The Shatu warrior who rushed over had a strong body, and his ferocious face looked like a ghost in the light of the campfire. But the moment this Shatu warrior rushed over, Yan Liqiang saw that the scimitar in his hand was a little special, like a sickle. At the same time, the palms of this Shatu warrior were pitch black with a strange metallic luster...
The scene of killing the previous priest of Flame God Cult together with two disciples of Mingwang Sect suddenly appeared in Yan Liqiang's mind, and Yan Liqiang became alert immediately.
“Roar…” The Shatu man who rushed over roared angrily. When he was still more than ten meters away, the sickle-like thing in his hand flew out of his hand and turned into a stream of light, flying towards Yan Liqiang’s body.
If an ordinary person encountered an opponent using flying knives and hidden weapons at such a close distance during such a close combat, he would definitely be shocked and might even suffer a great loss. However, Yan Liqiang was well prepared. When the opponent's weapon left his palm and flew towards him, his body suddenly twisted strangely. His feet did not leave the ground, but his whole body bent from the knees and fell backwards, almost parallel to the ground. While running, he showed his astonishing body hardness skills.
The whistling sickle flew past Yan Liqiang's face within a foot. The strong wind it brought made Yan Liqiang's hair flutter. At the same time as the sickle flew past, the long sword in Yan Liqiang's hand was also thrown out by Yan Liqiang.
The long sword thrown out by Yan Liqiang was like the baseball bat wielded by professional baseball players. It did not fly out in a straight line, but rotated like a frisbee, flying past the ground at a speed faster than that of the flying sickle.
When it comes to using hidden weapons, Yan Liqiang can be regarded as the ancestor of that Shatu man!
The flying sword first cut through the right lower knee of the Shatu man without any hindrance. The calf of the Shatu man was instantly separated from his body. The Shatu man screamed and fell to the ground at once, but the flying sword continued to fly towards Yan Liqiang's other two targets along the ground. It instantly caught up with the two rhinoceros horses that had just started running more than 30 meters away and cut off their legs. The two rhinoceros horses neighed in pain and fell to the ground in an instant while running, throwing the two people riding on their backs away...
After swinging out the sword, Yan Liqiang's body bounced up from the ground like a centipede. He leaped across three feet in one step and came in front of the Shatu man who had a broken leg.
The Shatu man let out a strange cry, and while he was still lying on the ground without getting up, his hands reached out to Yan Liqiang like ghost claws, trying to grab Yan Liqiang's feet.
Yan Liqiang frowned slightly, raised his leg to avoid the Shatu man's claw, and before the Shatu man could struggle to stand up, one of his feet had already stepped on the Shatu man's chest.
Yan Liqiang was so powerful that with this step, the Shatu man's chest burst with a loud crack and his eyeballs popped out. The whole person was stepped on by Yan Liqiang and was pushed three inches into the ground. Most of the bones in his body were broken.
Yan Liqiang continued to charge forward. The flying sword cut off the horse's two legs, then flew back and was caught by Yan Liqiang. Then, in an instant, it was thrown out again by Yan Liqiang.
The long sword was flying across a space of dozens of meters. The Shatu warrior who fell off his horse had just bounced up from the ground, and before he could react, the flying long sword had already cut through his waist. With a "swish", he was cut in two from the waist, and the whole person fell to the ground in two.
In the blink of an eye, there was no longer a single Shatu person left who could stand in front of Yan Liqiang.
The small valley was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The flying sword drew a beautiful arc, flew back again, and was caught by Yan Liqiang.
Holding the long sword, Yan Liqiang walked towards the final target step by step...
A rhinoceros horse with a broken leg couldn't get up after falling down. Under the rhinoceros horse was an old Shatu man with a sinister face and disheveled hair. There was an arrow wound on the Shatu old man's shoulder, which should have been caused by Yan Liqiang shooting him in the tent before. Most of the old man's body was stained with blood.
The old Shatu man was struggling on the ground, trying to pull his leg that was caught in the stirrup out from under the rhino horse, but the heavy body of the rhino horse was as heavy as a mountain to the old man.
Seeing Yan Liqiang approaching with a long sword, the old man stopped struggling, his eyes narrowed, and he gasped violently, "Who are you? We are a regular Shatu caravan, protected by the laws of your Han Empire. Why did you attack us? If you want money and goods, they are all in that tent?" The old man stretched out a trembling hand and pointed to a tent not far away, and then subconsciously covered his arms with his other hand...
Yan Liqiang stopped ten steps away from the old man and did not move any closer. He was still a little afraid of the methods used by these Shatu people's Flame Cult priests. These priests of the Flame Mountain Cult were all old men. They looked weak, but when it came to their vicious methods, they were hard to guard against.
Hearing what the old man Shatu said, Yan Liqiang smiled, his eyes swept across the body of the priest of the Flame God Cult, and smiled coldly, "Don't pretend, you must know who I am. The three people you sent to Pingxi City are probably dead. Now it's your turn. What are your last words!"
"How did you know we were here?" Old man Shatu suddenly calmed down. The fear on his face disappeared completely. He looked at Yan Liqiang and asked.
"Well, since you are going to die, I don't mind telling you..." Yan Liqiang rolled his eyes and said casually, "The reason why I know you are here and set a trap in the city is of course because someone told me. Don't think that you Shatu people are all united. If you die here, besides Lin Qingtian who will be disappointed, someone in the seven Shatu tribes will naturally be happy!"
“Impossible…” The old man from Shatu suddenly looked ferocious and said to Yan Liqiang, “We Shatu people will not let you go…”
"Really?" Yan Liqiang smiled coldly, "If you don't intend to let me go, then go to hell!"
After saying this, Yan Liqiang threw the long sword in his hand. It was only ten steps away when the long sword turned into a cold light and pierced through the chest of the Fire God Priest in an instant, nailing the old man Shatu to the ground.
The hilt of the long sword was still trembling, and the priest of the Flame God Cult spat out a mouthful of blood, stared with his eyes wide open, and died instantly...
After half a minute, Yan Liqiang saw that the old man was completely motionless and there was nothing unusual around him. Then he slowly walked over, pulled out the long sword stuck in the old man's chest, and then carefully used the long sword to pry open the clothes on the old man's chest...
On the old man's chest, there was a still twisting small black snake, which had been cut off by the long sword thrown by Yan Liqiang just now. Looking at the snake, Yan Liqiang was secretly awe-inspiring. Just now, when the old man talked about wealth, he deliberately made a move to conceal the things in his arms. That move was a death trap. If he was really greedy for money or curious, seeing the performance of this Shatu old man, he would definitely think that there was something precious in his arms. If he really turned it over, what was waiting for him would probably be the kiss of death from this black poisonous snake.
There were bursts of screams coming from the Shatu people's tents. They were the wailing of the Shatu people who were wounded by arrows but had not yet died.
Yan Liqiang glanced at the camp of the Shatu people that he had destroyed, then looked up at the sky, his face becoming somewhat solemn. He pondered for a moment, then his figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot in an instant...
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More than ten minutes after Yan Liqiang left here, a bird suddenly flew up from a tree not far from the body of the Shatu people's fire priest and flew directly to the west. More than half an hour later, the small valley was filled with the roar of horse hooves and the surging of torches. The murderous Pingxi County Governor Liu Yucheng personally brought a team of cavalry here. Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the tents full of arrow holes, Liu Yucheng took a breath of cold air, and couldn't believe that this was something that one person could do in such a short time...
"Bring back all the living Shatu dogs to me, and give those that are too seriously injured to be saved a final blow..."
(End of this chapter)