Prehistoric: Across The Country

The war horse neighed.

Hundreds of strong horses stopped at the entrance of the mountain village.

The horse thieves glanced arrogantly at the man standing at the entrance of the village.

The leader Ma Da's face twitched, and he said with a sneer:

"It's a bit courageous to want to resist us."

"I just don't know if your body is as resistant to cutting as your guts!"

After all, he scanned the men at the entrance of the village with his cold eyes. "six seven three"

Ma Da has a great reputation for being fierce, and he lives a life of licking blood every day.

The words were full of murderous intent, and the villagers who came to defend them were shocked, and they couldn't help but retreated a few steps.

Although nearly half a year of practice has made their physical fitness and attack methods much stronger.

But after a little success, they had never fought against others at all, and they hadn't improved their psychological quality for a while, so they were naturally suppressed by Ma Da's aura.

At this time, a whimper sounded from among the horse thieves, causing everyone to look at it quickly.

I saw a weak girl being held on the shoulder by a horse thief, her eyes were full of tears.

Originally, her mental state was already on the verge of collapse because of sadness and fear.

Seeing the conversation between Ma Da and the villagers now, she suddenly remembered the scene of her village being destroyed, and couldn't help sobbing.

This sobbing directly interrupted Martha's next words.

With displeasure on his face, he gestured to the horse thief who was carrying the girl.

The horse thief understood and threw the girl off the horse.

The girl who fell off the horse suddenly fell heavily on the ground, and the severe pain made her howl uncontrollably.

The cry was heart-piercing, and people felt pitiful when they saw it.

"Bitch, I made you cry!"

The girl's ordeal was obviously not over, the horse thief immediately pulled out his whip, and hit the girl on the head fiercely.

"what--"

After a shrill scream, the girl's forehead was covered with blood, and she just fainted on the ground.

But the horse thief was still angry, picked up the whip and continued to beat her.

"stop!"

At this moment, Li Gang, who had been upright since he was a child, couldn't help it.

He strode forward and yelled directly at the horse thief: "What kind of skill is bullying women!"

Hearing Li Gang's words, the horse thief showed a cruel smile, and jumped off the horse...

He tugged at the girl's hair.

The severe pain made the girl wake up in an instant, and she couldn't help crying in pain as she held the horse thief's hand.

Standing in the middle of the horse thief, he directly threw the girl to the ground.

"It seems that your kid is going to be the first dead person in your village."

After all, the horse thief directly drew out the scimitar from his waist and rushed towards Li Gang, and the aura of the sixth level of Qi training burst out instantly.

Behind him, horse thieves laughed wildly, and Martha also had a dark smile on his face.

They were all looking forward to the moment when the horse thief cut off Li Gang's head.

The faces of the villagers were ugly for a while.

Although they don't understand the cultivation of monks, this sense of oppression is really pressing on them 2.3.

The shining scimitar approached Li Gang like lightning.

From the moment he stood up, Li Gang anticipated the current result.

With mental preparation, he faced the crisis of life and death. My mind is full of Bajiquan taught by Hong Lei.

Whoosh.

Facing the scimitar slashing at fast speed, Li Gang did not retreat but advanced, and he came in front of the horse thief in an instant. .