Chapter 50 A Bloody Massacre!

"Death to the traitor!"

The caravan was surrounded by bandits, but a thunderous roar came from behind.

The dense sound of horse hooves rang out!

Nie Hailong looked up, and before he could see the person on the horse, his sight had already fallen on the horse under the man!

The horse was extraordinary! The muscles were smooth and powerful!

It was covered with red fur that was as hot as fire, and when it galloped, it was like a flame!

This sight made his eyes widen and he was furious!

The horse thieves who followed him into the Black Wind Village also rubbed their eyes in disbelief at this time.

"That horse! Isn't it the most precious mount of our third boss? How could it be ridden by this person?"

"Wait, the third boss didn't die at the hands of this person?"

How could Nie Hailong not recognize his third brother's mount?

At this time, seeing this red Hummer being ridden by a person, he realized something no matter how stupid he was!

This guy is definitely related to the death of the third brother!

Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and his eyes were almost bloodshot!

You know, if it weren't for Qin Ming, he wouldn't have fallen to this point!

His sworn brother was killed, and the brothers in the mountain village died or were arrested!

He suddenly fell from the glorious boss to the small leader of this Black Wind Village.

When I was a horse thief, I did whatever I wanted!

Now.

Nie Hailong's anger was even greater.

When he saw the Qingjia soldiers coming with Guan Yu in the distance, Nie Hailong's eyes shrank slightly.

He suddenly recalled that the brothers who were captured alive seemed to have said.

It seems that it was this group of heavily armored soldiers in blue armor who caught all of them!

Could it be that they are the culprits who caused him to fall to this point? !

Nie Hailong thought without thinking.

Thinking of this, Nie Hailong felt a tightness in his chest, and he wanted to kill these guys on the spot!

"Come on, I'll kill them!!!"

He finally couldn't help it, and with a command, his minions quickly walked towards the people in the caravan with weapons in hand and grinning.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Zhao Dafu couldn't help but sigh at this time.

His Highness the Sixth Prince is really far-sighted!

If it weren't for His Highness the Sixth Prince's back-up, I'm afraid he would really fall into the hands of these bandits this time!

But it's okay!

Zhao Dafu looked at the approaching bandits and snorted coldly.

"Humph! Do you really think that our Wanfu Chamber of Commerce is easy to bully?"

"Blue Armor Army!"

A group of people quickly rushed out from all parts of the caravan!

After a closer look, Nie Hailong was secretly shocked.

They were all warriors wearing blue armor!

The number of these warriors was almost over a thousand!

He said why this caravan looked weird, and the scale was so large!

He didn't expect that there were so many soldiers hiding here, no wonder it looked like something was wrong!

Nie Hailong's first reaction was that he had fallen into a trap!

It's better to retreat first!

But looking at Guan Yu riding a red horse, he was a little unwilling.

The murderer who killed his second and third brothers was right in front of him!

The opportunity to avenge his hatred was right in front of him!

If he left this time, he didn't know when he could avenge them and his brothers in the mountain stronghold!

Thinking of this, Nie Hailong gritted his teeth.

"Cut that guy for me first!"

Guan Yu on horseback also saw that Nie Hailong's target was actually himself.

He laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you come! Just try the weapon that His Highness gave me!"

In his hand, there was a Guandao with a cold light flashing!

Guandao, also commonly known as Yanyuedao!

The blade is curved like a crescent, the back of the blade is thick, the blade is sharp, and the characteristic is that it is extremely heavy!

This Guandao alone weighs 40 jin!

This Guandao consumed a lot of Qin Ming's points!

A regular bronze blade is only worth 10 points!

And this Guandao cost Qin Ming 1,000 points!

It was specially customized for Guan Erye!

Although it is not as good as the real Qinglong Yanyue Sword, it is also a rare weapon!

You get what you pay for!

The power of this Guandao is naturally needless to say!

This Guandao weighing dozens of jins, under Guan Yu's great strength, was wielded vigorously!

"Come and fight!"

Guan Yu squeezed his horse's belly, holding the Guandao, and rushed out quickly!

Although there were dozens or hundreds of people in front of him, he was still fearless!

The 40-jin Guandao in his hand was like a finger arm, and he chopped or chopped with his movements!

The moves were open and closed, extremely fierce!

This Guandao chopped down with a fierce and swift attack!

Before the bandits holding the blades could react, the Guan Dao had already brought an unparalleled gust of wind!

"Ding!"

Metal and iron intertwined!

What the bandits didn't expect was that the sharp blade was cut off the moment it touched the Guan Dao!

"What?!"

Before they could finish their exclamation, Guan Yu's sword had already chopped down!

The bandits who were chopped were directly cut in half!

Who can withstand this Guan Dao weighing 40 kilograms?

Maybe someone can, but it's definitely not something these bandits can withstand!

Guan Yu rode his horse and swung his sword, slashing left and right!

His robe fluttered, bloodstained, and he rushed directly into the encirclement of the bandits on his horse!

The Qingjia soldiers behind him could not keep up with his speed!

Zhao Dafu was dumbfounded when he saw Guan Yu fighting bravely in the crowd.

He had seen Guan Yu before, with a red face and long beard, and he looked mighty. Although he was often behind the Sixth Prince and didn't say much, he still left a deep impression on Zhao Dafu.

Witnessing Guan Yu's battle at this time, Zhao Dafu's eyes almost popped out.

How could this warrior be so brave?

Where did the Sixth Prince recruit the warriors from?

This one-on-one fight against a hundred, I'm afraid that the famous generals in the Great Yan Dynasty can't do this!

Watching Guan Yu fighting in the crowd, holding a heavy Guandao, but still operating freely and killing the enemy in a chic manner.

Zhao Dafu looked at it and his heart was agitated.

If he wasn't bad at martial arts, he would have fought the bandits for three hundred rounds!

In fact, he had already shrunk and hid his fat body in a pile of goods.

He might have some strength in business, but fighting... forget it.

That's not his strong point.

Let the battle be left to the Qingjia soldiers under the Sixth Prince and the brave warrior!

He could only cheer for the warrior silently in his heart.

Flying on the horse, Guan Yu felt comfortable all over and hot blood flowing in his body.

He couldn't help but let out a long roar.

The Guandao in his hand was waving more and more fiercely!

With broken limbs and arms flying, he was like a god of war!