Chapter 161: White Horse and Silver Spear Zhao Zilong

Hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers shouted and rushed towards the villagers. Although it was a mess, it was a large number of people and was not something that dozens of villagers in Zhaojia Village could resist.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban Army was powerful, the villagers of Zhaojia Village were divided into two groups. The young and strong man shot and killed the Yellow Turban Army with their own bows and arrows, blocking the Yellow Turban Army's way. The older ones led the elderly, weak women and children in the village to escape to the mountain behind.

Arrows shot at the Yellow Turban Army in a mess, and the Yellow Turban Army fell to the ground one by one, and screams came out.

But the Yellow Turban Army was not frightened by death, but became even more crazy. They were muttering words and rushed towards the villagers without fear of death. How could dozens of villagers stop the hundreds of Yellow Turban Army? The Yellow Turban Army pressed forward step by step, surrounding more than a dozen young and strong Zhaojia Village.

Just as the villagers were about to be slaughtered, a sound of horse hooves came from the small road outside the village, and a team of iron cavalry drove towards the entrance of the village at a very fast speed. Both the Yellow Turban Army and the villagers of Zhaojia Village subconsciously stopped moving and looked towards the entrance of the village.

After less than twenty elite cavalry appeared at the entrance of the village. They were Huangfu Jian and his party. Zhaojia Village was quite remote, and Huangfu Jian spent a lot of effort to find this place. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he encountered the Yellow Turban Army forcibly robbing the villagers.

Seeing this, Huangfu Jian couldn't help but be furious! What he hated the most were these people who oppressed the poor people.

Huangfu Jian looked at the villagers surrounding the middle and ordered the Eighteen Dragon Cavalry in a deep voice: "Kill the Yellow Turban Army! Rescue the villagers!"

"No!" The eighteen dragon cavalry responded loudly, rode their horses and raised their swords, and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army.

"Master, let me go too!" Dian Wei also pleaded loudly.

At some point, the Han Dian Wei had already fucked two large iron halberds in his hands, and looked at Huangfu Jian pitifully, fearing that Huangfu Jian would not agree.

This giant man looked so pitiful that he looked really funny. Huangfu Jian almost laughed out loud and waved helplessly, saying, "Go!"

"Thank you lord!" When Dian Wei heard this, his mouth broke, he smiled and ran towards the village.

The others ran away, and only Huangfu Jian and Diao Chan were left at the entrance of the village.

Eighteen Dragon Cavalry and Thirty-six Knives, and they rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army like a cloak and slashed waves.

Except for some Taiping Taoist believers, these Yellow Turban Army were mostly gangsters, and even the mobs were not considered to be considered a mob. They were almost the same for dealing with ordinary villagers, but when they met a master like the Eighteen Dragon Knights who killed people without blinking, they had to be slaughtered, and even the great wise and good teachers could not save them.

The Eighteen Dragon Cavalry rushed directly to the villagers surrounded by the middle. After all, Huangfu Jian's order was to save people, and killing people was the second. All the Yellow Turban Army that blocked their way were affected. With a knife, the Yellow Turban Army felt a chill on its neck, and a blood arrow was sprayed out from its neck. The blood arrow was still spraying, and another Yellow Turban Army in front was stabbed, and it also started spraying.

The eighteen dragons passed by their cavalry and blood arrows shot through them! Like a gorgeous blood-colored fountain, one after another, extremely spectacular!

"Oh my god! Run!"

When did these Yellow Turban Army see such strange things, such great wise mentors, and invulnerable swords and guns, all of them were thrown behind their heads, and their frights and fears had surpassed everything.

The Yellow Turban Army no longer cared about the villagers surrounding the middle, and came in a fierce manner and ran away in a hurry. It was originally unorganized, but now it was even more fleeing with its head in its arms, but it was thought that it had few legs.

Seeing so many Yellow Turban Army fled before they could fight, the great man Dian Wei was unhappy. Damn, our man hasn't taken action yet, why did you run away? Dian Wei was unhappy, and the consequences were very serious. He stopped running, and he stopped the horse and stood in the middle of the road. Anyone who passed by the Yellow Turban Army beside him would be a halberd.

How could the elves weighing more than 80 pounds be like when they hit these rioters?

Puff, puff, puff...

Under Dian Wei's halberd, no one could be intact. They were smashed to death and fell into a pool of blood. Soon a large body was left beside Dian Wei.

At the beginning, there was also the Yellow Turban Army who did not believe in evil. Seeing that Dian Wei was tall and mighty, there was only one person, he waved his sticks, swords and guns and rushed towards Dian Wei. As a result, Dian Wei's halberd was smashed into a crooked melon and cracked dates. Several went up and fell down, not more than one or more.

These Yellow Turban Army found that the fierce god was even more terrifying than the dozen knives in the past, so they no longer dared to run towards Dian Wei. They scattered and fled in all directions. Those with roads had a way to find a way, while those without roads were trampled around. In any case, it was better than being beaten to death by this giant man with a halberd!

The Yellow Turban Army came slowly and fled faster. After a while, it disappeared.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban Army had fled, Huangfu Jian took Diao Chan and his three masters and servants to the village.

At this moment, a horse full of snow sped out from the mountain road in front of Zhaojia Village.

An early young man, eight feet tall, thick eyebrows, big eyes, wide face and heavy chin, was majestic. He saw a bright silver helmet on his head, a bright silver armor, a Su Luo robe, a white dragon horse under his crotch, and a bright silver spear in his palm.

It is as white as snow and as bright as silver. It is majestic in front of the horse and is more than a hundred steps behind it.

This young player is nothing else, but the target Huangfu Jian is looking for this time, the white horse, silver spear, Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong!

When Zhao Yun saw the corpses everywhere in the village and was in a tragic situation, he was very anxious and desperately urged him to step down the white dragon horse. As soon as he entered the village entrance, he saw the great Han Dianwei blocking the middle of the village road.

Dian Wei was born tall and mighty, like a fierce god, and like an evil god. He looked like an evil god. He was not a good person at first glance. When Zhao Yun saw that Dian Wei was surrounded by corpses, his eyes and teeth were broken and his heart was as painful as if he was twisted.

Zhao Yun got angry for a moment, and did not speak, nor answer, and then stabbed him with a gun.

Dian Wei was furious because the Yellow Turban Army ran away. He was not satisfied with killing yet. He was furious when he saw a silver spear suddenly attacking him. He knocked out the spear with a large iron spear with his left hand, and smashed the head with a large iron spear with his right hand.

When Zhao Yun saw that his shocking shot was actually opened by the big man's halberd, and a huge force was heard from the halberd, which made his arms numb. He was also shocked and thought to himself that this man was very powerful.

Zhao Yun had just pulled back the silver spear, and Dian Wei's other halberd came over with the sound of wind. Zhao Yun knew that he had met a master today, so he no longer dared to be careless. He stepped down the white dragon horse and went to the side, and lightly slashed the silver spear in his hand, lifted Dian Wei's halberd to the side. Then the move changed immediately. The white bird used the phoenix gun technique, and spear flowers suddenly appeared, just like a hundred birds watching the phoenix.

"Wow, wow, wow...! The little guy has some ability, but he dares to fight with your Grandpa Dian!" Dian Wei was so angry that he screamed.

Dian Wei is simple-minded, but he is passionate about martial arts. He usually likes to find people to compete, but he just follows Huangfu Jian and has no one to play with him. Now, he is unhappy to see this young white horse general's shooting skills and is unfathomable. He is a rare master. How can he be unhappy?

"You thief, you can fight, you can fight. How can you talk so much nonsense?" Zhao Yun snorted coldly, and the silver spear in his hand came to Dian Wei even more sharply.

Seeing that Dian Wei's martial arts were not inferior to him at all, Zhao Yun even believed that Dian Wei was the murderer who massacred Zhaojia Village. He burst into murderous intent in his heart and vowed to kill Dian Wei on his horse.

The two of them were spearing and halberds, one was powerful and the other was exquisite in shooting skills, and they were in a dim manner for a while, and it was difficult to solve.
Chapter completed!