"Yuwen, I said that you have a stingy temperament, can you change it?" Xiao Wenfeng glanced around the forest, and finally stopped at the young man who kept running between the corpses of the blue wolf, grinned, and casually pulled out a carved golden arrow from the corpse of a blue wolf beside him, and handed it over. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He and Yuwen Chenyi joined the Xuanjia Army on the same day, with similar backgrounds, three years of military career, life and death, and they have long been like brothers and sisters.

"Do you know how expensive this carved golden arrow is? This is what I specially went to the famous craftsman Yun Zhongyan in Dragon City to order, and the fifty carved golden arrows in this quiver cost me a full hundred taels of silver!" Yuwen Chenyi stretched out his hand to take the carved golden arrow, and carefully wiped off the blood stains on it, this arrow feather is two taels of white silver.

"One hundred taels! Is this carved golden arrow made of gold?"

Xiao Wenfeng reflexively grabbed the carved golden arrow from his hand, glanced at it with a surprised face, and said: "It's not all iron arrows, wooden arrow shafts, what's the difference between them and the white feather arrows in the army?

"Your big grinning character is really incurable, this carved golden arrow is different from ordinary white feather arrows in at least three places, except for the arrow feathers, you take a closer look at its arrow shaft, arrow. Yuwen Chenyi raised two sword eyebrows, glanced at him speechlessly, and reached out and pointed at the arrow a few times.

"Aren't you talking nonsense, the arrow, the arrow shaft, and the arrow feather add up, isn't the whole arrow different!"

After saying this sentence with a complaining face, Xiao Wenfeng picked up the carved golden arrow, looked at it carefully, and sure enough, he found something special, only to see that the cold light on the sharp arrow was shining, and it was actually cast by cold iron.

The arrow shaft made of peach wood is engraved with a complex and simple pattern, and then matched with the feathers of the golden eagle, which is extraordinary, and it is indeed far from being comparable to ordinary arrows.

"Arrows are indeed good arrows, but fifty arrows cost a hundred taels, which is really too expensive!"

Xiao Wenfeng sandwiched the carved golden arrow between his fingers, played with a beautiful arrow flower, and asked curiously, "You are not such a generous person, let's say, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"

"I'll talk about it when I win!"

Yuwen Chenyi smiled lightly, snatched the carved golden arrow from his hand, inserted it back into the quiver, and wanted to tease him a few more words, but suddenly heard that outside the poplar forest, a cold wind whistled through the forest, and the poplar leaves in the forest rustled.

In the sound of the wind, there seems to be a faint sound mixed with a low whistling, with a solemn aura, rushing towards the face.

Yuwen Chenyi's heart suddenly appeared with an alarm, and he hurriedly turned around and shouted to the crowd: "Enemy attack!"

Just between the lightning and flint, the low whistling sound in the wind revealed the truth, it was the sound of hundreds of arrow feathers flying into the sky!

After three years of bloody territory, the two of them had already developed the ability to respond quickly, and one turned over and hid under a poplar tree that was more than one person thick.

The moment he heard Yuwen Chenyi shouting out the enemy attack, the Xuanjia sergeant and the caravan guards who were next to the car formation also reacted quickly and hid behind the carriage one after another.

But the dozen or so caravan guards who were cleaning the battlefield around the woods had no time to find cover.

Countless arrows, like a raging storm, with the momentum of thunder, shot violently from outside the woods, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sounded non-stop.

I heard a "poof" sound of sharp weapons piercing into the flesh, and none of the dozen or so guards were spared, and all fell in a pool of blood.

The circular car formation surrounded by the carriage was instantly shot into a huge thorn ball by the flying arrow feathers, and from time to time there was a scream of someone falling to the ground when the arrow was shot in the car formation.

"Stand on the shield!"

As Liu Wenjun's angry and shocked roar sounded rapidly, the well-trained Xuanjia sergeant quickly took out a round fine iron shield carved with a beast's head from the carriage at the bottom of the carriage, and stood on top of his head in unison.

Duh!

Dense arrows pierced the iron shield, and the dull sound sounded one after another, which was particularly depressing and terrifying.

Yu Wenchenyi's delicate face also sank like water with this dense rain of arrows.

After the fierce battle with the desert wolf, everyone relaxed and was defenseless, and the enemy chose to attack at this time, obviously, it was carefully prepared.

This shows that one's every move is under the control of the other party, and the so-called "knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not slack off in a hundred battles".

From the very beginning, he was in a passive position, and besides, such a violent rain of arrows could really be possessed by a gang of horse thieves who cut the path and plundered?

Yuwen Chenyi glanced at the three onmyoji who were mixed in the crowd again, and a trace of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

From the moment they were attacked by the blue wolf, until now, the three onmyoji have all sat peacefully in the crowd without the slightest movement, even in front of a powerful beast like the blue wolf king, the three of them were not shocked and did not move at all.

It was certain that with the strength of those three onmyoji, the Blue Wolf King could be easily killed, especially the old man in the purple robe, who exuded an aura that only the strong had on his body.

"But they didn't make a move, why is that?" Thinking of this, Yuwen Chenyi's two sword eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

By this time, the heavy rain of arrows pouring in from outside the woods had also stopped.

In the dense poplar forest, there are many dense figures, and judging from his experience in the army for many years, the number is at least more than 500.

By the moonlight, he glanced intently at these enemies emerging from outside the woods, and Yuwen Chenyi found that the war horses under their crotches were all wrapped in thick cotton cloth, no wonder they would quietly approach the poplar forest.

These hundreds of people, all dressed in gray armor, armed with steel knives, carrying long bows and arrow feathers, each of them had a conspicuous wolf head carved on their chest goggles, and they surrounded the circular carriage formation with murderous spirit.

"Dismount!"

With a rough and unpleasant muffled sound, these hundreds of horse thieves, in unison, turned over and dismounted at a distance of two hundred meters from the car formation, and their movements were uniform, it was obvious that this was a well-trained elite army.

The man who gave the order was a burly bearded man, this person had a high nose and a wide mouth, a thick beard, and a long black-handled knife with a sharkskin scabbard on his back, and the most striking thing was that his murderous eyes were shining with green light, which was exactly the same as the faint green light that flashed in the eyes of the desert wolf.

"Devil's Eye Blade!"

As soon as they saw these two bearded men with green eyes shining brightly, most of the caravan guards turned extremely pale in a moment, and several of them even cried out.

"Since you know my name, if you don't obediently lead your neck, you will be killed, otherwise you will be broken into thousands of pieces, and there will be no bones left!"

"What a crazy tone, let the master come to meet you!" Xiao Wenfeng jumped out from under the poplar tree, stood tall in front of everyone, and the long knife was pointing at the ghost-eyed crazy knife.

Yuwen Chenyi also turned over and stood up from under the tree, with two deep eyes, he looked at the ghost eye crazy knife, and his left hand subconsciously clenched the magpie painting longbow in his hand.

"Chop him!" "Kill this son of a bitch!"

The battle-hardened Xuanjia sergeant had already been inspired by the strong rain of arrows before, and when he heard the words of the ghost's eyes and crazy knife, he was even more furious, and his eyes burst out with a thick murderous aura at this time.

"What a dog cub who doesn't know whether to live or die, since you are in such a hurry to die, grandpa will cut you first!" The ghost eye knife coldly spat out this sentence, and the cold light flashed in the eyes of the two green ghosts.

Slowly pulled out the long knife in the sharkskin scabbard, the edge of the blade was only half a foot exposed, and a cold light was seen from the sheath, and when the blade was pulled out of the sheath, the cold light flickered, shining in the moonlight, and everyone's eyes were dazzled.

When everyone saw this cold-conditioned sword, they were full of amazement: what a good knife!

"Be careful of the cold knife in his hand, if he is injured by Han Feng, his blood will freeze and his muscles and bones will be broken!" He Yitao stood in the crowd and reminded loudly.

"Who are you, you actually know the magic power of my Reverse Water Cold Knife!" Hearing this, the ghost-eyed mad knife changed color on his face, his eyes were murderous, and he stared at He Yitao directly.

"Ghost Eye Crazy Knife, do you still remember the He family of Zhenyuan Knife Guest who was killed by you three years ago? This Reverse Water Cold Knife in your hand is the ancestral heirloom of my He family!" He Yitao looked at the Reverse Water Cold Knife held in his hand by the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife, his face was full of grief, and his bloodshot eyes were full of flames of revenge.

"It turned out to be the remnants of the He family, presumably you are the He Yidao, hehe, to tell you the truth, I not only killed 16 members of your family, but also cut your dead ghost son 9981 knives before he died in agony!"

Speaking of this, the Devil-Eyed Crazy Knife stretched out his scarlet tongue full of enjoyment, added a wide lip, and laughed in the dark.

"Brute, the old man wants you to pay for your blood today!"

He Yitao was sad and indignant in his heart, looked up to the sky and shouted, pulled out the steel knife on his waist, and his body rushed forward, and he ran in front of the ghost eye knife in a few arrow steps, picked up the steel knife in his hand, and the cold light flashed, and the head was a knife, and the knife was fast and heavy, so that he had enough strength.

"Old thing, I'll send your father and son to the underworld for a reunion today!"

The fierce light in the eyes of the ghost eye mad knife was magnificent, the true qi ran the arm, the backhand was a knife, and the treasure knife in the hand was full of cold light, bringing a strong airflow fluctuation, which was slashing at the oncoming blade.

He Yitao only felt a huge cold internal strength, which came from the knife body, and the entire forearm to the elbow suddenly formed a layer of frost, and the tiger's mouth of his hands was even more violently cracked, blood splashed, and the steel knife in his hand flew out.

I heard a scream of "ah", and a horse thief was slashed by a flying steel knife, and his head was slashed straight to his shoulder, blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

As soon as He Yitao's steel knife got out of his hand, he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he was about to retreat and turn back, when the cold light flashed in front of him, and the cold knife against the water had already slashed into the front door.

The cold blade brought up a cold breath, which made his breathing stagnant for a moment, and he felt a layer of broken ice on his face, and secretly said in his heart: "My life is gone!"