Chapter 38 Dawn
The chances of winning are in his hands, this is how Tang Zhou feels now, as if everything is in his hands, and he is the master of this world.

Guo Jia and Dian Wei are still killing wildly, and there are only more than 40 yellow scarf warriors left.

But Tang Zhou still didn't carry out his plan. He suddenly became interested to see how long this thin man with a sword could last.

He had obviously suffered countless stab wounds and bled so much, why didn't he fall down?

It is obviously a body that is so thin that others worry about it, and a face that is so pale that others pity it, why can it contain so much strength?

I don't know when, the heavy snow stopped, the strong wind also subsided, the first rays of the sun appeared in the sky, and the sky began to shine a little hazy.

Tang Zhou looked up at the rising sun in the distance, and finally made a decision in his heart that he couldn't wait any longer.

He raised his arms, opened his mouth, and was about to give an order, but at that moment his whole body froze.

Suddenly, a tall figure jumped down from the courtyard wall and landed right in front of Tang Zhou, and then a sharp heavy knife was placed on his neck without giving him the slightest time to react.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
Looking along the heavy knife, Tang Zhou only saw a dead face that seemed to be paralyzed, looking at him expressionlessly, without any emotion.

"Who are you?"

Now that his own life was in the hands of others, Tang Zhou no longer had the high spirits and calmness he had just now, but was replaced by bewilderment and panic.

What I don't understand is why there is another man with strong martial arts in this uninhabited west area. There are so many masters in this small place.

What was horrifying was that this man seemed to be a ruthless, extremely calm master, and no action could affect his emotions.His own life was in his hands, but he couldn't help himself anymore.

"Tell them to stop, or you die!"

Sure enough, this person's voice was as cold as his dead face, and there was no trace of ups and downs in his words, just like a machine, which did not allow any doubts.

"Okay! I'll do as you say, be careful with the knife."

Tang Zhou was trembling, and agreed with a trembling mouth.

However, where Gao Shun couldn't see, Tang Zhou's hand hidden in his sleeve secretly grabbed the trigger of the small crossbow. This was his last resort, and he had to rely on it for a fight.

Suddenly, he quickly raised his arm, tightly grasped the crossbow in his hand, and faced the dead-faced man.

"Hahaha!……"

The fear in Tang Zhou's eyes turned into ridicule, and the fear turned into sarcasm.Let you be arrogant, let you be arrogant, no matter how powerful your martial arts are, you will die at the hands of me, Tang Zhou.

However, in the next instant, Tang Zhou's smile froze on his face.

click-

Just when he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly found that he could no longer feel the existence of his hand and the crossbow.

Then, starting from the arm, the severe pain spread throughout the whole body, almost causing him to faint in an instant.

In the end, Tang Zhou saw one of his hands and the crossbow machine fell on the snow, they were still tightly connected, and the blood instantly stained the white snow under his feet.

"Ah!. My hand!"

Tang Zhou roared in pain. At this moment, he still didn't understand that the dead-faced man chopped off his hand in an instant.

"Shut up! Or die!"

Such a fierce man, after cutting off someone else's arm, he still didn't show any expression change, no joy, no anger, no sorrow, no joy, as if he just did an ordinary thing like eating and sleeping.

"hiss!."

Tang Zhou gasped in pain, but he really didn't dare to yell anymore. He knew that this dead-faced man could do what he said.

But the pain of the severed hand could not be borne if he wanted to. Even though he covered the wound with his other hand, the blood kept flowing.

In just a few breaths, Tang Zhou's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face was also pale, and he would pass out at any moment.

"Stop it! Stop it for me."

Where did Tang Zhou have any choice? Some people cannot be influenced by words.

The yellow turban fighters are the guards of the great virtuous masters. They have the most religious beliefs in their hearts. They always rely on orders to do things. They quickly stopped their attacks.

But they stopped, Guo Jia and Dian Wei did not.

They knew who shot that arrow in the back and who killed their good brother, so they had a strong killing intent in their eyes, and they wished to kill Tang Zhou immediately.

"go to hell!"

Guo Jia roared, and rushed towards Tang Zhou with his sword raised in both hands.

"Don't! Don't! Don't kill me!"

Tang Zhou screamed in horror, at this moment he even forgot the hand he lost, but the sword in Guo Jia's hand didn't listen to him.

The sword was already across his head, and death was imminent.

Dang-

Just when Tang Zhou thought he was going to die, someone pulled away Guo Jia's sword and saved him.

"Gao Shun, what are you doing?" Guo Jia roared angrily.

That's right, the person who caught Tang Zhou was Gao Shun who had fought Dian Wei a few days ago, and it was he who parried Guo Jia's sure-killing sword.

"My lord, this man is still useful. We don't know who he is and who appointed him."

At this time, both Guo Jia and Dian Wei went crazy because of Chun Shiren's death, and only Gao Shun, a dead face, could still think normally.

"Get out of the way! I want to avenge Shiren!"

Guo Jia regained a bit of clarity, but was quickly occupied by anger and sadness.

"My lord, maybe he's not dead, take a closer look."

Gao Shun's tone was still calm, but it woke Guo Jia up.

"Not dead, how is it possible?"

Guo Jia didn't believe it in his heart, but he still looked at the place where Chun Shiren was lying. Of course he hoped that Chun Shiren was not dead.

But how could it be possible, he clearly saw that iron arrow piercing Chun Shiren's head.

"My lord, this guy only used a small crossbow, which was not strong enough, and what he shot was only this brother's eye. He was probably just knocked out in the head, but he didn't die."

"Feng Xiao, he is right, the arrow was shot through the eye, Shi Ren is probably not dead." Dian Wei also discovered this.

"Really! Really... Shiren is still alive, go and save him!"

At that moment, Guo Jia shed tears again. If Chun Shiren really died because of saving him, he would probably feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Smiles slowly bloomed in the tears, laughing and crying, crying and laughing.

Guo Jia rushed towards Chun Shiren tremblingly, but staggered and fell to the ground.

He fought all night and shed a lot of blood, and now he can't hold on anymore.

At this time, the sun in the sky has slowly risen, and dawn has finally arrived.

(End of this chapter)

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