The wind blew the reeds, like the tide surging at night, and a thick murderous aura lingered in the battle circle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The old ancestor took the Mongolian knife from my waist, he said that red copper is not used to kill, but in fact these people are more terrible than ghosts.

At this time, there were sparse Han people running out of the post station, they were equipped with big knives, I wanted to call them to help deal with the miscellaneous soldiers, but these people were already frightened, and they didn't care about others at all.

They ran west without looking back, and I was so chilled that it was despicable for people who were so vain and only cared for themselves. However, "flying separately when disaster comes" is out of human instinct, if it were me, I probably wouldn't have the courage to pick up a knife to face a dozen tall and fierce men.

Just when I was thinking, the scene in front of me made me stunned, Bao Cai and Wang Bajian exclaimed, in the battle circle of confrontation, one of the big men in purple and black robes took out the Western Regions stainless steel claw, the claw flew straight to the back of the fleeing Han people, and in an instant, the blood slid out of a blood arc in the air with the steel claw that was withdrawn.

The Han man who fell behind fell down, he twitched on the ground, but he did not die, the gloomy gaze of the purple-robed man swept coldly and disdainfully over the body of the fleeing man. I was shocked by the blow he had just struck.

When I was a child, I read "Hundred Steps Through Yang", "Oil Seller" and other articles about practice makes perfect, this purple and black robed man's skills in practice makes perfect add a kind of control ability, just now the Han who escaped from him at least 20 meters away, I didn't expect that such a long distance, he can hit him accurately, this kind of ability is really terrifying.

I only heard him say coldly: "Whoever dares to run again, grandpa will let him go to hell immediately!" At this point, the men who were about to flee to the reeds stopped in place like wooden men, and they turned around, not daring to say a word, not daring to move a step, and that cowardly appearance was completely inconsistent with their own tall and mighty image.

"Bloody!" The old ancestor's eyes flashed: "I didn't expect you to shrink into this place......"

The bloody man glanced at the old ancestor and said, "Hairy boy, do you know my nickname?"

The old ancestor looked calm and light, and said, "Uh...... Because there are a lot of portraits of you posted on the posters, and the reward is very high, I wanted to rely on you to go to the government to exchange some wine and meat money!"

I listened to what the ancestor said, I almost didn't stand firm, at this time, I knew that the other party was cruel, so I should pretend not to know, so as not to be killed, but the ancestor didn't care at all. I suddenly sympathized with the people of Kinmen, how worried would they be when they encountered such a big heart as my ancestors?

"You kid, what an arrogant mouth!" Bloody flicked up the steel claws in his hand in anger, and said, "See if I don't pull out your tongue later......"

In the duel between two masters, generally whoever moves the liver fire first will lose, and because the blood demon is despised, he entered this state early. Just look at his messy moves, no rules, and the old ancestor always maintains a smiling expression, his appearance is confident in our eyes, but in the eyes of the blood is an insult.

The dancing steel claws were bloodstained, chilling in the moonlight. The old ancestor seemed to be dodging and did not gain the upper hand, but his pace was steady, without a trace of panic.

Blood in the battle circle, it seems that he is fighting actively, but in fact, he is being led by the nose of the ancestor, he is getting more and more anxious, his breathing begins to be unsteady, and the beads of sweat on his head are also trickling down.

Seeing this scene, Turan shouted: "Brother Liang, don't be confused by this little thief!" However, these words came a little later, and his bloody face became redder and redder, thinking that he was being tricked by the ancestors, and his adrenaline soared to the highest point.

The old ancestor looked at him contemptuously, and said: "Yo, you want to pull out my tongue, is this the ability?" These words greatly stimulated the blood, thinking that he had been famous in the rivers and lakes, and now he was devalued by a hairy boy, and he felt that his face was gloomy, and he couldn't wait to draw the tendons of the ancestor, pick the skin of the ancestor, and drink the blood of the ancestor.

The steel claws shook more and more widely, and faster and faster, and a thin man in a white robe saw this, and shouted, "Get out of the way!" As soon as the words fell, the swirling steel claws went out of control, and it grabbed the face of Turan's men, taking away a large piece of flesh, and the men screamed, and the wound was deep to the bone.

The white-robed thin man couldn't stand it, so he immediately pulled out his sword and took it with the steel claws, which wrapped around the sword and stopped at once.

At this time, the blood demon was already angry and red-eyed, seeing that he was under human control, and the anger in his heart was even worse, and no matter who the person behind him was, he was about to dig out the face of the white-robed thin man with one hand. Seeing this, the white-robed thin man turned around, flashed lightly behind the bloody demon, and hit the bloody acupuncture point directly with his elbow. The blow came accurately, and the bloody fainted and fell to the ground, and the white-robed thin man took advantage of this to remove the rope wrapped around the long sword, and complained: "It's really a little grumpy......

The old ancestor looked at him and said, "I know his temper ......."

"You?" the white-robed thin man raised his eyes to look at the old ancestor and asked, "Who are you?"

The Old Ancestor shrugged his shoulders and said, "Nameless, but I know who you are. Sanqing Swordsman...... Because my mother was insulted by the officers and soldiers, she killed more than a dozen people on the other side......"

When the Sanqing swordsman heard this, his body was slightly stunned, and his hand holding the sword couldn't help but tighten a little. Obviously, he was poked in the sore spot by his ancestors. His face was full of gloom, but he was trying his best to control the emotions he wanted to explode, and then, in this contradictory state of mind, the expression of the Sanqing swordsman became more distorted and strange.

The little Taoist priest was dealing with Turan's men, and he retreated to the side of the old ancestor and said, "Do you have to debunk the people one by one?" Sure enough, he was speechless: "All of them are wanted by the government, and it is not good for us to provoke them!"

The old ancestor said: "It is one who can be angry to death, otherwise there are so many people, isn't it tiring to fight down!"

Hearing this reason, Baocai and I almost knelt down, and Wang Bajian praised the old ancestor for his resourcefulness with a look of admiration.

The Sanqing swordsman listened to the old ancestor say indifferently, and finally broke out, he attacked the old ancestor with his sword, and the corner of the old ancestor's mouth raised slightly, what he wanted was such an effect.

There were a total of seven people coming out of the various post stations, and they were all Han Chinese. In addition to the Blood Demon and the Sanqing Swordsman, the other five people all looked at the Old Ancestor, the Little Daoist, and the Treasurer with expressionless faces. Since they are important criminals who are arrested by the government with a reward, their strength should not be underestimated. The ancestor had reminded us that we should always be ready to run, but now that we are in this situation, these five masters have not made a move, and it is really difficult for us to escape from it.

Soon, the Kushi and the little Taoist priest solved most of the miscellaneous soldiers, and at this time, the five people who were fixed in place, like a rock, moved, and Turan was outside the battle circle, and smiled confidently, if he was not completely sure, he would not have such an expression.

We looked at our ancestors with three hearts. A man with a red face and a beautiful hair that reached his chest confronted the treasurer, according to Baocai, he was Guan Yu's cosplay version. And the little Taoist priest faced a middle-aged man with a strange and ugly face, and half of his face seemed to be fused together. The other silver frost old woman and a little girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old turned their eyes on us and the few Han people who had fled from the desert, one on crutches and the other with a soft whip, approaching us step by step. (To be continued.) )