The hot wind blew, and the white-haired grass had white hairs like light snow floating in the air.

Three hundred leg thieves thirty feet away were waiting patiently. As long as the migration team showed no sign of escape, they would wait until half of the incense stick passed.

All the villagers of the migration team knew what kind of enemies they were about to face, and panic spread among the crowd.

The strong men from the three villages still stood up silently. If they wanted to protect their families, they could not rely solely on the scarce number of the guards.

Zhou Yimu, Daliu, and Zhang and others also joined the battle with weapons in hand.

Zhou Fan looked at Zhou Yimu in a complicated mood, knowing that he could not stop him. This was his dignity, and he could not curl up behind a group of women and children.

"Don't worry about me, I will protect myself." Zhou Yimu just said calmly, then he looked around and whispered to Zhou Fan: "If you really can't hold on, you can find an opportunity to protect your mother and the others. If you can't escape with your mother, then you can leave by yourself."

"Don't have any worries. You can't die here. If you run away, your mother and I will have no regrets even if we die." Zhou Yimu thought for a while and added.

Zhou Fan just nodded calmly. In fact, if he was defeated by the human leg thief, he would not be able to escape far with a group of women, but he would not be able to escape alone.

They only allow victory but not defeat.

The thin monkey also wanted to fight the enemy with his father and others, but Zhou Fan stopped him.

"You broke your hand, and no one would say anything even if you didn't stand up. If you left, who will protect your mother and the others?" Zhou Fan asked coldly at the thin monkey.

The thin monkey held the cold bone white stick tightly, and his knuckles turned white, but in the end he followed Zhou Fan's arrangement.

Guifeng, Xiaoliu and the others just stood there, their faces turned pale, but they couldn't do anything.

"Mom, don't worry, remember not to disperse no matter what happens later." Zhou Fan smiled and reminded.

"Afan, I understand. I will take good care of myself, and you must take good care of myself." Gui Feng said with a little red eyes.

Xiao Liu held the short sheath in her hand tightly, and she pursed her lips, trying to say anything, but she couldn't say anything.

Zhou Fan turned around and left. He walked into the tent, then untied the giant knife on his back, and began to paste yellow talisman papers the size of knuckles on the back of the knife. The yellow paper talisman emitted a bright blue light, and the thin red gold talisman lines extended to the blade. Thirty small yellow paper talismans made the thin red gold talisman lines densely spread across the thick red black blade.

The complex and dense golden talisman lines are like exquisite patterns engraved on the red and black blade, with a cold and fierce blade edge.

He then wrapped the giant knife with a white cloth bandage and tied it to his back.

The most troublesome thing about the top-grade gold talisman of the yellow level is the upper talisman. He has three gold talismans, but this battle may only have one chance, so he must seize the opportunity.

Zhou Fan pulled out the Star Frost Rust Knife and used the evil-exorcist to bounce it on it. The ink marks spread out and dyed the rust knife in ink.

He put his knife in the sheath before he left the tent and walked towards the gathering of warriors in Sanqiu Village. The time was almost over.

...

"Thirteenth, the time is up, let's see what the result is they discussed?" The leader looked in the direction of the migration team and spoke.

Thirteen clamped their legs and the Dead Soul Horse slowly stepped over there.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan got on his horse and rushed out slowly.

Master Huang Fu and his team were not surprised, they had already agreed on it.

The person who saw the young warrior was a slight frowning. He gently patted the scimitar tied to the saddle with his right hand. If the other party dared to play tricks, he would just kill him!

Zhou Fan reached the side of Thirteen of the human leg thief. He pulled the reins with his left hand and the horse stopped. The exercises over the past few days have made Zhou Fan's horse riding skills very skilled.

"Your answer is..." Thirteen asked.

Zhou Fan did not speak, his right hand moved slightly, and the Star Frost Rust Knife was unsheathed. Against the backdrop of the sun, the ink-colored blade body did not sprinkle any light.

Thirteen's face changed slightly, and his hand quickly grabbed the scimitar of the saddle. His speed was very fast. He had long been used to using the knife like this. However, as soon as he grasped the hilt, his head had soared into the sky, and black blood also gushed out of his neck cavity.

Zhou Fan put away his knife and returned to his sheath and turned around and returned. At this time, his head fell on the white-haired grass, dyeing the nearby white-haired grass red.

This is the answer from the three villages.

silence.

The human leg thief became silent.

Most people showed a look of surprise on their faces. The other party might suddenly take action during negotiations. This is something that can be imagined, so the powerful Thirteen went out to negotiate, but Thirteen, who was in the blood game level, was killed by the other party with a knife.

After several moments of silence, the thief's head raised a long axe. The handle of the axe was six feet long. The black iron-like axe shone with a cold light under the rays of the sun. He shouted with a calm face: "Can the formation, kill them!"

The three hundred leg thieves shouted and whined, and the dead soul horse under the seat rushed out.

The horse's hooves as thick as elephant legs stepped on the ground, making a rumbling sound, and the white-haired grass trembled. Only by facing the Dead Soul Horse's rushing formation could we know how terrifying the power of this rushing formation was, like a cow turning over like a tsunami.

The moment Zhou Fan returned from the horse racing, the migration team had already begun to change the formation and formed a barrel formation. The innermost part was the elderly, young, women and children, and the outer part was the scattered guards holding shield talismans and the adult men in the village.

Many people were tempted toward the dead soul horses that were rushing, and their breathing was completely held.

"Shoot!" Lu Kui shouted suddenly. No one could hear the loud shout in this environment. When he spoke, he waved his left hand, and then he began to draw the bow and arrow.

The gathered archers pulled their bows and arrows.

"Snitch!" The flame-explosive talisman pitchers led by the talisman masters all threw the flame-explosive talisman wrapped in iron balls out.

The distance of thirty feet is just a very short distance for the cavalry group.

Arrows and iron balls are projected densely like locusts!

The iron ball exploded into a ball of fire, and the human leg thief and the dead soul horse were blown away or the front leg of the horse fell to the ground and was trampled to death by the person behind him.

The arrows attached to the small flame talisman also penetrated a personal leg thief, and the human leg thief fell to the ground one after another.

It is just this long-range shot attack that caused the impact of the leg thief to damage hundreds of people.

The half-baked face in the distance looked slightly cold. He had expected this, otherwise he would not have thought of using negotiation methods. Once the impact was launched, there would be a talisman master in the opponent's camp, and this kind of damage would be impossible to avoid.

But that's it.
Chapter completed!