The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 78 Kill Without Amnesty
Unexpectedly, he actually met the heroine of Yitian Zhong here.

Lin Fan took a look.

This Zhao Min disguised as a man looked very handsome, and she deserved to be the heroine. In terms of appearance, she was no worse than Zhou Zhiruo.

"Master, look."

At this time, Yang Xiao suddenly stepped forward and whispered beside Lin Fan.

Lin Fan followed Yang Xiao's gaze.

However, he saw Zhao Min's waist, with gold as a hook, a treasure belt as a bundle, and a sword hanging on the hilt.

"This Yitian sword is clearly in the hands of my Mingjiao, why does he also have the Yitian sword?"

Wei Yi smiled and couldn't help but wonder.

Lin Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

Needless to say, Lin Fan could also imagine that Zhao Min must have appeared here on purpose.

As for the Heavenly Sword hanging from his waist, it must be to attract the curiosity of several people.

After all, the Yitian Sword is clearly in the Ming sect, and there is another sword here, how can it not make people curious?
And if everyone is curious, then they will be fooled by Zhao Min.

At this moment, I could only hear the hoofs of horses on the east road, and a group of people came galloping on horses in a mess.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look.

This group of people was a group of Yuan soldiers, about 60 to 100 people, and more than [-] women, who were tied with ropes by Yuan soldiers and dragged along.

Most of those women have small feet, how can they keep up with the horses?

Some fell to the ground, pulled by ropes and dragged everywhere.

All the women were Han Chinese, apparently the people who had been captured by this group of Yuan soldiers. Half of them had their clothes torn to pieces, their clothes were barely covered, and they were weeping and crying. It was extremely miserable.

Some of the Yuan soldiers were half-drunk with wine bottles in their hands, while others were whipping the women.

As soon as these Mongolian soldiers grew up on horseback, they had excellent whip skills. When they pulled out the whip and dragged it back, they rolled off a large piece of the woman's clothes.

The rest cheered and laughed loudly.

The Mongolian Tartars invaded the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years, and they have always compared the Han people to livestock.

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and the others were furious and gritted their teeth.

Even Zhang Wuji, who has always been honest, was full of anger at this time.

Mengyuan Tartars, to actually bully the Han women who have no power to tie the chicken, it is absolutely hateful!

"Master."

Everyone looked at Lin Fan, and after Lin Fan gave an order, they went to kill these Tartars.

However, when they looked at Lin Fan, the horse had already lost Lin Fan's figure.

Immediately, only heard screams from afar.

In addition to the astonishment of everyone, they saw that among the Yuan soldiers, a figure like a ghost, shuttled through it.

One punch, one kick, unstoppable.

Those Yuan soldiers, unable to react at all, screamed and were knocked off their horses, their bones shattered, and blood spurted to death.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten Yuan soldiers had already died.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

Some Yuan soldiers shouted in horror.

He quickly turned the horse's head, and was about to leave.

But just after running for a few meters, I heard a whistling sound, and immediately lost consciousness, and the headless body fell off the horse.

It was Lin Fan's yang finger that shot him in the head.

However, after a few breaths, fifty or sixty Yuan soldiers were all beheaded by Lin Fan. The scene was full of blood, leaving only the hundred or so Han women, huddled together and shivering.

Only then did Yang Xiao and the others come to the front.

"Master."

"Master."

He quickly got off his horse and walked towards Lin Fan.

At this time, Lin Fan was full of vigor and blood, like the Yangtze River, standing there, like an unparalleled devil, making people daunting.

Lin Fan nodded to everyone.

Then, he looked at the corpse of Yuanbing on the ground.

It is truly unforgivable for these Tartars to bully the Chinese people like this.

At this time, Zhao Min saw that Lin Fan was only able to take a few breaths, so he killed all those Yuan soldiers.

A look of shock flashed across his eyes first, and then he was curious again.

Step up and walk forward.

But he was stopped by eight men beside him.

"Step aside."

Zhao Min frowned slightly and reprimanded, her voice clear and delicate.

Looking at Zhao Min's expression, although they were reluctant, they didn't dare to go against it. They could only reluctantly step aside and follow Zhao Min closely, but their eyes were full of alertness and they looked at Lin Fan.

"This hero, good work."

Zhao Min came not far from Lin Fan and praised.

Mingjiao and his party all looked over.

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Min with a calm expression and did not speak.

Zhao Min didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "The hero just killed these Yuan soldiers like this, not afraid of being wanted by the court?"

"I bother."

Wei Yixiao spit out a mouthful of saliva: "Others are afraid of the Tartar court, but I am not afraid. If they dare to come, they will definitely make them come and go."

When Zhao Min heard Wei Yixiao speak, he called Tartar, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, glanced at him, and continued to look at Lin Fan.

"The hero thought that by killing these Yuan soldiers, he saved these women, but the court couldn't find the hero, but the retribution would fall on these women."

When the women heard the words, they all turned pale with fright and shivered.

Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and the others frowned.

They know that what the young man in front of him said is right, and with the brutality of the Tartars, it is really possible to do it.

Lin Fan smiled slightly and looked at the women.

"Go home as soon as possible, don't worry, Yuan Bing will not dare to retaliate against you."

Those women, after hearing Lin Fan's words, even though they were suspicious, they didn't dare to stay at the moment.

Not to mention the brutality of the Yuan soldiers, only Lin Fan's methods made them fearful.

Zhao Min raised her eyebrows and asked curiously, "How do heroes know that Yuan Bing dare not take revenge on them?"

Xiao Zhao and the others also looked at Lin Fan curiously.

Lin Fan smiled indifferently: "I don't know, this is just to calm their hearts."
"If they are really retaliated by Yuan soldiers, it's a big deal that I will kill ten or a hundred times more Yuan soldiers, just to avenge them."

After that, Lin Fan gave Zhao Min a deep look, and then said to Yang Xiao and the others, "Let's go!"

"Yes!"

Yang Xiao and the others were curious about the identity of this young master.

Even facing so many corpses, it must not be easy to talk to the leader.

However, when the sect master spoke, they didn't stay any longer, and immediately got on the horse.

"drive!!!"

A group of people, leave soon.

Zhao Min frowned as she watched Lin Fan's leaving back.

Especially Lin Fan's last look, which seemed to see her through, made her feel uncomfortable.

"Lin Fan, the leader of the Ming sect, hehe, he is indeed extraordinary."

Zhao Min put the folding fan away, snapped it, and knocked it on the palm of his hand.

Seeing the back of Lin Fan leaving, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"The county master, you have to treat them."

Zhao Min's subordinates made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Zhao Min looked at him like an idiot and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

"Subordinates don't know."

The man shook his head.

"Hehe, he is Lin Fan, the leader of the Ming Sect. If you have the ability, go and take his head, the county master will definitely reward him." Zhao Min sneered.

When everyone heard the words, Qi Qi's complexion changed.

(End of this chapter)