Jin Guanghao shook his head when he saw Yang Yi holding a burning stick and insisted that it was a murderous sword, and thought: "This Yang Gongzi looks majestic and heroic, but it turns out to be a straw bag!

He had an unbearable look on his face, no longer angry, but said to Yang Yi warmly: "Yang Gongzi, don't be afraid, as long as we don't make a sound, there will be no danger......" Before he finished speaking, he saw Yang Yi shake the burning stick in his hand suddenly, "bang", the stick exploded under his shake, sawdust shot everywhere, and a strange-looking long sword appeared in Yang Yi's hand.

Jin Guanghao was taken aback: "This ...... What's going on?"

Yang Yi didn't answer, he walked away with his sword, and said as he walked: "Jin Darthead, I'm going to kill the Tartars, if you can't wait for me, you can go first, but I have to keep the things in my car." ”

Jin Guanghao had already reacted at this time, he was looking away, and the Yang Gongzi in front of him didn't seem to be an ordinary person!

Seeing Yang Yi walking to the stream, tearing off the reins of the horse and about to get on the horse, Jin Guanghao was a little curious after all, there are not many people in the world who dare to kill Tartars, and this one in front of him actually wants to do with a group of Tartars, this courage is not ordinary!

On this point, Jin Guanghao had to ask his name, in case he unfortunately died, he could spread his name for him, so that the world would know that there was such a number one person in the world.

After chasing a few steps forward, Jin Guanghao asked, "What do you call Childe?"

Yang Yi got on the horse and said with a smile: "Under Yang Yi, the golden dart head should go into the woods and stay for a while." ”

Jin Guanghao said casually: "It turned out to be Yang Gong'......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly reacted: "Yang Yi, you are the killing god Yang Yi?"

Yang Yi rushed forward and laughed: "It's Yang!"

Seeing Yang Yi rushing out of the woods, Jin Guanghao stood for a long time before returning to the woods where the dart team was, and muttered incessantly: "It's him!

Seeing that he was distracted, the dart masters asked one after another, "Boss Jin, who is this person, and he really went to kill the Tartars?"

"His sword is so weird!"

"But there's a real kind!"

"Are you really going to kill the Tartars?"

......

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

Jin Guanghao saw them asking in a low voice, they were all surprised, they were all surprised that Yang Yi rushed out like crazy.

Jin Guanghao said in a low voice: "Shut up!"

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Fang Cai said, "He is Yang Yi!"

"Ahh

"Kill...... Killing gods?"

.........

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

There was a sudden deathly silence in the woods.

.........

However, it was said that Yang Yi beat the horse out of the forest, and saw a village not far away with thick smoke billowing out, horses neighing, and bursts of screams and crying, which was another scene of slaughtering the village and destroying the village.

He has seen a lot of this kind of scene now, but the scene of the slaughter of the village he saw in the past was done by the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, but today it was done by the Tartars.

If it was according to his previous temper, he would naturally come to kill these Tartars as soon as possible, but at the critical moment of healing just now, don't look at his expression is no different from ordinary people, eating and drinking as usual, but in fact, he is very energetic and has nine points of concentration on the flow of true qi in his body, until the operation of true qi is unhindered and the injury has healed for the most part, he is relieved, and then he draws his sword out of the forest to kill Tartar.

At this moment, Yang Yi rode his horse to the front, and saw a few strangely dressed Tartars in the village were wandering around, and Yang Yi came on horseback, and a Tartar roared to Yang Yi, and then a few next to him reacted, and they all rode horses to greet each other. There was still some distance away, and the Tartar in front of him muttered a few words, seeing that Yang Yi's riding speed did not decrease, and he didn't talk nonsense, he immediately raised his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow at Yang Yi.

Compared with the Ming army's robbery and slaughter of villages, there was not even a single sentry, and these Tartars were much stronger.

After Yang Yi swung his sword to spread the arrows that came from him, he frowned, feeling that these arrows were much larger in strength than the arrows shot by the Ming army in the past, and the accuracy was much higher.

Seeing that the bow and arrow could not shoot Yang Yi, several Tartars murmured a few times with each other, and invariably aimed their bows and arrows at the horse that Yang Yi was riding, and at this time, a few Tartars rode out of the village, threw aside the grain, gold and silver in their hands, and bent their bows and arrows to shoot Yang Yi.

"Bad luck!"

Yang Yi is now injured and can't exert his full strength, the horse he is riding is big, and seeing that the arrows are like flying locusts, he can't protect this horse with the golden snake sword in his hand no matter what.

He reacts extremely quickly, since he can't save the horse, then leave it alone!

At that moment, he pulled out his short sword and inserted a sword into the horse's buttocks, and then turned over and went down to the horse's belly.

After the horse was injured, it ran forward with a long neigh, and Yang Yi controlled the direction of its running under the horse's belly, and when it was closer, a tumbling had reached a Tartar horse.

The tartar was startled and swung his knife at Yang Yi, but as soon as the scimitar in his hand was raised, his head had already flown out.

Yang Yi laughed, grabbed the headless body of the Tartar, and said with a smile: "Zhengwu has no shield, isn't this there?"

His arm strength is amazing, and the height and weight of the dead Tartar are different from ordinary people, at least about 200 catties, but when he grasps it in his hand, it is like the wind, light as straw.

He rode the Tartar's war horse, grabbed the Tartar's body as a "shield", the bows and arrows of the Tartars in front of him did not play much role, seeing that he was fierce, even if the Tartars were bold, they were also scared at this time, and shouted a few times, and began to avoid Yang Yi from a distance, to see that the distance was safe, and then turned around and shot Yang Yi with a bow and arrow. At the same time, more Tartars in the village came out and shot Yang Yi with arrows.

Yang Yi frowned, "Why are there so many Tartars in this Shandong?" Every Tartar here in front of him is equipped with bows and arrows, they have high archery skills and strong physique, and their lethality is much stronger than that of the Ming army. The key is that they have strong mobility, and if they don't see it well, they will immediately ride away, and it will be easy to kill them, but it will be a little difficult to kill them all.

After thinking about it, Yang Yi rode back a distance, took a big bow from the back of the dead headless Tartar in his hand, and then threw the Tartar corpse far forward, and a chasing Tartar couldn't dodge and was stoned to death on the spot.

Yang Yi took out an arrow from the quiver on the side of the war horse, bent his bow and set the arrow, and shot it at a tartar. The hard bow in his hand was extremely elastic, and when an arrow was shot, it flew far away with a "boom". The Tartar in front was startled, but then he found that although the arrow was fired, the accuracy was amazingly poor, and they all laughed. A few laughed so much that they almost fell off their horses.

Yang Yi's face was hot, "Damn, I was seen as a joke by a few Tartars!"

He had never learned archery, and at this time, he opened his bow and archery, so naturally he had no accuracy to speak of. But he is an extremely intelligent person, and his martial arts talent is so high that it can be described as terrifying. He shot a few more arrows in a row, and his accuracy was not good at first, but as he finished shooting a pot of arrows, he had mastered the trick of archery, and he shot more and more accurately.

After mastering the art of archery, Yang Yi was in good spirits, rushed forward on the horse, after the arrow was shot, he abandoned the horse and ran, he was extremely clever, and he was actually much faster than the horse, although he was injured and could not run for a long time, but there was no problem with the sprint for a period of time.

After carrying the light work, there was always a tartar who ran slowly, and finally he caught up and beheaded him, and then the tartar would become his shield, and the arrows that the tartar carried with him would become his arrows. He bent his bow and arrows, and later he could shoot over one person with almost one arrow, and there were only dozens of Tartars in this village, no more than a hundred, which should be a small part of the large number of Tartars, and now he was shot and killed, and almost all of them remained in the village.