Standing in the middle of the team is Duan Zhengyi, who cuts the mosquito with a single knife, his knife skills are still so beautiful, no less than half a point inferior to the scalp of the pig that day, even the very cruel thing of killing, he is so energetic when he does it, it is like someone dancing, with beautiful movements and quick movements. In just a few moments, there were no less than twenty or thirty soldiers who were cut down by his single knife! Moreover, these people had their throats cut by his knife. When the soldiers saw his knife, it was like seeing the letter of a poisonous snake, stretching and shrinking, flashing and shaking, advancing and retreating, very strange, it seemed to be pervasive, and it was impossible to prevent it!

And, when he was thriving, he hummed a mountain song in his mouth, like a shepherd when he drove sheep on the hillside, and he sang loudly:

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey!" and the others echoed it!

"Cut the rice and go home!"

"Go home, go home!"

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey!"

"It's another bumper year!"

"Harvest year, harvest year!"

Their tacit understanding is not only the same in songs, but also in the speed and ruthlessness of killing.

In the song, Shi Jushan's cast iron bones are like the drum hammer of the drum master, but when people beat the drum, he knocks the bones, and most of them are human skulls, which seems to have a sense of rhythm, which is more distinct and more exciting than the drummer's drumming, with rich scales and frustrations, which is frightening!

And, a pair of pig iron shovels of the leopard Huo Jingu. It's more like the substitute horse stick held by the actor on the stage, swaying and upside down, making people frightened, and the skin and flesh of the encounter are open, and the life of the person who meets it is whining. If you break your waist when you rub it, your scalp will be numb when you see it.

Suddenly, the sound of killing shook the sky, wailing all over the field, and in a short time, the bodies of the five people were covered with blood, and the more they fought, the more brave they became, the more crazy they became. The crazier you are, the more ruthless you are. At the same time, the songs they sang became more and more vigorous, and this made the soldiers more and more timid and afraid! However, not a single one of them surrendered their weapons, and they were all very brave and rose to the occasion.

Seeing that, the cavalry fell one by one. And the infantry, three stops also went to two stops. Mo Sijiang had been tossed by Yang Xin to exhaustion, but the five of them were unscathed, and if they continued like this, it seemed that the whole army would be wiped out! Thinking of this, Mo Sijiang was filled with grief and indignation, suddenly. Howling in the sky:

"God, give me strength!"

Immediately, he desperately fought against the five people. Time. Healthy horses are like flying, guns are like rain, and they are swept towards the five mountains of Bishan all over the world.

Suddenly, it also caught these five people a little off guard. They left their work behind, and they only fled in all directions like jackals dodging the angry attacks of lions, but once they ran into the forest, Mo Sijiang could not do anything, and had to sigh at the clouds!

However, they were in no danger, just like the jackals hiding in a small cave and watching the lion at the door of the cave, panting for breath but unable to do anything!

The reason is that they adopted the method of dispersing and luring the enemy, attacking the east and the west, so that Mo Sijiang was exhausted; finally, just when Mo Sijiang was panting, Min Zhong sneaked up from behind him, and discounted a pair of hind hooves of his tall horse with a flat shoulder, and as a result, Mo Sijiang was thrown off the horse. Immediately, the other four people were like cunning jackals, all dispatched at the same time, and they rushed up, knocked Mo Sijiang down, and dragged him to the ground.

Huo Jingu held up the pig iron shovel, aimed at his head, and slashed violently!

Huo Jingu's pig iron shovel was knocked to the ground by an inexplicable flying object, and his arm holding the shovel was numb.

Everyone exclaimed in unison:

"Huh, what's the matter?"

So, Huo Jingu was looking for it on the ground, and suddenly, they found that the thing that shot down his iron shovel was still spinning quickly on the ground. Like a moth that falls into the water, the more it struggles, the faster it spins, and spins the dust on the ground into a small pit of dirt. Suddenly, the rotating object slowly stopped spinning, and the five of them were surprised to find that the little thing that flew in turned out to be a peanut!

Huo Jingu was as surprised as if he had found a relic bead, twisted it, held it in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and exclaimed in shock:

"Oh my mother! This is just a peanut, and it hasn't shed a mile of skin!"

"Peanuts!" the other four shouted in unison, their eyes widening.

Immediately, they looked up, and suddenly, Min Zhong pointed to the intersection and shouted:

"Look, aren't they, those two people!"

The two men who came, both riding on tall horses, the one on the left riding a black horse wearing a white robe, a long sword with a black sheath stuck in the saddle bridge, clear eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that people can speak, on his handsome face, it seems that he is always smiling at you, and especially the gentle smile in his eyes, which is enough to make people feel warm in the freezing winter moon, and completely makes people feel refreshed and comfortable in the hot dog days; at this moment, he is leisurely peeling the peanuts brought by his hometown, and chewing them with relish。 Next to him was a red horse, and immediately sat a large black-faced man in a purple robe, who seemed to be in stark contrast to the young man in the white robe. One has clear eyebrows, Sven Wen, and the other has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and is menacing. Moreover, there is a twenty-pound ghost head knife stuck in his saddle, which is majestic and not scary.

Based on this, Bishan Wuyue concluded that the person who used peanuts to knock down Huo Jingu's pig iron shovel must be the big man in the purple robe, but, one thing that made them puzzled was that at this moment, the big man in purple did not eat peanuts, on the contrary, it was the young man who was Swenwen, still peeling peanuts one after another, and elegantly sent them to his mouth, that beautiful eating appearance, just like Yang Guifei eating lychees, one by one, with a smile!

During this period, the two of them rode horses, and they were gradually getting closer, and they were only a dozen steps away from them! So, Yang Xin snorted coldly and said with a smile.

"Two friends, please show your name! Presumably, this peanut just now is the masterpiece of the two friends!"

So, the two of them stopped their horses, stopped, and the black-faced man in the purple robe looked at the white-robed young man, and said with a smile:

"Owner, then I'll go down and see what's going on?"

"It's fine. The white-robed young man smiled at the other party and said.

So the man jumped off his horse with a loud bang.

The five mountains of Bishan were panicked, and they all secretly cared, quietly grasping their respective weapons, ready to fight back quickly at any time. (To be continued.) )