"Whew!"

The sound of the arrow breaking through the air instantly reached Yang Yi's face, but then it stood still in mid-air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Yi stretched out two fingers to clamp the feather arrow, and looked at it, it turned out to be a wolf's tooth arrow, the arrow was similar to the wolf's tooth, extremely sharp.

After reading it, two fingers and one mistake, the wolf's tooth arrow suddenly reversed, came out of his hand, and flew towards the red turban knight who had just shot the arrow.

"Poof!"

The red turban knight was shocked that Yang Yi was able to catch the arrow he shot with his finger, and the arrow thrown by Yang Yi had already penetrated his left eye, and his entire head was exploded, and blood and brains were splattered everywhere.

Seeing this scene, both sides of the slashing and killing fight were stunned, and the originally noisy shouting and killing sound was strangely quiet, and everyone turned their eyes on Yang Yi.

A loud shout sounded, a big man with long hair and a shawl, wearing a jujube red battle robe and armor inside, with an extremely vicious appearance, viciously urged Yang Yi to walk towards the horse, and shouted to Yang Yi in Turkic dialect: "Who are you? Why did you kill my men?"

Yang Yi said lightly: "If he wants to kill me, I will kill him, what is there to say?"

Hearing this, the red-clothed man said angrily: "You dare to kill Yanjin's subordinates?"

"Huyanjin, the leader of the Khitan horse thieves?"

Yang Yi's eyes lit up.

Khitan's Huyanjin, Murwei's Shen Mohuan and Goryeo's Han Chao'an, respectively, are the three most notorious horse thieves on the prairie, who have always been like the wind and elusive, and no one knows when and where they will suddenly appear, but I didn't expect Yang Yi to meet them today.

"What a coincidence!"

Yang Yi looked at the man in red and laughed: "I just killed a beautiful lady with bad intentions, and then I saw a horse thief leader, Yang Mou has come all the way, it is really exciting!"

He suddenly urged his horse forward, and the halberd in his hand slammed out, and instantly arrived in front of Hu Yanjin.

He shot so fast, without any warning, coupled with the speed of the Huanglong Horse, not inferior to Shi Zhixuan's illusion demon body method, at this time, the horse was fast and ruthless, and a wave of killing intent suddenly erupted, and the hearts of all the people who were shocked were suddenly dull.

Hu Yanjin, who bore the brunt of the attack, was even more so, he was almost shattered by Yang Yi's murderous aura that burst out. Fortunately, after many years of killing life, he still retained a little sobriety, and suddenly let out a howl, and the iron spear in his hand quickly poked out, heading towards Yang Yi's halberd.

"Boom!"

For example, the person who can rigidly frame Yang Yi's weapons today is no longer able to survive, and neither can the three great grandmasters.

Although this Huyanjin is good, it is still a few points behind the Turkic masters Dazhi, Jieli Khan, Dunyugu and others.

Even these people can't help Yang Yi's halberd, how can he dare to fight with Yang Yi?

In the roar, the iron spear in Hu Yanjin's hand instantly turned into a curved ruler, and flew quickly into the distance, the whole person was shocked and flew up from the horse, his mind was dizzy, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and before his body hit the ground, he had been pierced through his chest by Yang Yi's halberd, and he was killed instantly.

In the Megatron Grassland, Hu Yanjin, the leader of the horse thieves that everyone feared, was killed so quickly.

The halberd in Yang Yi's hand shook casually, Hu Yanjin's corpse was torn apart, and before his body could hit the ground, the yellow horse had already run towards the nearby horse thief with a red scarf.

Since these people are Hu Yanjin's subordinates, and they are attacking the convoy in front of them at this time, they must be horse thieves, and Yang Yi naturally can't stay.

He has become familiar with killing people in the past few days, the yellow horse gallops, the halberd does not stop, and he does not speak, it is such a quiet and dull urge the horse to chase people, and when he catches up, he will be knocked down with a halberd, and killing people is like killing chickens.

The speed of the yellow horse is incredible, although the war horse ridden by these horse thieves is also extremely majestic, but compared with the yellow horse, it is simply the gap between the newborn child and the master of light skills, not running a few steps, it has been caught up by the yellow horse, but as long as it catches up, it is a death.

I only heard the screams of the prairie, the sound of begging for mercy, the sound of horses' hooves, the neighing of horses, and the sound of corpses falling endlessly, slowly drifting away, and finally could not be heard.

Yang Yi actually left directly after killing these horse thieves, and he didn't have the slightest interest in the horse team that was fighting with the horse thieves, so he just beat the horse and left.

The convoy that was besieged and killed by these thieves just now was all shocked, and they all felt a little like they were in a dream.

After a long time, someone muttered, "Is he a human or a ghost?"

Suddenly, someone shouted: "No matter who he is, but he really saved our lives, he is our father, this cannot be faked!"

Everyone said: "Yes, he is indeed our benefactor." ”

A big man at the head said: "Such a person will definitely not miss the founding ceremony of the Purple Pavilion, and if we see him at that time, it will not be too late for us to thank him!"

Everyone said, "Yes, I can't thank him for anything, but I have to know his name!"

Yang Yicai has long gone away

He killed horse thieves because he had a natural dislike for these thieves, and he didn't want to associate with foreigners.

Once you have friends from foreign races, if you have to deal with foreign forces in the future, you will inevitably feel a little more fetters in your heart.

If you want to be less fettered, the best way is to make fewer friends, especially friends from hostile forces.

Otherwise, when the time comes, the clansmen who kill their friends will be a little unable to do it after all.

To go to Longquan Mansion, you have to pass through the flower forest, and the flower forest is on the bank of the Songhua River, the yellow horse gallops on the endless grassland, and gradually the plain begins to become undulating, and the shadow of the mountain peaks begins to appear from the field of vision, and the woods begin to gradually become dense.

As the yellow horse galloped rapidly, the hill quickly approached.

The yellow horse climbed to the top of the mountain, and Yang Yi looked down the opposite mountain, and a magnificent river appeared in the dense jungle below.

Across the mountains, along the river, fields and rice fields begin to appear in front of you, and scattered villages are located near these fields, and in front of you are a flower forest.

Hualinji is located on the south bank of the Songhua River, the river is wide and calm, the market area is hilly and undulating, the earthen houses in the form of Tongwan are scattered and spread for dozens of miles, the camp tents can be seen everywhere, the earthen houses are gray and yellow, the most dense places near the river, forming the only street of the Hualinji.

Because of the proximity to the river, there are many fishermen, and the fresh fish is delicious and cheap, and there is no need to cook more, just the umami of the fish is extremely delicious.

Yang Yi ate a few fresh fish in a row in the small hotel on this flower forest set, and after drinking two jars of spirits, he walked along the street happily, ready to find a place to stay.

Barely on both sides of the street, elm trees are everywhere, umbrella-like shade, and wooden huts are set up outside the earthen shops, in which tables and chairs are placed so that tired people can sit and rest, and horses are tied to the wooden barricades outside the sheds and stand quietly.

There are all kinds of ethnic groups in this place, the Turks, the Murwei people, the Hui people, and many people whose names Yang Yi can't name are trading here, shouting, bargaining, and making a lot of noise.

"Han dog!"

Someone suddenly scolded Yang Yi in a wooden shed on the side of the street: "Han dog even dares to come to the grassland!"

When Yang Yi heard this, he looked into the wooden shed next to him in the middle of the street.

I saw more than a dozen people with disheveled hair holding swords, pointing at him at the simple wine table, shouting and scolding.

Yang Yi turned the horse around slightly, walked to the vicinity of the wooden shed, looked at the dozen or so big men inside, and said softly: "When did the Han people become dogs?" )