A hundred meters away from both sides of the road, torches were thrown behind him. What shocked Pa Han Wu was that the people were huddled in the forest and did not come out to intercept them. It was impossible to say that they did not dare to go up. They could only receive an order and watch themselves go up the mountain.

How did these bandits transmit? Did they rely on the small wooden whistle?

With doubts, Poo Han Wu supported Cheng Lin, like the wind, and rolled to the front of the gate halfway up the mountain.

The walls are tall and majestic, and the cold stone walls are shining with white light. On all sides, countless torches are illuminated like daytime. The darkness in the distance is like a crouching giant beast, as if it is about to rush out to bite people at any time.

Everything should be quiet in the mountains and fields, with all kinds of wild animals coming and going, and it is very lively.

Many soldiers stood on the gate and on both sides, with strong bows and hard crossbows, layer by layer. Among the gate butterflies, there were even three divine arm crossbows. This thing was very powerful and it was common for armor-breaking.

There were a dozen tall and short, with different figures, and the slim leaders standing in front of the gate, looking at themselves. They were backlit and dark, and they couldn't see clearly. The man was in front of him, and there were two people holding torches beside him. Bu Nian was tall and handsome, looking at him thinking.

That look was a little familiar.

When Han Wu killed the enemy in the siege and stood in front of Xixia's horse with blood, this kind of look was like this, with pity in the indifferent, like looking at a fool, surrounded by iron kites, iron armor all over the man, skilled martial arts, and invulnerable to swords and guns.

Pooh Han Wu wanted to laugh. When the Xixia horse was cut off by himself, can this group of bandits trap him today?

But I can't laugh a little!

The dozens of leaders looked like tiger-eyed Dandan, with an invisible momentum, and it was like a tsunami that forced people. If there was any substance, the air was a little colder, far beyond the Iron Harrier.

Many small battle groups were adjusting orderly everywhere outside the city, and some were walking upwards from the hillside, either fast or slow, and were getting more and more regular as they were moving.

Around him, there were many small teams of three, with a cascading configuration, blocking the left and right paths of return.

The strong light around him was adapted, and he saw clearly the dozens of leaders in front of the village gate.

The first person on the left has a long beard with a red face and a phoenix eye squinted slightly. He held a Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was exactly the image of Guan Sheng in the temple; the next person was grand, covered in iron armor, and a strong face;

The first person on the right has a shiny bald head, a fierce face, and a convenient shovel in his hand looks scary; the next person has a big green mark on half of his face, and his beard is slightly purple on his cheeks; and the lower part is a slender and handsome young man.

These five people could tell at a glance that they were extraordinary and could only make the difference. They were all the best players in the world. How could there be so many powerful leaders in Xiao Erlong Mountain?

The blushing man seemed to be Guan Sheng, a descendant of Guan Gong. How should he fight this fight?

Why did Huang Xin claim to be the one who is in the Sanshan Mountain? It is the other people under these five people. It doesn’t seem to be worse than the so-called Sanshan Mountain. It’s just the soldiers of three people with a team of soldiers with a strict army and an orderly advance and retreat, and it’s not easy to get along. Han Wu was angry. If he could get out this time, he would have to squeeze out Huang Xin from Zhensan Mountain.

Po Han Wu's hand that supported Cheng Lin tightened slightly, signaling the other party to call on the gods. The fierce battle was not easy to escape. He used his ability to seize the Sanshan Mountain to measure the strength of Erlong Mountain, and made a big mistake.

"Shi Dalang, give me my Malay!" The loud and sharp boy's voice suddenly pierced the night sky, and he was furious.

Shi Jin, who was standing on the third place on the right, touched his face and didn't say anything. If he got close enough, he could see that his eyes were a little dodging. He was essentially a pure person. He went to Shaohua Mountain. As the boss, he was not very qualified because he was too loyal and had no interest in robbery, and even had some disgust. It was not natural to deceive children.

Zhu Wu, a military advisor of the Divine Machinery, flashed behind him. This man was calm and smiled and clasped his fists and saluted: "Ha, I have seen the Taoist priest. If the Taoist priest can answer my words, it is not a problem to ask, please ask, there is the word "Yu" on the horse's buttocks. How can a person in the Taoist priest get the official imperial horse?"

The young man was not good at martial arts, but he was very clear about it. From the cautious appearance and hints of Po Han Wu, he knew that he was a little sad today.

Finally, he stopped hiding his origin and made a tiger skin: "I am a disciple of the national teacher Guo Jing. What's the point of having an imperial horse? If you are friends enough, it's okay to give you a horse, but you can't lie to me. Either you return the horse or your small village will be razed to the ground!"

"National Teacher Guo Jing? I asked Ding Da to be the master of his family. How to settle what happened today?" Zhu Wu had his own theory. He had no good feelings for the official family. He got the horse, of course he would not repay it. It was just that they just arrived at Erlong Mountain yesterday and didn't know Ding Yi. It was a big deal that Shaohua Mountain was incorporated into Erlong Mountain. It was related to the lives of the brothers. Lu Zhishen obeyed Ding Yi, but he had no friendship with Lu Zhishen. Therefore, he wanted to take this opportunity to see Ding Yi's personality and attitude towards things. Leave the problem to Ding Yi, and he watched coldly.

The wooden whistle was heard along the way, and a messenger ordered the soldiers to explain the communication content to Ding Yi. One soldier was killed or two injured on the roadside at the foot of the mountain.

Ding Yi did not answer Zhu Wu's question, and asked Po Han Wu in a deep voice: "My subordinate, did you kill me?"

Po Han Wu said: "At night, you will either be traitors or robbers. Those who commit crimes will be killed!

Ding Yi stared at Po Han Wu coldly. Seeing that the other party was Rong Jianyi, he didn't say much, waved his hand and ordered: "Kill!"

As soon as the words were finished, the whistle blew and at the close of the door, two soldiers waved the red flag in their hands to send messages to everyone.

Make it come out like a mountain!

Arrows fall like rain!

Collapse... The sound of crossbows kept splashing Han Wu when he was Ding Yiyi, he took a big step forward, about ten meters, paused slightly, and then stepped back quickly, blocking the young Feng Lin, shouting: "Please God!"

The soldiers were staring at each other tightly. Many people felt extremely uncomfortable when they poured Han Wu's step. Most of the arrows shot to a position ten steps away.

The hands of Han Wu were like wheels, grabbing and slapping, and slapping sounds endlessly. There were more than a hundred long arrows piled up before the Han Wu's feet, and even several small javelins and short axes.

It’s just that there are too many arrows and the divine arm crossbow is strong. You will know that something is wrong when you touch it. Although you are photographed, you still rubbed Han Wu’s shoulders, bringing out a string of blood marks.

"The sky is clear, the earth is spiritual, the sun and the moon are shining, which shines clearly. I serve the Supreme Lord to save the people. The disciple Feng Lin sincerely invites you. The Martial Saint Guan Yu arrives, guards my body, subdues the demons, and the divine weapon is as urgent as the law!"

The little Taoist Feng Lin stomped his right foot hard on the ground, murmured in a low voice. Behind him, a statue of god appeared with phantoms, phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, heroic posture, majestic and majestic.

This phantom cannot be seen by ordinary people, only Bai Suzhen, Bai Qing'er, Yin Yeping, and Ding Yi can detect the abnormality.

The statue of the god merged with Feng Lin. Feng Lin's small figure seemed to have taken Dapu Pills, and it grew bigger with the sound of hoho. However, this kind of growth came very slowly and steadily, and was blocked by Han Wu for a short time and could not see clearly.
Chapter completed!