majestic tiger

Chapter 850
The sound of whips colliding with flesh and the screams of pain turned this small flat dam into a terrifying purgatory on earth.

The Xirong man who was holding a torch roared again, and the people behind him immediately turned and ran to the cave, and quickly came out with a large bundle of thick ropes.

"It seems that the Xirong people want to tie people up." Chen Hang guessed.

Ju Lian nodded in agreement with Chen Hang's point of view, and said worryingly: "They are already crazy now, and I'm afraid they will kill people directly after they are tied up."

From the looks of it, the Xirong people are ready to kill.

Clenching her fists, Yunxia ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone, get ready, we are about to start action!"

She was going to take advantage of the situation when the Xirong people tied up the coolies and didn't pay attention to their surroundings, and caught them by surprise.

When everyone was ready to go, they saw a figure suddenly appearing on the long slope over there, and while the Xirong people were not paying attention, they were quietly groping towards them.

In the forest, Yunxia and the others happened to be able to see that person. He was agile and moved quickly, and under the cover of the grass shed, he had already moved closer to the Xirong people.

What is this man up to?Friend or foe?

Thinking of this, Yunxia stretched out her hand and pressed down, motioning everyone to wait for a while and see what that person does next.

The Xirong people quickly tied up the captured people tightly like rice dumplings and surrounded them.

Then a new round of whipping began, and the scolding was endless.

Even if they didn't understand Xirong's words, Yunxia and the others understood that these Xirong people were avenging their dead comrades.

The Xirong man holding the torch directly took the torch and burned it straight at the people on the ground, which was extremely cruel.Yunxia and the others could all hear the sizzling sound of their flesh being scalded, and the people tied to the ground could only let the Xirong people torture them, screaming from time to time.

"Come on!" Yunxia couldn't listen anymore, and if she didn't act at this time, she was too lenient to the Xirong people.

As soon as her words fell, the few people who were waiting for the opportunity shot directly at the front of the thatched shed like arrows leaving the string.

They had a clear goal, and they rushed towards the Xirong people they had chosen to deal with like tigers descending the mountain.

Just touching the side of the thatched shed, Luo Jiang, who was about to rush out, looked at the few people who appeared from the dense forest with some doubts, and stopped in his tracks.

Where are these people from?What are you here for?

In just a split second, a Western soldier surrounded by him who was vigorously torturing the people on the ground felt a chill in his neck, and the pain hit him. He just groaned and fell down.

Ju Lian drew out his long sword and stabbed at a Xirong soldier next to him. As the sword rose and fell, the two Xirong soldiers were dealt with neatly and neatly.

When he was showing off his integrity, Weihang killed a Xirong soldier with his bare hands, took out his weapon, and slashed at another Xirong soldier.

Luo Jiang, who stared wide-eyed, understood that these heavenly soldiers were his own people who came to help them.

He immediately rushed out happily, and directly rushed to the nearest Xibing soldier.

Seeing the wind behind him, Xi Rong soldiers quickly turned around and raised their knives to slash at Luo Jiang. The knives slashed at Luo Jiang, but Luo Jiang couldn't dodge at all.

He had no choice but to raise his hand to block the knife, trying to give up one hand to save his life.

Sooner or later, Wei Hang swung the knife in his hand sideways, and the Xirong soldier's hand was chopped off and fell to the ground with the big knife in his hand.Wei Hang didn't even draw back his saber, and if he sent it forward with all his might, the Xirong soldier would mourn.

Luo Jiang was rescued, and Weihang targeted another Xirong soldier.

The Xirong people who came back to their senses began to resist, but the sudden impact still made them lose their positions. By the time they organized an effective attack, they had already lost four of their accomplices.

Shouting and screaming, the Chinese and Xirong people formed a group back to back, brandishing their weapons and slashing at the closest captives. Those who were tied up with ropes and had been whipped, kicked, and scalded just now had no power to fight back, and they were alive and kicking. A few were hacked to death by the Xirong people.

"Third brother, talk to third child." A man yelled sadly.

"The Xirong people who killed a thousand swords, you killed my uncle, I will fight with you!"

Another man bumped his head into the leg of the Xirong soldier beside him, and the Xirong soldier raised his knife and was about to slash at him.

Not good, Wei Hang rushed over quickly, raised his knife to block the knife of the Xirong soldier.

Then Ju Lian also rushed up, and the two of them fought hard and rushed, finally forcing the Xirong people away from the coolies on the ground.

With Luo Jiang behind, he quickly squatted down, picked up a Xirong knife and broke the ropes binding his companions' hands and feet, telling them to run away.

Most of the surviving people obeyed Luo Jiang's order and ran down the long slope, scattered for their lives.

Luo Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to help the hero who came to save others, but two strong men stopped him, saying that they decided to stay and help kill the Xirong people.

The hateful Xirong people didn't treat them as human beings, and even killed the compatriots they knew in front of their eyes. They wanted revenge!

Luo Jiang naturally welcomed them to join, but because the situation was urgent, he only had time to tell them to pay attention to safety, and rushed towards the traitor who betrayed them.

The traitor was protecting Meng Khan, and Meng Khan was holding a torch as a weapon, frantically fighting against Wei Hang.

Seeing Luo Jiang rushing towards him, the traitor jumped back in fright and tried to hide behind Meng Khan, but Meng Khan feinted and got out of the way, exposing the traitor directly in front of Luo Jiang.

The traitor thought that Meng Khan would cover him, but he never thought that Meng Khan would use him as a shield to block Luo Jiang, because he found that the young man in front of him was a very strong martial arts master, and it was very difficult for him to parry, and he could no longer parry other people.

Although the young man was wielding a Xirong broadsword to rob them, he used it as if he was using his own weapon. He swung the broadsword so well that even Meng Khan, who claimed to be a master, could not get close to the young man, let alone subdue the young man.

Under the firelight, the boy's figure was swaying, his figure was graceful, his face had a mature look that didn't match his age, and the cold light shot out from his eyes, which made Meng Khan's heart jump.

This kid is so frightening, I feel like I want to fight him desperately.

And Wei Hang was a little anxious, the prediction just now was wrong, and the remaining Xirong people are all good at skills, and they must fight a tough battle if they want to win.

The traitor was thrown to the ground by Luo Jiang, and Luo Jiang raised his hand to stab him with a knife.The traitor reached out to resist and grabbed Luo Jiang's knife.

One was red-eyed and wanted revenge, and the other desperately wanted to save his life. Everyone tried their best.

The tip of the knife stopped not far from the traitor's chest. Luo Jiang gritted his teeth and plunged in. The traitor held the knife and pushed it up. His hand was cut by the blade, and blood dripped down and stained his clothes.

"Hero, spare me, I don't dare anymore, they forced me." Seeing that he could hardly bear it anymore, the traitor begged Luo Jiang for mercy.

Luo Jiang turned his head and glanced at the compatriots killed by the Xirong people, then turned his head and spat at the traitor vigorously.

(End of this chapter)