Seeing the sharpness of the sword light, Xiao Hen immediately folded his body in the air and avoided the sharp sword light. Then Yan Ling Dao slashed straight towards the handsome guy.

With a chirping sound, the tent was torn apart by several sword lights. Then three men in Mongolian robes rushed in. Seeing Xiao Hen's movements, they shouted loudly, and then immediately attacked Xiao Hen. Xiao Hen had to give up the plan to kill the deputy commander once, and jumped out of the attack range of the three people with his feet on the ground.

The three of them immediately separated and reached out to support the coach and fled into the crowd. The other two men and the Mongolian master who had attacked Xiao Hen before then surrounded Xiao Hen in a fan shape. The scimitar in his hand flashed a cold light in the shaking flame.

Seeing the cold faces of the three people on the opposite side, Xiao Hen smiled slightly, then waved the Yan Ling's sword and rushed towards the three people immediately. As soon as he had contact just now, he expected that the other three were all first-class masters, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. These Mongolian barbarians actually had first-class masters as guards, which really hit him unexpectedly, but this also aroused his fighting spirit. He immediately raised his sword to attack. No matter how many first-class masters the Mongolian army were sent to, he would try to kill the three people in front of him first.

When the three men saw Xiao Hen, they not only did not retreat, but instead attacked the three men. They looked cold and raised their swords together to fight Xiao Hen. The Yan Ling Knife and the scimitar immediately made it clear when they touched the sword. Xiao Hen used his light skills and kept changing his figures, which made it easier for the three to fight one against three, but they were not distinguished from each other.

After the three of them fought dozens of moves, Xiao Hen roughly understood the martial arts methods of the three of them. The three of them used scimitars, which were probably because they came out of one sect. The scimitar weapon was shorter than ordinary knife weapons, and its tip was bent backward, which was particularly suitable for changing moves when chopping, but the strength was obviously not as good as other knife weapons when chopping. After dozens of moves, Xiao Hen had already understood the three of them's moves. He smiled coldly at the three of them, and the sword momentum immediately became wide open and closed, and the domineering aura of the Five Tigers Soul-Breaking Sword was immediately displayed.

When the three of them saw Xiao Hen suddenly change their moves, they were shocked at first, but then they saw that Xiao Hen's moves were all attacking moves, and there were few defensive moves. They immediately gave each other a wink, and then they stopped fighting and attacked Xiao Hen head-on, but kept fighting around Xiao Hen.

Looking at the response tricks used by the three people, Xiao Hen couldn't help but smile coldly. He immediately dodged away from the scimitar of a Mongolian master. Then he turned to another Mongolian master and slashed at the Mongolian master with a knife. The Mongolian master thought he had expected Xiao Hen's attack, so he immediately raised his sword to greet him. When another Mongolian master saw that Xiao Hen was attacking others with all his strength, he didn't pay attention to him. He quickly stepped forward and slashed the scimitar in his hand towards Xiao Hen's neck.

Seeing his scimitar about to hit Xiao Hen, he couldn't help but feel extremely happy. If he had solved this powerful master of Southern Dynasties with one knife, he didn't know how Dahan would reward him. While he was still fantasizing about the things his scimitar rewarded him, Xiao Hen suddenly turned his head and smiled strangely at him. Suddenly, he saw Xiao Hen's smile. The man was stunned at first, suddenly felt a palpitation, and felt a burst of danger for no reason. He really didn't know where this danger came from. Looking at his scimitar, less than three inches away from Xiao Hen's neck, he just thought that he was just scaring himself just now, and the Southern Dynasties was about to die in his hands. Thinking of this, he felt another excitement in his heart.

When the Mongolian master was excited, he suddenly felt that the two Mongolian masters next to him looked at him with a little surprised look. He couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Haha, although they are all fellow disciples, they probably have to take the credit for this time, but what does the anxiety in their eyes mean?

Just as the man was thinking about what the anxiety in his eyes meant by his brothers, he suddenly felt his throat being pinched by a cold palm. Then the palm was tightened immediately, but when he heard the crackling sound, his throat couldn't help but hurt. Then the Mongolian master thought of something, his pupils immediately magnified in fear, and he made a sound in his mouth, wanting to shout something, but because the throat and the vocal cords were crushed by Xiao Hen, he could no longer shout anything.

The scimitar cut through Xiao Hen's head with a slight difference. A strand of flying hair was cut off by the scimitar, but the contribution of the scimitar was over, just because its owner's throat had been crushed by Xiao Hen using Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands, and at this moment it was like a broken doll falling to the back.

With a light sound, the Mongolian master who had no breath fell to the ground. Xiao Hen raised his left hand and looked at the two remaining Mongolian masters with a casual grip. The two Mongolian masters looked at each other, then roared softly, and their eyes were red and they rushed towards Xiao Hen again. It was obvious that the death of their fellow disciples greatly stimulated the two people. Watching the death of their fellow disciples has made these two people angry.

"The realm is too bad. As a master, you will not be angry about external affairs, otherwise you will fall into a bad situation!" Xiao Hen looked at the two of them with a sneer in his heart, then waved the Yanling sword in his hand to meet them. After a few moves, he cut a Mongolian master under the knife. He disdained to see the last master retreating into the crowd, Xiao Hen then rushed to Wu Shuai.

At this time, forty or fifty people had fallen by the side of Wu Shuai. Among them were generals, but more were guards. Xiao Hen's joining even gave the guards a death talisman, and several more guards were killed and injured.

Suddenly, Xiao Hen and Wu Shuai felt that the atmosphere around them was a little strange. At that moment, the two of them were fighting and thinking about looking around. They couldn't help but feel a little scared when they saw it. It turned out that they had been completely torn apart at the time. The surroundings were full of Mongolian soldiers, and clusters of feather arrows were facing the two. They were just waiting for the Supreme Commander to give the order, and the feather arrows would shoot at the two.

"Prepare to shoot arrows!" A general suddenly shouted.

"Sir, there are our brothers there!" A guard pointed to more than a dozen guards fighting with Xiao Hen and the others and said.

"I can't care about that much anymore. Now the general is unconscious. I have to kill these two Southern Dynasties, otherwise the Khan will cut off all our heads!" said the general.

"But..." The guard wanted to argue a few words but was interrupted by the general rudely: "There is nothing, but now we have to obey my orders. I will be responsible for everything after the general wakes up."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said to the layers of Mongolian soldiers surrounded, "Prepare! Shoot the arrow!"

Immediately, the Mongolian soldiers let go of the bowstrings and shot out the feather arrows in their hands. After one team shot out, they immediately stepped back and pulled out the feather arrows and placed them on the bow. The other team immediately shot out the feather arrows. The feather arrows immediately covered the entire fighting field like rain.

After the three-wheeled arrow rain shot, there were no more people standing in the field. The general waved his hand and signaled everyone to stop. The Mongolian soldiers stopped shooting, but the feather arrows in their hands were still pointing to the field. Once someone jumped up in the field, he could immediately shoot the person as soon as possible.

Looking at the feathered arrows on the ground in the field and the dozens of people who were almost shot into hedgehogs by feathered arrows, the Mongolian soldiers couldn't help but feel palpitations. I think no one would escape from such an attack. Even if his martial arts is high, facing hundreds of feathered arrows at such a close distance, it is probably impossible to escape the fate of death.

While the general was hesitating whether to go up to check, someone outside the crowd suddenly shouted, "The Grand Marshal is awake, the Grand Marshal is awake!" At that moment, he didn't bother to check whether Xiao Hen and Wu Shuai were dead, so he immediately walked out of the crowd. However, when he was about to approach the handsome man, he saw the handsome man spitting blood, and then fainted again. The general was anxious, and couldn't help but walk a little faster, and quickly came to the handsome man and asked with concern: "How is the Grand Marshal?"

"The poison among the general is too powerful. Although we temporarily used the holy medicine from the master to suppress the poison, we could not eradicate it. We also asked the Sweat to expel the miracle doctor to treat it!" A Mongolian master said to the general in a heavy tone.

After hearing this, the general couldn't help but feel sank. Then he immediately ordered the messenger to inform the Khan attacking Xiangyang City. At this time, the army that had previously surrounded two Southern Dynasties suddenly shouted, and immediately a Mongolian soldier shot out a feather arrow. Several people quickly looked over there, and saw the two people jumping up like dragons when they saw them. Then they did not fight with the soldiers around them. They immediately used their light skills to fly out of the encirclement and ran towards the Han River.

"General, no, the two cunning Southern Dynasties were not dead..." A guard hurried over to report.

"What... gather people immediately, be sure to kill two people!" The general didn't care about the reason and immediately ordered.

The Mongolian soldiers around him immediately went to pass the order, and soon a large brigade of Mongolian cavalry was dispatched to chase Xiao Hen and the others where they ran away.

However, Xiao Hen and the others were worried when they found themselves surrounded. When they saw that the general ordered the two to be shot, they immediately captured the dozen guards together, and then used these people as cover to avoid the shooting of Jian Yu. However, even so, the two were still hit by several arrows, most of which were injured by the feather arrows penetrated the bodies of the guards.

After escaping, the two did not rush out immediately. They were just waiting for the opportunity. When they felt that there was no movement outside, they immediately rushed out, and then they found a direction casually and started running away. They didn't run far away and immediately heard the people behind them shouting horses. When they looked back, they were shocked. They saw teams of Mongolian cavalry shouting something and holding a torch to chase them in the direction where they were running. The two immediately accelerated their pace and ran forward.

After running for about ten minutes, the two of them suddenly heard the sound of rushing in front. When they arrived in front, they were shocked: "Cao, why did they run to the edge of Hanshui!"

"Lao Wu, what should I do?" Xiao Hen turned around and looked at the Mongolian cavalry who were chasing closer and closer, asking.

"Can you still use light skills to fly across the Han River?" asked Wu Shuai.

"It's possible during the day, but it's not a big deal to fly through this dark night. Maybe it's going to be powerless when you get to the middle!" Xiao Hen said.

"Then forget it, let's dive from the shore and run away from the shore. The shore is shallow and I can't die!" Wu Shuai said.

"Is there any other way?" Xiao Hen said depressedly as he looked at Hanshui in the dark.

"Yes, you go back and rush for a while, maybe there will be a chance to escape..." Wu Shuai said as he took out a flying claw and tied it to him, and then handed the other end to Xiao Hen.

"Uh... forget it!" He looked at the dense Mongolian cavalry Xiao Hen, who was less than fifty steps behind him, swallowed, then took the other end of the flying claw, turned around and ran to the shore quickly with Wu Shuai, and then jumped into the water directly.
Chapter completed!