Chapter 693

"Oh! You bastards, don't stop! If I have a long or short life, you'll all die!" Feng Shaoqing was torn off one arm and shed tears of pain. However, under the great pain, he calmed down and scolded the old man.

Zhao Yuande was stunned. This guy can recover so quickly. He is definitely not a simple person.

The two old men quickly stopped fighting, and the other people in black could only obey orders. They soon gathered together.

Under the leadership of Shi man, many big men in the stronghold stood behind Zhao Yuande.

"Brother 14! You're awesome!" Shi chongtian came to Zhao Yuande's back with his brother, and his face showed worship.

The barbarians most admire the strong man. Zhao Yuande's strength makes many barbarian soldiers have a kind of respect for him.

"Don't talk nonsense. Talk about it when the business is over." Shi chongtian's aunt pulled him to her side, with a serious look on her face.

"Let go of my little master!"

One of the elders looked at Zhao Yuande's face and relaxed, for fear that the other party would be unfavorable to the young Lord again.

"You go back first, and I'll naturally let him go! By the way, I'll keep the antidotes of these people."

Zhao Yuande looked at some big men around him. Their bodies were scarred with blood. Some of them who had been hit by poisonous arrows still fainted to the ground. He didn't know when they would wake up.

"Here you are!"

The old man lost a medicine bag.

After taking the medicine bag, Shi man will give it to several big men who have fainted.

"Wait, find some livestock and let them eat some first." Zhao Yuande waved to stop, thinking that these barbarians were really simple in mind.

Seeing this, the old man opposite suddenly changed his face!

"Don't try! These are the antidotes." the old man threw a bag of antidotes again.

"You're really dishonest!" Zhao Yuande smiled grimly and tore it off, and Feng Shaoqing's other hand was torn off.

"Ah! You old man, you're joking about the childe's life. The childe must kill you when he goes back!" Feng Shaoqing looked at the old man opposite angrily, his eyes almost spewing fire.

The old man trembled with fear. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to reduce the staff of the other party, but he didn't expect to be self defeating. He was hated by the young master. He almost regretted that his intestines were green.

Shi man takes the antidote and looks at Zhao Yuande.

"Well, there should be no problem this time!" Zhao Yuande smiled helplessly.

Shi man was delighted and encouraged to give the antidote to many fainting heroes.

Sure enough, after a while, these big men gradually woke up.

"We have lost half our manpower and can no longer pose a threat to your stronghold. Let us go, young Lord!" the old man was more sincere this time.

"You leave your weapons behind first. Who knows if you will attack at night? We can't guard against it at any time." Zhao Yuande looked at the short knives in the hands of many people in black. These short knives are the weapons of this group. Their combat characteristics and combat skills are trained according to the preparation of these short knives. If you lose these short knives, the combat effectiveness of this group will be greatly reduced. "

"This..." the old man hesitated. He turned to look at another old man, but what he saw was only the back of his head.

Damn old thing, you don't want to take responsibility, do you! The old man scolded secretly in his heart, but there was really no way. The little Lord was in each other's hands, and he could only listen to each other.

"Put it down!" the old man waved.

Many people in black look at me and I look at you. Although they don't give up, they have to do it. In their eyes, the life of the little Lord is above all else.

These people have been instilled with the idea of little Lord for heaven from below. Even if Feng Shaoqing asked them to die immediately, they wouldn't frown.

People in black have left their short knives in their hands. As soon as the short knives leave their hands, they seem to have been taken away from their souls and become idle. There is a kind of confusion, as if the short knives are their brothers.

Zhao Yuande naturally looked at all these in his heart. He smiled and said, "in that case, I will return your little Lord to you."

Zhao Yuande walked slowly to the front with Feng Shaoqing in his hand. When he came to the short knives on the ground, the ground shook and bounced all the short knives in the direction of the Shi people.

The Shi people took out their hands to catch these short knives. Although they didn't like this short weapon, they were better than nothing.

Seeing this scene, those people in black couldn't help showing humiliation on on their faces. Their weapons were obtained by the enemy, which made them unable to face.

"In that case, I'll give it to you!" Zhao Yuande walked to the old man with Feng Shaoqing who lost his arms and handed him to the old man.

"Young master, you have suffered! After you go back, the old master will have a way to help you recover your arms!" the old man had a flattering smile on his face. At this time, he could only beg the young master to forgive him.

"Hum! I don't need you!" Feng Shaoqing's face was cold. He ignored the old man, but turned his eyes to another old man, "I wish you would take me away."

Another old man, with a happy face, rushed over and stretched out his hand to meet Shaoqing.

Zhao Yuande handed Feng Shaoqing to Zhu Lao. Suddenly, a short knife came out of his hand and stabbed Feng Shaoqing in the chest like lightning.

Zhao Yuande's speed was so fast that people couldn't react at all. The short knife directly pierced Feng Shaoqing's chest and poured into the old man's chest.

Zhao Yuande's wrists shook. Zhu was directly shaved from his chest by Zhao Yuande, and his internal organs splashed on the ground.

Zhu Lao only felt his chest cool, and then a huge pain came. He looked down and scared himself to death!

He has killed countless enemies, and there are no few people who have been ripped open, but this is the first time that he has been ripped open. He can't believe his eyes.

However, this person is already a cultivation in the realm of God and Emperor. Although the flesh can't heal instantly like Zhao Yuande, it also has strong recovery ability. It's not a big deal to be broken.

But how could Zhao Yuande spare him at this time? He rushed by and directly cut off Zhu Lao's head.

"What are you doing? Don't do it quickly!" Zhao Yuande turned and drank to the stone people.

The stone clan just reflected it and rushed up with crazy screams!

Old Zhu was killed by Zhao Yuande. Although the remaining old man was powerful, he was not the joint enemy of Shi man and Shi chongtian's aunt. He was soon taken by the two men.

The remaining people in black lost their short knives, their combat effectiveness decreased by at least 50%, their threat to the stone family soldiers was greatly reduced, and they were killed in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Brother 14! Now that we have won, why should we kill all?" Shi chongtian asked Zhao Yuande.