"It seems that you are becoming more and more courageous. I have been kind to you a few times, but I have not killed you. This time, you actually ran into the encirclement of my Khitan army. It seems that you really want to
You are looking for death." Yelu Xuelang's eyes narrowed, and of course he recognized the little beggar in tattered cotton clothes. He couldn't help but sarcastically said to the little beggar. Of course, he also knew that this little beggar had tried to assassinate him many times.
But he gave up because of lack of strength. He had a cat-and-mouse mentality, but he didn't expect that this little beggar would actually come to his door.
"Whether you die or not is not up to you. Yelu Xuelang, you are full of evil, your hands are stained with the blood of the people of Yanzhou, and I am just one of them. Do you really think you can sleep like this every day?"
Are you safe? Haven't you ever had nightmares, haven't you dreamed that those people who were killed by you come to you for revenge? You should know the karma best. Even if it wasn't me, there are thousands of people in Yanzhou City.
Thousands of people want to take your head." Xiao Jiu didn't know where the courage came from, but he was not afraid of this butcher-like demon, but said to him plausibly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, courage is commendable, but it's a pity that there is no reward." Yelv Blood Wolf condensed his eyes filled with scarlet blood, and said with a ferocious smile on his face. His eyes fell on the little beggar again.
Behind the little beggar, he saw something wrapped in oilcloth standing behind the little beggar. He said contemptuously: "No wonder he has become courageous. In the past, I was scared to death even within three feet of the general. Now I still have this
You have a peerless weapon, but you don’t know what your peerless weapon is. Could it be that you just want to kill me with your peerless weapon? It’s really ridiculous.”
Xiaojiu's face turned white and blue in turns. He did not expect that the three iron balls he was carrying on his back would become the excuse for Yelu Xuelang to make fun of him. He put down the three iron balls wrapped in oilcloth that he was carrying behind his back.
Then he raised his head. He untied the oilcloth and took out an iron ball. He did not hit the opponent back because he didn't know what the three iron balls were. It was just in his mind.
I vaguely feel that these three iron balls are extraordinary.
"I asked you, you wolf bastard, is it fun to bully an ordinary person? Why don't we fight? Did you put up such a big battle tonight just to bully an ordinary person? It seems that you really impressed me.
If you don't want to be beaten, get out as soon as possible. If you want to be beaten, hurry up. After the beating, everyone goes back to their homes to find their mothers." Ling Tianyun couldn't stand it any longer. When he saw Yelu Blood Wolf's crazy behavior, he couldn't help but feel angry.
He raised the sword in his hand and said to the other party.
"Ling Tianyun, if you are in a hurry to seek death, I will help you. But how long can you two protect such useless trash? Is it one hour, two hours, or maybe until dawn." Yelu Xuelang's fierce face showed
With a bloody look, he raised the scimitar in his hand, and the endless night suddenly parted under the scimitar, and a faint light seemed to start from him and spread towards the surroundings.
Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in their hearts. Of course, it did not come from the Yelu Blood Wolf and the eyeing Khitan Army. It came from the iron ball slightly smaller than a watermelon in the hands of the little beggar.
, the appearance of the iron ball is unremarkable, but it gives people a familiar and inexplicable feeling. Especially Ye Yinfeng, he has already detected this feeling, the kind of thorns on his back, the kind that makes his heart beat with fear.
Feeling of palpitations.
The two looked at each other, and they both knew each other well. However, Ling Tianyun still glanced at Ye Yinfeng with a questioning look, and only after receiving the latter's affirmation did he understand. But they didn't understand either.
Why did the thing hidden in the machine carriage appear in the hands of this little beggar? Is everything accidental or intentional? Of course they also know that the people from the Yang family must be hiding in the dark and observing them, but with Yang
Judging from what Huang said, no one in the Yang family knew about this thing except the head of the family, Yang Yifu.
Xiaojiu felt peaceful in his heart, not because of these two teenagers who were similar to him, but because he felt that the iron ball in his hand gave him a strong confidence. He felt that the iron ball in his hand gave him a lot of confidence.
Like a kind of divine power, this kind of divine power can give him infinite unconscious power. Although it is an illusion, he still believes in his illusion. He doesn't know why he believes in this illusion. He only knows that what is in front of him is
This heinous Khitan guard was the object of revenge that he deliberately wanted to kill, and the iron ball in his hand could give him the power of revenge.
"Come, come, come, Yelu Blood Wolf, let's fight for hundreds more rounds to see who among us will be the final winner." Ling Tianyun raised the sword in his hand and said provocatively towards Yelu Blood Wolf. Of course, he would not be afraid of the opponent.
, he didn't care about these Khitan soldiers with fierce faces, but since Ye Yinfeng brought this little beggar who met them by chance into the battlefield, he had to reconsider.
After saying that, Ling Tianyun took a big step and once again stood in the center of the battlefield. He gave Ye Yinfeng a look, and the latter of course understood his intention and nodded solemnly.
Yelu Xuelang was really furious when he saw this. He knew that he was equal in strength to Ling Tianyun, and he also knew that his subordinates could not do anything to Ye Yinfeng. It was just the intrusion of the little beggar that made the battle situation begin to change. After all, Ye Yinfeng
No matter how powerful Feng and Ling Tianyun are, they still have to worry about the little beggar's life, unless they don't care about the little beggar's life or death.
Xiao Jiu is a very smart person. Even though he has not experienced real life and death after living as a beggar for one or two years, he has a general understanding of the situation. He can't help but feel a bit of bitterness in his heart. If
If he hadn't barged in rashly, if he hadn't acted on his own initiative, then he wouldn't have been saved by the young man in blue shirt. For his own safety, the young man in blue shirt brought him into the battle, and he also brought him into the battle.
He was pulled into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, but he still understood that if it weren't for him, maybe the two young men of similar age to him would have successfully killed the Yelu Blood Wolf. Even if they couldn't kill the Yelu Blood Wolf, they could still take it easy.
Get away.
It wasn't that he had any opinions or resentment towards the two teenagers. He knew that his situation was very bad and very subtle at the same time. He alone affected the entire battle situation because of his intrusion and luck.
It was heading towards Yelv Blood Wolf, but he was helpless. He only had the iron ball in his hand and two other iron balls wrapped in oilcloth. He knew that these three iron balls gave an unspeakable mysterious power.
But he didn't know how to use the iron ball at all. It was like a beggar who was about to die of hunger and suddenly saw a lot of delicacies, but all the delicacies were locked up, but he just stared at them and swallowed his saliva.
At this time, Xiao Jiu was in such a situation. He couldn't help but hold up the iron ball with both hands. What kind of object was it? Or maybe what kind of weapon it was. Just when he was in a trance, Ling Tianyun and
Yelu Blood Wolf launched another earth-shattering fight. The momentum was earth-shaking. The two people who were intertwined took a short rest, and the energy in their bodies was almost restored. As soon as the two of them took action,
It's an all-out effort.
But Ye Yinfeng's figure was wandering around the little beggar. The edgeless iron sword in his hand rolled up layers of sword energy, blocking all the Khitan soldiers who were besieging them. The light was like an evanescent light.
Nianhua, it was at this moment that the sword energy condensed from the edgeless iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand, and the layers of sword shadows were like weaving into scenes of sword curtains, protecting the helpless little beggar in the sword shadows.
.
Obviously, those Khitan soldiers also knew this weakness. Many of the weapons in the hands of the Khitan soldiers were directed at Ye Yinfeng, but at the little beggar who was a little confused.
Knives, with feathers and arrows condensed in the cold night, rushed towards the little beggar like a tide. Obviously, their plan hit Ye Yinfeng's weakness. Several scimitars were on the four sides of the little beggar's body.
Balls of dazzling brilliance formed, whistling and shrilling through the air, shooting towards the little beggar like raindrops.
Ye Yinfeng's eyes condensed, and the anger in his heart also burst out at this moment. The iron sword in his hand swung faster and faster. The sword light was filled with night, and little bits of red orangutan smell were emitted from the stream of light.
The iron sword in his hand was once again stained with the blood of the Khitan soldiers, and several Khitans fell to the ground under the flowing sword light. However, they did not flinch at all, but instead aroused the most ferocious desire in their hearts.
Wild and violent nature.
With a flash of sword light, several Khitan soldiers fell to the ground and died. Xiaojiu couldn't help but staggered, because a scimitar struck his lower body at a tricky and vicious angle. Fortunately, the sword light came very fast.
In time, he cut off the scimitar, and then turned the sword to block several scimitars that sneaked up behind him. However, the powerful energy from several scimitars hit him, and he
He was just an ordinary little beggar. How could he withstand the force of the scimitar? The remaining force of the knife knocked his body, making his heart tighten inexplicably, and he almost fell to the ground.
land.
Ye Yinfeng couldn't help frowning when he saw this, and then the sword light in his hand turned, and the sharp sword moves began to change, and he saw wisps of silver water suddenly flying across the endless night sky.
The raindrops turned into rain. It was a sword move that Ye Yinfeng understood. It did not have the power to overwhelm the heavens, nor the shock of destroying the heavens and the earth. However, this sword rain came in extremely timely manner, with wisps of silk.
The sword rain was transformed by the true energy surging from the edgeless iron sword. The sword rain fell on the sharp sound of breaking through the air and on the scimitar that was filled with cold light.
The Khitan soldiers who were besieging the little beggar felt the weapons in their hands sink. Their eyes could not hide the look of horror, because they saw the light pouring down like silver water as soon as it touched the weapons in their hands, it was like water droplets piercing a stone.
With such power, all the scimitars in their hands were broken. However, the feather arrows that were shooting from the sky were struck by the sword energy in the air and fell on the street. Countless feather arrows fell from the air, causing terrible damage.
It's quite a sight.
Xiaojiu's body finally stabilized, and he didn't notice that there was a torch under his feet that had not been completely extinguished. He couldn't help but raise the torch. He still held the torch in his right hand.
The iron ball, and his left hand was holding the torch. He wanted to see the iron ball in more detail. He wanted to know what kind of magic power the iron ball had, which would suddenly create a feeling of destructive power in his heart.
Earth-destroying power.
Ye Yinfeng's wandering sword light was like a death-judged sword, harvesting several Khitan soldiers one after another like wheat. However, the Khitan soldiers who were coming in a steady stream were fearless of life and death. They rushed forward one after another.
He rushed towards the little beggar. At this time, under the dark night, there was a pungent smell of blood filling the sky and the earth. The Khitan soldiers who fell to the ground and died were no longer one or two.
, but there are hundreds of them.
The dead Khitan soldiers were quickly cleared away silently by the Khitan soldiers behind them, and then a larger and wider battlefield was left. After all, Ye Yinfeng was only a human being, not a god, and the true energy in his body began to grow.
There were signs of withering. If he hadn't been trying to save the little beggar who was not familiar with martial arts, maybe he wouldn't have to fight so hard. After he repelled another wave of sneak attacks by the Khitan soldiers, he turned towards the little beggar.
Go, he felt a sudden suddenness in his heart, and his face changed in that moment.