The smoke and dust in the distance of the grassland gradually dispersed, revealing the true faces of hundreds of horse thieves.

You can vaguely see the majesty of the barbarians wrapped in animal skins on horseback, they are holding the reins in one hand, shouting madly and strangely, and they are very excited.

The murderous legend of the horse thief has been circulating in various countries, even in the countries of the great rivers.

The girls of the Great River Country have only heard of the murderous horror of the northern horse thief in legend, and this is the first time in their lives that they have faced these steppe horse thieves.

Although nervous, they all clenched the weapons in their hands and did not frighten the stage.

When the number of horse thieves gradually began to exceed five hundred horses, Mo Tian had already determined that the person who controlled this group of horse thieves was either Yan Guo or Wang Ting.

Because in this wasteland, only the Yan Kingdom and the Zuo Tent King Court could afford to raise so many horse thieves.

This is certainly not a simple robbery, but a purpose.

Their target is most likely Moshan Mountain.

At this moment, another group of cavalry came from the west.

Moyo has the appearance of three hundred horses, whether it is the cavalry or the horse under him, they all wear gorgeous gold-rimmed black armor, solemn and majestic, and the momentum is amazing.

Although there are only three hundred horses, the momentum is even better than thousands of horses.

It was the world-shaking Temple Guardian Cavalry Regiment.

The crowd erupted in a roaring cheer.

The cavalry of the temple came, and they could not fight the horse thief.

You must know that the team is more of a civilian man who escorts grain and grass.

But really fought, I don’t know how many people will die.

In a carriage in the center of the temple cavalry team, an old hand stretched out and an old figure walked out.

It was Aunt Qu Nima of the Moon Wheel Country.

This group of cavalry had left Xiling a few months earlier and arrived at the edge of the wasteland via the Yan capital Chengjing, but on the orders of the upper echelons of the temple, they escorted some distinguished dignitaries to the royal court to participate in negotiations.

Looking at the grain escort team surrounded by horse thieves, Qu Nima did not mean to rescue.

Just staring down coldly.

She is originally a person with a very small heart, and she had a conflict with the girls of Mochiyuan because of a hot spring a month ago, and she naturally will not help them at this time.

Moreover, the relationship between the Moon Wheel Country and the Great River Country has always been extremely bad due to historical reasons.

In recent years, because of the ruling of Prince Longqing, Xiling and the Moon Wheel Kingdom have become more and more cordial.

The cavalry commander naturally respected Qu Nima’s opinion.

No matter how much respect those people had for the temple, they couldn’t help but scold.

Isn’t the temple the most loving to the world? Why is it impossible to see death?

The disciples of Mochiyuan were also very angry.

It turns out that the legendary Xiling Shrine is just that.

“There is no absolute light in the world, nor is there absolute darkness.”

“To be a man, you still have to rely on yourself, rely on others to die quickly.”

Mo Tian’s faint voice came out of the carriage.

The nerd is ready to start writing letters.

She thought that she was the highest person in the realm of the scene, and that she was very important to be present to fight.

Mo Tian glanced at her and said, “Don’t bother, I’ll go!” ”

It’s still the word “I’m going”.

It was as if as long as he was willing to go, there was nothing inexplicable in the world.

What kind of confidence is this?

Mo Tian jumped off the carriage, and everyone was looking at him.

“Do you want to see a show?”

Mo Tian scanned the circle and asked with a smile.

“What play?”

Lynx Woman asked with some curiosity.

“A game of slaughter!”

After saying that, Mo Tian rode a big black horse, like a black whirlwind, and directly rushed towards the five hundred horse thieves.

He was an ant and rushed directly to the five hundred evil wolves.

The crowd was shocked beyond belief!

How exactly is it going to be a crazy person?

Only then did he dare to ride one by one and rush towards those five hundred horse thieves?

This scene is too tragic in their eyes.

So much so that many years later, they can’t forget the black figure.

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Ten meters!

Mo Tian was like a black lightning, and soon crashed into the group of horse thieves.

Even the five hundred horse thieves were stunned.

This man… Is it to seek death?

Did he think he could fight five hundred with one?

Mo Tian took out the Split Sky Sword weighing 10,000 jin from the storage ring.

The big black horse felt a weight of both hooves and almost didn’t roll out.

What, so heavy?

The Split Sky Sword in Mo Tian’s hand danced, and it actually rolled up a huge tornado storm in an instant.

In the flying sand, before those horse thieves could get close, they all felt an irresistible storm coming head-on.

Their bodies were blown off the horse’s back, two or three backflips in the air, and they fell to the ground fiercely.

Those who were blown away were lucky, because after the ink sky approached.

The sword fell, and one by one the horse thieves were cut apart.

In just an instant, there were stump and severed arms everywhere.

No weapon can defend against an attack by a heavy sword weighing 10,000 catties.

Directly cut in half with a knife.

One sword and two breaks!

Even if it was injured by the sword wind of the Split Sky Sword, all the internal organs were crushed in an instant.

No one could get close to Mo Tian, because no one could resist the power of his epee.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, I am afraid that he would not dare to fight against a hundred people like this.

Because if the cultivator uses up his vitality, he is the same as ordinary people, and even ordinary people are not as good.

But Mo Tian did not have this trouble at all.

Because, he uses pure brute force!

He didn’t need vitality at all to wield this 10,000-pound heavy sword.

If you talk about fighting alone, a heavy sword is better than a light sword.

Because the light sword is light and agile, he is good at changing moves!

However, if you pick up one to block a hundred, the light sword is far inferior to the heavy sword.

The most powerful use of the epee is to outnumber the crowd.

Let him have thousands of enemies, I have a sword in my hand, and no one dares to approach him!

So, there is something weird about the battlefield at this time.

The young man with a black giant sword was slashing wildly among the horse thieves!

It didn’t take long to hack hundreds of people to death.

Screams, roars, weapons clashing, flesh and blood separation, heads separating.

All kinds of chaotic sounds swept the entire sky, and everyone who heard it was a tingling in their scalps.

Those who don’t know thought that an ultimate cavalry duel was being staged here.

As everyone knows, it’s just a black-clothed young man with a black sword, and a person is stirring up the storm.

The girls in Mochiyuan, including Moshan Mountain, and the people who transported the grain were all dumbfounded.

The Xiling Temple Cavalry Regiment above was also completely sluggish.

This boy in black… Is it the devil?

Otherwise, how could he do this…


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