When the two women opened their eyes, they could see that the machete originally held by the horse thief had fallen at their feet, and the two horse thieves blocking the door of the tent...
At this moment, he collapsed straight at the tent door, half of his body was outside the curtain, and only one of his legs was stretched out in the tent stiffly.
The two women exclaimed, covering their mouths in disbelief, crawling back a little, and looking towards the handsome young man.
The horse thief who had pointed the knife at Li Jing arrogantly before was also seen falling on the carpet. His pupils were dilated and his expression was stiff. He was already dead and could no longer die.
If you observe these three horse thieves carefully, you can see a silver needle pierced deeply between their eyebrows.
Then, the horse thief began to bleed from his orifices. The blood stained half of the carpet and gave off a strong smell of blood.
At this moment, Li Jing had already stood up and tapped Chi Meng's forehead with a faint smile before picking up the sword box from beside her and striding out of the tent.
"If you two want to survive, just stay in the tent."
In her faint words, Li Jing did not look at the two women who ran in in a hurry. With just one step, she opened the curtain and walked out.
"Aunt... girl... heroine, please save the slaves..."
The two women cried so hard that they saw three corpses lying in front of them, but they did not dare to leave. They trembled and crawled towards Chi Meng.
Chi Meng frowned and sighed slightly.
"Stay here and stop running around."
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Li Jing walked out of the tent holding the sword box. When she raised her head slightly, she could see fire flickering from all sides of the camp, and the sound of fighting was fierce. It was obvious that these horse thieves were well prepared.
I just don’t know who the Xie family has provoked.
Frowning slightly, Li Jing waved his free hand back, and the three silver needles returned to his hand, spinning and floating in the air.
Or can we make a few small swords?
Li Jing thought about the scene of wielding several swords at the same time and nodded slightly. It should be in line with the Corpse Ancestor's vision.
Outside the door there are three war horses used by thieves. Now they have no masters, and they are all alone, relying on each other.
Because everyone below knew what his mount looked like, Xiao Bai left it to the empress. Li Jing didn't have a fixed mount at the moment, so he just randomly picked a horse and jumped on it.
Based on the fierce sound of fighting, Li Jing rode towards the north.
He carried the sword box on his back, and several silver needles floated beside him, shining with little silver light under the firelight.
As we went over, we saw more and more goods on fire. Countless arrows were stuck on the ground and on the carriages, indicating that the chaos tonight was quite serious.
To be able to surround a camp of three to four hundred people, there must be at least nearly a thousand horse thieves, right?
Li Jing frowned a little. Although there are many horse thieves who are trapped in the world and have no choice but to go to the mountains to become bandits, but how can the Jin Kingdom safely watch such a force operating within the country?
"Third Master!"
A shrill shout sounded in the distance. Li Jing covered her eyes, turned her horse's head, and galloped towards the shout.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger. These goods had nothing to do with Li Jing, but in line with the mentality of sending Buddha to the west, Li Jing used his internal strength to put out the burning carriages he encountered along the way.
At this time, there were two tall men wearing leather hats and looking very tough and sloppy. They were holding bloody scimitars and noticed Li Jing coming this way.
When they saw Li Jing's different attires and the horse under him that obviously belonged to the horse thieves' team, the two horse thieves smiled ferociously.
The firelight reflected on their faces turned out to be extremely dark.
One of the horse thieves shouted loudly in an unintelligible language, then clamped the horse's belly hard and galloped towards Li Jing with a scimitar waving.
Li Jing held the rein in one hand and rushed towards the horse thief without slowing down.
In the eyes of the remaining horse thief, he could already see the scimitar in his companion's hand slashing at Li Jing.
But Li Jing seemed to completely ignore the horse thief who rushed over, and actually rushed past the horse thief.
But the machete waved high in the hand of the horse thief, unusually did not slash it down, and was still held high until Li Jing passed by him, and the horse under him was still running forward quickly.
Then, under the gaze of another horse thief, the horse thief who wanted to cut Li Jing off his horse sat on the horse and rushed forward for a distance, and then fell straight down behind the horse with the inertia.
From beginning to end, he didn't even see clearly whether Li Jing made a move or not.
At this moment, Li Jing's delicate face appeared half a meter away from him.
"ah……"
The horse thief screamed in horror, and saw only a few cold lights flashing in front of him, and then it penetrated straight through his throat like a meteor.
His voice to attract the attention of his companions stopped abruptly, and with his dilated pupils in fear, he could see Li Jing riding right past him.
Behind Li Jing, another corpse fell inexplicably.
Several silver needles flew around his fingers, striking out exactly according to Li Jing's mood. Every time, they flew out because they were too fast and returned with blood.
Any horse thief who notices Li Jing often falls under his horse before he even meets her.
So Li Jing rode his horse and quickly rushed through the fighting battlefield and found the third master of the Xie family who was surrounded and killed in the crowd.
At this moment, it can be clearly seen that the Xie family's guards have been separated, and the casualties are extremely tragic.
These horse thieves are also extremely cruel. Every time they use their knives, they are directed towards the vital points of a person's body. At this moment, the third master of the Xie family has several wounds oozing blood on his back and chest.
Fortunately, there were still several Xie family guards who were protecting him and surrounded him tightly, fighting with the horse thieves.
But at this moment, these horse thieves may have seen that the third master of the Xie family, who was still glaring at the enemy with tiger eyes, was not so easy to take down, so they all took out the bows and arrows from the saddle.
It was at this moment that Li Jing arrived.
Obviously, the movement caused by Li Jing attracted the attention of the group of horse thieves here, and they quickly followed the order of the leader on the opposite side and moved closer to Li Jing.
"Master Li?"
The third master of the Xie family in the crowd also saw Li Jing riding over in the light of the fire. He was a little stunned before he saw the sword box Li Jing was carrying.
I have never noticed that this gentle and seemingly incompetent young master surnamed Li is also a martial arts practitioner?
But how can one person defeat so many horse thieves?
The third master of the Xie family instantly recognized that Li Jing was a righteous person, so he just endured the pain and drank loudly.
"Go! Go!"
But at this moment, a group of horse thieves roared towards Li Jing on horseback.
And similarly, Li Jing's horse speed did not slow down a little.
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