Chapter 63: Hostage

  Xian Ni'er shot an arrow with her backhand, and with a loud "thud", the arrow pierced through the young knight's armor and deeply stabbed into his shoulder.

  The earth wall could not stop the group of knights, but it gained enough time. When the knights broke through the earth wall, they only saw a sneering face of Mo Xinke. The long sword in Mo Xinke's hand was already placed on the young knight's neck.

  A middle-aged knight stretched out his arm, stopping the knights' **, staring at Mo Xinkou with a cold gaze. The kind of fierce killing intent seemed to be able to pierce through a person's body. Unfortunately, Mo Xinkou was a standard fugitive, he really made a mistake, even if he saw a giant dragon, he dared to go up and chop it, what about the hundreds of knights?

  Mo Xin Ke spat out a mouthful of saliva, grabbed the young knight and backed away slowly towards the enemy. Sasu had already picked up his magic wand and after chanting an incantation, a swamp appeared between them and the knights with a wave of his hand. However, his magic was limited, and compared to hundreds of knights, the swamp seemed too small. The knights on both sides slowly surrounded them, trapping them in the middle.

  "Get out of the way, or I'll kill him!" Mo Xinko said coldly.

  The knights' eyes all turned to that middle-aged knight, but he seemed like a thousand-year-old iceberg, his expression and eyes never changing.

  "Tell them to get out of the way!" Mo Xinke's long sword lightly swept across, leaving a bloody mark on the young knight's neck.

  "Move aside, move aside quickly!! This is an order!!" The young knight shrieked.

  "Sorry, sir. I'm doing this to ensure your safety as much as possible." The middle-aged man opposite him said coldly: "Leave the adult behind, and I can let you go!"

  "Damn it!" Mo Xinkou sneered, "Leave him behind, where are we going? Do you take us for kids? I'll count to three, if you don't let go, I'll chop off one of his hands first! One..."

  The middle-aged knight paused, slowly raised the sword in his hand, and hundreds of knights held their lances extremely neatly, forming a charging formation, expressing a sense of confrontation.

  "Two..." Pushed to this point, Mo Xinke was not afraid at all. He tightly grasped the giant sword in his hand and counted to three. If the knights still didn't let go, he would unhesitatingly chop off one of the young knight's hands.

  Just then, Shilna suddenly got up, staring at the back of the young knight with a hateful gaze, and suddenly drew out the giant sword that was no less than Andromeda's, chopping down towards the young knight.

  Xilina is a person who dares to love and hate, with a relatively simple mind. Especially after witnessing the tragic death of her companions, she can only think of revenge and nothing else, which is quite foolish.

  Sasou and Xanier were shocked, including Mosenko who was stunned, while the middle-aged knight opposite them was even more dumbfounded, but no one could stop Hiruna's movements.

  Mo Xin couldn't move, and there were more than a dozen hidden archers among the knights. The opponent was still a high-ranking grand knight, and as long as his sword left the hostage's throat, what happened next wouldn't be something he could control.

  Xian Ni Er was equally powerless, unable to shoot and injure her own companion. As for shooting the long sword in Xi Lina's hand, that was even more impossible. Not to mention Xian Ni Er, even a high-ranking ranger couldn't do it.

  A wooden man, half a head taller than Moshenke, suddenly appeared and blocked Hiruna's sword with his body. He then countered with a punch that landed squarely on Hiruna's chest and abdomen.

  Xilina was beaten back several steps, her body hunched over in a ball, and she began to dry heave uncontrollably.

  After Han Jin's later production, the wooden man was greatly reduced in size. Although the material of the tree demon is not inferior to that of a thousand-year-old peach wood, its large size has many disadvantages. Its defensive power is not good, and Mo Xinkong's dozen or so swords can easily destroy a wooden man when he becomes a seventh-level warrior. Moreover, the movement is not agile, but it's also because Mo Xinkong's movements are too agile, always dodging behind the wooden man to launch an attack. As a result, Han Jin was very angry and made major improvements. The power of the talisman is limited, covering and affecting a wooden man over two zhang high, and covering and affecting a wooden man close to two meters high, with a very obvious effect.

  In the arena, the calmest person was undoubtedly Han Jin. He observed everyone's movements, and when Hillina swung her long sword, the middle-aged knight's face changed color. Although the process was extremely brief, he saw it clearly, and his heart also had a bottom line.

  Han Jin slowly walked up and knocked off the hostage's helmet, with the dinner knife in his hand already stopped in front of the hostage's right eye.

  "If something really happens to this lord, I think you'll also suffer severe punishment, right?" Han Jin said calmly: "I have a way, my partner and I will stay here, let my companions go."

  Mo Xinkai's body shook, and he hastily said: "No way..."

  "Don't waste words." Han Jin said in a low voice: "Do as I say."

  The middle-aged knight looked up and down at Jin and asked, "Are you a puppeteer?"

  "This has nothing to do with you." Han Jin's tone was very impolite: "Now all you need to tell me is whether or not you accept my suggestion."

  "Good! Let them go!" The middle-aged knight shouted.

  "No way, if we're going to leave, let's go together!" Sasu stepped forward, he was just as excited as Mo Xinkou, although he had seen and experienced many things during his travels, but his blood still hadn't cooled down, because he was still very young, and when it was time to be passionate, he didn't lack the courage to do so.

  "Either you leave, or none of us leave, which one do you choose?" Han Jin said calmly.

  Mo Xinke and others were speechless, although Han Jin's words were true, but they couldn't accept either of the two options.

  "Stop dawdling and leave if you're going to! " Han Jin's gaze fell on the middle-aged knight: "I want thirty warhorses!"

  The middle-aged knight gritted his teeth and shouted: "Give them the war horse!"

  About thirty knights dismounted, leading their horses to the side with a scowl. Xanthe suddenly said: "Listen to him." After finishing speaking, she had already walked over and jumped onto a warhorse.

  With Xian Ni'er as an example, Mo Xinke and Sa Si Ou walked by with their heads down. Xi Lina leaned in close to Han Jin and whispered: "You go ahead, I'll take care of him." The wooden man's punch had indeed awakened Xi Lina from her sorrowful anger, she realized how foolish her previous actions were, and since this was a task she took on and the disaster she brought upon herself, she hoped to make up for it somehow.

  "You go, I'll stay." Han Jin said calmly.

  "Damn it! Are you looking for trouble or what?! I'm talking to you!" Mo Xinkai roared.

  Xilina was stunned, she never thought that Mo Xink would scold her in front of so many people. But thinking about the cause and effect, she stomped her feet, tears streaming down her face, and then walked forward.

  In an instant, everyone mounted their warhorses, each with a spare one, and all eyes were fixed on Han Jin. Others were fine, but Stilberg's whole body was trembling, and he finally squeezed out a sob: "Young master..."

  "Hurry up!"