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Qin Fan said calmly: "Don't think so much, let's go to Shaolin first."

"yes."

Everyone obeyed the orders and then stood up and rushed to the road.

"drive"

We kept working all the way, and after entering Yumen Pass, everyone stopped to rest and set off early the next morning.

After more than two hours of travel, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, the hot sun was hanging high, and the baked earth was like a stove.

When Qin Fan saw the two girls of Xiao Zhao and Yang Buhui, they frowned and saw sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help but say, "There are a few willow trees in front of you, let's go there to rest!"

When everyone heard this, they nodded, meaning to rest.

Xiao Zhao looked at his son and smiled sweetly.

Yang Buhui also breathed a sigh of relief.

When Qin Fan and his friends approached, they found that nine people were sitting under the willow tree.

Among the nine people, eight great men dressed as hunters, wore swords, carried bows and arrows, and carried five or six falcons, looking very majestic.

The other person was a young man wearing a royal blue silk shirt and gently shaking a folding fan, which could not hide his elegant and luxurious spirit.

Qin Fan's heart moved and glanced at the young man. He saw that he was extremely handsome, with bright eyes, red lips and pink faces, folding fan in his hand as a handle, holding the handle of the fan, the white and white

The fan handle is not different.

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes. Although he was a distance away, with his eyesight, he could clearly see the young boy's tiny ear holes on his crystal clear earlobes.

Disguised as a man!

Looking at the familiar scene, Qin Fan instantly guessed the identity of this person.

Minmint Moore.

Zhao Min.

Unexpectedly, I actually met the heroine in the Heavenly Reign here.

Qin Fan looked at it.

Zhao Min is dressed as a man and looks very handsome. She is worthy of being the heroine. In terms of appearance, she is not inferior to Zhou Zhiruo.

"Master, look."

At this time, Yang Xiao suddenly stepped forward and whispered beside Qin Fan.

Qin Fan followed Yang Xiao's gaze.

But Zhao Min was seen hanging a sword around her waist, and the hilt of the sword was actually engraved with two seal scripts "Yingtian".

"This Yitian Sword is clearly in the hands of my Ming Cult. Why does he have the Yitian Sword in his hand?"

Wei Yixiao couldn't help but wonder.

Qin Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

Needless to say, Qin Fan could also think that Zhao Min must have appeared here deliberately.

As for the sword of the Heavenly Sword hanging around the waist, it must be to attract the curiosity of several people.

After all, the Yitian Sword is clearly in the Ming Cult, and there is another one here. How can it not make people curious?

And if everyone is curious, then they will be fooled by Zhao Min.

At this moment, I heard a bunch of horses running on the east road, and a group of people were riding on horseback.

Everyone couldn't help but look at them.

This group of people was a team of Yuan soldiers, about fifty or sixty, and more than one hundred women were tied with ropes by Yuan soldiers and dragged them.

Most of those women are lonely, how can they keep up with horses?

Some fell to the ground, were pulled by ropes, and dragged everywhere.

All the women were Han people, obviously the people who were plundered by this group of Yuan soldiers. Half of them were torn to pieces, their clothes were not covered, and they cried, which was extremely miserable.

Some Yuan soldiers held wine bottles and were half drunk, while others whipped the girls.

These Mongolian soldiers grew up on horseback and had excellent whip skills. When the horse whip was pulled out, they rolled off a large piece of clothes on the woman's body.

The rest cheered and laughed loudly.

The Mongolian Tartars invaded the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years and have been comparing the Han people to livestock.

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and others were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

Even Zhang Wuji, who has always been honest, had anger at this moment.

The Mongol Yuan Tartars were so arrogant that they bullied Han women who were powerless to be bound by others.

"Master."

Everyone looked at Qin Fan and waited for Qin Fan to kill the Tartars with an order.

However, when they looked at Qin Fan, Qin Fan's figure had already been lost on the horse.

Only hear screams from afar kept coming.

Everyone was shocked and saw a figure among the Yuan soldiers like a ghost, passing through it.

One punch and one kick, no one can stop it.

The Yuan soldiers could not react at all, so they screamed and were knocked down from their horses, shattered, and died of blood.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten Yuan soldiers had died.

"Retreat, withdraw!"

Some Yuan soldiers shouted loudly in horror.

He quickly turned his horse's head and was about to leave.

But just after running a few meters, he heard a whistle coming, and he lost consciousness and the headless corpse fell off his horse.

It was Qin Fan's yang finger that shot him in the head.

After a few breaths, fifty or sixty Yuan soldiers were killed by Qin Fan. The scene was full of blood and energy, leaving only the more than a hundred Han women, who shrank together and shivered.

Yang Xiao and others then drove their horses to the front.

"Master."

"Master."

He quickly turned over and got off the horse and walked towards Qin Fan.

Qin Fan was rolling in his blood at this time, like a big Yangtze River. Standing there, like a demon god, making people intimidated.

Qin Fan nodded to everyone.

Then, he looked at the corpse of the Yuan soldiers on the ground.

It is really unforgivable that these Tartars bully the Han people like this.

At this time, Zhao Min saw that Qin Fan had only breathed a few times and killed all the Yuan soldiers.

A look of shock flashed in his eyes first, and then a curiosity appeared.

I'm going to walk forward as soon as I raise my feet.

But he was stopped by eight men beside him.

“Get out of here.”

Zhao Min frowned slightly and scolded her, her voice clear and tender.

Looking at Zhao Min's expression, although the few people were unwilling to do so, they did not dare to disobey. They could only reluctantly get out of the way and followed Zhao Min tightly, but they looked at Qin Fan with caution in their eyes.

"This hero, good kung fu."

Zhao Min came not far from Qin Fan and praised.

The Ming Cult and his group looked over.

Qin Fan looked at Zhao Min, with a calm expression on his face and did not speak.

Zhao Min didn't care and said with a smile: "The hero killed these Yuan soldiers like this, aren't you afraid that the court would want to do it?"
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