He blocked the knife, and for the hero in his eyes, the man who admired him and tried his best to save them.

The sword light flashed, and the murderous intent clashed. The death of the Wind-Chasing Bat and the Spirit Cavalry made the bloody smell on the battlefield stronger.

"Kill, kill, kill, we can't let the six camp masters die in vain. Our Hanyun Village has mankind and heroes!"

With the roar like a wolf, countless bandits rushed up again, and Zheng Ming felt his blood really burning this time when the spirit rider fell in front of him.

At this time, he could no longer tell whether he was Zheng Ming or Zhao Yun.

The body, which was originally a little tired, became full of strength at this moment. The spear in his hand danced like a stick, and in an instant, he knocked the dozen or so bandits who rushed over to the ground.

Blood is burning!

The thin Yanhuang battle blood was finally revealed on Zheng Ming’s body!

Ten feet away from Zheng Ming, the black demon fox's face was filled with disbelief. His own palm would be seriously injured even if he turned the qi into the ninth-grade warrior.

Why is this kid not dead yet?

Not only did he not die, he also killed the wind-chasing bat that he fought with him. This was impossible in the heart of the Black Demon Fox, but this incident really happened.

The body of the Wind-Chasing Bat is not far from him.

Her eyes fell on the young boy again, and the boy's body stood upright on the war horse, and the faint moonlight seemed to be dyed with a layer of golden armor on the boy's body.

"Those who block me will die!" The young man waved his spear and rushed again. The direction he rushed was the direction of the valley.

The reason why the boy was attacked was because there was a savage who was trying hard to support him at a dozen feet.

Behind the boy, four spirit riders were followed, each of them carrying serious injuries, but these spirit riders were in high spirits at this time, like tigers falling from the mountain.

Blood flies again!

Blood splattered around Zheng Ming, and the thieves who were blocking Zheng Ming turned into corpses under Zheng Ming's spear.

The green robe has already turned blood red, and the white war horse without a trace of hair is more like a bloody horse at this time!

Zheng Ming took twenty breaths to the road more than twenty feet, and on the way forward, twenty corpses fell down.

The thieves who were originally filled with greed were already starting to feel heartbroken and had already begun to retreat!

When Zheng Ming stepped forward, most of them chose to retreat silently, with a hint of fear.

"You are the first one who can step on my Hanyun Village camp!" Luo Yuanhao, dressed in black, walked out with the company of the white-clothed scholar.

The thieves who were already scared retreated behind Luo Yuanhao like flowing water. They stared at Zheng Ming tightly, with resentment, fear, admiration, and a pity in their eyes!

Compared with the hundreds of people behind Luo Yuanhao, the five elite cavalry standing behind Zheng Ming were so few and so thin.

It seemed as if Luo Yuanhao could submerge the five people by rushing, but at this time, the five people who were already scarred were filled with the fighting spirit of no less than a thousand people.

The fierce fighting spirit, the unyielding fighting spirit!

"Mr. Luo has never looked down on the Zheng family very much, especially your head, Zheng Zhongwang, but I didn't expect that the Zheng family would even have a person like you!"

"You killed the five and six camp masters of my Hanyun Village, but our men in Hanyun Village still respect you as a man!"

"Today, as long as you join my Hanyun Village, you will be the five masters of my Hanyun Village!"

Luo Yuanhao's voice was majestic, and every word seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force. The moment he finished speaking, someone shouted loudly: "What the Great Village Lord said is, I know the heroes in Hanyun Village and value heroes!"

"As long as you join my Hanyun Village, we will be a family!"

"Know heroes, value heroes!" There were only a few people at the beginning of the shout, but then it was like a mountain crying thunder.

Although many of the thieves in Hanyun Village died from Zheng Ming. Although the thieves in Hanyun Village were killed by Zheng Ming, they felt a sense of sincerity towards the young man who jumped out of the horse.

A kind of respect from the bottom of your heart.

Therefore, when Luo Yuanhao invited Zheng Ming to join Hanyun Village, their attitude was not to refuse, but to welcome him.

The eldest elder of the Zheng family was like a groundhog at this time, constantly scattering in the shadow of the rocks. When he heard the shouts of the thieves, he still couldn't help looking in the direction of Zheng Ming.

From his position, Zheng Ming could not be seen at all, but he could imagine the young man's heroic figure at this time.

"Young people have a tendency to be heroes!" Although they said jealously, the elder's heart became jealous of the young man.

After all, in his life, he has never been so respected by his opponents on the battlefield of life and death.

Know heroes and value heroes!

These six words, no matter what the outcome of this battle, will spread all over the world with the reputation of the boy.

The young men of the Zheng family on the mountain were also excited to look at the venue below the mountain, and their blood was constantly boiling.

"Brother Ming is right ahead. Who would like to follow me to help Brother Ming with his help?" Zheng Jingren, whose eyes were wide and big, shouted loudly.

Amid the shouts, Zheng Jingren even soared into the air and prepared to rush down.

"I'll go!" In an instant, more than a dozen young men shouted together. But in this shout, Zheng Jingren, who had already jumped up, was kicked to the ground by the second elder.

"Don't cause trouble for Mr. Ming. You guys go down, it's just a burden!" The second elder looked at the young men and said sternly.

Zheng Jingren got up from the ground, patted his head unwillingly, and said loudly: "Grandma, one day, I will be like Brother Ming!"

Most of the people in the Zheng family didn't say anything, they stared at the bottom!

"Thank you, Master Luo, for your importance, but since Master Luo treats Zheng Ming as a hero, Master Luo should know Zheng Ming's choice!" Zheng Ming looked at Luo Yuanhao and waved his hand to raise the spear in his hand: "Run!"

The white horse flew up like a sharp arrow!

The direction Zheng Ming rushed was where Luo Yuanhao stood.

A long sword was added to Luo Yuanhao's hand. He didn't say anything, his eyes just stared forward coldly.

Just as Zheng Ming rushed to him about ten feet away, the slashing sword in his hand suddenly slashed out, and the surging murderous intent gathered in front of his long sword into a half-foot-long sword light.

The sword light is the sharpness formed by a warrior gathering energy on the long sword. This sharpness is powerful and invincible.

Many times, for warriors, the sword light is a blow that gathers all their strength, and is a means that they will use when life and death are in vain.

Now, the sword lights gathered on Luo Yuanhao's sword, making Luo Yuanhao's sword move forward and invincible.

Zheng Ming, who was rushing forward, and Luo Yuanhao who was slashed out with one sword, were like two strongest meteors colliding on the vast earth.

At this moment, no one can retreat. No matter who is retreating, there is only one final result, that is, death faster.

Although the five elite cavalry chased Zheng Ming closely, they couldn't help at all. They could only watch the collision between Zheng Ming and Luo Yuanhao.

By the same token, the thieves behind Luo Yuanhao stood quietly and stood still. They knew that they could not help, so they just stood there quietly, for fear of missing this brilliant blow.

The black demon fox looked at Zheng Ming who was jumping out of the horse and felt that his heart was beating very fast. She felt that her whole body was melted by the boy riding on the horse.

The boy stands upright like a gun, the boy moves forward, the boy fearlessly, the boy...

For a moment, the black demon fox was a little confused, although in her heart, the final result of the boy was to die under Luo Yuanhao's knife.

Luo Yuanhao is not a wind-chasing bat, he is an eighth-grade master, and his sword is the remnant of the seventh-grade martial arts Breaking the Moon Slash that Luo Yuanhao occasionally obtained!

This should be the last time she saw this boy, but she believed that even if she was so old that she was dementia, she would not forget the boy, nor would she forget the brilliant scene under the moonlight today.

She knew that the next scene would be extremely bloody, with the boy's blood, the boy's flesh, and the boy's body probably going to be cut off under the big knife.

She is not a soft-hearted woman, but at this moment, she is reluctant to see this scene.

But she still kept her eyes open. She hoped to imprint all the scene today into her eyes. She could not let go of a single scene, and she could not lose a little about the boy.

Zheng Ming didn't know that there was a woman among the bandits who was paying attention to him so much. At this time, he had only one thought in his mind, that was to fight!

Luo Yuanhao slashed out in the air, and he could already feel the majestic power hidden in the sword.

The short sword light is cold under the moonlight!

This is the first time Zheng Ming has seen a sword light. With the power of this sword light, he can destroy all the Panlong spear technique in his heart.

Although the marksmanship has been greatly improved, Panlong's spearmanship still cannot block this fierce knife.

With superb moves and powerful force, they will be crushed into pieces, just like no matter how beautiful the face is, it cannot stop the erosion of time.

For Zheng Ming, the best choice now is to replace Zhao Yun’s hero card with Li Ruohai. Only Li Ruohai’s two-meter-long red spear can make him win.

However, Zheng Ming's heart, no, it should be said that at this moment, there was a stream of blood on Zheng Ming's body, which made Zheng Ming's fighting spirit powerful. At this moment, Zheng Ming couldn't tell whether this blood belonged to him or Zhao Yun.

Yanhuang fights blood!

If the Yanhuang blood in battle had already been launched when he rushed to the battlefield again, then now his Yanhuang blood in battle has begun to boil.

The spear in his hand and the war horse under his seat gathered together with the blood in his heart at this moment. The blood of Yanhuang warned him all together, and Zheng Ming felt that he had reached a wonderful state at this moment.

Luo Yuan’s good long sword has been slashed down, simple, direct, and full of power to destroy everything!

The spear in Zheng Ming's hand pierced one hundred and eight guns into the void as the moment the light of the knife fell!
Chapter completed!