!"

Dugu Kang didn't have a trace of pity for the jade, and with a twist of the situation, the dagger fell off in the girl's hand.

"Bastard!" the girl swung her left fist, but it was twisted again, and the double wall was carried behind her back, and it was difficult to move a little.

"You're too weak!"

Dugu Kang said lightly. This girl, between her moves, has a famous demeanor, and she has obviously been instructed by a master, but it's a pity that her actual combat ability is too weak, and she was captured in a light way.

"Let go of me!" cried the maiden, how dare this man be so rebellious and do this to her.

The girl's arm was accused, she couldn't move, her toes kicked back, and she kicked Dugu Kang's yin.

Dugu Kang's body flashed, avoiding the severed son and grandson's feet, and a trace of coldness flashed in his expression.

"Split the muscles and bones!"

The palm of the hand flipped over, click, click, there was a sound, and the girl only felt a sharp pain up and down her body, and then fell to the ground softly, unable to lift it again.

The right shoulder was dislocated, the right elbow was dislocated, the right wrist was dislocated, and the left arm was dislocated, and then the knee and ankle were dislocated.

Dugu Kang's movements were very fast, and he staggered the girl's important joints.

It hurts, it hurts!

The girl felt a string of heart-piercing pains and wanted to faint, but she couldn't.

In Dugu Kang's hands, the muscles and bones were staggered, and it was difficult to move in a moment.

"I'm hungry, I won't let you go!"

The girl said hatefully.

Dugu Kang ignored it, got into the carriage, and hugged a girl. This woman was pitiful, with a rope tied to her body, a cloth ball in her mouth, and her expression was full of grievances.

It was Wanyan Yinling who was forced to marry and was escorted to the car.

Dugu Kang stretched out his hand to tear off the cloth ball, and Yinling immediately said aggrievedly: "Wood, you finally came to save me!"

"Let's go home!" Dugu Kang said.

"Woo, I don't have a home. Dad sold me to the Khitans, and I have no home!" said Yinling, crying with a whimper.

"Where there is me, it is home!" Dugu Kang said.

Silver Bell nodded, her eyes full of tenderness.

Dugu Kang's eyes were cold, he looked at the limp girl on the ground, and the little Khitan prince who was stunned on the side, and said coldly: "Don't mess with me." Otherwise, this is the end!"

With a punch, the stone on the side shattered.

As he spoke, Dugu Kang picked up Wanyan Yinling and turned to leave.

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