Ma Heima was in a good mood. He grabbed jewelry and watched the girl's veil. Seeing that everyone was fair and beautiful, he felt more and more satisfied. He ordered: "When you go back, you can tell the leader Gao Lan that Bensutan is willing to join her in Chasili. The Turpan Khanate is so big, the people are so large, and the scimitar and the horse are so powerful that you can accommodate thousands of people."

As soon as he finished speaking, a entourage came, Ma Heima was furious and looked at it. It turned out to be his left-wing entourage. On the horse's back, the man's face was very pale and his body was trembling slightly.

What's wrong?

"Sutan, the surname Wei, the surname Wei is here again!" the entourage shouted in horror.

Ma Heima was stunned and hurriedly scolded: "What's the scary thing about a child..."

"No, it's Sutan, he killed more than a dozen more people, put out his heads outside the East City, and the leader of the entourage went out to catch them, and was ambushed in the darkness, killing two more." The entourage said, and suddenly he shook his body and he fell from the horse's back.

Everyone was shocked, but Ma Heima knew in his heart that the cruel and merciless revenge scared the entourages who carried out his massacre of the mountain people of Yangcun in Wei Village to death.

Ma Heima touched his one-arm and felt a chill in his heart.

"Don't panic, Ben Sutan will check it out." Ma Heima had no choice but to order people to accept the gift first, attracting the left-wing entourage, right-wing entourage, front-wing entourage, and Sutan's guards. There were more than two thousand people, plus seven or eight masters in the martial arts world. Think about it, and ask three envoys to go with him, "Look at Ben Sutan to kill this evil thief!"

When the party arrived at the city, Ma Heima's head became cold and the three messengers all screamed in shock.

Within three miles below the city, more than ten torches were lit side by side. Under the torches, there were twenty or thirty heads at the bottom, and only one top was placed facing the city.

It seemed to be countless eyes, staring at them bloodily.

Dang--

Suddenly, a horse ringtone rang in the dark, as if a horse was standing behind Jingguan.

"ah--"

Ma Heima screamed beside him, and a captain politely burst out and his mouthful of bile turned over and fell down from the female wall.

Ma Hei was embarrassed and angry, and shouted three times: "Go out, go out, go out, go out, tens of thousands of us, why fear the little thief of the Han family, go out and kill him, go and kill him!"

The master was embarrassed to show his face, so he lit up a thousand people, shouted, holding a torch in his hand and rushed out of the city gate. He rode forward, and the master shouted at the top of his lungs: "My surname is Wei, I'm not afraid of you, I-ah--"

Ma Heima's heart trembled and she furiously said, "What's wrong?"

He heard more than a dozen muffled groans, and someone shouted and cursed: "The cunning man named Wei digs a ditch, and we have lost our way!"

Ma Heima punched the city wall, and he knew in his heart that more than a dozen people were seriously injured.

And it was hurt by trampling on each other.

After a moment, the city shouted: "He ran away, he ran away, he didn't see him here!"

Ma Heima felt blushing and panic.

He ran away!

It seemed like a punch hitting his face, and his eyes were filled with dizziness.

Thousands of people left the city, but they were only ecstatic about "he ran away"?

"Go back to the city!" Ma Heima gritted his teeth and shouted.

He seemed to hear more than a thousand people making a "chewing" sound of relief.

He saw those masters stepping through the fire and quickly came into the city.

"They are unreliable." Ma Heima lamented in his heart.

The commander of the thousand-man commanded: "You can quickly bring the head into the city."

More than a dozen people stayed, and the large army had seen the place where the fire shone.

Suddenly—

"Who said I ran away?" A chuckle sounded from the last few riders.

Ma Heima suddenly pulled his heart.

laugh!

The sword light was like lightning, and the last few riders were all dismissed.

Where can I have a head when I land?

The sword light was not panicked or rushed, and it bloomed from the back of the horse, like a huge peony flower.

The team of horsemen who jumped off the horse and were packing their companions' heads screamed in panic, and the screams came, and the sword light came.

Until the screams stopped, there were only a dozen more corpses on the ground.

The cavalry was in a panic, with courageous people turning back, and cowardly people rushing into the city gate.

Wei Yang was not greedy and killed some enemies. He quickly rushed into the darkness. He heard that the horse's hooves were hundreds of feet away in the blink of an eye. He chuckled softly: "Ma Heima, kill a compatriot, I will kill a hundred subordinates, whoever I will sacrifice my life for you. This is just the beginning. In the future, if you are your generals, I will kill him alone, but you will destroy the family. You two incompetent sons, you must let them eat raw and drink well. There will be no more days for them to eat and drink. I want you to have no successors in the world, and no one is allowed."

When the voice came, several masters looked at each other and dared not pursue him.

It was clearly because he used his internal strength to express his true energy and his words were originally intimidating!

No one dared to pursue Qianqi, and for a moment they stared at the darkness, turned around, looked at the horse Heima in the fire on the city tower, and someone whispered: "What should I do if Sutan."

Ma Heima was in disgrace and angry, and her fear was not enough to describe it.

He held the city head blankly for a while, raised his head, and vomited blood with a thud, and he fainted.

He was sure that those with the surname Wei could do it!

The general beside him had the words "extinguishing the family" all over his ears. Suddenly, he thought of the head of the military camp, the body of the Huoer. Somehow, someone quietly took a step back and took a step back half a step, feeling both timid and dying.

Maybe if you leave Ma Heima, you won’t be wiped out?

At this moment, the wind and fire outside the city were pouring out.

With a sound of rushing, the wounded soldier was crying. The head was ferocious under the fire, faintly and bloody. The timid saw the scenery under the city that he actually vomited with a sound of holding the female wall.

After hearing several more sounds from Johe, the old men of the Dangxiang tribe were almost fainted.

Before that, they had known the name of Weiyang in the western border!

Who said it?

"Gao Lan once said that Zhao Yun was ordinary, and the army was ordinary, but the princess Zhao Hongling was very unusual, which was the most difficult time for our tribe to restore the country." An old man suddenly remembered in his heart, "For two years, Gao Lan has been saying that there is a strong man that he must not offend. His name is not under Zhao Hongling. It seems that... he is called Wei Yang? Wei Xiaolang in the West?"

But what is unusual about Zhao Hongling?

What kind of person named Wei is "can't afford to offend"?

They have learned about it today.

One man, one sword, one cavalry, and only one enemy was killed by a hundred people, but it shocked the thousands of troops in Khan City in Turpan, and did not dare to move again and again.

"With Ma Heima's strength, I'm afraid of being so ill like this. The Dangxiang tribe has only 10,000 people and only 3,000 troops. How can I withstand his repeated killings?" The few people who were not scared were all depressed.

That was just one person! But that person seemed to be better than a thousand troops!

Thousands of troops can be wary of one horse, how can one resist like a wolf or a tiger?
Chapter completed!