Chapter 102: See the Dancers Again

"Delay for two hours, and then all retreat to Lushang County to ensure that they can reach Duanwang's camp safely. Wang Shan rode to Zhou Ting's side and whispered to Zhou Ting. Zhou Ting single-handedly pointed backwards, his face was as pale as iron, and he nodded. Wang Shan came to the back of the team again and regrouped into a formation.

"It became two teams, half of the cavalry and half of the infantry, one team rested, and the other team fought. Zhou Ting shouted.

"No. His subordinates shouted in response.

Zhou Ting rode forward a few steps and said loudly: "Who dares me to fight?" The long knife was dragged, his face was pale, and his eyes looked at everyone opposite.

His subordinates cheered loudly: "Whoever fights with him, come out quickly." From time to time, he echoed loudly.

The camel soldiers on the opposite side were frightened by Zhou Ting's terrifying momentum, and no one answered for a long time.

"Who dares to fight me?" Zhou Ting shouted loudly again.

In the eyes of the camel soldiers, Zhou Ting's challenge was an insult to them, and if they didn't dare to challenge one-on-one on the grassland, it would be the biggest failure and would be looked down upon for the rest of their lives. But seeing Zhou Ting's momentum like a god of war on the horse, he was no longer sure of victory, so he hesitated and was unwilling to come out to challenge.

"Iltai, go challenge him. The gorgeously dressed master's face was flushed, it seemed that he was angry with Zhou Ting, and he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and the submissive appearance of his subordinates was the biggest insult to him.

"Second prince, this person is Heavenly Sword Zhou Ting, the number one master of the Northwest Martial Arts, and the little one is not an opponent. Iltai said hesitantly.

"You usually say that the Han people are the most afraid of death, and each one says that you can deal with a hundred Han people. Now it's just one, you're all afraid of being like this, I think you're bragging. I raised you for nothing. The second prince said angrily.

"Second prince, I'll not dare, I'm Hasimu, I'm here, I'm a bitch, see me Hasimu cut off his head to give a gift to the second prince. "A camel rider next to him was impatient to fight. He sneered at Iltai, thinking to himself the fourth warrior of the steppe, bragging, see me snatch your position.

"Well done. Hasmu. You go and cut down the arrogant Han man on the other side, and you will replace Iltai as the fourth warrior of the grassland, and then your good name will be praised in the grassland, and all the beauties will fall for you. All the fine wines will bless you. "The second prince looks like a very eloquent person. It's beautiful to say. The promises made are also very exaggerated. When he praised Hasmu, he did not forget to glance at Iltai with disdain. This made Hasmu even happier, as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He rode his camel out of the queue. Ahhh "The old man who wielded the knife was going to kill Zhou Ting in one fell swoop.

Zhou Ting saw a man coming out of the opposite formation with a dark face and a strong body, but the scimitar in his hand was as thin as paper. He understands that this opponent must have great strength but good skills, and can rush into the enemy formation with the help of the momentum of the camel, but the skills are very good, so he can use a very thin knife, otherwise the knife will be broken soon, obviously this person will not touch people hard, and his confidence in his own knife skills is very great.

Zhou Ting also roared, the horse neighed, the horse moved, and a white ball rushed towards the camel.

There was a scream, and one hand fell, and in that hand it held a very thin full moon scimitar, and then an even more miserable cry was heard, and Hasmu fell from the camel, his eyes open, as if he could not believe what was happening.

"Who dares to fight again?" Zhou Ting lifted the reins, and the horse ran back to his camp, he stood majestically in front of the team, shouting loudly. There was a cheer from our camp.

"Brother, you died so miserably, I'll avenge you. A grief-stricken voice rushed out of the queue with tears streaming down its face. The scimitar slashed directly at Zhou Ting in one fell swoop.

"Hanati, don't go, if you go, you will die. Iltai shouted loudly. But it was too late, the knife passed, the wind rose, the earth was raised, the eyes were confused, the screams, and one by one, Hanati and his brother had fallen to the ground together, the only difference was that Harati was slashed in the neck, and this knife was a fatal blow. His brother was cut open from face to chest, blood splattered, he was just gently cut, and the blood flowed slowly, so everyone was stunned, looking at Zhou Ting as if he had seen a devil. They don't dare to underestimate this Han person on the other side. In particular, his successive killing of two famous warriors in the grassland made them even more afraid of him, and they couldn't help but take several steps back, as if they were frightened by his fierce aura. The second prince also opened his mouth wide, unable to speak for a long time, he had never seen such a fierce Han people, in his impression that the Han people were all driven sheep, and they were the two-legged sheep they went to harvest every winter. He was frightened by the man with a big black knife, and he stared blankly, not knowing what to say. After a long while, he called Iltai in front of him and asked him in a low voice: "What is the origin of this Heavenly Sword Zhou Ting, why is it so powerful? Why have I never heard of such a character on the grassland before?"

Iltai whispered: "He is the number one master of martial arts in the northwest, and his sword skills are unmatched, and it is said that his knife is so fast that even a fly can't escape his fast knife." I knew him in a duel in Loulan, when Mu Silan, the first warrior of Wusun, chased him to Loulan in order to retaliate for Zhou Ting's robbery of Tianma, and under the witness of the king of Loulan, Zhou Ting agreed to fight with him, at that time, Mu Silan of Wusun was holding an eighty pound knife, the knife was three zhang long, and ordinary people could not get close at all, but this Zhou Ting used the knife in his hand now to resist Mu Silan's giant knife, and cut Mu Silan's hand in three moves, and Mu Silan walked away in shame. Since then, I have known that this Heavenly Sword is a great enemy that I can't defeat, and I didn't think that I could fight him. ”

The second prince said, "Why don't you want to fight him?"

Iltai talked and said: " Mu Silan is the first strong man in the northwest, tall and strong, it is said that he can lift a cow, but the heavenly knife Zhou Ting did not use skills, but with the strength of the enemy, so that you can lose convincingly, he understands to tell you what you are best at, I will use what to compete with you, that is, to let you lose your heart and soul clearly, so that you completely lose confidence, I don't want to fight with him The meaning is actually very clear, I can't lose confidence, once I lose confidence I will lose the courage to fight with others, and the shadow he gave me will always be shrouded in my heart and linger。 ”

The second prince nodded and seemed to understand something, understood the meaning of Iltai's reluctance to fight, if he went to war, he would not die immediately, and it was estimated that he would be a waste person in the future, and he asked curiously: "The two people he fought today, I can't see what method he used to kill them, not the one he killed in a good way." ”

Iltai shook his head and said, "He killed them in the best way they did this time, and there was room for it. Hasmu has great strength but good knife skills, he first dodged the head-on knife, and then cut Hasmu's hand, the knife hit Hasmu's face and chest, it was a domineering knife, fierce and powerful without losing his skills, to Harati, he was sad and angry, Zhou Ting just dodged his blow, using the most basic skills of the full moon scimitar to gently send him to see his brother, Harati does not like to use this trick the most? The simplest and most direct trick. Zhou Ting's knife can be regarded as a knife of compassion, which makes people fall to the ground quickly to reduce pain and relief. That's why he's also a knife of mercy. ”

The second prince nodded and said: "It seems that we only have a stalemate, and it is in our best interest to hold them back, after all, our task is to intercept them, and we can't kill too much, and these cavalry of mine will be of great use." ”

Zhou Ting bent down and lifted the corpse and threw it in front of them, he said loudly, "Who is coming to fight?" and everyone shuddered. It's as if this devil is about to urge people to die.

"We're here to fight you. Three voices came out in a rage.

The three of them rode camels and rushed to the front, eager to kill Zhou Ting with their eyes, if their eyes could kill, it is estimated that Zhou Ting was killed by the three of them countless times.

"Dancer, I see the dancers again. Zhou Ting smiled and said coldly to the three people. Didn't care about their murderous gaze. (To be continued......)