"Well, ah..."
After a long time, Ma Xiaoke raised his hands and stretched, looking hazy.
Seeing that Ma Xiaoke had woken up, Han Zaiqi came up to him and said, "Sir, I heard that Wang Xingchang is coming to us with about 5,000 troops."
"Five thousand troops."
Ma Xiaoke jumped up excitedly and picked up the Fengling Blade standing on the ground.
"This time we can deal with them all at once."
Ma Xiaoke looked like he was on stimulants. Han Zaiqi opened his mouth and looked at him in surprise.
"Sir, five thousand people."
Ma Xiaoke turned his head and glanced at Han Zaiqi, and said with a "haha" smile: "What's wrong with five thousand people? Are you afraid of pulling them?"
How could he say he was afraid at this time? Han Zaiqi closed his surprised mouth, shook his head, and continued: "Young Master is more courageous than the sky. By following Young Master, I will become more courageous."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Ma Xiaoke laughed and resisted the Feng Ling Blade and walked forward.
The troops of one banner lined up in a long line, walking on the road in the wild. No bandits or soldiers dared to attack, not even the surrounding towns dared to attack rashly.
Wang Xingchang walked in front. This was the first time he had brought so many troops out. He felt very proud and walked in ecstasy.
"People in front, stop."
A shout that broke through the air scared Wang Xingchang to the point where he almost fell to the ground and stopped.
Seeing a young man slowly walking down the slope from the side of the field, carrying a big knife, and leading hundreds of bandit-like people in front of him, Wang Xingchang asked in surprise: "You want to rob?"
Ma Xiaoke smiled contemptuously at Wang Xingchang: "If I want to rob, I will rob. If I want to kill you, I will kill you. It all depends on my mood."
Wang Xingchang heard this, his face was startled and he slowly laughed: "Hahaha, I forgot to take medicine this morning, or took the wrong medicine, and I didn't even look at the army behind me."
Ma Xiaoke threw the Feng Ling Blade off his shoulder, pointed the tip of the blade at the ground, slowly gathered combat power in his palm, and said to Wang Xingchang, "Are you from Yaolu Town?"
"Yes, it is Wang Xingchang from Yaolu Town."
"Okay, listen, I am Ma Xiaoke from Aiqi Zhenluo. I will give you a way. Go back and persuade Ji Yu to give Yaolu Zhenluo to me, otherwise I will kill you directly."
Wang Xingchang had heard of Ma Xiaoke's name. When he first heard that it was Ma Xiaoke, Wang Xingchang was startled. He did not expect to meet such a powerful hero, but now he has no fear in his heart. With the strength of five battalions in his hand, he is not afraid even if ten Ma Xiaoke come. .
"That's so outrageous. Let me teach you a lesson for your old man today."
After Wang Xingchang finished speaking, he ordered the army to attack Ma Xiaoke.
Seeing the troops coming behind Wang Xingchang, Han Zaiqi said in a panic: "Sir, there are so many people, we can't resist them, or we should run away."
"If you want to run, run."
Ma Xiaoke said something, and the person was already several meters away.
"Hey hey..."
Han Zaiqi stretched out his hand to call Ma Xiaoke back. Seeing that Ma Xiaoke was already approaching Wang Xingchang's army, he could only lament and shake his head: "It's over, it's over, I'm going to die here this time."
"Brother, can't you get up?" asked a bandit.
"nonsense."
Han Zaiqi patted the bandit's head hard and said, "Come on."
In front, Ma Xiaoke met Wang Xingchang's army. With just one blow, he knocked out a soldier of Wang Xingchang's army and quickly opened a hole.
Han Zaiqi, who was behind, led his army closely behind Ma Xiaoke and rushed forward.
The attack speed was so fast that Wang Xingchang's army did not surround Ma Xiaoke, but rushed forward to fight with Han Zaiqi's army behind him.
Ma Xiaoke passed through Wang Xingchang's army and killed him directly.
Seeing Ma Xiaoke's figure, Wang Xingchang became nervous: "Quick, stop Ma Xiaoke from me."
After hearing Wang Xingchang's order, all the troops around him went to kill Ma Xiaoke.
Ma Xiaoke jumped up and chopped down a soldier of Wang Xingchang's army with his sword. He turned around and bent down. After avoiding the attacks of the two men, he turned around and slashed another soldier of Wang Xingchang's army behind him to death.
At this time, a swordsman from Wang Xingchang's army raised his sword from the front and stabbed Ma Xiaoke.
Ma Xiaoke's Feng Ling Blade followed his body to the front again, resisting the sword soldier's attack. With a strong step, he pushed the sword soldier two or three meters away, and with a strong force of his arms, he deflected the sword soldier, and then On one side of the body, Fengling's blade stabbed Wang Xingchang on the side.
Wang Xing was shocked. The steel sword was thrown four or five steps away by Ma Xiaoke. Before he could stand still, Ma Xiaoke's Feng Ling Blade struck him three times in a row, causing Wang Xing's steel sword to fall to the ground.
The panicked Wang Xingchang was just about to pick up the steel sword on the ground when he found that Ma Xiaoke's Feng Ling Blade was already pressed against his chest.
Wang Xingchang looked at Ma Xiaoke and forced out a smile in embarrassment.
"Well, Mr. Ma's fighting power is indeed unparalleled in the world. As long as he doesn't kill me, I am willing to follow Mr. Ma..."
The sword flashed, a burst of blood mist floated out, and Wang Xingchang fell to the ground.
Ma Xiaoke raised the Fengling Blade with one hand and shouted: "Wang Xingchang is dead. Those who surrender will not be killed."
Wang Xingchangjun, who was nearby, saw his coach lying in a pool of blood and ran back, screaming.
The commotion spread in all directions, and soon the entire army began to retreat, leaving only a small number of people who had no time to retreat and surrender.
Han Zaiqi looked at the retreating troops and shouted in surprise: "We won, haha, we really won, it's incredible."
Ma Xiaoke put away the Fengling Blade, returned to the army, cleaned up the battlefield, reorganized the army, and continued towards Yaolu Town.
Luo Feng and others walked to the vicinity of Fengshan Town. Zhang Xinyi dragged her steps slowly, lowered her head, and looked worried.
"Hey, are you sick?"
"You're the one who's sick?"
Zhang Xinyi rolled her eyes at Zhang Xuli.
Zhang Xuli dared to offend anyone, but he didn't dare to offend Zhang Xinyi. He knew he was asking for trouble, so he could only walk away obediently.
"Miss your father?" Luo Feng asked.
Zhang Xinyi nodded and said: "Zhen Gong, can you wait for me at Bailiu Temple in the wild? I will go today and return tomorrow."
Returning to Sesha Town this time, if we cannot unify Zhongzhou, we may never come back here again. Luo Feng said: "Okay, we will wait for you at Bailiu Temple."
Bailiu Temple is located in the wilderness southeast of Fengshan Town.
The entire temple is not big and is divided into three entrances. When entering from the courtyard gate, there is a courtyard paved with stone slabs. In front of the courtyard is a front hall for tourists and practitioners. After passing the front hall, in the middle is the Bailiu Pagoda. The body is made of white ash and is completely white for people to worship and practice. Behind it is the apse for temple personnel to live.
Bailiu Temple is built in a sycamore forest, and the entire building is covered by the sycamore trees. Only the Bailiu Pagoda emerges from the green sycamore trees, pointing to the sky and reflecting the white clouds.
