He Deyan, who was walking on horseback, glanced at them and spotted four vague figures, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
After killing someone, he didn’t run away?!
This situation made He Deyan half-surprised and half-astonished, and his brows furrowed tightly.
When that happens, there are two kinds of cocoa:
First, just like the people of the Nine Tribes who were ordered to be executed by the imperial court, they would not escape, because there is no sense in escaping and there is nowhere to escape;
Secondly, the wrong party is afraid of the Dihu Gang and feels there is no need to run away.
Thinking of those two points, He Deyan couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, and felt a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart.
Suddenly, he looked at the mighty fifty knights behind him, and the uneasiness in his heart was quickly suppressed.
"Everyone, be careful. Anyone who has the ability to kill his son has most likely reached the peak of the seventh level."
He Deyan pondered for a moment and reminded everyone in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Elder He, leave it to them." The fifty seventh-grade men were aggressive and unafraid.
So what if you are at the peak of the seventh rank? It’s hard to beat with two fists and four legs? Do you know what it means to have strength in numbers?
"Elder He, that..."
At that time, a discordant voice sounded, "Does the evil leg have a sixth-grade high leg?"
As soon as these words came out!
All the seventh-grade people looked sideways at the person who shut up, and then burst into laughter.
In the crowd, the person who shuts up looks younger and weaker than the people around him.
He Deyan recognized him at a glance. His name was Han Feiyu. He was thirty-five years old and had been promoted to the seventh rank not long ago.
The reason why He Deyan selected Han Feiyu that time was because he was in his prime and had abundant strength, far better than those old and frail seventh-grade men.
As for Han Feiyu, it seems that he is a little timid and lacks experience.
He Deyan asked in return: "Do I know why there have only been two sixth-grade ones in the northwest border area for so long, and there has never been a third one?"
Han Feiyu shook his head: "I would like to ask Elder He to speak clearly."
"The Lord asks for two reasons."
He Deyan continued: "First of all, that area lacks resources and cannot cultivate a third sixth-grade warrior. Therefore, those young warriors who have aspirations will definitely leave here and go to the Western Regions or the Central Plains to find opportunities."
Han Feiyu raised his eyebrows. This was not the first time he had heard of this, so he couldn't help but ask: "What about the second reason?"
He Deyan said slowly: "Secondly, the northwest border land is too remote. The high-legged Qiu Mo from outside is active in the Central Plains, Qi Mo is active in the Western Regions, or travels between the two places through the Loulan Ancient Road, so they will not come at all.
Go to them."
I see!
Han Feiyu suddenly realized how dare he be like that.
In the northwest borderland, the third sixth-grade cannot be produced from the outside, and the sixth-grade from outside will not come in.
As a result, the unique geographical environment has caused two sixth-grade kingdoms to compete for hegemony here for a long time.
"He is very young and has great hope of being promoted to the sixth level. Perhaps he should consider when to leave the western frontier."
Han Feiyu's mind was filled with excitement, and he suddenly felt the pride of a man with ambitions in all directions.
A moment east!
He Deyan was already on Dongma and stepped outside the gate. Everyone followed Dongma and followed suit.
At the same time, outside the courtyard, a lantern lit up, reflecting the figures of Wei An and the others.
Chen Wanyi hung the lantern on the east eaves. The red paper lantern swayed slightly in the wind. The pale red light quietly dispelled the darkness. The moonlight shone dimly, making three people appear in the wrong shadow.
Seeing this scene, He Deyan stopped in the yard and shouted at the four people:
"Wu Changshui, get out!"
"Call him?"
Wu Changshui stood on the east eaves, looking at the dozens of people in the yard, trembling and swallowing saliva.
He didn't dare to go out, so he shouted back: "I, we broke into private houses, so what are you doing?"
He Deyan glared at Wu Changshui, crossed his legs and said: "He Deyan from the Dihu Gang is here, and he is here to seek justice for the members of his Dihu Gang who were killed."
Wu Changshuidong glanced sideways at Wei An consciously.
At this moment, Wei An walked over.
"Is that person?"
He Deyan's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his eyes suddenly focused on Wei An.
He is 1.8 meters tall and carries a sword!
"Is the person who killed his son He Yuzeng considered righteous?"
He Deyan took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly ignited with strong hatred.
As soon as these words came out, all eyes were focused on Wei An.
To be sure, none of those people had ever seen Ji Canghai, and no one recognized him.
Wei An looked at Donghe Deyan with indifferent eyes, and found that the weapon he was carrying was not a knife, so he asked without answering: "I am also an old member of the Dihu Gang, right?"
He Deyan had a sudden thought. They might not understand what the "old department" stood for, but he knew it very well.
Yu Fe snorted coldly: "What's wrong with the old team? He has been a member of the Dihu Gang from the beginning to the end!"
After a pause, he shouted again coldly, "Who am I? What grudges do I have against the Dihu Gang?"
Wei An said calmly: "Is he asking questions now? I want a good answer."
"presumptuous!"
A middle-aged strong man next to He Deyan roared in vain, stepped out, and said to He Deyan: "Elder, don't talk nonsense to him. If you belong to the east, then take him."
He Deyan was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Xu Hu, this person is not simple. I will try my best to attack him, even if I don't leave anyone alive."
"good!"
The strong man Xu Hu laughed, with a ferocious look on his face.
A group of seventh-grade people watched helplessly as Xu Hu begged for the top spot, but no one showed any dissatisfaction.
There is no other reason. Xu Hu is very warlike and likes to kill people. He always strives for credit if he doesn't do anything right, and if he doesn't do more, he can't satisfy his perverted desires.
Furthermore, Wei An's origins and strength are unknown. If Tiedongchang wants to find out the details, others will naturally be happy to see what happens.
Immediately, Xu Hu revealed his weapon, a nearly two-meter-long ghost-headed sword that was almost as tall as his body.
"Bah!"
"Kill him!"
Xu Hu held up the ghost-headed sword with both legs and rushed towards him. He suddenly jumped up high and slashed at Wei An's head and face.
"It's too slow to move."
Wei An disdained Ye Qin, and immediately drew his sword out of its sheath. The blade swung from the east, tracing an incomparably mysterious trajectory, forming a sad and beautiful waning moon.
The heart of the sword is bright and the moon is waning!
That sword technique has been perfected by Wei An, and its power is comparable to the third type of Red Lotus Sword Technique.
But with the blessing of the sixth grade power, the sword burst out with unprecedented brilliance.
In an instant, everyone seemed to have a collective illusion, feeling that two moons actually appeared in the sky.
Xu Hu fell from the sky, and then his body split into two, and the two halves fell to the ground from both sides of Wei An's body.
What was horrifying was that his body didn't start spurting out blood until he fell to the ground.
Wei An still stood where he was, sheathing his sword as if nothing had been touched.
The world was filled with gasps of air!
"What a quick swordsmanship!"
"The knife split open Xu Hu. The speed was so fast that Xu Hu's body split open before he even had time to bleed!"
"That man is so strong!"
All the seventh-grade people were horrified and were shocked by Wei An's sword. They asked themselves, if Xu Hu couldn't catch that sword, they might not be able to catch it either.
To be honest, no one has the courage in their hearts to face a one-on-one challenge, not even Liang Jingru.
He Deyan's expression was solemn and he said in a deep voice: "Whoever takes over this person will be recommended by him as the leader of the hall, and there will be many rewards!"
There must be a brave man to the east of the big reward, and greed suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people.