"Back back and let the teacher come."

Lin Dong started by making the move of this world, or the world that had not yet appeared, was not very famous, and easily threw Qiao Feng out.

"Master?"

Qiao Feng originally wanted to resist, but after sensing the familiar breath, he stopped resisting, but silently accepted guidance.

"How could Master capture the dragon hand?" After he landed on the ground, his face was full of confusion.

The depth of the dragon-grabbing hand is nothing at all.

At least, it is really not difficult for him, Qiao Feng.

However, he also knew that his talent was extraordinary, otherwise he would not have been able to become a dragon-capturing hand that had been passed down from the Beggars' Sect for several generations, and no one had practiced.

Although Lin Dong knew this move was nothing, he just found it very strange because he always felt that this technique was born for himself and no one else could learn it.

Even if this "other person" is Lin Dong...

This was a very strange intuition, so he was surprised when he saw Lin Dong use this move.

Of course, he was relieved soon.

After all, the secret to the Dragon Capture Hand has always been placed at will on the head of the Beggars' Gang.

Most of the disciples of the Beggars' Sect who have a bag hanging on them have been exposed to this secret book.

It spread before, and it was not too surprising that Lin Dong saw and learned it.

"wrong!"

After Qiao Feng was relieved and entangled, he began to observe Lin Dong's move. After a moment, his brows frowned deeply: "The trick used by the master is not the dragon-catching hand, but a kind of martial arts formed after simplification of the fusion."

After reaching the conclusion by himself, he exclaimed in his heart: "I am worthy of being a master. I have easily created such a magical power and made it possible to promote it on a large scale."

...

"Has you been misunderstood?"

Although Qiao Feng behind him was murmuring quietly, how outstanding Lin Dong was?

Therefore, he listened to the great apprentice's feelings almost without saying a word.

"But that's actually good."

As he thought about it, a curve appeared naturally on the corner of Lin Dong's mouth: "It is better to misunderstand it, so as to save the trouble of explaining it."

He let go of his explanation for the moment, and his face gradually became serious.

Right ahead, about five thousand cavalry had gathered.

On both sides of the surrounding area, about 10,000 or 20,000 soldiers were holding crossbows, regardless of whether they were mature archers or not.

It is worth mentioning here that ancient archers were almost as rare as snipers.

Four years of apprenticeship, two years of follow-up is considered a small amount.

After that, you will have to go through a series of exercises and it will take a full tenth year to be officially called an archer.

Moreover, once you are skilled in bows and horses, you can almost easily leave your name in the ancient world.

Such as Lu Bu and Guan Yu in the Three Kingdoms period.

The former is called the Mei Detective, and the latter claims to be a position that is not considered an official position, because this identity is very proud of.

Having said that.

There may be very few mature archers in Xixia, but there are probably even fewer than in the Song Dynasty.

But at present, there are at least 20,000 to 30,000 people on the other side. Even if they are shooting randomly, they can cause great harm to people.

As for the rear...

Lin Dong glanced lightly behind him and sighed deeply: "If Feng'er had more than 20,000 infantry athletes, how could he rush out?"

Although this is a martial arts world, many people in the martial arts world are also very tall.

But if you really face this encirclement, you will almost die.

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"The plot has changed here."

The reminder sounds kept ringing in my mind made Lin Dong realize it instantly.

It’s not that Qiao Feng in the original work is too outrageous, but that the plot at this time has undergone some level of change.

A change that was very unfavorable to him.

“How did this change come about?”

Lin Dong looked around and his eyes focused on the five evil people including Tang Qiu, but he quickly shook his head and thought: "It's not what they did. Their influence shouldn't be so great. The most important thing is that although a person like Feng'er has a reputation that makes people afraid, he will not gather a large army to deal with it."

As he thought about it, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that Helian Ironshu already knows Feng'er's identity in the Liao Kingdom, so he wants to capture him and use this identity to negotiate with Liao Daozong, or even cooperate with...?"

This kind of speculation is extremely likely.

Otherwise, there is really no way to explain the army gathered at this time.

"But no matter what, I just need to vent my feelings. These people just happened to come. Isn't this a coincidence?"

Thinking of the end, he laughed silently.

Lin Dong is about to break through to the foundation building realm. During this period, he always feels a sense of anger in his heart that he can't vent.

Every late at night, he felt an inexplicable feeling...

That feeling seemed to be telling him that as long as he vented the anger in his chest, he could successfully break through to the foundation-building realm.

"But, isn't this really a devil?"

Although Lin Dong was thinking so, he kept throwing away the arrow feathers that were shooting.

After throwing away the arrow feathers after the three rounds of volleys, he said to Qiao Feng, who was stunned behind him: "Feng'er, what are you waiting for? Why don't you retreat quickly?!"

“Yes, Master.”

Qiao Feng wanted to refute a few words, but when he saw Lin Dong easily deal with the arrow feathers and could speak to him with great energy, he felt completely relieved.

Since the army had not yet officially formed an encirclement at this time, the Xixia soldiers' encirclement had many mountains and many omissions.

Therefore, Qiao Feng saw that Lin Dong could fight or retreat, but there was no danger, so he quickly left.

He didn't want to stay and be Lin Dong's oil bottle.

After persuading Qiao Feng away, Lin Dong found a corner of the mountain wall to sit down and rest.

About half an hour later, several figures appeared around him one after another.

"Where is Qiao Feng?"

For the first time, Murong Fu commanded so many troops from the side (Helian Tie Shu is the Marshal), and it was fake to say that he was displeased.

In his heart, he actually hoped that this indirect command would become an experience.

Therefore, after forming a completely encirclement circle, but running away from Qiao Feng, his face became ugly.

He soon found four evil men who had pretended to be dizzy on the battlefield. After asking, he came to Lin Dong, who was still meditating and recovering.

At this moment, his face became even more ugly: "Who are you and why did you appear here? What does Qiao Feng have to do with you?"

"Before asking about someone else's identity, shouldn't you report yourself?"

Lin Dong slowly stood up and yawned, "Oh, this person looks a little familiar, from Gusu City..."

"shut up!"

Murong Fu's face turned even more ugly when he heard Lin Dong's playful words: "I'm asking you. If you dare not answer, be careful, your family and life will be difficult to protect!"

"Well, you can not say anything else for now, but there is a mistake in your words."

Lin Dong shook his head without any tension: "I can't protect my life, but it may be true. After all, with so many soldiers attacking, I don't have much confidence."

"But, my wealth is not here."

Is this Taoist priest sick?

Murong Fu and the masters from Yipintang around him, all of them had strange faces, and they felt that something was wrong no matter how they looked at the Taoist priest.
Chapter completed!