Chapter 494

It's like a rainbow coming through the sun. It's as fast as lightning. In a twinkling of an eye, it breaks through thousands of troops and horses, and the sword is in front of you.

At this moment, Lai Jiang seemed to feel the cells all over his body stretch up in an instant, and his pupils expanded to the extreme. In a moment, he showed a violent panic. He stepped back one after another, looking at this figure like a flying fairy from the sky. He exclaimed in horror, "stop him, hurry up, stop..."

Whoosh!

The figure suddenly swept by, treading on countless heads, has reached Lai Jiang's front in an instant.

Thousands of troops, take the head!

Luo Feng's eyes are like ten miles of ice lake. His face is cold and cold, and he comes with a knife.

Too fast.

No one had time to stop Luo Feng.

A knife is like a silver hand.

Keng!

At a critical juncture, when there is no way to avoid it, Lai Jiang mobilized the strength of his whole body and tried to block it.

After a crisp sound, Lai Jiang spurts blood directly and flies out. The knife in his hand is directly broken by the shock.

Almost at the same time, Luo Feng's figure stepped into the air and lifted Lai Jiang's flying out with one hand. As fast as lightning, he swept away and rushed to a high point. As soon as he turned back, he directly resisted Lai Jiang's throat with a horizontal knife, "let them stop."

Like Shura, the voice of senhan reverberates in Lai Jiang's mind.

Lai Jiang seemed to have fallen into the abyss of thousands of Li. He could not help but excite himself. He exclaimed in horror, "stop, all of you

The two forces retreated at a very rapid rate.

Shua Shua Shua!

Almost all eyes looked up to the top. Under the moonlight, a man pointed at Lai Jiang with a horizontal knife.

"It's Luofeng!" Song Wan's knife in his hand was stained with blood, and he roared with excitement.

"Luo Feng!"

All the warriors in the village were excited and excited when they saw this scene.

With thousands of troops and horses, take the enemy's head.

It is easy to nip the life of the enemy's leader in his own hands, which is shocking.

"Great." The poet of the Song Dynasty held the long knife in his hand tightly and looked at Luo Feng excitedly. Fortunately, Luo Feng appeared in time and captured Laijiang, the stronghold leader of Tianshui Miao village, in the twinkling of an electric light stone. Otherwise, the battle field of Dunan Miao village will surely suffer heavy losses.

"Let your men go down the mountain." Luo Feng's voice is as cold as frost.

Lai Jiang shuddered all over. From the moment Luo Feng appeared, it seemed that there was a thick breath of death hanging over him. At this moment, Lai Jiang did not hesitate at all. He did not dare to think of anything to replace the orthodox status of Dunan Miao village. He just wanted to save his life.

"Retreat, all retreat." Lai Jiang yelled desperately.

Many disciples and ghost killers of Tianshui Miao Village hesitated and retreated slowly.

The leader's life was in the hands of the other side, and he had to go from there.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this time, three more figures rushed up the mountain.

"The stronghold leader is back."

"Great."

Seeing Tu laonu's three people appear peacefully, the poet of Song Dynasty is also a long sigh of relief, eyes can not help but take a deep look at Luo Feng.

Tonight Luofeng is undoubtedly the Savior of Dunan Miao village.

Tu came back in a hurry all the way. When she found that the Mountain Gate had been broken, she was very anxious and her face changed greatly. Now rushed over, did not see their own imagination of the fierce war, but the other side in retreat. After the old Tu woman was stunned, she immediately found Luo Feng standing on the high point and Lai Jiang under his knife.

"Master, it was the master who stopped this fierce battle." Song looked at Luo Feng excitedly, and the surging meaning in his heart could not be restrained.

The situation is under control.

When most of the enemy withdrew from the entrance of Miao village, Luo Feng took Lai Jiang in one hand and jumped down.

"Pooh!" Song can't help but roar at Lai Jiang, "you are such a despicable person. What qualification can you claim to be the orthodox descendant of Chiyou? In a hundred miles and ten sides of the Miao territory, the gratitude and resentment between the Miao villages even collude with evil spirits to attack our southern Miao village at night

Now, in the hands of others, how can you change your face?

"Unfortunately, it's your misfortune to meet my master." Song burst into laughter.

"Let's go." At this time, behind Lai Jiang, Luo Feng's arm pressed gently. Lai Jiang felt as if a knife edge was about to cut his throat. He didn't dare to hesitate. He hurried toward the entrance of Miao village. The enemy in front of him watched Luo Feng and his two men coming and retreated one after another.

At this time, after Luo Feng, all the people in the Miao village in Dunan, led by the old woman Tu and the poet song, strode to keep up.

"You don't have to follow." Luo Feng's footstep meal, did not turn back, light voice mouth, "I am enough."After hearing the speech, the Song family behind Luo Feng looked stunned and looked at each other.

"Hu'er, you can take people to treat the injured people." Half ring, Tu old woman a wave of hand, immediately the Song Dynasty poetry humanity, "you clean up the battlefield, count the casualties and losses, all of these, Tianshui Miao village, a pen and a pen to repay." After saying that, Tu old woman's eyes looked at Luo Feng, "be careful, evil spirits are insidious and cunning..." Tu laonu stopped half of her voice. Think carefully, Luo Feng is also cunning.

At the foot of the mountain, many of the enemy stepped back to the mountain.

One man retreated from the enemy.

Soon, Luo Feng's figure disappeared in the sight of the public.

"Niang, really let Xiaofeng go alone?" The poet of the Song Dynasty couldn't help but speak to the old Tu woman anxiously.

"Grandfather, don't worry, my master's strength is not what they can compete with." Song as confident as a smile, "since the master does not need us to follow up, he must be sure."

"How did Xiaofeng capture Lai Jiang just now?" The old Tu woman could not help asking, "under this situation, Lai Jiang can be easily captured alive, which shows the strength of Luo Feng."

The poet of Song Dynasty can not help but come up with the previous scene

That light and freehand brushwork figure floats in the sky, like a fairy flying outside the sky, capturing Lai Jiang alive with a knife.

The poet of the Song Dynasty nodded.

Nearly two hundred people retreated along the winding mountain road.

The blade of his neck didn't leave for a moment. Lai Jiang's heart beat was holding tightly, and his whole body was sweating. However, near the foot of the mountain, it was determined that Luo Feng was the only one who came down alone, and Lai Jiang's heart rekindled hope.

A fierce look flashed through the depths of my eyes.

The elite Miao village in Tianshui and the ghost killer gate in front of them have left the holy mountain for about a hundred meters. They no longer retreat. Their eyes are mixed with fear and anger and stare at Luo Feng.

"We have withdrawn from the holy mountain according to your words. Now, you can release our stronghold leader!"