That young man of the caste is obviously a young man who does not experience murder.

With his martial arts skills and strong combat power, he can protect the woman from escaping far away.

Even if you can't escape the pursuit, as long as you are not completely trapped in the encirclement, you still have room for maneuver.

The martial artists in the martial arts world, against the enemy army soldiers, many so-called enemies of hundreds or even thousands of people, are few as Li Chungang, who do not retreat in a single step and resist the iron armor style of the sword immortal.

The vast majority of them fight and retreat.

Only by consuming each other on the front, only by facing a few mortal enemies can you win.

Xu Qianqiu blindly guessed that this young man of caste probably had heard too much of the soul-stirring legend of his seniors.

In this way, it became a stubborn.

If you feel that you are strong, you can also be a hero.

Unexpectedly, he became a bear.

The hundred cavalrymen were exhausted by the troubles of using a very clever method.

Xu Qianqiu used the method of quick memory to store countless books and classics in his mind, and could be regarded as knowledgeable.

Naturally, his eyesight is good. The young people of those caste are extremely outstanding in their moves and routines, and they are of superior martial arts.

At the same level, if you fight alone, these moves may take advantage of them and have a great chance of winning.

But if you really walk around the world, you will be more likely to kill the master.

A rude battle is better than a hero.

Being in the world is a bloody task of tying your trousers and belts.

Who will fight you one-on-one?

The moment you shouted "Wait a minute", a punch hit the bridge of your nose.

The three of them were hiding and sneaking around a small earthblock a hundred steps away. They stopped and continued to watch, becoming the melon-eating audience.

Below, the leader of the fish scale armor was seen, throwing the woman in her arms off the horse.

He jumped off the horse and kicked her on the back.

For this woman, practicing martial arts was only used as a means of health preservation, and at this moment, she almost fainted on the spot.

Curled up and gasped, like a poor bluefish thrown ashore.

His face turned pale.

The man with fish scales squatted down, grabbed the woman's black hair, shook it, and looked at the ungrateful young man who was dressed in a gorgeous manner.

The young man of caste has been wrapped in a horse-stuck rope like a rice dumpling.

There are also several iron chains tied to the limbs.

Afterwards, four groups of people straightened them and hung them in the air.

Some knights with impatient personality, after dismounting, spit out, and slapped the handsome young man on the cheek with a scabbard.

After a tough battle, more than twenty brothers died, and everyone was killed.

Although life is worthless, licking blood from the blade, killing people and robbing people, and casualties are common.

However, the lives of their own brothers have to be worth the money.

This has nothing to do with brotherhood, but rather, the number of people in this desert often means strength.

If there are fewer people, you will inevitably be beaten to the point of being beaten.

These people have the current attitude as they continue to grow as big fish eat small fish again and again.

Surviving in the desert, prairie horse bandits, dozens of people and horses can be masters.

There are 100 numbers, even the government army will have a headache.

If there are eight hundred and one thousand people, then they are just a scattered bandit, go directly to the royal court tent and catch a general.

This is the unwritten rule in Xihezhou!

When you reach the number of three hundred, you can sway and go to the prefecture city where the Lord of the Season is in charge.

Give whatever you want.

In short, the number of brothers you will be given to you as old as your official position.

Beimang is fierce and brave, and has good fighting. It is not without reason.

This group of knights are typical people from the Northern Ruth.

Shaved and bald, and braided on the back of the head.

The strong man with fish scales turned his head away and didn't talk nonsense. The four groups of cavalrymen who held the chain understood it.

So, he started to tug of war with a grim smile.

Several men with a leader-like appearance gathered together, and their eyes were not full of sinisterness.

Obviously, with calculation trade-offs.

While watching the show, muttered.

Perhaps because I felt that since I had already formed a mortal enemy, I would simply kill people and silence them, and eliminate future troubles forever.

On the desert and in the grassland, human life is like weeds.

Every year, it is withered and flourishing.

As for what his identity and background this young master is, they are too lazy to care about it.

They really don’t believe that those families of the Southern Dynasties could go to Xihezhou to seek revenge with their men.

Four directions, four iron chains, a total of more than 20 people, stretching together.

The young man of that caste was in vain.

It is also thanks to his superior martial arts and deep internal strength that he was able to support it hard.

But, invisibly, he suffered more.

Seeing this, a leader of a horse bandit felt that he was not happy enough, so he asked his subordinates to turn on the horse.

Another iron chain was added to wrap around the man's neck.

I made up my mind to let the bloody five horses dismembered in this desert.

Five horses, pulling hard, and the young master, who ended up in a miserable way, had red eyes.

The wrists and ankles have been bleeding.

The neck was fragile and extremely uncomfortable, and the young man of caste let out a shrill roar like a dying beast.

All the energy was left in my body, and it exploded instantly.

The chain trembled violently, causing the five horses to take a few steps back.

Suddenly, the chain was straight like a spear, and the horse was pulled and suddenly cracked and killed.

No one expected that this man who must die would be so strong and brave.

The leader of the fish scale armor immediately took his anger on the woman.

The woman whose hair was caught dropped on the ground and handed over to her subordinates for care.

He got on the horse himself, and called four strong confidants, intending to take action himself to deal with this dying trapped beast that cannot be underestimated.

The horse stairs in front of the hooves.

In an instant, countless blood gushed out of the man's limbs and neck.

If nothing unexpected happens, the next scene must be that the relatively weak neck will be torn off first, followed by arms and legs.

However, these horse bandits are good at this and are responsible for pulling the five-body knights, with their strengths.

They will tacitly pull their hands off first, then tear off one leg, leaving the neck and the remaining thigh.

In this way, this blood feast can end successfully.

This method is more vicious and terrifying than hanging corpses with guns and spears.

This vicious method comes from the Beimang border, and is tinkered with the army and then spreads it.

I don’t know how many prisoners of Liyang Dynasty died under the rift of five horses.

The only drawback is that all the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army are all fighting to the end.

After the battle, there were not many living people.

Therefore, occasionally a captured Beiliang army prisoner is more precious than a beauties woman in the Beimang royal court market.

It can often be sold at sky-high prices.

It's hard to find a thousand gold.

The city of Tao Qianzhi left behind the city, killing a soldier in Beiliang every day. Such behavior fell into the eyes of the great officials of Beimang, and it was not just a killing person.

But, a lot of gold!

Beimang has a rule, and kills soldiers from Beiliang on the battlefield, and after being discharged from the army, he can be punished with a serious crime.

Thinking of this, Xu Qianqiu's expression changed a little, and the horse bandits below had a trace of murderous intent in their eyes.

On the side, the second young master Xu Fengnian seemed to remember the origin of this torture, squinted his eyes coldly, and subconsciously held the hilt of the deer-cutting knife.

Below.

When the young man of caste was about to be torn apart, five people on his horse died instantly and suddenly died inexplicably.

Falling straight down the horse, and die and die.

Several horse thief leaders who were qualified to wear scales took a bold look and saw a slight and transparent hole in the middle of the eyebrows of the five people.

Xu Qianqiu grabbed a handful of yellow sand again and sprinkled it out casually.
Chapter completed!