Swhoosh! The sharp arrows came. Boss Fu and others used their old tricks again, and interfered with the iron arrow halfway through the flying shield and successfully avoided. The two sides were originally dozens of steps apart. After two arrows, the distance was shortened to less than twenty steps. The eagle shot

The hand could no longer shoot the third arrow.

Leerle drew out the scimitar with a gloomy face and shouted coldly: "Form a formation, kill!"

The guards each held swords and used three people as a small team, shouting to kill the six bandit leaders who were approaching. When they met on a narrow road, the brave ones won, either you die or I die, and there was no room for retreat.

Dangdang! Dingding!

The next moment, the two sides collided violently, and the sound of metal and iron fighting was deafening, and countless sparks splashed everywhere.

This is a battle between life and death.

No one showed mercy, and no one begged to hide.

The guards selected by Lierle are not bad, but they are facing the bandit leader, and each opponent's martial arts, internal strength, lightness, etc. are steadily suppressed them. After three moves, their sharpness faded and they were killed by their opponents.

He was surrounded by danger and couldn't help but retreat. One of the guards changed his moves a little slowly, and his neck was cut off with a knife. His head rolled to the ground, and he died with his eyes closed.

An Zaixi gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Zhou, Brother Chen, the left and right are dead, so let's kill the enemy side by side!"

Zhou Zhiming hesitated and said, "The thief's leader is moving too quickly. Wouldn't we go up and die?"

An Jae-hee said: "When they get closer, we will never have the chance to draw our swords."

Before he finished speaking, screams came to his ears, and two more guards were killed on the spot, and the entire defense line was in danger and would collapse at any time.

Lierle's face turned pale, and suddenly raised his scimitar and slashed at Hu Ji beside him. An Jae-hee hurriedly held it with a sword and said angrily: "What are you doing?!" Lierle said coldly: "If we die,

They will inevitably be insulted, and they might as well end their lives cleanly now." The gay men collapsed to the ground in fear, and tears gushed like a fountain.

The boss Fu laughed wildly and said, "These women belong to me, and it is your turn to decide whether to live or die!" Suddenly, he jumped into the air, and his swords flew straight towards An Zaixi and Lierle's forehead.

At this moment, a loud noise was heard from the height of the treetops, and a figure suddenly flashed, and a knife light flashed, slashing towards Boss Fu's chest empty door.

The murderous intention is coming, and the hairs are standing upside down.

Boss Fu didn't know that there was another master hiding in the dark, and he was shocked and angry. What was going on? Who had crossed the boundaries? He quickly combined his swords to protect the vital parts.

when!

The loud noise echoed, and Boss Fu fell heavily to the ground like a meteorite, his feet sinking into the ground more than half a foot deep, his hands and his mouth were cracked, and he almost couldn't hold the weapon. He looked at the tall boy in front of him in shock and shouted: "

Little Devil?!"

The words "Little Demon King" were released, and the bandits were as if their throats were cut off, and the shouts disappeared immediately, and the needles fell around them could be heard.

The other thieves were shocked and retreated at the same time, turning around without thinking. As soon as they ran, the bandits "hula" scattered birds and beasts, and those with mounts ran away, while those without mounts spread their feet and leaped everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, there was no trace, leaving only a few broken flags and footprints all over the ground.

Leer, An Jae-hee and others were stunned, and the illusion of arises as if they were in a dream. Hundreds of vicious bandits retreated easily? Isn’t this a dream?

Fu Jingtao brushed the knife back into the sheath and sighed: "I am not the little devil Yang Tao, I am Fu Jingtao from Xuanyuan Gate. You have recognized the wrong person!"

When the little devil Yang Tao met in the Qinling Alliance, he punched the one-eyed oxen Zhan Lie, and fought with the evil king Bi Youming. He was finally accepted as his adopted son by the Demon Lord Xiao Hen. He is the rising star of the Demon Sect recently. It is said that

In the future, he is expected to take over Xiao Hen's position and serve as the leader of the Tianmo Sect. Boss Fu and others are just second- and third-rate small forces on the Qinling Road, so how can they challenge the Tianmo Sect? Besides, they ask themselves that their martial arts skills are not as good as Zhan Lie, so how could they be the opponent of the Little Demon King

?So after meeting, they fled in panic.

Lierle swallowed hard and asked, "Are you a disciple of Xuanyuan?"

Fu Jingtao said: "If you want to change it!"

Lierle grabbed his arm and smiled like a flower: "Young Master Fu, how about you please be my guard commander? I will give you 30,000 taels of silver, one hundred horses, one hundred sheep, and ten stunning female slaves every year.

not enough?"

Fu Jingtao rubbed his nose and smiled and said, "Thank you for your love! But Fu is a member of the Han family and a ghost of the Han family after his death. He is willing to devote his efforts to protect the yellow land under his feet for the rest of his life and will not move to the Western Regions."

Lierle was stunned: "Is anyone more expensive than me?" He was born into a nomadic people and wandered around all year round, so it was difficult to understand the idea that the Han people should pay attention to their country.

Fu Jingtao shook his head and said, "You are wrong. This is not a question of how much money."

Lierle wanted to persuade him again, and An Zaixi interrupted, "A gentleman hides his heart from the people of the world, how can he insult him with copper coins? An thanked the young hero for saving his life!" He bent down and bowed deeply.

Fu Jingtao waved his hand and said, "When seeing the road is uneven, draws a sword to help you, this is the duty of a warrior."

Suddenly, the sound of hooves suddenly started, and the shouts were roaring, and the bandits actually killed a shot. Everyone was shocked, and Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "They finally realized that I was not the little devil."

He picked up a bow and two pots of arrows, jumped to the center of the road, facing the direction of the attack of the bandits, and remained as motionless as a mountain.

After a while, dust filled the crowds of horses galloping like a tide. Boss Fu and others led the cavalry back. Boss Fu had a ferocious face and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Wild boy, you dare to pretend to be a little devil and deceive us. The crime is unforgivable!

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Fu Jingtao spat: "Do you think I'm easy to bully?" He raised his bow, drew the arrow, rolled the strings, and shot the arrows. The movements were done without stopping. The bow strings shook continuously, and ten feather arrows were shot in an instant.

The arrows left without shadow, fast and fierce.

Whenever the arrow was shot, a horse would splatter blood and fall. After ten arrows were shot, the bandits were in chaos in front of them, and the horse corpses piled up to block the road, forcing the team behind to stop and turn around in a row.

The boss Fu shouted angrily: "Don't panic, keep rushing over!"

Fu Jingtao changed his breath, stretched out the bowstring with his arms, and shot ten arrows like lightning! Such a high-intensity archery method, even the eagle's master would be at a disadvantage.

The violent rain of arrows hit, screams, hisses, roars, and crying alternately, compose a tragic song of death.

Without waiting for the bandits to dodge, the terrifying sound of the bowstring sounded for the third time, and another wave of sharp arrows swept across, ruthlessly harvesting life before the enemy's shadow was touched, and the cavalry's combat power lost nearly 30%! Even if it was

The oldest bandit has never heard of such a domineering archery technique in the world. According to the speed of this loss, all of them will die within twenty breaths!

The bandits were so scared that they all broke their hearts and immediately turned their heads to escape! They swore that as long as the man was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, he would never look back.
Chapter completed!