This shock made the dozen or so Xianbei sergeants all jump up and instinctively wanted to draw their swords, but in desperation, none of them could pull them out.
Liu Yu stood up unhurriedly from the snow and walked through the fire scene with embers. While shaking his neck, making his joints crackle, he took off the strong bow he was carrying from his back, right
The quiver beside his leg swayed gently with his steps. With a little force, a handful of arrows flew up. Liu Yu didn't even look at it. He grabbed it with his right hand and caught it in the air.
I don't know how he moved these arrows. The Xianbei sergeant felt his eyes blurred as Liu Yu caught these arrows between his fingers and stringed them one after another.
Finally, a sergeant from Xiyan saw Liu Yu's face. He turned pale with fright and his voice was trembling: "Oh my God, it's Liu Yu from Jin..."
His last word was still swirling on his tongue, and Liu Yu's first arrow had already flown, penetrating from his open mouth and passing through the back of his skull, like breaking an egg shell, accompanied by blood splashes.
His brain matter spurted out, and his whole body was carried backwards by the force of the arrow. He flew four or five steps away before falling heavily to the ground. The horses on the side were startled and neighed.
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Everyone else was stunned by this arrow. The people who were drawing their swords all seemed to have been cast into immobilization spells and were stunned. Liu Yu was strolling leisurely, and almost every step he took, an arrow flew out, and then
Accompanied by a scream and the sound of corpses falling to the ground, after only eight steps, eight Xiyan sergeants were already dead on the ground, leaving only Han Yan who stayed where he was without saying a word.
There were four Xiyan sergeants standing next to Han Yan. Only then did they realize that they could not pull out their swords in a hurry. They all took off the bows and arrows on their backs and began to take aim.
Liu Yu smiled slightly, and first shot out an arrow. Two muffled groans were heard, but it was the two archers standing one behind the other. Before they had time to wind up, an arrow penetrated the heart of the one in front.
It came out and penetrated directly into the chest of the person behind. The two corpses were like skewers of candied haws, just standing there, which was extremely weird.
The hands of the third archer were trembling. It was as familiar to him as eating and sleeping to string an arrow. Now it was no longer easy. When he raised his bow, he saw Liu Yu smiling.
Looking at himself, he stretched out his right hand and hooked two fingers in his direction, meaning, come on.
Provocation! This is a provocation! The Xiyan archer burst into unknown fire and shot an arrow, but because he was afraid and angry, he missed his aim. The arrow landed weakly at Liu Yu's right foot, splashing two
A snowflake hit the quiver beside Liu Yu's right foot.
Liu Yu smiled slightly, picked up the arrow, and threw it backhand without even using a bow. From a distance of more than 20 steps, the arrow directly penetrated the archer's throat. He could even hear his throat bones shattering.
There was a cracking sound, his eyes went black, he fell to the ground and died.
Liu Yu smiled and shook his head, turned his head and looked at the last Xianbei archer holding a big bow on the other side. This man's eyes were full of fear, his hands were shaking, and the arrows were dangling.
Obviously, he has lost the basic fighting spirit and confidence, and he is just letting the mermaid be his prey.
Liu Yu shook his head, simply spread his hands, and opened the middle door, completely exposing this person. As he walked forward, he said in Xianbei dialect: "You can try your best, maybe you can shoot me to death."
The Xianbei sergeant's spirit completely collapsed. He threw away his big bow with a roar, turned around and ran away. But when he passed by the silent Han Yan, Han Yan suddenly pulled out his knife and slashed hard.
The Xianbei sergeant's head moved away from his neck and fell heavily to the ground, while the headless body still ran forward seven or eight steps before falling to the ground.
Liu Yu stopped and looked calmly at the knife-wielding man in front of him, Han Yan, the last Xianbei man, and said: "Let's do it. Since you are the only Xianbei man who can still draw the knife, I will let you
Three swords, no fighting back."
The scar on Han Yan's face jumped, and he suddenly threw away the big knife in his hand. With a plop, he knelt down and said, "Liu Yu, I can't beat you, I surrender."
Liu Yu didn't expect that Han Yan looked fierce, but was so cowardly that he knelt down and begged for mercy. However, he had no intention of killing this person. He nodded and said, "Kill yours."
Companion, I just don’t want people to know that you surrendered to me. As expected of someone who follows Murong Yong, he is very scheming. If you want to save your life, I’ll ask you a question and you’ll answer a half-word lie.
Sending you to keep them company!"
As he spoke, Liu Yu's hand shook, and the Bailiansu Iron Sword was suddenly in his hand. With just one wave, the head of a corpse next to him was separated from the neck like a ripe watermelon, and he got out.
More than ten steps away.
Han Yan hurriedly kowtowed: "You must say it, I must say it. I don't dare to tell a lie!"
Liu Yu said in a deep voice: "Why did you come to Wang Jia too?"
Han Yan said: "Because Murong Chong received intelligence from Chang'an City that Fu Jian sent you to find Wang Jia, so Murong Yong immediately brought us over. He said that you don't know the mechanism to enter Wang Jia's Secret Valley, we can
Be the first to do so."
Liu Yu sneered: "Who tipped you off?"
Han Yan cried sadly: "Of course it's the dead ghost, the former deposed emperor Murong Wei. He always wanted to cooperate with us inside and outside. Murong Yong was released by him to help Murong Chong succeed. They, they have always been in contact."
Liu Yu's heart moved, and he thought to himself that Murong Lan went to Murong Wei to show off and give him a chance to leave Chang'an, but Murong Wei in turn continued to ask Murong Yong to hunt him down, so he obviously did not intend to leave Chang'an.
As a result, Fu Jian and Murong Lan might be in danger. Liu Yu's palms began to sweat when he thought of going to see Murong Wei before Murong Lan's injury healed.
Han Yan saw the gleam in Liu Yu's eyes, but clenched his fists, and thought he didn't believe him, so he quickly said: "Grandpa Liu, everything I said is true. If there are any lies, discipline...
………”
Liu Yu came to his senses and waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, I don't want to hear you swear. What's going on with these Qiang people?"
Han Yan shook his head: "We don't know either, but Yao Chang may have insiders in the city. Many people know about your leaving the city. Murong Yong said that Wang Jia is a living god and has never done anything to you before. Who can invite you this time?"
He is the destined emperor of Guanzhong, so Lao Qiang also sent people to snatch it."
Liu Yu sneered: "Then let them bite the dog for a while. The last question is, what is that black demon water?"
This chapter has been completed!