Yan Long continued to kill and poke the action, only to see his figure flash, dodging the scimitar of an Eagle Master samurai, going around the back of the samurai, pinching his neck, and with a force, the samurai's head drooped softly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Long carried the corpse of this warrior in his hand, and with a leap, he flew in the air, and the tiger roared: "Is this the warrior of your Eagle Master?

The onlookers let out an earth-shattering cheer.

Seeing this scene, Kuo Kuo was worried that if Yan Long continued to kill like this, the herdsmen's anti-Eagle Master sentiment would continue to be stirred up, and he was afraid that even his own power might be unstable. So, he ordered the warriors of the tribe again: "Go and kill that Han slave!" The warriors remained silent.

With a gloomy face, he pulled out his scimitar from the waist of the person beside him, and with two swords in succession, he killed two Gegen warriors who did not obey orders, and he shouted with red eyes and a hideous face: "Go!

Kuokuo was also a famous warrior in Gegen when he was young, and at this time, he moved the real fire, and it was indeed murderous, which was very terrifying.

The warriors of Gegen looked at the corpses of their companions, and their hearts shuddered, and they were forced to draw their scimitars one after another and surrounded the Yan Dragon.

But at this time, Saqiwu of the Eagle Division raised his hand to stop the "hospitality" of Kuang Kuo.

"A hundred iron-blooded men of the Eagle Division were beaten to death and wounded against a Han slave, and they were embarrassed. If this is going to get out, do I still have the face to come out and walk the rivers and lakes? No, I have to get back the face I have lost!" Saqiu thought hatefully in his heart.

He stood up from the ground proudly, pointed at the samurai at Gegen, and shouted, "You all retreat. We will solve the affairs of our Eagle Division by ourselves. Our enemies, we will kill ourselves!" he said, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips.

The samurai of Gegen wanted him to say this, and immediately stopped approaching.

Even though the wound in his abdomen was still bleeding, Yan Long was still smiling!

Suddenly, he raised a hand towards Saqiwu, raised three fingers, and then said in a loud voice in Mongolian: "From just now to now, I have killed thirty more people. Are all your Eagle Master rabbits?!"

His bold remarks made the onlookers cheer with earth-shattering cheers, and people's emotions were completely stirred!

Maybe they have been oppressed for too long, and even though they are only facing a small team of the Eagle Division now, the people of Gegen are still as excited as if the main force of the Eagle Division has been completely annihilated.

Suoya, who was watching Yan Long from afar, showed a look of great fascination and reverence in her eyes, but at the same time, she was also faintly worried about Yan Long's situation of being one against one hundred.

Soya knelt on the ground, her hands and ten fingers clasped, as if praying to the sky, and murmured: "Immortal Heaven, I, Suoya, beg you with the most pious heart, may Yan Long be safe and sound, and I, Suoya, am willing to exchange my life." ”

Now, in the field, there are sixty-six people left in the Eagle Division.

Yan Long suddenly pointed at a tall and thin warrior in their queue who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole and said, "I'm going to kill you in three moves!"

Yan Long's words shocked Slender Bamboo Pole, and he subconsciously stepped back.

Yan Long put away the Rainbow Knife, kicked his feet, and the whole person exploded with a very fast and whirling qi, and his person had come to the thin bamboo pole in an instant.

The powerful qi enveloped the thin bamboo pole, making him feel cold, and he raised his scimitar and slashed at the top of Yan Long's head.

At the moment when the knife cuts out-

The thin bamboo pole suddenly found that Yan Long was gone.

Yan Long had already circled behind him and cut the throat of an Eagle Master Warrior behind him, and when the Eagle Master Warrior fell to the ground, Yan Long said in a rambling voice: "First move!!"

After hearing the sound, the thin bamboo pole bent down and spun, turned around and slashed Yan Long's waist.

Yan Long's body was like a ghost, and he circled in front of him again, and the Rainbow Knife suddenly appeared in his hand, the sword light was like lightning, and it swept over the chest of a Eagle Master Warrior, but the blade slashed through the throat of another Eagle Master Warrior with a violent tremor!

Yan Long jumped high, and instantly landed beside the thin bamboo pole, and continued in a loud voice: "Second move!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the two Eagle Master warriors burst out of his chest, and even his heart burst out, and the other's head rolled to the ground like a winter melon!

Kill two people in one move!

The skinny bamboo pole was almost tormented by the fear of death and was going crazy. He roared and threw himself at Yan Long. He wants to end it all as soon as possible, whether it's killing or being killed!

At this time, Saqiu made a move! Watching his men being slaughtered like broilers one by one, his pride was hurt by 10,000 points.

Saqiu also wields a sword, but his sword is much faster than that of other Eagle Warriors.

He slashed at him, and even the grass on the grassland was shoveled up by his sword, and the ground was scorched black as if it had been struck by thunder.

The surrounding crowd let out a burst of exclamations, some worried about Yan Long, and some shocked by Saqiwu's knife.

"Pure Yang True Qi. Yan Long said secretly.

Saqiwu is a master of the sect craftsman, and his move is obviously to protect the thin bamboo pole, otherwise with Yan Long's killing method of pointing and fighting, the rustic spirit of his subordinates will be dispersed sooner or later.

Yan Long didn't touch him, his body suddenly jumped up as if he had been lifted up in the air. The wind of Saqiu's knife brushed under his boots. Yan Long slapped out with one palm, and the third type of the cloud-piercing palm "Flying Cloud Electricity" suddenly blasted out, and the palm power swept over Saqiwu's shoulder!

Saqiwu was shocked, and the scimitar was sharply retracted, preventing Yan Long from making a second move.

But Yan Long fell from the sky, but he didn't make another move, he just stretched out three fingers and said in a loud voice: "Third move!!"

Saqiwu's heart sank: "It turns out that his move is not aimed at me!" He turned around and looked, only to see that a big hole had been blasted open in the chest of the thin bamboo pole, and he was slowly falling to the ground!

The crowd of onlookers burst into thunderous applause.

Saqiu was already furious at this time.

He exploded with the same energy as a hurricane, and he was ready to use his deadly move.

Yan Long looked at him coldly, his figure flickered, and he dodged the killing moves of several Eagle Master Warriors one after another, and then a cloud of white-blue flames condensed from his palm.

Xinyan.

Yan Long swept the legs of the three Eagle Master warriors one after another, and then he pressed his palm on the ground and shouted, "Heavenly Fire-"

The habit of shouting the name of a move when making a move like this Yan Long had never had before. He did this for a purpose.

Xuanli was like being driven by a god, and through the ground, he instantly threw all his heart on Saqiwu's body.

In an instant, the fire burned rapidly on Saqiu's body, and he was burned to ashes at once!

The Eagle Division and the warriors were all stunned by the burned Saqiu at once.

Is Yan Long a human or a god?

The onlookers were also thinking about this question. They forgot to cheer for a moment. After a while, some people in the crowd began to kneel down and pay homage in the direction of Yan Long.

Yan Long killed Saqiwu with one move, and the Xuanli value was only 9 points.

With a long roar, he rushed towards the other Eagle Master warriors.

The sword flashed, and the blood rushed to the sky......