On the official road, Tang Xiaobao, who was dressed in a blue robe, was surrounded by a group of black-clothed people.

"Du Chong'an, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, today is your death!"

A man in black said coldly.

The sword shone with cold light, the wind howled, the wind blew, and the leaves fell from the sky.

Tang Xiaobao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, finally put down the "corpse" in his hand, he held the child in one hand, and stood up with the scabbard in the other.

Looking around coldly at the group of black-clothed people around him, Tang Xiaobao's eyes were churning with murderous aura, thick anger and hatred, and his voice was even colder.

"I, Du Chong'an, have walked the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have never done anything unjust, nor do I want to kill more, but today, you actually attacked a woman who was powerless, I don't care who you are instructed by, today, all of you will die!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Xiaobao shook out a belt in his hand, wrapped the child around, shook his arms, put the doll behind his back, and tightened the belt in a blink of an eye.

A group of men in black rushed up, swords dragging out of the ground and rolling dust.

The electric fan next to it was turned on to the maximum gear, and in the dust, it was almost impossible to see the situation inside, only the sound of clanging bells and sharp weapons colliding sounded.

The fan stopped.

The dust cleared.

No one could stand in front of him, except for Tang Xiaobao.

"Click!"

"Stop, stylist, hurry!"

……

Tang Xiaobao was covered in blood, but he stood with his head held high, his eyes with death intent in his eyes.

Around him, there were many "corpses" lying horizontally.

Zhao Haiyang waved his hand.

In the woods, a group of black-clothed people rushed out again, and without saying a word, they rushed towards Tang Xiaobao.

Tang Xiaobao deceived himself like lightning, slashed horizontally with a sword, and a man in black fell to the ground with a thud.

Without stopping, Tang Xiaobao's sword swung on the ground, and a man in black in front of him fell to the ground.

In the later production, special effects will be used, the sword qi will be vertical and horizontal, and the corpse will be split with a sword.

Tang Xiaobao's fight was extremely fast, the sword was bound to see blood, killing one person in one step, and in the blink of an eye, his blue robe was stained with more blood.

There were already more than forty bodies on the ground.

Tang Xiaobao landed on the ground with his sword pillar and kept panting.

Suddenly, a dart was shot out of the woods.

Tang Xiaobao raised his head, kicked his feet, and his body went high into the air.

Then, Tang Xiaobao slammed into the tree and fell to the ground again.

"Stop!"

"Ahh

There was an exclamation.

Zhong Xue rushed to the front, Xiaoyanzi followed, and a large group of people surrounded him.

Tang Xiaobao's buttocks landed on the ground, grinning in pain, his face was gray, and the doll on his back also fell to the side.

"Are you okay, what's going on?You are so good at martial arts, how could you make such a mistake?" Zhao Haiyang asked with a frown.

The original design was that Tang Xiaobao wanted to fly and jump onto a big tree, and then cut it down with a sword, and the corpse of a man in black would fall from the tree.

But who would have thought that Wei Ya was tied to his body, and Tang Xiaobao actually hit a tree.

This kind of thing is really hard to encounter.

Tang Xiaobao pointed to Weiya behind him, and said unhappily: "It's not that Weiya is harmed, I'm not used to it." ”

Yes, he has teleportation skills and can work lightly, filming this kind of scene is too simple for him.

But this kind of simplicity is based on a premise, that is, you have to use light work, don't use Wiyara.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Tang Xiaobao's reason is difficult to convince the public.

Now making this kind of kung fu movie, especially martial arts films, who doesn't use Weiya, how can they shoot without Weiya, can they still fly up?

In the end, it was Zheng Ping who came to relieve the siege: "It's okay, I've been behaving well just now, just get used to it slowly, you're not hurt, are you?"

"It's not hurt, it's fine. Tang Xiaobao patted his buttocks, tied the doll to his back, and picked up the sword: "Come on, come on, try a few more times, don't shoot yet, wait for me to get acquainted with it." ”

"Okay, come on, pay attention, let's start. ”

Wia moved.

Tang Xiaobao didn't move, but as a result, he was pulled off his head and feet in an instant.

Boom!

Tang Xiaobao's head hit the trunk of the tree.

Yes!

There was a burst of exclamation, and everyone moved forward together.

"Mr. Tang, are you okay?"

"Yes, Mr. Tang, slow down. ”

"Are you alright?"

Everyone is very concerned.

Tang Xiaobao shook his head: "I'm fine." ”

He has the innate qi to protect his body, and he is indeed fine, but he is making a fool of himself.

"Come again. ”

Tang Xiaobao said.

"Are you still coming?" Xiaoyanzi frowned: "You rest, it's better to go and check, how can you fight so hard." ”

"I really don't have one, come. Tang Xiaobao waved his hand.

A group of staff members all looked at Zhao Haiyang.

Zhao Haiyang smiled helplessly: "Let him come again." ”

The third, the fourth, the fifth.

Another triple fall.

Tang Xiaobao was embarrassed again and again.

The first time it hung upside down in mid-air.

The second time, his back hit the trunk of a tree.

The third time, I hit my head again.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

I've never met someone so stupid.

How can you never learn such a simple thing?

But is Tang Xiaobao stupid?

If you say this, you will laugh to death a group of people!

Tang Xiaobao himself was also red-faced, and finally got angry, and said to the staff: "Come on, come on, help me untie Weiya." ”

"Don't shoot anymore?" Zhao Haiyang asked with a smile.

"Shoot!"

"Then how do you take Weiya? Why don't you just go back and rest, this progress is good today, I'm afraid I'll break you." Zhao Haiyang said with a smile.

Zhong Xue also hurriedly said: "Yes, let's go back and rest first." ”

Everyone came to persuade them.

But Tang Xiaobao was determined: "Come on, come on, keep shooting, I can shoot without Weiya." ”

Yes?

The crowd was dumbfounded again.

How can you shoot without Wia?

Do you really want to fly?

This tree trunk is nearly ten meters long, do you think you have wings?

Tang Xiaobao smiled: "Don't look at me with this expression, I will work lightly." ”

"Poof!"

Hu Fei couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Tang, you are really humorous, and you are light, that is a good thing to make up in the novel, we are not children, your joke is not funny at all." ”

Everyone also held back their laughter, but looked at Hu Fei with strange eyes.

Suddenly, Hu Fei knew that he was a little presumptuous, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Tang, I'm joking with you, don't be angry." ”

"What are you angry about, haven't you ever seen light work? Come on, come on, let me open your eyes today. "Tang Xiaobao is happy.

Zhao Haiyang was shocked: "You really know how to do light work?"

"What do you say?"

"Definitely, come on, come on, let's open our eyes. Zhao Haiyang said eagerly.

Everyone looked at Zhao Haiyang with strange eyes again.

Tang Xiaobao is messing around, why are you also making trouble, you are the director, have you forgotten?

No longer explaining, knowing that everyone didn't believe it, Tang Xiaobao looked at the position of the trunk, kicked his feet, and everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Tang Xiaobao lost his trace.

This is no trivial task.

This is teleportation.

The speed is too fast, that is, in the blink of an eye, Tang Xiaobao is already standing on the ten-meter-high tree trunk, the blue robe on his body is still stained with blood, holding the sword in his hand, and shouting downward: "Hey, director, do you think this will work?"

Everyone was looking for Tang Xiaobao everywhere, and when they heard the voice, they all looked up, and their eyes widened. ]

Someone bites the lip.

Someone pinched his wrist.

Someone pinched someone's arm.

In the end, I was convinced that it was not a dream.

Tang Xiaobao...... He really flew up.