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Chen Ning looked at the murderous subordinates beside Yuan Ziqian, and his lips raised slightly: "Haha, are you bullying more people?"

Yuan Ziqian smiled grimly and said, "That's right, there are more people and fewer people."

"Tiger cannot defeat many wolves. My more than 300 subordinates can cut you into meat paste with just one knife."

Chen Ning looked at the subordinates beside Yuan Ziqian with fun, and teased: "Just because of this group of mobs?"

Yuan Ziqian opened his eyes wide when he heard this. He didn't expect that Chen Ning would dare to speak out loudly when he was about to die, and even laughed at the mobs around him for being a mob?

A cold light flashed across his eyes and he slowly said, "The Yuan family's athletes, this guy said you are a mob, dare to look down on you, what should you do?"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Hundreds of subordinates from the Yuan family raised their swords and sticks in their hands and roared with murderous intent.

Seeing the murderous voice of his subordinates, Yuan Ziqian looked at Chen Ning proudly: "Now, are you going to kneel down and die by yourself, or let my subordinates take action together and chop you into meat paste?"

Chen Ning's mouth raised slightly: "Since you, a group of mobs, insist on committing suicide, I have to help you and let you see what elites are."

As soon as Chen Ning finished speaking, there was a sound of horse hooves coming from the beach far behind him.

Yuan Ziqian and others were stunned when they heard the sound of horse hooves, and then they couldn't help thinking: Could it be that Song Bingting, who ran away on a horse, was back?

Immediately, they found out that it was not Song Bingting who came back.

Eighteen knights came, and the horse that rushed in the front was indeed the Shinye Jade Lion.

But the person on the horse was no longer Song Bingting, but Zhao Yun, the leader of the eighteen cavalry in the north.

The eighteen cavalry in the north, the horses were like dragons, people like tigers, and eighteen people, but they were like a storm, charging unstoppable.

Yuan Ziqian and others' expressions changed drastically!

Chen Ning smiled and hooked his finger: "Come on the fight!"

Yuan Ziqian said angrily: "He has only a dozen men. Don't be afraid, let's kill them together."

After Yuan Ziqian finished speaking, the ghost servant endured his injuries and took the lead in fighting.

"kill!"

Hundreds of the Yuan family's subordinates also surged out.

The ghost servant threw himself into Chen Ning's face like lightning, his palm was like a knife, and he cut it towards Chen Ning's neck.

Chen Ning raised his left hand, grabbed the ghost servant's wrist, and at the same time swung his right fist, hitting the ghost servant's face.

Bang!

The ghost servant's face was deeply sunken, like a deflated basketball. He could not even scream and fell to the ground with his head raised.

At the same time, the eighteen cavalry in the northern border have swept over.

Like eighteen sharp knives, they plunged deeply into the enemy formation.

In an instant, the sound of fighting, horses and screams rang out.

The Eighteen Cavalry in the North Frontier are the aces among the North Frontier Army.

To deal with the Yuan family, it can be said that they use ox swords and cannons to kill mosquitoes.

The eighteen cavalry in the north destroyed the defense line of the Yuan family as if they were destroyed. They made a spurt of the enemy formation and killed the enemies.

Wherever you pass, it is as miserable as the Shura hell.

When the eighteen cavalry in the northern border broke through the enemy formation and successfully gathered behind the Yuan family.

Among the three hundred subordinates of the Yuan family, there are already ordinary people lying in pools of blood.

One of the eighteen cavalry in the northern border charged, and more than half of the three hundred elite subordinates of the Yuan family were killed or injured.

Yuan Ziqian's eyes were prominent, like a frog with bulging eyes.
Chapter completed!