Commanding Wind and Cloud

bang bang bang bang...

The bow body made of green bamboo has super elasticity. It cracked rapidly when it was hit by the arrow, and it exploded in the blink of an eye, turning into fragments all over the place. Drops of blood that burst from the tiger's mouth hit the emerald green bamboo fragments.

A dozen archers and horse thieves forgot the pain of being shattered in the tiger's mouth, and stared blankly at the drive to put away their strong bows and move forward. How could this be possible? A dozen arrows in an instant? Moreover, the bowstring was obviously not even drawn by a third, so we didn't even have a chance to dodge it?

bow! To an archer, what a sword is to a swordsman is the same! That was their second life, and they watched someone else hit their second life with no way of avoiding it. This...even if it was a dream before, this kind of thing that would wake up with laughter has completely become a reality!

"Go and talk to the horse thieves inside, and say that it is too troublesome for me to go in and fight one by one. Let them all come out and fight me one by one. If they don't have the guts to come out, they will detour when they see me in the future."

The energetic words were full of anger, and with the help of fighting spirit, they almost turned into provocative roars. Even if there were no horse thieves to send the message, there would be many horse thieves in training nearby who could hear the words.

A dozen or so horse thieves were forced to take two steps back in unison by the sudden toughness of energy. Where did these newcomers come from? Or, here is a new horse thief guide?

"Not going yet?"

Mo Jin frowned slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure between his brows. A dozen or so horse thieves suddenly came to their senses, turned quickly and pushed each other and squeezed into the gate of the courtyard.

If he stays any longer, this new horse thief may not know what he will do. The bowstring was not fully drawn just now, obviously he didn't put in all his strength at all, it is unreasonable to provoke such a person.

Jin Jin moved his body joints lightly, paying attention to the quiet door, a trace of hostility and anger gradually approached from a distance.

"It's something that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive..."

A tall horse thief jumped out of the courtyard. Before the soles of his feet touched the ground, a foot in his pupils approached and magnified infinitely quickly. In a blink of an eye, it was directly printed on the chest.

He vigorously raised his hand and patted the dust on the shoe surface, stretched out his hands behind his back, and felt the four training horse thieves who turned over the wall and rushed from different directions.

[Rage Lotus Fighting Skill]!

"Damn it! What kind of fighting skill is this?" Te Jiaofei secretly hid outside the gate of the courtyard not far behind Qian Jin, and cast his gaze to the middle of the courtyard curiously.

Curious, guess! Te Jiaofei was full of curiosity about Qi Jin, and wanted to know what kind of performance Jin Jin would have when he entered here. He simply followed behind him secretly, observing the situation of Qi Jin, but he never thought that Qi Jin would behave like kicking the door from the moment he entered here.

high profile! There are many horse thieves who are full of wild personality among the horse thieves trained, but none of them has ever been as high-profile as the performance of energy. It is obvious that there is only one person, but it gives people a large group of heavy cavalry, who entered here full of killing.

Bang bang... A series of fists and feet intersecting sounds... followed by a series of cracking sounds of bones breaking, followed by a series of sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground, and the groans of horse thieves.

Te Jiaofei's eyes widened, the corners of his eyes twitched and he said, "This is really a miserable group of children... This kid is really ruthless... Even if you want to be tough here, there's no need to be so tough, right?"

In a blink of an eye, in the clean yard, more than a dozen horse thieves who came to teach them a lesson have already fallen, and more horse thieves rushed from different positions.

Te Jiaofei looked at the long stick that Qian Jin had snatched from the man's hand, and he couldn't stop talking. The sticks in his hands gave people the feeling of holding a knife.

Sensitive to the horse thieves rushing around, the long stick in his hand was flying up and down, layers of stick shadows covered the body and formed a piece, the quiet small yard seemed to have an unstoppable gust of wind blowing on the flat ground.

Te Jiaofei looked at a fallen horse thief in the field, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes. He had seen many bloody scenes of severed heads and legs before, but he had never seen anything like today. It was a lesson of invincibility!

That's right! This is no longer a battle, but a one-sided lesson. Those horse thieves who rushed in with anger, few who could stand in the yard for a few seconds, were all rolled all over the ground by the sticks in Gan Jin's hands and couldn't get up.

In just ten minutes, nearly a hundred people fell down in the yard one after another. The long sticks in Gan Jin's hands were stained with blood. There were a few horse thieves who were particularly irritable and wanted to pull out their knives to kill people.

"stop!"

There was a muffled shout outside the door, and he looked at the man not far away with vigorous brows raised. His short and fat figure exuded an indescribable majesty, and he was holding a huge hammer in his hand. His fiery red beard and brown hair showed that this man did not belong to the Zhence dynasty.

The dwarves among the barbarians! A nation with a strong innate comprehension ability in forging technology, and at the same time very strong. This is a nation that treats its own tribesmen with a gentle personality but is very xenophobic. Even among the barbarians, they will not get too close to other tribes in the barbarians.

There are dwarves? Raising his eyebrows vigorously, Bahuang Wusheng, the horse thief king's subordinates, really has everyone, even this kind of dwarves who have a strong sense of repulsion to other ethnic groups can be recruited into the horse thief group as his subordinates.

The dwarf waited with two eyes that were bigger than a cow. Looking at the fallen crowd on the ground, the two red eyebrows that were three times thicker than ordinary people trembled again and again, and the eyeballs returned to Ke Jin's body and kept looking: "New?"

"Guide?"

Mo Jin didn't answer the dwarf, but stared at the dwarf with a questioning question. Since he chose to be tough, he had to be tough to the end here. Even if a horse thief at the level of a fighting spirit suddenly ran out and broke his own bones, he would still be tough to the end. At worst, he would just go back to the endless world and drink a bottle of potion to restore his body.

Fighting spirit level horse thief? I have some expectations in my heart. After fighting non-stop these days, I have discovered that the more you fight against powerful opponents, the more combat experience and insights you will gain. As long as you don't die, the speed of growth is much faster than staying in a peaceful place.

If he has been in the Valley of Four Seasons, even if he has the hat of Endless World in his hand, it is hard to say whether he will be able to enter the realm of the Demon Slaying Warrior today, not to mention that he is already at the peak of the Demon Slaying Warrior, and has a state of three fighting spirits that has never appeared in history.

"You..." The dwarf frowned and looked at Mo Jin very displeasedly: "It's crazy."

"Dorata has come out?" Te Jiaofei opened his eyes vigorously. This is the first leader of the horse thief group. Among the nearly 100 people who fought vigorously just now, at least three horse thief leaders fell to the ground.

Strictly speaking, Mo Jin can now live leisurely in the horse bandit group for half a year, and just wait for the assessment to come after half a year.

Ke Jin looked around at the moaning horse thieves on the ground, and replied flatly: "Since they have the idea of ​​teaching others, they should be prepared to be taught."

Dorata added more gloom on his face, and there was a strong displeasure between his brows. No one dared to speak to him in such a tone in the training place of the guide. Ba Huang Wu Sheng needs wild horse thieves, but he doesn't need horse thieves who don't respect him!

"Then, you..." Dorata said grimly, "Are you ready to be taught a lesson?"

"I'm ready." Mo Jin nodded, looking at Dorata calmly: "I don't know, are you ready?"

What? The horse thieves lying on the ground groaning suspected that they heard it wrong, this new horse thief in training was really crazy! How dare you say such words to Dorata? He is courting death!

Te Jiaofei felt a little regretful. When explaining to Qian Jin before, he forgot to explain that he could not provoke the dwarf Dorata here. This dwarf only obeys and respects Bahuang Wusheng in the horse bandit group. He still has a dwarf ethnic complex in his bones and looks down on any other nation. If someone provokes him, he will definitely be attacked by him.

There is no restriction on fighting each other in the horse bandit group, as long as you don't kill anyone, you can do whatever you want. This is the rule established by Bahuang Wusheng. Nowadays, many members of the horse bandit group have had conflicts with Dorata, and no one under the golden fighting spirit has ever defeated him.

Even the blood warriors at the pinnacle of Golden Fighting Heart, no one has ever been able to defeat Dorata. All this is because the dwarves have a special secret fighting skill called giant god possession!

The Zhence Dynasty and the Mozu called this fighting skill the virtual soul fighting!

Only when the Golden Fighting Heart is condensed to the extreme can it produce a fighting spirit, allowing soldiers to enter the realm of fighting spirits, but the dwarves have created a special fighting skill, that is, people who have just reached the peak of the golden fighting heart but have not yet reached the ultimate level, or who have reached the extreme but cannot condense the fighting spirit, use their fighting energy to condense a fighting skill similar to fighting spirit in a short period of time.

In the eyes of fighters at the fighting spirit level, this is not a real fighting spirit, but it truly surpasses the golden fighting heart, becoming a special state between the two.

"I'm ready?" The anger in Dorata's eyes reached its peak and turned into a cold smile: "What am I going to do? I'll be taught by you?"

He nodded his head with a serious look on his face. The dwarves have never heard of the appearance of blood power. This dwarf is the strongest, and it is impossible to become a saint. If it is a strong person in the peak state of fighting spirit, I am afraid that he will not be here as a training guide for horse thieves. If it is in the most elementary state of fighting spirit...