"You have to die too!" He pinched the horse's belly, identified a person, and chased after him.

The black Qinghai Cong was breathing heavily, but the speed was surprisingly fast. Under the horrified eyes of the thief, the iron mace hit the unshielded head again.

The thief fell helplessly off his horse, and his heavy body fell into the dust and smoke with a muffled sound.

"Whoosh!" In the wind and sand, an arrow hit Ma Sixun's shoulder like an accident.

He roared angrily, turned his horse's head, and gave chase.

The enemy rider also turned his horse's head and fled backwards. While fleeing, he turned back to shoot.

The first arrow failed.

The black lightning keeps getting closer.

The second arrow was blown away by the wind and sand and flew away far away.

Black Lightning has already rushed several positions behind.

The thief was sweating profusely and hurriedly took out the third arrow.

"You have to die!" Ma Sixun raised his mace high.

Black Lightning's breathing became more and more rapid, and his hair was covered in sweat, but the carefully selected excellent genes made it incredibly fast.

In just a few steps, you will arrive in an instant.

"Poof!" Another watermelon was smashed.

White and red splashed out, Ma Sixun was covered in blood and laughed.

"Good brother!" He patted the horse that had slowed down, still not satisfied.

This kind of war horse has poor endurance, but it is tall. The moment it breaks out, the speed it can charge is jaw-dropping.

The thieves dispersed in a hurry, not daring to come close to harass them again.

"Ignore them and move on." The command sounded for the fourth time.
Chapter completed!