The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Modeganqin! Get off your horse and surrender immediately. Your Majesty will decide your fate. Otherwise, I will shoot you to death when I catch up with you!"

Chen Qianzhi chased after him on a Xiliang warhorse.

When Modganqin looked back, he was so frightened that he urged the horse under him to speed up and escape.

But Chen Qianzhi was faster, and the distance between them was quickly closing.

There was a gleam of ferocity in Modganqin's eyes. He drew out the sword from his waist and stabbed it directly into the body of the horse under his crotch.

"Violent!"

The horse screamed in pain and ran madly, instantly widening the distance between Modganqin and Chen Qianzhi.

"madman!"

Chen Qingzhi cursed inwardly and continued to chase.

Because he knew that by doing this, Modganqin's horse would gain an extremely high speed for a short period of time, but it would not be able to maintain it for long.

Sure enough, when they were less than a mile away from the uninhabited area, the horse under Modganqin's crotch could no longer hold on, collapsed to the ground with tears in his eyes, and died of dried blood.

"Useless beast!"

Modganqin ignored the pain in his body and ran towards the deserted place like crazy.

When there were only 500 meters left to the uninhabited area, Chen Qianzhi caught up on his warhorse.

"Modganqin, stop and surrender immediately."

Chen Qingzhi raised his spear behind Modganqin. They were now very close to each other. He only needed to stab Modganqin's leg with one spear, and he would no longer be able to run.

"Don't think about it!"

Modganqin saw Chen Qianzhi's intention, rolled forward and dodged Chen Qianzhi's spear.

"It's useless to struggle!"

Chen Qingzhi simply used his spear to push his body off the horse's back and appeared in mid-air above Modganqin's head.

"broken!"

A trace of fear flashed across Modganqin's face, as if he saw his own death.

However, at this moment, a cold knife light suddenly poured down.

"when!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out at the edge of the silent no-man's land.

Chen Qianzhi was hit by the knife and retreated repeatedly.

After finally steadying his body, he still felt a sharp pain in his arms.

"Who is coming?"

Chen Qingzhi was horrified and his eyes became more cautious.

The other party is definitely a master, much stronger than him!

The man who came was not tall, only slightly taller than Chen Qianzhi. He wore an extremely terrifying devil mask and two goat horns on his head, looking very much like the devil in Western legends.

What he held in his hand was not an ordinary broadsword or a scimitar, but a moon blade with a barb. However, this moon blade was larger than the ordinary moon blade and even larger than his entire back.

"Evil Lord!"

When Modganqin saw the person coming, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Even under the master's command, E is one of the top masters. This time the master sent E out, obviously thinking highly of Modganqin and wanted to rescue him.

"You don't need to care who I am. If you don't want to die, get out of here." The man in the devil mask looked at Chen Qianzhi coldly and said.

"impossible!"

Chen Qianzhi shouted loudly and rushed forward again with his spear in hand.

The demon-masked man did not hesitate at all and went forward to attack.

The two men collided and fought for dozens of rounds, with neither of them winning.

But the expression on Chen Qianzhi's face became more and more ugly.

Being evenly matched was only a superficial phenomenon. Chen Qianzhi had already put all his strength into the battle with him, while the opponent seemed to be able to do it with ease.

This fully demonstrates that the demon masked man is far more powerful than Chen Qianzhi.

"It's just so-so. I'm tired of playing."

The masked man yawned, and the next moment his eyes under the mask turned blood red. The moon blade in his hand spun violently, and the space in the middle went directly through the spear, strangling Chen Qianzhi's arm in a strange rotation.

"die!"

The demon-masked man murmured softly, as if he had already made up his mind.

If Chen Qianzhi's hand was entangled by the moon blade, it would be crippled.

At the critical moment, Chen Qianzhi acted decisively, dropped the spear in his hand, immediately pulled out his arm, and dodged at the same time.

But he was still a step too slow, and half of his arm was entangled by the moon blade. Blood gushed out immediately, and half of his arm was stained red.

The devil-masked man raised a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, but his expression changed the next moment.

The gun that Chen Qianzhi threw away was actually just a cover. Chen Qianzhi just raised his toes and the spear flew up immediately.

Then Chen Qianzhi took advantage of the opportunity to turn sideways, grabbed the spear with his other hand, and made a back-shooting move, catching the devil-masked man off guard.

"when!"

The demon-masked man used the moon blade to block Chen Qianzhi's spear, but he had to take a half step back to remove Chen Qianzhi's power.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qingzhi put away his gun, turned around, jumped on his horse, and left without looking back.

He had poured all his strength into that shot just now, but it still didn't hurt the devil-masked man at all. It just made him retreat half a step.

He must bring his own army to have a chance of taking down this devil-masked man.

Otherwise, you would be courting death.

By the time the demon-masked man came to his senses, the warhorse under Chen Qianzhi had already carried him several hundred meters away.

"Chen Qingzhi? Interesting."

The devil-masked man showed a cold smile, and murderous intent flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"My Lord Evil, did the master ask you to save me?" Modganqin escaped death with a smile of surprise on his face.

But the next moment, this surprised smile suddenly froze.

"you!"

Modganqin stared at the devil-masked man, and then fell down with his body straight.

"Save you? Are you worthy?!"

The demon-masked man sneered, put away his moon blade, and disappeared into the darkness like a night owl.

His target was also Modganqin, but not to save him, but to kill him.

An hour later, Chen Qianzhi eliminated Modganqin's private soldiers and brought the Xiliang Iron Cavalry back to the edge of the no-man's land.

He saw Modganqin, but it was just a cold corpse.

Chen Qingzhi was shocked. He just wanted to come over and take a look. In fact, he had already given up hope in his heart. After all, the man with the devil mask came from an uninhabited land. He must not be afraid of the poisonous gas and poisons in the uninhabited land. It would be easy for him to take Modganqin away.

But what he never expected was that the devil-masked man seemed to be saving Modganqin, but actually killed Modganqin!

Apart from the traces of his fight with the devil-masked man, there was no other sign of a fight at the scene.

This shows that Modganqin trusted the people who killed him and was not on guard against resistance.

Chen Qianzhi couldn't think of anyone except the devil masked man.

"Search the body!"

Two soldiers rushed forward to search the body.

But apart from some of Modganqin's personal belongings, there were no other valuable clues.

Chen Qingzhi had no choice but to withdraw his troops.