Xiao Zhixing immediately drew his bow and aimed it at the one-eyed elder.

put! !

sieve!

"Get out of the way!" The guard cried out in horror as he tumbled off the horse, clutching the one-eyed elder.

More than a dozen experts hidden within the White Feather Clan attacked simultaneously, protecting the elder completely.

sieve!

Three arrows in a row!

Six bodyguards groaned as they were shot off their horses, serving as human shields.

The one-eyed elder's eyes suddenly lit up, "Xiao Zhixing!!"

In the Battle of Guixiong Pass, Xiao Zhixing's three arrows struck in unison, astonishing the world and gradually gaining fame.

Xiao Zhixing laughed loudly and replied, "It is indeed I, Elder. Is hiding your head like a turtle a tradition of your Northern Barbarians? Why don't you dare to state your name?"

The one-eyed elder remained calm.

Peering through the gaps in the crowd, one could see Xiao Zhixing sitting on horseback, like a god of archery, whose every arrow would surely fall and head fall.

"A pleasure to meet you, Prince Xiao! As for who I am, with your intelligence, you should be able to guess, right?"

The clear male voice lacked the roughness of the northern barbarians; instead, it sounded like a gentle breeze and a bright moon, like that of a refined gentleman.

Xiao Zhixing said casually, "Oh, it really is His Highness the First Prince?"

She squinted and drew her bow again, aiming it at him fully.

The arrow arrived in an instant, as if it came out of nowhere, and its trace could not be caught at all.

"Ah!" Two more people fell down.

Elder One-Eyed Dragon—Xiao Chixin felt a chill run down his spine.

He suddenly understood the Khan's feelings; this bone-chilling fear, as if being watched by the King of Hell, was truly unbearable.

He decisively ordered, "Everyone, charge out with all your might!"

The besieged group seemed to have found their leader and charged in one direction.

Xiao Zhixing sneered, "Where do you think you're going?"

"Roar!!" Black Tiger stepped forward, one against two.

The northern barbarians' horses were so frightened that they became uncontrollable and charged wildly. Instead of being killed by the Su Nan army, they were thrown to their deaths by their own horses.

Su Zhen shouted: "Charge!"

Xiao Zhixing also led his men in the charge.

Huo Baijun and his three boys rushed forward with shouts.

Especially Xiong Chumo, whose weapons were two heavy hammers, each weighing over two hundred pounds, which felt like two mountains when he swung them.

Any enemy that was touched was sent flying with screams, smashed into a bloody pulp.

That's too brutal.

"Your Highness Xiao Chi, now that you're here, don't leave yet. Your sixth brother and father have both been killed by me, you can't be the only one to escape, can you? The whole family must be together."

Xiao Zhixing stared intently at Xiao Chi; she loved beheadings the most.

Xiao Chi led his men forward, heads down, expressionless, his single eye filled with a dark, calm demeanor.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The final arrow nearly killed the guards behind Xiao Chi.

A chilling killing intent surged straight up his back.

Xiao Zhixing pursued relentlessly, coldly aiming once more—

Rumble!

"kill!"

At this moment, as if appearing out of thin air, a group of people appeared behind the Southern Jiangsu Army.