Chapter 43 Good boy
Zheng Gongxuan finally turned his head and looked ahead in disbelief. The moonlight in the night sky had already risen. Under the not-so-bright moonlight, the boy with a white horse and a spear was so majestic.
Rush out!
The situation where there was no life in the ten dead makes his son break out of a path.
He was happy, he was proud, he was even more proud!
"I rushed out. As long as I rushed out, I could survive. Hahaha, God really blessed my Zheng family!" The second elder laughed to the sky. At this time, his face was full of bright red.
Zheng Ming's rushing forward once again proved to everyone that the Zheng family really had a hero. For the Zheng family, as long as Zheng Ming is still alive, even if they are all dead or even the Zheng family is destroyed, it is not a great thing. As long as Zheng Ming can grow up, he can rebuild the Zheng family.
"You can't let that kid run away, kill!" Zhuifeng Bat's face was full of reluctance. He waved the long sword in his hand and chased Zheng Ming quickly.
At the same time, some thieves who were originally stationed on their respective posts rushed towards Zheng Ming frantically.
For them, if Zheng Ming succeeds in breaking into the formation, they will lose all their faces in Hanyun Village without mentioning other consequences.
"Stop that kid, and the person who retreats back dies!" A sharp shout rang out in the void. The person who shouted was Luo Yuanhao, the leader of Hanyun Village.
At this time, Luo Yuanhao was very angry. He was sure to win this action, but he felt that there was no big risk.
Everything was going according to his plan, but when he felt that everything was going so smoothly, Lu Xingba died!
This not only killed him an important general, but also caused a major blow to the momentum of Hanyun Village.
But Lu Xingba's death was just the beginning, and then, their Hanyun Village camp was even more broken.
And the one who does all this is a teenager, a boy who looks not as young as fourteen. If the teenager is allowed to leave, it will not only cause a huge blow to the morale of their Hanyun Village, but will even have a huge impact on their Hanyun Village's reputation.
No matter what, the kid can't escape!
Zheng Ming's best choice at this time was naturally to rush forward, but just after he rushed out of the siege of Hanyun Village, he stopped the horse.
He looked back and saw the ten spirit cavalry who were originally following him, waving the long sword in his hand and rushing towards the thieves in Hanyun Village.
Although these elite cavalry were behind him and surrounded by thieves from Hanyun Village, if they followed him to urge their horses to run wildly, they would not have no way out.
But their choice was to rush over to the thieves.
They didn't speak, they didn't even say their own names, but they sacrificed their lives for themselves!
How can you not shock your heart when fighting to the death?
The blood in Zheng Ming's heart became hot at this moment. He didn't say anything, but turned his horse's head and rushed towards the thieves again.
A man who was besieged by seven thieves was busy resisting the thief's weapons, but although others were brave, they were still slashed on the arm by the thief with one knife.
Half of the arm was broken in blood.
The huge pain made him not care about counterattack. At this moment, he saw Zheng Ming rushing towards him.
"Ming, go quickly, don't worry about us!" The big man roared, he didn't care about covering the crazy blood with his other hand, and used the steel knife in his hand to slash at the thief opposite him.
At this moment, the man seemed to be crazy.
The thief who was right opposite the man never expected that this man would be so crazy. In his fear, his head was cut off by the knife in the hand of the man.
The shouts of the big man made several men who were rushing towards the thieves turn their heads. They looked at Zheng Ming who was leaping on his horse and all showed excitement.
Zheng Ming did not abandon them at this time.
But as they fought desperately, they shouted anxiously: "Mr. Ming, leave quickly, don't pay attention to us!"
"Mr. Ming, if you are in danger for us, our brothers will be the sinners of the family!"
"Mr. Ming, we are all a bad life. You are the hope of our Zheng family. You must not rush over again!"
But amid their roars, Zheng Ming, who had a long spear, had already charged forward again. The spear waved countless spear flowers and cut down the opponents he had been entangled with.
In just a blink of an eye, hundreds of thieves were already filled with Zheng Ming's side.
These people kept greeting Zheng Ming, and some people were even more angry, regardless of the power of Zheng Ming's spear, and they greeted Zheng Ming.
Blood was flying around Zheng Ming. The Panlong spear technique in the Great Realm danced like a long dragon beside Zheng Ming. It not only protected Zheng Ming in the middle, but also protected Zheng Ming's white horse in it.
Zheng Ming had rushed to the side of the broken-armed man at this moment. He swung the robbers who besieged the broken-armed man and then said in a deep voice: "Band tie up your wounds and follow me!"
I followed me, but only three words made the man's eyes sluggish.
"This kid is so hot!" said the scribe in white who was rushing to come quickly, with a gloating voice in his words.
But Luo Yuanhao didn't say anything. He ran wildly and said in a deep voice: "Let me give that kid a happy moment!"
"After all, this is a good guy!"
On the mountain, the people from the Zheng family didn't say anything. They didn't expect that Zheng Ming rushed over again at this last moment. Zheng Ming's purpose was just to rescue the ten elite cavalry.
Although those ten elite cavalry are a good combat power for the Zheng family, in the eyes of everyone, they are not as important as Zheng Ming.
They die, but if Zheng Ming falls, it means that a hero in the Zheng family dies.
However, Zheng Ming's behavior made everyone present excited. There was a voice in their hearts that kept echoing in their hearts - good man, please do this!
The spear was like a shadow, and Zheng Ming kept rushing. He was searching for the elite cavalry that rushed into the thieves. In the blink of an eye, he had searched for four elite cavalry, and he protected these four people behind him and rushed forward.
There were still two elite cavalry ahead, fighting bloody battles.
"Boy, if you don't leave you here today, I will be the surname of your Zheng family!" Before he could finish his resentment, the Fengchai Bat rushed out of the thief. This time, he slashed at Zheng Ming wildly.
Although this sword was not as crazy as the Seventeen Swords, this sword was magnificent.
Under this knife, Zheng Ming's eyes felt a little cold. The spear in his hand ignored the long sword of the Wind-Chasing Bat, but stabbed the wind-Chasing Bat's neck.
The spear was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, it rushed into the neck of the wind-chasing bat.
The sword of the Wind Chasing Bat also hit Zheng Ming's shoulder at this moment. If both of them did not change their styles, they would be a loss.
At this moment, a sense of crisis arose in Zheng Ming's heart.
At this moment, his eyes saw a hideous smile on the face of the Wind-Chasing Bat.
There was a hint of pride in this smile.
Zheng Ming, who had already felt the crisis, suddenly pushed the spear in his hand, and the spear rushed towards the wind-chasing bat like lightning.
At the same time, Zhao Yun's golden jade was not broken, and focused on protecting his back. The sword of the Wind-Chasing Bat slashed his back.
Compared with the sword of the Wind-Chasing Bat, a feminine force rushed directly into his meridians from his back.
This feminine force was extremely vicious, and Zheng Ming felt a fishy smell rising from his throat.
However, in the end, Zheng Ming still pressed down the bloody smell, and his body spun in the void strangely. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the long spear tail thrown in his hand.
At this moment, the spear tip directly penetrated the throat of the wind-chasing bat.
Zhui Feng Bat, the six masters of Hanyun Village, were buried in Zheng Ming's hands in the crazy group battle.
The Wind Chasing Bat couldn't believe that all this was true, but the facts told him that all this was true.
His eyes were full of resentment and the long sword in his hand was still slashing towards Zheng Ming with inertia.
The long sword had no machete, and just as the long sword was about to fall on Zheng Ming's body, a virtuous cavalry that was originally behind Zheng Ming suddenly rose from the air and blocked Zheng Ming's face!
That sword can be said to be the last sword of the Wind Chasing Bat, and the person who rushed over blocked the sword with his head.
The reason for using the head is not because the skull is hard, but because the head is closest to Zheng Ming, because the position of the head is just able to block the knife.
The huge head fell under the light of the knife, but the eyes were filled with a hint of joy.
Chapter completed!