The fast-legged Xiao Ji rushed into the ancestral hall like a whirlwind, and after a long breath, he said, "The second round... The second round of attacks has begun!"

Although everyone had expected it, they didn't expect the second round of attacks to come so quickly. Father Gonza shouted, "Carpenter, where is the carpenter?"

The carpenter squeezed out of the crowd, hugged the disassembled repeater, and said tremblingly: "Daddy Gongza, the mechanism of this thing is too complicated, I ...... for a while, for a while."

Father Gongza sighed, and said to Fei'er: "Village chief, do you want to send people to the village entrance to support?"

Fei'er nodded and said, "Father Gongza, you are responsible for sending 50 people from the second and third lines of defense to the entrance of the village!"

Daddy Gonza answered. Shi Xiaofeng couldn't help but itch his hands and said, "I'll go too!"

Fei'er looked at him and only said softly: "Brother Shi, be careful." ”

A bland sentence shocked Shi Xiaofeng's heart: Fei'er seems to care about me very much!

Before they reached the entrance of the village, they saw the Crescent villagers who had died in battle being carried down one by one, and there was blood all the way. Shi Xiaofeng cursed secretly: "Fierce occupation, madness, son of a bitch, labor and management don't kill you, don't have the surname Shi!"

Uncle Najib smiled when he saw the strong hand coming to help, and gestured and said that we have more than ten of the bravest people, plus you, we will rush over and kill their archers together!

There were more than twice as many attackers in Crouching Tiger Village as in the first round, and it was difficult to catch them off guard by surprise. Shi Xiaofeng also gestured, selected 6 strong men, plus himself and Uncle Najib, a total of 8 people, covered themselves with rattan cards, and killed the enemy together.

There was a shout in the opponent's formation, throwing more than a dozen fireballs, and Uncle Naji was shocked!

The hundred-year-old rattan used to make rattan is repeatedly soaked in tung oil, invulnerable, and does not sink into the water, and the only weakness is that it is afraid of fire!

In an instant, two people were already on fire, rolling on the ground and screaming, the tung oil on the rattan card dripped on them, and the two of them instantly turned into fireballs.

Shi Xiaofeng knew that he couldn't save them, so he threw down the rattan card and rushed to the enemy formation alone without fear.

Whoosh, five or six arrows flew towards him at once, and the sound of breaking through the air was extremely strong, apparently from a machine.

Shi Xiaofeng didn't dare to take it empty-handed, so he rolled on the spot, his movements were as fast as a rabbit, and several arrows were all inserted in his side, and the distance was only a millimeter.

Approaching the enemy's position, he rushed out of a group of men and horses, and slashed and slashed them with all his might.

Shi Xiaofeng shouted indiscriminately: "Good Long Didong, old boy! Brother is not Chen Haonan, nor is he a pheasant, he is an undercover ......."

He babbled gibberish, but his hands were unambiguous, and he knocked down seven or eight in an instant, and snatched a steel knife, dancing a ball of knife flowers, blocking the attack in front of him.

When he was in high school, he participated in the martial arts competition of the National Middle School Games and won a gold medal in swordsmanship, but he had never fought in real combat.

Although it was the first time in his life to use a knife in actual combat, his solid basic skills and the magical power of the dzi were invincible, and no one could catch his sword and style.

Fortunately, he didn't want to kill, so he only injured the enemy with the back of his knife, and soon fell down around him, all of them with broken tendons and fractures.

Meng Zhan sat in the brothers' pavilion on a high place and watched the battle, and couldn't help but scold: "Rice buckets, nests and wastes!"

He glared at the brute bull and the lanky man beside him, meaning to let them go. Unexpectedly, both of them were folded in Shi Xiaofeng's hands, cowering, and did not dare to go out of battle.

Meng Zhan was furious, opened the bow left and right and slapped the two of them, and slapped one of them and scolded "rice bucket!"

Shi Xiaofeng saw Meng Zhan jumping like thunder in the pavilion from a distance, and his mind moved: Capture the thief and capture the king first, I might as well catch or kill Meng Zhan directly, Crouching Tiger Village will definitely be in turmoil!

He said that he would do it, and immediately rushed to the Brothers' Pavilion. After fighting for a long time, his physical strength did not decline at all, and everyone in Crouching Tiger Village couldn't catch up with him, and they all exclaimed.

Meng Zhan was not panicked, and laughed: "Good boy, there is really a kind, no one dares to do anything with Lao Tzu for more than ten years, Lao Tzu will come to meet you today!"

He took a ghost-headed knife from the hand of the brute bull, condescendingly, and slashed it down with his head.

Shi Xiaofeng raised his knife to block, and there was a crisp sound, and the two of them took a few steps back at the same time, both of them had soreness in their arms, and they each admired each other.

Meng Zhan praised: "Good boy, there are really two hits!" The knife momentum changed, like a storm, like an angry sea.

Only then did Shi Xiaofeng understand that Meng Zhan was the number one master in Crouching Tiger Village! He had never seen such a fast knife, and he was in a hurry for a while.

But no matter how fast the fierce occupation is, how Shi Xiaofeng is left and right, the fierce occupation cannot break his defense. Meng Zhan's heart was anxious, and with his other hand, he pulled out the short knife on his waist, and with a slight stroke, Shi Xiaofeng's steel knife was broken in two.

Shi Xiaofeng was shocked, he couldn't imagine that this short knife was actually a treasure knife that sharpened iron like clay. He reacted extremely quickly and immediately threw the broken knife at the Fierce Occupation.

Occupying the danger to avoid it, Shi Xiaofeng flew up with one leg and kicked his treasure knife down, and then kicked out with both legs in a row, one leg faster than the other.

Meng Zhan avoided the first two legs, and was finally kicked in a huge head by the third leg, and immediately became groggy and his eyes were full of stars. Shi Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Big head, remember, this leg method is called the Twelve Ways Tan Leg!"

Shouting from all sides shook the sky, and the enemy densely surrounded him. Shi Xiaofeng saw that it was impossible to capture Meng Zhan alive, so he gritted his teeth, pulled out the "Chrysanthemum Kill" dagger in his trouser pocket, and stabbed it at Meng Zhan's heart.

The fierce soul is scattered, and it is impossible to escape from it. A henchman desperately hugged Shi Xiaofeng's legs and dragged them back, this knife stabbed on the thighs of Meng Zhan, and he screamed like a pig.

Shi Xiaofeng kicked his henchmen, and immediately more than a dozen people surrounded him, and he stabbed down a few people with a dagger, but there were more and more enemies. He was secretly frightened, not only could he not kill Meng Zhan now, but he could not get out of it.

There was a commotion in the crowd, splitting a road, and a frenzied buffalo rampant. The buffalo rode on its back none other than Uncle Najib, and a string of firecrackers was tied to the ox's tail, crackling.

Uncle Najib shouted, "Brother Shi, come up!"

Shi Xiaofeng didn't understand and understood what he meant, ran a few steps, and jumped on the back of the cow.

The buffalo was beating wildly, and the enemy did not dare to approach, but Shi Xiaofeng couldn't sit steadily, if it wasn't for Uncle Najib asking him to hold him tightly, he would have fallen down.

Familiar with the habits of the animals, Uncle Najib gradually quieted the buffalo and directed it to carry the two back to Crescent Village.

Mengzhan suffered a big loss, his spirit was frustrated, and he wanted to withdraw from the army for fear of losing face in front of his clansmen. The slender man said that it was getting late, and he had heard for a long time that the roads in Crescent Village were complicated and like a labyrinth, so it was better to temporarily withdraw his troops, camp outside the village, and launch a third round of attacks tomorrow morning.

Meng Zhan had already intended this, and immediately announced that all the men and horses would withdraw from the village.

Uncle Najib counted the number of people, and more than 30 people were killed in this round. He told his people who remained in the first line of defense to be vigilant and beware of the enemy's sneak attack at night. After the arrangements were made, he went back to the ancestral hall with Shi Xiaofeng to meet the village chief and report on the battle situation in the afternoon.

Everyone in the ancestral hall was concentrating, listening to the fast-legged Xiaoji's big brother Shi repelled the enemy's second round of attacks with the power of one person, and almost killed the culprit Meng Zhan!

Seeing Shi Xiaofeng come back, everyone cheered and shouted: "Brother Shi, hero! Brother Shi, hero!"