"Kill!"

On the snow-covered grassland, the sound of fighting shook the sky, a soldier wearing war armor was picked off the war horse, the bloody boy flashed and moved in the encirclement of the war horse, every time he shot a person down, one blow will kill, the wounds on his body have long been crisscrossed, a large amount of blood loss caused his face to be pale, only the hand holding the gun is still strong and powerful.

"Jian Ye, why do you respect that old guy so much, what else can he teach you besides making wine?"

"Isn't there anything else besides wine-making? Wanyan Tu, you show me a good look...... Shoot it all in one!"

At a certain moment, the young man finally found the right opportunity, perhaps it was the guilt of the master, or maybe the other party's words aroused the arrogance of the young man, and a shot burst into full bloom, and the few spiritual energy in his body began to boil, surging towards his right hand holding the gun.

"Phew!"

On the vibrating spear, a spear shadow bloomed, like a poisonous snake swallowing snake letters, quickly pierced out, turned into a glowing arrow, shot at an incredible speed at the soldier in front, piercing its entire hole, not even the war horse under the seat could escape, the two spear shadows that pierced the first soldier did not stop, and continued to pierce through the second person.

"Puff puff ......"

For a while, the sound of the piercing was endless, and seven people in a row were pierced by the shadow of the gun, and it was only then that they could stop.

"This ......"

The soldiers besieging the boy were all frightened by this scene, killing seven people in one blow, and they were all powerful soldiers of the Wanyan tribe, and there were not many people in the entire grassland who could do this, but they were done by the bloody boy in front of him.

"Jianye, what kind of martial arts did you perform?"

Wan Yan Tu's eyes were hot, he had already guessed what the other party was exerting, the immortal method, it was definitely the immortal method, if it weren't for the immortal method, it would definitely not have such a powerful power, only the immortal method...... was able to kill seven people in one blow, and he didn't even let go of the war horse, and was pierced and died.

"Huhuhu......"

Jian Ye gasped heavily, and blood foamed from his mouth: "Didn't you ask me what my master taught me besides the method of brewing wine? ”

"What did you say?"

Wan Yan Tu was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "What do you say, that old guy taught you......? He, how could he be an immortal?"

"Phew!"

Jian Ye spat the blood foam in his mouth, with a mocking expression on his face: "What's the matter, I feel regretful?"

“......”

Listening to Jian Ye's sarcastic voice, Wan Yan didn't say a word, and his eyes were not only incredulous, but more regretful and unwilling, as if he had missed some great opportunity.

"No...... Impossible, absolutely impossible......" Wan Yan was a little dumbfounded, and finally roared, staring at Jian Ye with a hideous face: "You are lying to me, kill him for me, kill him for me!"

"Huh...... Poof......"

Jian Ye laughed sarcastically, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he watched the last thirty surviving soldiers rush towards him without fear of death, even if they died, they would not disobey the young master's orders, and it was the duty of a soldier to obey orders.

"Haha, come on, let's see who dies first. Jian Ye roared, the corners of his eyes were about to collapse, even if he died, he had to stop Wan Yan Tu and buy more time for his master.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Thirty long knives sliced through the air, slashing at the bloody boy with the impact of a war horse.

"Woo...... Brother, save Brother Jianye, please. "The little girl Xi Yuanzi is crying pear blossoms with rain, praying for Simon.

Simon was also very painful at this time, the best two brothers met each other, it had reached the point of not dying, whoever he chose to help would be sorry for the other party, but if he didn't help, Jian Ye would be in danger, behind him, thirty men in black sat straight on the horses, as long as he gave an order, he could save Jian Ye, but he didn't know how to give this order, the power behind Wanyan was too big, and he had to think about it more.

"Brother, please. The little girl was still pleading, which made Simon's heart hurt even more.

In the end, he could only close his eyes in pain and not look at the scene behind him.

......

"Bang!"

Jian Ye was too weak now, and the soldiers who were rushed to kill him were knocked away with a single impact, and at the critical moment, he used a spear to protect the important parts of his body, but the other parts were full of seven or eight long knives slashed on his body.

"Die!"

Even though he flew upside down, Jian Ye still used the impact to swing the spear, slashing through the throat of a soldier, and raising a string of blood.

"Ho-ho!"

The soldier's eyes were full of disbelief, and he put his hands on his neck hard, trying to stop the blood that flowed, but it was too late, his throat had been cut, and he could only make a ho-ho sound that did not resemble a human voice, and his eyes quickly filled with gray, and then he fell off his horse and died with a "bang".

Sixty or seventy people were already dead, so what did it matter if one more died? The rest of the soldiers did not stop because of the death of their comrades, but still rode their horses and rushed to the young man who flew out upside down ten meters away, but supported himself and refused to fall.

Boom!

The long knife slashed down again with the momentum of the war horse, slashing at the center of the young man's eyebrows.

"Hey...... Hey hey ......"

Jian Ye couldn't even let out a breath of laughter, he was too seriously injured after all, the blood had already lost three-tenths of the way, and a strong feeling of dizziness came to his mind, almost causing the boy to fall, but he still stood firmly on the snow.

Tick, tick, tick.

Jian Ye's clothes were soaked with blood, and the cold weather could not make the blood clot, which showed how boiling his blood was.

The young man refused to fall, stubbornly resisted, and the spear was raised again, pointing at the rushing horses and soldiers, his blood was boiling, and the fighting spirit was burning.

"Kill, Bombard......"

The lonely boy once again rushed into the herd of war horses, dragging his tired body, relying only on willpower to support and refuse to fall, the spear swept, "boom", smashed on the leg of a war horse, making the war horse rush forward unsteadily, fell forward, the soldier on horseback rushed forward with the inertia of the war horse, the blood-stained spear instantly appeared in front of his throat, the frightened soldier tried his best to dodge, but was still pierced through the throat.

"Phew!"

This is not the end of the killing, but the beginning of the killing, the young man stepped on the head of the horse that fell to the ground, with the power of the recoil, the knee "slammed" against the tail of the spear, and the powerful impact force made the spear "poof", passing through the soldier's throat, and the whole spear was stained red with blood.

The next moment, the jumping boy suddenly picked up his spear and struck the soldier next to him on the back, and the huge force whipped him away, and he fell on the snow, and was instantly trampled into flesh by the messy horses' hooves.

Although the young man quickly killed the two soldiers, he was also cut on his left arm with a long knife, if he hadn't dodged fast enough, I am afraid that his entire arm would have been cut off, and the doorman of Dawan City Sha Muhan ended up that day, but the young man did not even frown.

The Jianye people began to fall in mid-air, the spear held the long knife in front of him, his foot stepped on the head of the war horse again, his body quickly rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the spear stabbed out.

"Back to the pistol!"

The most common and lethal move of the steppe standard-bearer is like a poisonous snake out of a hole, in the chest of a soldier.

By this time the boy was already standing on the horse's back, kicking the soldier off his horse and drawing his spear at the same time.

"Phew!"

The young man had long knives cut down on the left and right sides at the same time, and he couldn't dodge it at all, so he had to abandon the war horse that he had so hard to snatch, lay flat on the horse's back, and slipped down from the horse's belly, and then the spear suddenly stabbed out, stabbing the war horse under the soldier's seat.

Herod!

The war horse began to go crazy because of the pain, and hit the war horse in front of it with a "boom", causing people to turn on their backs in an instant.

"Kill!"

The boy shouted again, he really had no strength, he could only rely on willpower to hold his body from falling, the spear stabbed out, and three more soldiers fell in a pool of blood, the blood dyed and melted the snow red, like a huge plum blossom blooming in the snow.

Jian Ye's bravery completely fell in Wan Yan Tu's eyes, he had been completely shocked, with one against a hundred, this is the real one against a hundred, the young man's bravery was beyond his expectations, and even ...... Can't believe it.

The battle in front of him was still going on, and the boy was shuttling through the encirclement and suppression of the war horse, and each shot would kill a life.

"Bang!"

When the last soldier fell, a full hour had passed, and the boy stuck his spear upside down in the snow and knelt on one knee, and under the spear was a soldier of the Wanyan tribe who had been pierced in the heart, and he was not yet dead, his eyes were fixed on the young man who was staring at him.

Tick, tick......

Blood was constantly dripping from the young man's face, both enemy and his own, and now he didn't even have the strength to raise his head, he could only meet the eyes of the soldiers, his eyes were a little dim, and the massive blood loss had made his vitality begin to fail.

Boom!

The sound of drawing the sword suddenly sounded, Wan Yan Tu finally pulled out the long sword hanging on his waist, he was afraid, he was really afraid, not only afraid of the young man in front of him, but also afraid of the old guy who left, the two brothers had completely broken up, if the young man could not be killed at this time, the future would ...... He didn't dare to think about it, because the future represented despair.

"Finish ......"

At the end of the battle, Simon finally turned around, and Nishigenko had already fainted from crying and was held in the arms of a man in black.

"What, are you going to stop me?"

Wan Yan's eyes were red, and with crazy killing intent, he turned his head to look at Simon.

"I won't stop you from doing anything, I want to ask you again, so ...... Is it really worth it?" Simon's eyes were filled with sadness.

“......”

After being silent, he pondered for a moment before he said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, some things have to be done to the end, aren't they?"

In fact, he already regretted it in his heart, but he didn't want to say it clearly, after speaking, he finally got off the war horse, and walked towards the weak boy step by step, a trace of muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and finally walked in front of the young man, raised the long sword in his hand, closed his eyes unbearably, and stabbed hard.

"Brother, I'm sorry ......"