Chapter 391: People of Fire Blood (4)

The big knife is so huge that people look up to it. It descends from the sky, as if to cut the sky away.
The giant knife made out of thin air, with the wind blowing straight down towards Han Cai Cai.
For a time, Han Caicai's direction became the main target of attack, and almost two-thirds of the Pheasant City men rushed towards him. The remaining third came towards Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge stood with his hand in hand, turning a blind eye to the person who rushed over, just watching the battle between Nie Xiong and Han Caicai.
Mo Yang led the Dragon Tooth Guard, and quickly cast an insurmountable steel wall in front of Mu Qingge, preventing the enemy from approaching, let alone letting them disturb Mu Qingge.
Similar to Longyawei, are the four guards of Han Caicai.
When the men and horses in Pheasant City moved, they ran in four directions to stop them. However, after all, they have few people, and they face a lot of enemies, and they still fight on their own, and there are not many enemies that can be stopped. There are still many fish that have slipped through the net, attacking Han Caicai.
Mu Qingge's eyes shrank faintly. She saw Han Caicai's groom waving a long riding whip, waving it to the left and right.
With waves of whip shadows, the ‘flower’ under Han Caicai’s body was protected strictly, and everyone who approached was flew away by the whip!
‘Those who can stay with the young master of Vientiane are not simple characters! Mu Qingge sighed in his heart.
At this time, Nie Xiong's combat skills have been completed, and the huge blue light knife with an irresistible aura directly split the whip shadows and pointed at Han Caicai's eyebrows.
Han Cai Caifeng raised her eyes slightly, and her lazy eyes reflected the look of a giant sword, as well as Nie Xiong's hideous features.
A faint sarcasm passed through his eyes.
He slowly raised his hand, and his slender fingers directly held the tip of the knife!
The falling of the giant sword stopped abruptly. Being held by Han Caicai between his fingers, he didn't get any points.
This scene shocked Nie Xiong and gave birth to a retreat.
But, where can Han Caicai let him retreat at this moment? On the demon's face, red lips faintly evoked, and the blue light knife in the indifferent eyes shattered into countless fragments and scattered.
"Puff--!" The combat skills were broken, and Nie Xiong was backlashed, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he stepped back.
"Elder!" Patriarch Nie, who had been paying attention to the situation here, rushed to support him.
Nie Xiong covered his churning chest, before he could wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, staring at Han Caicai in shock, and said to Patriarch Nie: "No! Go!"
His voice was not loud, but it was enough to be heard by everyone present.
When the people in Pheasant City saw the strongest Nie Xiong, they were all beaten like this, and they were panicked and unable to fight again, and fled back behind Nie Xiong.
Mu Qingge squinted her eyes, and Han Caicai's move just now surprised her.
Such a huge move was actually cracked by him so easily. It can be seen that Han Caicai's strength must surpass Nie Xiong.
If you change yourself, can you do this step?
Mu Qingge asked himself in his heart.
The battle was suddenly suspended, and everyone in Pheasant City was slowly retreating, trying to escape into the forest they had just walked out of.
But Han Caicai slowly sat up at this moment and stood up from the golden silk cushion.
At his stop, Mu Qingge realized that this man was tall.
He stood on the "Flower Heart", like a flower stamen, but because of the enchanting appearance, the pink petals sprinkled with gold were eclipsed.
The brocade robe embroidered with begonia flowers has also become a foil at this moment.