Chapter Eleven Sword Intent
The neighing war horses completely stimulated the horse thieves of the barbarian beast tribe.
At this time, these guys could not care about Luo Bei. They were already attracted by the running war horses and more human knights.
Ni Ruo considered the wildness of the barbarian beast clan, but he only thought that the barbarian beast clan would attack the caravan, but he did not expect that the wildness of these barbarian beast clans would choose to attack the caravan guard group with more vigorous energy, rather than the single Luobei.
The two crowds collided with each other, and the blood splashed in the sky in an instant.
Luo Bei got up from the ground, but he didn't even look at the beast tribes, but turned his head and walked towards Ni Ruo.
Those who want his life will never receive his forgiveness.
Luobei is a killer, and a killer will never be a saint.
When Ni Ruo reacted, Luo Bei was less than ten meters away from him. The man finally began to fear. He thought about Luo Bei killing Jiao Wushuang and destroying Yanjiu.
His Ni Ruo's force is definitely not as good as the two above.
As soon as his figure shrank, Ni Ruo planned to wander. He knew which beasts were not enough to protect him. He fled into the canyon. Through the canyon, there was another landform, a wilderness full of weeds. He had to burrow into the grass, and no one could find him.
However, when he turned around, Ni Ruo suddenly heard a crisp dragon roar, and severe pain teared open his chest.
With fear, Ni Ruo looked down and a sword tip came out from his chest.
Luo Bei pulled out the long sword he threw out, and Ni Ruo was not dead yet. He fell to the ground with blood foam, but opened his eyes wide and stared at Luo Bei.
"Mr. An Zaijie, I won't let you go."
Ni Ruo spoke with difficulty, without any concealing his hatred and resentment in his eyes.
"What does this have to do with you?"
Luo Bei chuckled, with no trace of worry or fear in his expression, and just looked at Ni Ruo mockingly.
"you……"
Ni Ruo trembled and pointed his hand at Luo Bei, as if he wanted to say something, but he just breathed without breathing, and he was suffocating to death.
"No, prepare to absorb more spiritual aftermath, today will be a good day."
Turning around with his sword in his arms, Luo Bei looked at the battlefield where humans and barbarian beasts fought and showed his extremely excited eyes. Killing and death were the only way for him to become stronger.
As he raised his figure, Luo Bei's pace accelerated, and after a few breaths, he had already penetrated into the battlefield. The long sword rippled in his hand, and a purple light appeared in an instant.
"Go closer, head closer to me."
Uncle Fu's horrified voice sounded in the crowd. At this time, Uncle Fu's unspeakable regret. In just a moment, dozens of people had been injured and killed in the caravan guard regiment.
These beasts are simply crazy when fighting, and they don’t even have any consequences. Even if they have a move to kill the enemy, they can use it at will.
The most important thing is that when the caravan guards came out, they never expected such a battle to happen, and they did not expect to fight against the barbarian beast tribe. Even the most basic formation could not be formed, and they just collided with a large number of barbarian beast horse thieves. This is the real reason for the huge casualties of the caravan guards.
At this time, Uncle Fu was so upset that he had known that his partner was the Beast Clan, no matter how he would have dissuaded Xiahou Zilan and the damn Ni Ruo to cooperate.
However, regret is useless after all. At this moment, the caravan guards were seriously injured, and the horse thieves from the barbarian beast tribe may invade the caravan at any time.
A caravan captured by horse thieves. Even if someone survives, the caravan will be considered ruined. No merchant will be willing to follow this caravan in the future.
Big beads of sweat had already dripped from Uncle Fu's face.
However, at this moment, Uncle Fu saw a figure and a young figure in his eyes.
When he entered the battlefield with his sword, Ziqin felt like a fish in water. He was a killer, but he knew how to use the surrounding environment best. At this time, the chaotic battlefield was hell for others, but it was heaven for him.
The Zi LED sword technique was used freely by him, blocking the attacking moves from time to time, and attacking two moves from time to time. However, he only used his sword intent to seize the lives of one or two horse thieves of the barbarian beast tribe when he was sure to win. In this way, mixed in the battlefield, it allowed the mental aftermath of the people who died around him and horse thieves of the barbarian beast tribe to collect the spiritual aftermath of the barbarian beast tribe.
Speaking of which, Luo Bei's lethality is not very strong at this moment, but he is the only one who seems to be at ease when others are fighting for their lives.
But it caused Uncle Fu to misunderstand.
"Carry a counterattack with Gongsun Shaoxia as the center."
Uncle Fu's roar rang loudly, no one listened to his so-called order of consideration, but everyone obeyed the order of counterattack.
In fact, this is also human nature. The so-called approaching me is mostly used when asking others to protect themselves. On the battlefield, unless they are absolutely loyal personal soldiers, there are probably few people who will listen to this order.
Who is the center of the counterattack is to call on everyone to concentrate on the strongest and attack with the strongest as the backbone. In a chaotic battlefield, anyone wants to concentrate on the strongest. Not to mention having an order, even if there is no order, this is human instinct.
The crowd began to think about Luo Bei, but this caught Luo Bei off guard. He took advantage of the chaos on the battlefield and fought a guerrilla war, so he was naturally at ease. However, at this time the crowd was considering him. In turn, the attack of the barbarian beast clan horse thieves immediately focused on him.
"Ao, kill this kid."
Being surrounded by the crowd, Luo Bei suddenly appeared as dazzling as a star in front of the horse thieves of the Barbarian Beast Clan. Suddenly, some horse thieves of the Barbarian Beast Clan thought of their original purpose.
At that moment, these horse thieves from the barbarian beast clan roared towards Luobei.
The violent energy came overwhelmed the earth, and it had swept the ground in front of Luo Bei in just a sweep. However, these fierce energy energy did not stop at all and attacked Luo Bei.
Seeing the qi of the wild beasts attacking, Luo Bei's eyes suddenly widened, and the vitality in his body suddenly burst out, and a purple light suddenly penetrated his body, and a long sword appeared in the faint purple aura.
As soon as this layer of purple aura appeared, it immediately blocked the energy attacked by the wild beast horse thieves three meters away.
"Sword intent is sword intent, humans will win. Brothers, follow the Lord Luobei, kill."
Seeing this scene, the caravan guards suddenly roared excitedly, while the sword intent that Luo Bei accidentally revealed made these caravan guards who were slightly frustrated because of the unfavorable situation of the battle excited.
However, at this moment, these excited caravan guards did not know Luo Bei's bitterness.
Chapter completed!