"Didn't scare you, did you?" Seeing this, Zhang Shaotian hurriedly reached out and picked up the dry tobacco and handed it to the old man who was stunned.

"You...... You ......" The old man's old face was full of shock.

In the middle of the night, so many people appeared on the street at once, and it didn't seem to be simple, so it was inevitable that there would be some fear in my heart.

And when the visitor mentioned these three words of Pingshui Mountain, a thought flashed in the old man's mind, could these people be the gang of bandits?

If this is true, can Dongyang Town still be saved?

The old man forcibly held back the fear in his heart, stretched out his dry hand and trembled to take the dry tobacco, and asked cautiously, "What is the relationship between this gangster gang in Pingshui Mountain and you?"

Hearing this, before Zhang Shaotian could speak, a rough voice sounded behind him.

"What else does it matter? What do I mean by you old man?"

In the frightened eyes of the old man, a burly and tall man stepped forward, and his tiger eyes shot out a awe-inspiring light like a blade, and he stared at him directly.

This obviously impatient big man exudes a palpitating aura at this moment.

This posture is not a good person no matter how you look at it......

The old man was so frightened that his heart seemed to be clutched, and he opened his mouth and could not say a word.

Seeing that the old man in front of him was frightened by the words and deeds of the fourth brother, Zhang Shaotian pinched his sore eyebrows, turned his head and glanced at him lightly, "Fourth brother, don't scare him." ”

"Why did I scare him? Look at what he said, can we still have anything to do with those bandits in Pingshui Mountain?"

Zhang Hao glared fiercely, dissatisfied and authentic.

As soon as the old man heard this, his originally cloudy and dim eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

Zhang Shaotian was a little helpless, he knew that according to the fourth brother's tendon head, he would inevitably be a little impulsive in some things, and he was about to say something immediately.

At this moment, an old voice with apprehension sounded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the old man dares to ask, are you here to clear out the bandits?" the old man couldn't help but hold his breath after saying this.

"Nonsense! What else can we do? We are on the orders of the head of the family, and we have come to get rid of the bandits for the people of Dongyang Town!" Zhang Hao said in a loud voice.

As soon as the words came out, the old man shed tears excitedly, and said silently: "Okay...... Good man...... I'm finally looking forward to it......"

He bent his back and trembled and was about to kneel on the ground, "The old man kowtows to all the adults." ”

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shaotian hurriedly stretched out his hand to support it, and said softly: "You don't need to be like this. ”

"Don't cry, we will help you eradicate the bandits once and for all. Zhang Hao said fiercely.

The old man's tone was full of sorrow, "Some time ago, the gang of bandits wanted to forcibly take away my family, and my son wanted to resist, but he was hacked to death, and the poor daughter-in-law and granddaughter were taken away like this. ”

Speaking of this, he was devastated, "I just watched them being taken away, and there was nothing I could do. ”

A different color flashed in Zhang Shaotian's eyes, "Then why are you okay?"

The old man sighed, "Maybe I think I'm old, I'm useless, it's worthless." ”

"By the way, my lords, are you sent by the imperial court?" the old man asked deliberately.

"No, we are from one of the four major families in Anyang County, the Zhang family. Zhang Shaotian said.

"The four families, the Zhang family. The old man muttered to himself, and his heart suddenly set off like a stormy wave.

Although as an ordinary ordinary person, I have heard of this outside world, and the Zhang family in Anyang County is really in the limelight during this time.

Unexpectedly, the people of this court did not expect to come, but the people of this big family specially rushed over to eradicate the bandits, this kindness is really ......

The old man was deeply moved in his heart, "The Zhang family is really good, the old man is here to thank you on behalf of the people of Dongyang Town." ”

"It's a trivial matter, don't worry, there won't even be a bandit in Pingshui Mountain tonight. ”

Zhang Hao stretched out his fist and hammered his strong chest with a bang, and said with a straight face.

"Yes, yes. Seeing this burly and tall man's assurance, the old man nodded hurriedly.

As soon as he thought of the bandits on Pingshui Mountain, he felt incomparable hatred in his heart, and immediately pointed out the direction.

Zhang Shaotian said goodbye and led the children of the Zhang family to rush all the way, and for a while, the wind suddenly rose, and the Taoist figure disappeared into the distance.

The old man bent his back and watched quietly.

The team soon came to the foot of Pingshui Mountain, and Zhang Shaotian said in a deep voice: "This time to eradicate the bandits, don't take it lightly. ”

"Third brother, let's go up quickly, I can't wait. Zhang Haomeng's resolute face showed a look of impatience.

Immediately afterwards, led by Zhang Shaotian, a team of more than 100 people marched towards the desolate and dark mountain.

The cottage was eerie, the dark green flames flickered in the moonlight, and the patrolling bandits walked around, revealing a sense of solemnity.

At this moment, a white thunderbolt with a whistling sound that tore through the air struck the watchtower in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Accompanied by screams and the sound of the building slowly collapsing, the bandits in charge of patrolling the cottage were startled and ran with knives.

"What's going on?!"

Quite a few people shouted at the top of their voices.

Countless bolts of thunder and lightning rushed in and struck the approaching bandits fiercely.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Someone reacted, screaming in horror with wide eyes.

In their field of vision, a handsome man in a dark robe fell to the ground, and he shouted coldly, "Kill!"

Immediately after, countless Dao figures flew out, each holding a magic weapon and launching a fierce attack.

Zhang Haomeng exuded a fierce momentum, he flashed in front of a person, clenched his fists and smashed it away, only to hear a dull heart-palpitating sound, and a figure flew out upside down like a sandbag.

One of them held a knife in both hands, jumped up, and slashed down fiercely at the top of Zhang Haomeng's head.

The long knife sliced through the air current, causing a sharp roar, which was then blocked by the raised arm, and let out a sonorous sound.

Zhang Shaomeng's arm flowed with golden light, as if it was covered with a layer of golden armor and indestructible.

"Die!" he staggered, swinging his arms and smashing out.

The man only felt a flower in front of him, and a sharp pain suddenly came out, and his consciousness was annihilated.

After Zhang Haomeng smashed him with one arm, he leaned forward and bent his legs slightly, and the whole person rushed into the dense bandits with a whoosh like a cannonball.

Possessed by golden light, he kept the sharp flying swords and long knives out, and countless angry shouts resounded in the air around him.

And Zhang Haomeng looked at the besieging bandits with a horrified look, like a madman who was brave and incomparable, killing their brothers with his bare hands.

A palm slashed diagonally on the neck, and the bone cracked with a click, and the neck of the person who was hit fell to the ground twisted, and his legs and feet twitched spasmodically a few times, and the next moment he was out of breath.

The strength of his fist was like a rainbow, like a violent storm, and the rushing energy was violently extinguished, and the thumping and dull sound rose, and the screams and wails continued.

One of the bandits with a square scarf wrapped around his head retreated in fright, pinched his right hand, and shot out a ball of flames the size of a basin and smashed it towards Zhang Haomeng.

The ball of flame carried a fierce wind, and then it was held against a golden palm and stopped in the air.

Zhang Haomeng's right hand slammed into his hands, and the blazing flames dissipated in the blink of an eye, and he stared at the bandit who was casting the spell, and laughed hehehe.

The man was so frightened that he turned around and was about to flee, only to feel the wind whistling in his ears, and a palm the size of a fan with terrifying force slapped straight above his head.

Bang!

The man's head immediately sunk down, and he fell to the ground bleeding from all seven orifices.

The children of the Zhang family played a Dao spell, and their momentum was irresistible and defeated the bandits who tried to stop them.

Zhang Fengqing's expression was cold, he was holding a long sword, his body was like a flash of thunder, and the awe-inspiring snow-white sword light appeared in everyone's eyes, and blood fell one after another.

A sword strangled the layers of energy, he held the hilt of the sword, and the sword was incomparably slashed and slashed one bandit after another.

The sharp sword qi surged away, and the skull rolled to the ground, and the vision was still clear before death.

Zhang Luodi held a pen in his hand, played a pitch-black pen, and walked the dragon and snake in the rushing bandits, and one corpse fell to the ground in response, and blood flowed from the wound.

A person circled behind him, and saw the right time to swing his sword and slash, the sharp blade with a piercing whistling sound in the air, like a miserable white arc of the moon that made people's hearts tremble.

Zhang Luodi's face was indifferent, he turned around with a pen in his hand and blocked it, and the sonorous sound was loud, and then his footsteps moved and he crossed it in a dashing stroke.

The wolf swept lightning through his neck, a straight line of blood emerged, and the man's eyes widened, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

He clutched his hands around his throat, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing like a pillar.

On the other side, Zhang Qiuling's beautiful cheeks were full of murderous aura, her white jade palm was like glass, and the turbulent palm power was like an angry wave.

Many people could not resist the offensive and were beaten alive until they vomited blood.

The palm wind whistled, blowing on people's bodies, and they couldn't help but feel cool.

Zhang Qiuling slashed away with a palm, an arc with sharp energy, and in an instant, he cut off the waist of a person who was leaping over, and slapped it with another palm, and the palm print that emitted light rushed away, shattering all the sternum of one person.

Not far away, Zhang Hongyi held a red meteor hammer, and when he waved it, the momentum was heavy, and the violent wind bombarded the bodies of one person after another, and the thudming sound made people's hearts palpitate.

A rugged-faced bandit held two knives and slashed out pieces of knives towards Zhang Hongyi.

Zhang Hongyi picked up the Red Meteor Hammer in his right hand, and after the attacking sword was extinguished and scattered, his figure flashed away and came to the front of the man, and the Red Meteor Hammer fell heavily on the erected double knives.

The sound of gold and iron clashing rang out suddenly.

The bandit's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a feeling of pain in his arms, and the whole person couldn't bear the pressure and half-knelt on the ground.

Zhang Hongyi held the Red Meteor Hammer in his hand, smashed the double knives and flew away with great force, and then fell down immediately after being raised high.

Bang!

The rotten melons crumbled, and the hair was covered with blood.

The cottage of Nuoda was filled with gunsmoke, and the shouts and screams were endless.

"What! A group of monks have already entered the cottage?!"

A strong man with a big shoulder and a round waist with a scar widened his eyes angrily, and shouted in his mouth.

"Yes...... Yes......" the subordinate who had come to report lowered his head and said in a resigned manner.

"Rubbish!" scolded.

"Comer...... The strength is very strong......" his subordinates felt the killing intent of their hearts palpitating, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes...... There are several foundation-building monks......"

Hearing this, several people present looked shocked.

"Could it be the team of the imperial court?" said the man with a thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes.

"No, they don't dress like that. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he responded truthfully.

"Damn, they're full!, and they're running to clean us up?" slammed the table into powder with anger in Scar's chest.

"In that case, shall we go and tell the man?" said one of them, with a twinkle in his eyes.

The swarthy man snorted coldly, "Are you sure? When the prohibition in our body is attacked, it will be like life is worse than death." ”

Hearing this, fear appeared on the faces of these people.

This evil cultivator is extremely cruel, and once it is provoked, it will trigger the prohibition in their body, causing them to die and cry out in pain.

This kind of punishment has made these people already feel uneasy.

"Forget it, our brother rushed out and killed all the people who attacked the village!" shouted the scar man.

The rest of the people's minds turned, and they felt that this was the only way to go.

"How dare you attack our cottage, I want to see how strong the people who come are?" the swarthy man's face showed a hideous expression.

At this time, the few bandits present who had cultivated to build a foundation were awe-inspiring in their eyes at this moment, and even the surrounding temperature plummeted a lot.