The familiar good sister beside him was shot to death by an arrow, and warm blood splashed on her body. The other girl was so frightened that she trembled all over and screamed.

Fu Jingtao shouted: "Get down quickly!"

The girl had completely lost her self-awareness. She froze for a moment after hearing the shout. Just as her body was about to move, there was another whooshing sound of the wind, and an arrow shot from behind like lightning, piercing her mercilessly.

On the back and chest, blood splattered.

The girl slowly lowered her head and looked at the bloody arrow coming out of her chest. She raised her hand with difficulty and tried to pull out the arrow. Suddenly her body went limp and she fell forward uncontrollably.

Fu Jingtao happened to rush in front of her, and quickly spread out his arms to support the limp body. Looking at her pale and tender face, full of pain, he felt his heart ached, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes.

, this nightmare will be over soon."

The girl managed to raise her head and look at the strange boy. She felt inexplicably relieved. Her lips were slightly opened, and blood kept pouring out. She didn't know where the strength came from. She grabbed his arm tightly and said with difficulty: "Kill...revenge."

……hatred!"

Fu Jingtao nodded heavily and said: "No matter who the murderer is, I will kill him to avenge you!" These two girls were just ordinary people, at the age of budding, unarmed, but they were shot for no reason in broad daylight.

Killing him simply made him furious.

The girl smiled slightly, loosened her fingers and slipped away, and the fragrance disappeared.

Fu Jingtao is used to seeing life and death, but every fight in the past was between warriors. Unless it was a heinous demon or a crazed lunatic, who would massacre civilians? If killing

Killing too much violated the laws of the world and led to an encirclement and suppression by the imperial army, which no sect could afford. He stretched out his palm and gently closed the girl's eyes, the murderous intention in his heart burning like a fierce flame.

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Just hearing the thump of footsteps, a short, stocky man rushed out from behind the tree. He had a brown towel wrapped around his head, a robe with a triangle lapel, a belt around his waist, long riding boots, and a bow and arrow in his hand.

He has a short knife and looks ugly at first glance, with a beard and bronze skin. When running, his legs are bent outwards and splayed. He is obviously better suited to life on horseback.

Fu Jingtao gritted his teeth and said: "Tubo people!"

The Tubo man was slightly startled when he saw a young man suddenly appear in the forest. He threw away his bow and arrow and quickly pulled out the broad-edged dagger from his waist. The sword danced and he strode closer with a ferocious smile.

Fu Jingtao gently put down the girl in his arms and said softly: "If you have a spirit in heaven, you can see how your enemy died!" After saying that, he stood up, took steps and ran forward, firmly and directly.

, full of power!

The Tubo man showed disdain in his eyes, shouted loudly, raised his steel knife and struck at his head.

The moment he raised the knife to make a chop, Fu Jingtao's toe gripping power suddenly exploded, and the soil splashed out. His running speed tripled, and he was knocked sideways with lightning speed!

Bang! Click!

Fu Jingtao's shoulders, elbow tips, and knees hit the Tibetan man at the same time, and he breathed out his energy, but he heard a series of bone cracking sounds from the sternum, ribs, and leg bones, which was extremely disturbing.

The man seemed to have been hit by a giant elephant. His body was twisted and deformed, and he flew upside down several feet away involuntarily. His back hit a big tree with a bang, and his spine snapped. A large mouthful of blood and minced meat spurted out.

He fell to the ground, vomiting blood and convulsing.

Fu Jingtao let out a sullen breath, listened to the sounds in the distance, picked up the bow and arrows on the ground and the man's fallen quiver, and rushed out of the forest with a sullen face.

Outside the forest is a long and narrow low-lying field. The crops have been harvested long ago. There are sparse fruit trees planted on both sides. The leaves have withered and only a few shriveled fruits remain. Just under the fruit trees, there are three or four Tibetan men tearing women apart.

He didn't care about the women's cries and resistance, and screamed excitedly.

A little further away, two Tubo men were wielding sabers, chasing and killing more than a dozen people. Many corpses were lying on the ground, and the blood gathered into a stream. The smell of blood was nauseating.

Fu Jingtao immediately held the bow in his left hand and straightened his arm. He clasped the arrow in his right hand and pulled the string like a full moon. He kept his lower body steady, held his breath, aimed at the man wielding the knife to kill, and shot two arrows in succession. Thanks to the past

With his hunting experience in the mountains, he has made some progress in his archery skills. Now his five senses have improved and his eyesight is ten times better than before. The target in the distance seems to be right in front of him.

Pull the bow string to its limit, and the arrow will fly like a shooting star!

He had no mercy for these gangsters who killed innocent people indiscriminately, and just wanted to send them all to hell.

His heart is as cold as snow, and his murderous aura is as boiling as lava.

The sharp arrows pierced the air and screamed, so unexpectedly. The Tibetan men who were insulting the women were startled, stopped their movements, and looked over in astonishment.

However, the Tubo man in the distance reacted a little slower. When he heard the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the air, he just wanted to dodge, but his heart froze. The tip of the arrow had already come out from his chest. The emotion of panic and despair filled his mind, and all his strength suddenly disappeared.

Pu Tong fell to his knees.

The Tubo men under the tree were furious when they saw this. They jumped up with their swords drawn, shouted and shouted in unison, and rushed towards Fu Jingtao.

Fu Jingtao stared coldly at the enemy like a mad dog, without stopping and facing him head-on without giving in. He swore that all murderers must die today and be buried with the innocent dead!

Looking around, we can see that the four enemies who are rushing towards us are scattered, their steps are fast and slow, their movements are agile, and their sword-swinging postures are very skillful. They should have a certain foundation in martial arts, which is slightly different from the general Tubo people who make a living as nomads.

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He was secretly surprised that such a powerful Tibetan cavalry suddenly inserted into the border gap between Song and Shu and killed Han people. It was so audacious! Could it be that the various Tibetan ministries had made some changes and wanted to restart the war and plunder the border people?

The long border of the Song Dynasty was bordered by dozens of large and small tribes such as Tubo, Tuyuhun, Dangxiang, Khitan, and Uighurs. These nomadic peoples lived in no fixed abode, roared back and forth, and had a fierce nature. They were both brave warriors and natural cavalry.

He is also the harasser who gives Song Min a lot of headaches.

The Tibetan and other tribes are not good at production. Many tribes can only provide food and clothing. But they also need food, cloth, tea, salt, iron and even more women, so they use violent methods to directly rob them. Especially when a snowstorm hits.

In winter, offensive and defensive fighting on the border became more frequent.

For the Han people who settled on the border and took root in the land, it was not easy to spend the winter safely every year. Therefore, the villages near the border were like fortresses, and all men were able to fight and must have the ability to defend their homes.

In a flash of thought, the four Tubo men rushed forward, grinning and looking ferocious.

The two of them who rushed the fastest swung their steel knives round, and slashed to the left and right. The cold light shone with extremely ferocious force. Their sword skills were not fancy, but the sure-kill skills tempered in actual combat.

Technique, use all your strength in every blow without leaving any behind, it's life or death, don't think about what will happen next.

The knife is a steel knife that kills people without calculation. It is equipped with a cold and murderous intention, coupled with the brave and fearless aura of the user, it has terrible lethality.

The two of them were used to working together. One sword slashed diagonally from left to right, and the other slashed horizontally from right to left. They were sure that the enemy had no head and six arms, and there must be one sword that could seriously injure the opponent. What's more, in their opinion, this sudden appearance

These young men are still childish. Even if they are good at archery, can they still be born with supernatural powers? In close combat, there is no way they can defeat strong and brave men like them.

Fu Jingtao made up his mind not to let go of any of them, to prevent them from escaping in all directions. Without waiting for the light of the sword to strike, he suddenly jumped to a high place, dodged his opponent with a somersault in the air, and landed behind the last Tubo man.

, the bowstring was wrapped around his neck and twisted, causing the neck bones to break with a crack.

Another man nearby was so frightened and angry that he turned around and stabbed him with a knife.

Fu Jingtao took advantage of the situation and pushed the man with a broken neck bone. There was a muffled sound and the steel knife penetrated into the chest.

The man was about to draw his sword and strike again, but Fu Jingtao had already stepped into his arms like a ghost, raised his hand and cut hard with his palm, severing his Adam's apple with a snap.

The man clutched his throat and stumbled back, moaning and twitching, his face flushed red, and he collapsed helplessly on the ground.

The two men who were the first to draw their swords missed with one blow. They instinctively took two steps forward before stopping. When they turned around, they happened to see their companions falling to the ground and dying one after another. They gasped, and they couldn't understand this young man.

How could he be so cruel and terrifying, killing two of his accomplices in just one encounter! The two looked at each other, each brandished their swords, roared, and charged towards Fu Jingtao.

Fu Jingtao casually pulled out the steel knife from the corpse and threw it with a flick of his wrist. With a flash of cold light and lightning, the blade went straight into the head of the man on the left, splitting his skull in half like cutting tofu.

The only remaining Tibetan man had blood splattered all over his head and face. Looking at the expressionless young man, endless coldness surged from the bottom of his heart. His liver and gallbladder were torn apart. The sole of his foot went soft, and the steel knife fell to the ground by mistake.

He rolled far away like a ball. Before he could get up, a steel knife fell from the sky, pierced his chest and back, and nailed the man to the ground.

In a matter of moments, all the brutal and terrifying intruders were killed. The surviving villagers could not believe their eyes. There were about 20 people left, most of them were women and young people, and the slow running old people and children were all killed.

Some people knelt down and kowtowed and cried, some rushed to hug the corpses of their relatives and wailed, and some suppressed their grief and picked up steel knives and wooden sticks on the ground, hacking the Tibetan corpses to pieces!

Fu Jingtao looked at the corpses lying on the ground, feeling depressed and heavy. Even if he killed all the murderers, the dead could not be resurrected, leaving only endless sorrow for his relatives.

At this time, more than ten brave villagers came to Fu Jingtao, knelt down, kowtowed with tears and said: "Thank you so much for killing all the thieves and upholding justice for God. We can't thank you enough! I hope to be a cow in the next life."

Ma, repay your benefactor for saving your life!"

Fu Jingtao hurriedly said: "Uncle, aunt, please get up quickly. You are all elders. I can't bear it."

The leader, a middle-aged man about forty years old, raised his head and said with great hope: "My benefactor, there are still thieves entrenched in our Wangjia Village. I wonder if my benefactor can take action again to rescue our people?"

Fu Jingtao frowned and said, "Does this group of thieves have any accomplices?"

The middle-aged man cried and said: "They still have about ten people looting and killing people in the village! We fled from the path behind the village in panic. Unexpectedly, the thieves were so ferocious and cruel that they pursued us all the way. Fortunately, we met our benefactor.

rescue."
Chapter completed!