The two walked to the entrance of the East Market, and the strong man in armor had a dark face, and his serious expression was like a layer of gray ink. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't even look at Bai Kehan, and his eyes directly checked the people who passed by.

Bai Kehan led Wei Xiaolin past him, until the two of them came under the tree, and the bloody scene made Bai Kehan, who was already preoccupied, clench his fists tightly.

There was a bloody horse lying on the ground, the head of the horse was still breathing, but his limbs and all of them were cut off, those parts were not fatal, the blood was flowing, and the horse could not die.

"This—" Wei Xiaolin covered his eyes, he turned his back viciously, and called out in a snorting tone: "It must be the ghost of the horse merchant, he saw that we didn't pay, so he called someone to cut down our horses." ”

Bai Kehan squatted down to check the horse's injury, the horse's eyes began to condense a layer of mist film, it was already hopeless, it lost too much blood, and every minute and second of the next moment, life was a pain.

Bai Kehan's hand gradually moved towards the horse's throat, and with a sharp click, the horse finally fell, and it no longer felt pain.

Wei Xiaolin was shouting, and a long arrow was shot out in the distance, with three pointed spears pinned to the arrows, and the guns were still barb-shaped, and they used this to capture the horse and let it lose its freedom.

Originally, Bai Kehan's reins were not very strong, and as long as the horses were willing, they could easily break free.

Bai Kehan gently took the long arrow with one hand, and there were blood stains on the arrow, and he pinched off three sharp spears in one hand.

Then look at the barbed blood holes in the hind limbs of the horse's thighs, which are constantly oozing blood, apparently immobilized, and then the limbs are cut off until the horse dies in pain.

Such a cruel method is really heart-wrenching.

Bai Kehan pushed Wei Xiaolin's body back, making him lean his back against the tree trunk.

Ten big men with red fruits and upper bodies emerged, their bare hands, and their abilities fluctuated between three-star samurai. Behind him appeared the crooked-mouthed horse merchant who had collected the money before, smiling playfully and shamelessly traising his eyebrows.

"Sample, I knew this was the case, and I obediently paid fifty taels of money. The crooked-mouthed horse merchant said.

"But now, if you want to leave, you have to pay again, or you will have to be beaten and suffered. ”

Bai Kehan snorted angrily when he thought of the torture the horses had endured, he couldn't save the wet nurse at the beginning, and now he had people slaughter his own horses, this breath couldn't be held.

He lifted the Five Holy Techniques of the Bronze Realm, stepped forward suddenly, and punched a three-star warrior's chest directly into a depression.

The strong man didn't even react, his whole body slammed backwards, and the crooked-mouthed horse merchant was unfortunate enough to be pressed underneath.

Not to mention the strong man, when everyone reacted, Bai Kehan had already disappeared in place, and with a bang, another person lay forward, his face was grinding blood on the ground, his nose was smoothed, and looking down, this person's back was also sunken into a fist pit.

Bai Kehan has not yet used the martial arts of fist heart technique, only relying on the power of his fist, he knocked down one by one, and the scene was one after another, but it was a pity that the crooked mouth Ma Shang was pressed to the ground and could not move, his face was buried deep in the chest of the strong man, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

Just as the crooked-mouthed horse merchant was about to suffocate, a light air rushed to the tip of his nose, and he found that he could breathe unimpeded.

When he opened his eyes and saw it, the strong man who was originally pressing on him was carried by Bai Kehan with one hand, and then he was thrown aside casually, and the strong man did not move from beginning to end, and it was estimated that he was dead.

"You, you!" the crooked-mouthed horse merchant was about to wonder, why are you here, my samurai thugs?

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Bai Kehan, his eyes looked in the direction of the tree trunk, where there were seven or eight corpses lying crookedly, and the corpses all had the same depression on their bodies.

Seeing this embarrassing picture, the crooked-mouthed horse merchant was shocked, he seemed to feel that he had provoked someone who should not be provoked, this person was too strong, and ten three-star samurai thugs were solved in such a short period of time?

"Greatly...... My lord, I-"

The crooked-mouthed Ma Shang wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, Bai Kehan punched him on his left arm, and in order to prevent him from being blown away by the punch, his left hand grabbed Ma Shang's body.

"Ahh

The crooked-mouthed horse merchant screamed vigorously, what Bai Kehan wanted was for him to feel the pain that the horse had endured in front of him, and to treat him in the same way.

He didn't die so quickly.

Squeak!

His left foot was broken, and a pain from the depths of his soul and transmitted to the nerves of his spine caused the crooked mouth to faint several times.

Bai Kehan was familiar with the meridian acupuncture points, and with a small pinch, the crooked mouth Ma Shang came to his senses.

When he was awake, it was a hell of Yama, and he didn't have time to scream, and his right knee shattered.

"No, it's not the horse I killed, it's the market guard, the horse he tortured. The crooked-mouthed horse merchant squeaked, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Bai Kehan finally gave him a good time, threw it casually, and the crooked mouth of the horse merchant fell directly to the armored man.

The armored man's escape route was suddenly blocked by a corpse, he pulled out his spear and made an attacking posture towards Bai Kehan.

"Don't come here, I'm a special guard of the Qingyun Sect, if you kill me, be careful of offending the entire Qingyun Sect!"

"Fart, just look at the doordog!" Wei Xiaolin in the distance was burned by Bai Kehan's decisive gesture, and he put his hand in front of his mouth into a trumpet shape, hoping that the sound could penetrate further.

The big man was frightened of Bai Kehan's fist, where could he pay attention to Wei Xiaolin's words, he trembled his legs, trembling up and down, and the shaking appearance could be seen on the spear.

Bai Kehan was not worried that the people of the Qingyun Sect would emerge at this time, because after the incident of the Qingyun Sect's Wu Zhengchu out of Tianze Courtyard, he sent back to the sect to protect it, and some other key areas also needed a lot of troops to guard, and there was a giant dragon gate for them to take care of the market.

Bai Kehan asked, "You killed the horse?"

The big man was stunned, he shrank back, "It was the horse merchant who called me, he stuffed me with money, I-"

Boom!

The big man's huge body directly volleyed into dozens of meters from the gate of the bazaar, and the armor wiped out the loud sound on the ground, no one looked at him, everyone was fed up with his anger, and he deserved to die.

"Needless to say, the one who kills the horse dies. ”

Bai Kehan simply left this sentence, and then walked alone to the horse pen guarded by the horse merchant, and as soon as he entered, he found a sign with several obvious big characters on it.

Fan Ruicai, the young son of the Dragon Gate, owns it!

This turned out to be the bald BMW, Bai Kehan decisively stretched out his hand and took it away, and no one around dared to stop it.

stepped on the horse, took Wei Xiaolin with them, and the two of them left in the dust, leaving a group of passers-by who were secretly applauding.