When the guards were far away, Mr. Yao turned around and said to Di Xiao with a solemn face:

"Virtuous nephew, this matter is very important, and it should not be said lightly! You can rest assured, your master's promise, the prince's promise will be fulfilled. I'm ready for your benefits, just wait for it to happen, and when I return to 'Izumo City', I will definitely be able to satisfy you!"

Di Xiao looked happy, bowed and said: "Mr. Cheng takes care of it, there will be a reward in the future, thank you Mr." ”

Mr. Yao nodded and stopped talking, and cast his gaze in the direction of the battlefield......

............

Li Changfeng's soldiers were lying behind the grove at this time. When everyone came, they all changed into gray cloth clothes, and went down the official road early to go around a big circle to the back of the small forest, and at this time lurked at the edge of the forest, about fifty zhang away from Mr. Yao and them, buried their heads on the ground, and the snowflakes kept falling down, and after a while, they hid people under the snow, and did not show any traces. And Li Changfeng was so bold and bold, under the cover of the wind and snow, he actually sneaked to a place less than twenty feet away from them, and when he was in the wind of them, the wind sent their conversation into his ears word for word.

......

The sound of fighting on the official road gradually subsided, and there were now only eight of the more than thirty soldiers left, and they retreated back to back. At this time, only half of the more than forty white-clothed assassins remained, moving their feet in a circle to surround the soldiers in the middle.

"Who the hell are you and why...... Why did you attack us?" a soldier shouted, his voice terrible, his wounded left arm hanging down, and blood dripping down. The companions around him were also full of anger, and their eyes almost wanted to breathe fire.

The man in white was silent, and no one opened his mouth to answer the soldier's question, but the big sword in his hand was raised higher and higher, and his footsteps moved firmly towards the soldiers!

"Yike...... Let's die together!" the soldiers made their last voices......

The wind blew, whimpering, whirling past the people, bringing up a pile of snowflakes flying around, like paper money for the soldiers to open the way to the underworld.

"Dingling, clanging ......" The blades collided and made a dull and frightening sound......

A navy blue flag is planted diagonally in the middle of the road, the cold wind howls, blowing the flag hunting sound, and between the flights, a big red 'wood' character looms......

......

Duan Biao carried a green cloth package in his left hand and hurriedly walked towards Mr. Yao. When Mr. Yao saw him coming, he couldn't help but look happy, and there were words in his mouth: "Yes, that's it, that's it, God and Buddha bless, it's in hand!"

Li Changfeng's eyes kept staring at Duan Biao who was rummaging in the carriage, and his body kept squirming towards the side of the road, and when Duan Biao found something and walked over, his position was even closer to the side of the road than 'Mr. Yao'......

Twenty meters ......

10 meters ......

Five-meter ......

It's now!!

Li Changfeng raised his body, raised his hand and threw it forward, a dark light flashed in the air, and the big sword in his hand shot towards Duan Biao with a sound like a sharp arrow breaking through the air, and then kicked his feet on the ground, like a cannonball.

The attack came so suddenly, Duan Biao was shocked, he struggled to twist his body, and before he could make the next move, he only felt that his hand was light, and a gray shadow flashed in front of him, and the package had changed hands.

"Bastard, you dare ......"

Mr. Yao saw everything happening in front of him, and suddenly his eyes were red with anger, the hair on his whole body stood on end, and he was angry and wanted to burst his chest!!

"Heaven and earth, destroy the family and destroy the country, everything is good, catch him for me, catch him...... Yikes...... I'm going to cut him with a thousand knives and break his body into thousands of pieces!!"

Facing the white-clothed stabbing faces who rushed over after hearing the sound, he raised his hands wildly, his legs jumped wildly, his voice was hoarse, and he screamed and shouted, he looked like crazy.

Li Changfeng wrapped it in his hand, his body shrank lightly in the air, he fell to the ground in a lump of fatigue, rolled in the snow, unloaded his strength, and after landing on his feet, he used this momentum to castrate like electricity, and rushed towards the back of the forest.

Duan Biao lost the package, and for a while, he was furious, and with a loud shout, he smashed the big sword in his right hand at Li Changfeng indiscriminately. Li Changfeng dodged sideways, and the big sword swirled with the sound of "whew, whirl" and flew by, and "swished" into the snow in front of him. Li Changfeng laughed, his body flew by, he drew his sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Brother Xie gives the sword!"

Duan Biao saw that Mr. Yao was glaring at him angrily when he heard this, and he wanted to explain but couldn't say anything, so he was so bored that he wanted to explode, roared, and chased after Li Changfeng with his stuffy head.

......

At the edge of the back of the woods, He Fangtong led a dozen guards to ambush here, and the snowflakes falling from the sky had completely covered their figures. Quietly opened a slit in the gray cloth towel covering his head, looking at Li Changfeng's flying figure, his heart almost hung in his throat, and the hand holding the big sword was full of green tendons, and the grip became tighter and tighter.

All right!!

It's almost there!!

Right away

It's here!!

......

As Li Changfeng's body swept by like the wind, the white-clothed assassins followed closely behind, shouting and shouting, passing in front of them.

It's now!!

"Kill ......"

He Fangtong roared angrily, and suddenly more than a dozen soldiers in ambush on this piece of snow rushed out at the same time, and the snowflakes covered by their bodies shook off, and were stirred by the cold wind, scattering and flying, and in an instant, the white expanse temporarily cut off people's sight.

"Shoot ......"

He Fangtong's blood was boiling, and he only felt as if he had returned to the battlefield where thousands of troops and horses were fighting chaotically, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere.

Arrows flew - but instead of being shot by the bowstring, each soldier held three or five arrows in his hand and threw them forward with his bare hands. The enemy is right in front of you, and at such a close distance, the power of the arrows thrown like this is not small.

The white-clothed assassins were not prepared at all, and seven or eight people were immediately hit by arrows, some of them were unlucky and were shot by more than a dozen arrows at the same time.

"Array ......"

He Fangtong did not stop and gave orders loudly. The soldiers quickly gathered together to form a triangular formation, the outer soldiers held a round shield in their left hand to protect their henchmen, the big sword in their right hand was flat, and the few soldiers standing on the inside were spears in their hands.

"Rush ......"

The triangular array took shape almost instantly, thrusting like an awl towards the white-clad assassins who were turning on their backs.

After this devastation, there were only a dozen or so people left, and they had just stabilized their bodies, and He Fangtong had already killed them with a 'triangular awl' wind. Shocked and angry, he could only reflexively meet him.

"Fixed ......"

With the order, the triangular formation stopped.

"Thorn ......"

The spears on the inner side of the formation swallowed and spat out, stabbing at the white-clothed assassin randomly, and the outer soldiers used round shields to block the attacking blades, but the big sword in his hand flew up and down, slashing with stabs. A white-clothed assassin did not understand the orders in the army, thinking that the order was 'stabbing', and the soldier would definitely not make any other moves, but the large sword in the hand of the shield bearer in front of him suddenly swept across, slashing his stomach and bleeding out his intestines, and the assassin held his stomach in his hand, and his face was still in disbelief. The shield-bearer spat fiercely, and with an expression on his face like a fool, he raised his leg and kicked him away.

Duan Biao was almost crazy - more than two dozen people chased after him, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight were shot down, and in the blink of an eye, a few more were actually overturned by the battle array. Oh my God, what's going on! How did it come to this?! There was a miserable scream from the side, and I saw that Song San, a good brother who usually has a good relationship, had a broken stomach and was kicked out of the country. His eyes were red suddenly, and he rolled wildly with his short body, dodging the spear that stabbed him, crouched, jumped sideways, and fell to the ground, sweeping with his great sword in his hand, cutting off the calf of a sergeant. The man screamed and fell to the ground, he stabbed the big sword with all his might, piercing the man's abdomen, and in the midst of the blood rushing wildly, he scooped up the deceased's big sword with his left hand, and rushed towards the exposed gap in the military formation.