Chang Yuchun didn't care at all. He saw the lama lying beside him, his eyes wide open, as if he didn't believe he was just dead. Look at the lama's appearance, Chang Yuchun knew that the lama in front of him was dead. Thinking that he could still pull a Tartar officer to placate the back before he died, he couldn't help feeling very happy. A carp thrust, stood up, stretched his left hand, grabbed the feather arrow that had just shot into his right shoulder, and with a sudden force, he pulled out a flesh and arrow, and rushed out like a bright red blood. Chang Yuchun's face remained unchanged. With both hands, he broke the drawn feather arrows and laughed to the sky, saying, "Damn Tartars, it's not that easy to kill your Grandpa Chang. Even if your Grandpa Chang dies today, you will kill you all for me!"

The three Tartar soldiers did not expect Chang Yuchun to be fierce, and when they saw the commander's death, they were surprised, and suddenly heard Chang Yuchun shouted, "Damn Tartars, come here?" They danced their fists and rushed towards the three of them. The three of them never expected that Chang Yuchun would have such a divine power under the fierce battle. The three of them were shocked by his power and did not know how to avoid it. Seeing that Chang Yuchun's powerful fist was about to attack, the three of them hurriedly bent their bows and arrows. The three of them did not forget the ability of Mongolian masters, and three more feather arrows shot at Chang Yuchun. But this time it was just a heart mouth. The three feather arrows were extremely fast. Before Chang Yuchun rushed over, they also reached his heart mouth, and they saw that they could not avoid it.

Suddenly, with a "peng" sound, Chang Yuchun's "hey" sound, hey" sound, he fell on the floor, and three feather arrows flew over his head with three "thumbs" sounds.

Chang Yuchun was already injured, and the feather arrow shot from his shoulders and back had just been pulled out again. He was bleeding too much. Although he was brave, he was still flesh and blood. After fighting for so long, he lost too much blood. As soon as he got up, he felt dizzy and went down.

The three Tartars did not expect that Chang Yuchun would suddenly fall to the ground. The mighty momentum just now was still vivid in their minds. When they saw Chang Yuchun fall to the ground, they didn't know whether it was true or false. After watching for a while, the bent bow in their hands still pulled the feather arrow. If a soldier was not tired of cheating, it would be better to give him three feather arrows. The three of them waited for a long time, but there was no movement at all. The three of them looked at each other for a while. The leader of the Tartar soldier came over with a bold bow.

The two Tartar soldiers behind him followed him with a bent bow in their hands. The three of them slowly walked to Chang Yuchun's side. The person in charge saw Chang Yuchun huddling on the ground, motionless, as if he was dead. He bravely put the bent bow in his hand on the feather arrow, aimed at Chang Yuchun's right shoulder with a "stepping" sound, and shot it in. With a "glare", the feather arrow shot into Chang Yuchun's right shoulder. Blood flowed out again, but Chang Yuchun did not move at all, as if he had not even had a breath.

"Ah... dead? dead?" The leader of the Tartar was overjoyed and turned his head to shout at the two people behind him.

"Is that true?" The two of them were also overjoyed, and trotted all the way with their bent bows. The feather arrows on the bow had already left the bowstring.

Dongdongdongdong... Dongdongdongdong...

The two Tartars seemed to be disbelief, so they stepped forward and kicked Chang Yuchun hard on the butt. The force of these two kicks was extremely strong. If ordinary people were kicked, they would be disabled even if they were not killed. Few people could tolerate it, but Chang Yuchun did not tremble at all. It seemed that they were really dead.

"I said I'm dead, right?" The Tartar in the lead completely put down the bent bow in his hand. In his opinion, there is really nothing to be afraid of for a dead person, let alone a person who is dead clearly?

"Hey, what's right? Is a dead person?" Another Tartar echoed, giggled, took off the bowstring's feather arrow and inserted it into the arrow basket on his back.

Hahaha, hahaha... the three of them laughed loudly. After laughing, the leader of the Tartar suddenly stepped forward, as if he wanted to see Chang Yuchun's appearance. He was bent down and wanted to turn Chang Yuchun's huge body over.

Suddenly he shouted: "Grandpa, it's not that easy to die if you, Grandpa Chang?"

Before he finished speaking, Chang Yuchun, who was originally motionless, suddenly came back to life again. His left hand was almost like lightning. The leader of the Tartars knew to dodge. Since he heard Chang Yuchun's loud shout, he had already been frightened. His big throat fell smoothly into Chang Yuchun's left hand. With two "clicks" sounds, he had crushed the throat of the Tartar soldiers.

The remaining two Tartar soldiers never expected that Chang Yuchun would pretend to be dead, and even the feather arrow shot into his right arm was unaware. They were obviously dead, but the poop came back alive in a moment and could kill people. In a shock, the two of them couldn't help but retreat.

Chang Yuchun laughed at the sky and said, "I met your Grandpa Chang, today is your death date!" After saying that, he danced his long fist and attacked the two of them. The two were already scared and their best bows were removed. They were now in a hurry and didn't know how to deal with it. They could only raise their big bow to meet the enemy.

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Chapter completed!