After two rounds of arrow rain, another row of iron spears shot out from the dense forest. The iron spears were extremely powerful. The knights were wearing heavy armor, and they could be pierced with one shot. In an instant, many more knights were shot and fell from their horses. The knight leader shouted
Roaring and roaring, he restrained his followers and told them not to panic.
As expected, these knights were also iron-blooded warriors. When the knights with shields heard the sound, they braved the hail of bullets and stepped forward one after another, forming a human wall around the carriage. The spearheads pierced the iron shields, making a sharp clang sound with a clear rhyme.
piece.
This round of gun array was violent and short, and then stopped for a moment. In the dense forest on the right, dozens of masked warriors ran out of black shadows. They held a shield in their left hand and a sword in their right hand. They raised the shield to block the guards' swords and raised their swords to aim at the horse legs of the knights.
Hacking.
When the knight fell off his horse, he lowered his sword and shield to kill him. However, the armor on both sides was extremely thick, with hard armor on the outside and soft armor on the inside. It was extremely difficult for the sword to penetrate. Even if the guards were slashed and stabbed twice, it would be difficult to kill them.
, struggled on the ground for a while, then got up again, and the two sides fought with swords, killing each other.
There were many powerful people, and they were all the best warriors in a hundred. They stabilized their position in a moment and fought back vigorously. Seeing that the masked swordsman could not resist, he retreated. The blond knight saw this and drew his sword, raising it to the sky.
, shouted angrily: "Don't let anyone escape!"
With a cry, the power of the sword suddenly dispersed. With a roar, the blond knight, led by the knight, galloped out. With the momentum of the horse, he pressed towards the assassin. Dozens of fine steel heavy swords were swung in a circle. When they were slashed, they seemed to be bent and wound.
The moon suddenly turned round, and the masked man raised his sword to block it. All the swords broke and flew away. Several heads swept by the heavy sword, jumped and flew up, and fountains of blood spurted out from below.
The young man's heartbeat quickened at the sight, he stuck out his tongue and said repeatedly: "That blond knight must be a military commander, a first-class master!"
Ye Fan glanced at the blond knight lightly, but said: "He was fooled. Even a first-rate master, I'm afraid he will die here today."
The young man said in surprise: "Isn't it possible?"
Ye Fan smiled and said: "If you don't believe it, just read on."
As soon as he finished speaking, the cavalry formation was like a gust of wind, charging forward, reaching in front of the masked knight, reining in the horse, turning around, the blond man pointed his long sword, the cavalry divided into two wings, outflanking the knight on the left and right, trying to capture the knight.
A group of assassins surrounded him and no one was left behind.
The young man smiled and said: "Those masked warriors have been surrounded and suppressed. You must have seen it wrong!"
Ye Fan looked back, pointed his hand and said, "Look over there."
The young man turned his eyes and quietly saw five black figures flashing out of the oak forest on the southeastern hillside. They were all covered in black armor. The masks were pulled down, and the horses under their crotches were also covered in black armor. The heavy iron guns in their hands were painted black.
Shiny.
Suddenly, the five horses neighed together, and the black-helmeted knights flew out one after another, raised their spears, and swooped towards the carriage.
At this time, all the guards were chasing the assassins. Most of the guards on the carriage were reduced, with only four or five sparsely guarding the surroundings. They were frightened when they saw this, and mounted their horses to meet them. However, the enemy's horse power was fully charged and their strength was astonishing. The two horses exchanged blows.
, the guards, including men and horses, fell over one after another.
The black knight came unabated, and was only a few feet away from the carriage in an instant. At this time, the elite cavalry among the guards were led far away by the masked swordsman. Even if the horses threatened to take wings, they would not be able to rush back. In an instant, a hundred and ten
People watched helplessly as the black knight approached. They lowered their swords and stopped their horses. They were all frozen in place like wood and stone.
"Will you help me?" At this moment, the young man suddenly spoke and said something incomprehensible.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then do you want me to go?"
"Go, you should go!" The young man said repeatedly: "If you go, we will gain a lot..."
At this time, there was a sudden "whoosh" sound, and an arrow was shot from the carriage with incredible accuracy. It went through the gap in the mask of the black knight in front, and the man rolled off the horse.
Before the black knight could recover, there was a flash of light between the curtains, and another arrow shot out. It still penetrated through the gap in the mask, and hit the black knight's face. The man leaned back and couldn't help but tighten the reins of the horse.
The horse clattered and the man stood up.
The third arrow of the man in the carriage had already been shot, and it hit the hind leg of the horse without hesitation. The horse staggered, and the black knight fell down with a rumble, lying on the ground. The two black knights behind were rushing with their hoofs, but unexpectedly they were hit.
Unable to restrain themselves due to the obstruction, they stumbled with their front hooves and all fell down. One of them dropped his iron gun and passed by the carriage tent with a whoosh.
The guards were surprised and happy, and a cheer reached their throats. Suddenly, they saw the remaining two black knights reining in their horses and jumping over the bodies of their companions. The peaks of the iron spears were less than one foot away from the carriage. For a moment, the guards were in a panic.
For a while, I was dumbfounded.
Suddenly, a faint figure passed by, so fast that it was almost hard to see. The two black knights' spear points were only a few feet away from the carriage. Suddenly, the horses stopped suddenly and stopped moving forward. The two were inexplicable.
Looking back, they saw a young man in strange clothes and strange appearance suddenly smiled at them. He grabbed a horse's hoof with both hands, and with only the strength of his two hands, he swung the man and the horse into the woods.
middle.
The person who came was none other than Ye Fan. Seeing that the people in the car were in danger, he asked the young man to stay on the hill with his seven children, while he himself rushed down the hill. When he arrived, it was already too late.
In an emergency, you rise up to the divine power.
The few remaining black knights had never seen such magical power. They were stunned for a moment, and then they came back to their senses. They turned around and raised their guns to stab Ye Fan randomly. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan didn't move at all and was careless.
Let them stab each other one by one.
Unexpectedly, after Ye Fan was shot, he didn't move. Instead, the black-armored warriors' guns were cut off and their hands were numb, shaking the tiger's mouth with blood. Ye Fan smiled softly, swayed slightly, moved like the wind, and reached out to grab it.
The black-faced warriors threw them into the woods one by one. Seeing the guard cavalry rushing back, they stopped and stood aside.
"Are you a strong Martial Saint?" The black knight was defeated, and he was extremely frightened by Ye Fan. He finally got up from the ground, but could not retaliate against Ye Fan anymore. He waved his gun, reined in his horse, and ran away in the distance. Ye Fan had no intention of doing so.
Kill people and let them go.
The guarding knights came and went, and when I looked back, all the masked swordsmen had fled. I was about to turn around and catch up, but suddenly I heard a clear voice coming from the carriage: "Stop chasing, let them go!"
The blond warrior was stunned after hearing this. He immediately reined in the horse and stopped moving rashly. He urged the horse to rush to Ye Fan and said respectfully: "Thank you, Lord Martial Saint, for your help!"
Regarding the Martial Saint in his mouth, Ye Fan didn't know who he was, so he said: "When the road is uneven, it is my duty to help those in danger and those in need. You don't have to worry about it."
At this time, the young man had come to Ye Fan, gritted his teeth, and whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "Brother, what are you talking about? This will save them. It is practical to take the opportunity to ask for some money and food, otherwise we will suffer a big loss."
Already."
Ye Fan picked up the two little girls, glanced at him, and said: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to get food when you enter the city? Let's go, I will keep you safe to eat and drink after you enter the city." He led a few people.
The child will then go to the city.
Unexpectedly, the blond knight crossed his horse, blocked his path, and waved the heavy sword in his hand. Ye Fan didn't know what he meant. He frowned and waved his hand. The sword in the blond knight's hand was already in his hand. He put it in his hand to play with for a while.
, and then threw it to the blond knight,
The blond knight was startled, and he took the sword with great luck, but he only felt the tiger's mouth was hot, and the sword hilt left his hand. In the blink of an eye, the heavy sword had fallen into Ye Fan's hand.
"Master Martial Saint, what are you..." The blond knight was dumbfounded and froze on his horse.
"Don't wave your sword in front of others in the future. People will mistakenly think you are hostile!" Ye Fan smiled, took the hilt of the sword, and handed it back to him. The blond knight took it in astonishment, with a face full of confusion, and suddenly jumped off the horse and said to him.
Ye Fan bowed slightly and said: "Please leave your name, Lord Martial Saint, and you will be rewarded generously in the future!".
"There's no need for a generous reward. I'm afraid there are still a lot of dangers along the way. You should be careful, right?" Ye Fan smiled calmly and walked forward!
"Master, please stay a moment!" This was another clear voice coming from the carriage.
Ye Fan was stunned, looked back at the carriage in confusion, frowned and said, "Is there anything else?"
"You are one of the four saints. When I return to the country, I will tell my father so that I can thank you!" The girl in the car is very smart. She may want to keep Ye Fan by saying these words so that he can do it.
However, Ye Fan was far from the kind of person she thought.
Ye Fan's eyes flickered, he paused, and then said: "I'm just an unknown boy, not a martial saint."
"You are not one of the Four Saints?" The girl in the car suddenly became surprised. From Ye Fan's voice, she heard that Ye Fan was not lying. She suddenly became curious, moved her body toward the door, and asked: "Why did you
Want to save the little girl?"
"Hehe, I never need any reason to save people, it all depends on my preference and my mood at the time!" After Ye Fan said this, he changed the topic and said: "Maybe it's just to look at the appearance of the princess. The princess has a beautiful voice, I guess
People are more charming!”
"This..." The person in the carriage responded softly, but hesitated.
If Mark hadn't said what he just said, she wouldn't have felt anything wrong, but now she felt a little embarrassed.
Ye Fan seemed to have thought of it a long time ago and didn't care at all. He stopped staying and said, "Your Highness the Princess refuses to meet, so I'm leaving!" After saying that, he stepped forward and strode away.
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The young man ran up, looked at him with strange eyes, and said, "Are we leaving like this?"
"How can we go if we don't go like this!" Ye Fan chuckled, no one knew what he was thinking.
"Didn't I save this person in vain? I saved a princess of a country!" The young man said, still slightly unwilling to accept it. "It's good to just have some food. I'm really hungry now."
"If you're hungry, hurry up and leave!" Ye Fan looked up at the city, then turned back and said, "After entering the city, are you still worried about not having anything to eat?" After saying that, he walked along the main road towards the city, behind him
Leaves a long shadow.
But at this moment, in the carriage, only a blur of figures could be seen, and there was already a figure in white, standing pretty outside the carriage. Let’s not look at the face of the princess, just look at her slim body.
The snow-white clothes already showed that she was full of energy and graceful figure.
What's more, the beauty of her face cannot be described in any words. No one can believe that there is such a stunning beauty in the world unless they see it with their own eyes.
The princess glanced at Ye Fan's retreating figure and suddenly murmured in a soft voice: "You wanted to see my appearance, why did I just leave like this!" There seemed to be a hint of disappointment in her tone.
Ye Fan, who had walked a few hundred meters away, had sharp ears. Hearing the words, he looked back and was slightly startled. A soft sound floated to the princess's ear: "Yes, princess, you are really beautiful."
, even if it is said that she is as beautiful as a fairy, it is not an exaggeration. If I see you like this, my efforts to save beauty will not be in vain."
When he finished saying this, Ye Fan's body had already submerged into the city!
The princess in white glanced at Ye Fan's back with strange eyes, then re-entered the carriage and said: "Let's go!" Her expression was cold and her voice was cold. She was really completely different from what Ye Fan had seen before. At this moment, she
As beautiful as peaches and plums, as cold as ice.
The convoy started, rolling forward with dust all over the sky.
Ye Fan and the young man entered the city and saw many notices posted randomly on the walls of the city. They were all notices offering rewards to recruit beast warriors. Each notice stated the treatment after becoming a beast warrior, as well as the amount of the reward. The beast warriors were divided into three.
There are three levels, and the treatment of each level is different.
Moreover, the signature below the notice was not an official's office, but a private businessman's signature. Ye Fan glanced around and saw the most conspicuous notice that read: "The Beast King's Arena is recruiting giant warriors, and we will pay you every month."
The salary is ten gold, and you have to fight beasts at least five times a month. If someone succeeds in fighting a beast, regardless of whether the beast is dead or alive, he will be rewarded with a hundred gold, and he will never break his promise. I sincerely accept it as the master of the Beast King Arena."
Ye Fan reached out and tore off the notice, turned around and walked towards the street, when he suddenly heard crying.
Hearing the sad cries, he couldn't help but follow the sound. Still far away, he smelled the aroma of porridge and rice. As he got closer, he saw hundreds of farmers gathered around, with ragged clothes and yellow and thin faces. Ye Fan
When the others crowded forward, they saw more than a dozen large pots in the crowd. White steam was boiling in the pots, and a pot of gruel was boiling. In front of the pots stood dozens of strong men in green clothes, holding swords and guns with arrogant expressions.
The one who was crying was a middle-aged woman, half kneeling and half sitting, holding a five or six-year-old boy in her arms. The boy had a big head and a thin body, and was skinny. His eyes were closed, and there was a green air on his face. It seemed that
I haven't eaten for a long time and I'm so hungry.
The woman communicated with tears and said in a trembling voice: "Master Nari, please give the child a mouthful of porridge. He hasn't eaten a grain of rice in four or five days. If he continues to be hungry, he will die..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a lazy voice saying: "If you want to drink porridge, okay, ask your husband to sign this life and death contract and become a beast fighter. I will give it to your baby for a drink at my expense."
Ye Fan looked out and saw a fat man leaning on a wide chair in the distance. There were two maids on the left and right. One was holding a flower umbrella and the other was shaking a big fan. He was dressed very enchantingly. The fat man was holding a cup of tea and blowing away the foam.
, looking at the woman and child, smiling, and feeling harmonious.
The woman's face flinched and she did not dare to look at the fat man. She just muttered: "Sign a life and death contract. This, this and that. Doesn't this mean that my man is going to die?"
Master Nari smiled and said: "It's not you who died. Besides, this child is so pitiful. As a mother, you can't persuade your men that they will not necessarily die if they enter the Colosseum. Don't worry about it yourself."
Scare yourself, as long as Duzhu succeeds, he can still come out!"
The woman said miserably: "Master Nari, my family depends on my man for survival. Without him, even if the children drink this porridge today, how will they survive in the future?"
Master Nari put down his tea cup, leaned forward, and forced a sinister smile on his fat face: "If you can't live in the future, can you live today?"
The woman's body trembled and she opened her mouth wide, but she didn't know what to say. Suddenly she heard the child crying like a nightmare. His eyes were still closed, but his mouth was breathing softly, and he kept shouting that he was hungry.
The voice became weaker and weaker as she screamed, and the peasant woman was heartbroken. She wanted to cry loudly, but suddenly she heard a hoarse voice saying: "Don't cry. We have signed this life and death contract. If you want to die, then die!"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and a farmer separated from the crowd and slowly walked out. He had a swarthy face and dull eyes. He walked to the fat man's case and said slowly: "Master Nari, I want to fight the second-level leopard beast.
, how much rice porridge do you give?”
Master Nari chuckled, stretched out two fingers, and the farmer said, "Twenty bowls of rice porridge?"
"Shit!" Mr. Nari spat, "You think it's pretty good. With your stature, you can fight a second-level remnant leopard. You'd better fight a black wolf. I'll give you two bowls of rice porridge now. When you're full,