Chapter Seventy-Eight: Rescue!(Collect!)

The huge body of the demon wing dragon rose into the air, and the situation in the east of the village came into Chu Feng's eyes, Yin Qingmeng and her demon beasts both mastered the ability to tear apart the void, and then shuttled through the void at will, the speed was naturally faster than Chu Feng and the others, so it was normal to be able to reach the east of the village one step faster.

Chu Feng looked intently at the east end of the village, where the demon beast under Yin Qingmeng's seat was fighting with another huge demon beast, but it seemed that the hideous-looking demon beast could not fight the demon beast under Yin Qingmeng's seat, and behind them was a group of frightened villagers, it seemed that there were only a few people, and the suffering they suffered could be imagined how cruel it was.

Not only that, in front of the demon beast under Yin Qingmeng's seat, the hideous and ferocious demon beast was also much smaller in size, but it was superior in number, which was enough to contain it.

However, Yin Qingmeng's side is not good-looking, her strong strength comes from the ancient spear before, but after the spear was destroyed by Chu Feng as a last resort, Yin Qingmeng's combat power directly dropped by a few grades.

Seeing that Yin Qingmeng was defeated by the mountain bandits, he dodged everywhere.

The demon beasts under her seat were entangled by countless demon beasts under the mountain bandits, and they couldn't get out of their bodies to help Yin Qingmeng.

"Hehe, Miss Yin, I respect you as the number one master in Chusheng Village, and you are so beautiful, so I didn't kill the killer. The mountain bandit smiled fiercely and said: "Miss Yin, I advise you to follow this king, it is much more comfortable to follow this king to eat and drink spicy food than in your small village." ”

It was not Yin Qingmeng's words that responded to the bandit leader, but a long sword in her hand.

The sword seemed to have the same function as the spear before it, but the power that burst out was not at all something that the spearman could hide.

I saw that the sword body on the sword was wrapped in a cyan energy, and it slashed towards the bandit head with a fierce momentum.

Seeing this, a small minion beside the bandit leader raised his knife to meet him.

However, this little minion seemed to have underestimated Yin Qingmeng a little, and the long sword slashed his throat in just an instant.

Then the sword body was picked again, and the body of the little minion was directly cut in two by the sharp blade.

"Up, give it all to me, I want to catch it alive. The bandit leader was also stunned, he thought that Yin Qingmeng was already at the end of the crossbow, but he didn't expect that he could still burst out with such combat power.

A group of small minions in shock heard an angry shout from the bandit leader, and then they came to their senses, and they all regained their hideous faces, roaring "wow, yes" in their mouths, brandishing machetes in their hands, and killing Yin Qingmeng.

Yin Qingmeng's autumn eyes were slightly condensed, and there was no trace of fear in his starry eyes, on the contrary, he was full of condensation, clenched the long sword in his hand, and said to the remaining villagers: "You guys go quickly, my palace." ”

"Qingmeng, how can we leave you alone to survive, if something happens to you, how can we explain to your father? ”

One of them, a middle-aged man covered in blood and holding a firewood knife in his right hand, said.

"Hurry up, if you don't go, you won't be able to leave. Yin Qingmeng frowned slightly, and let out a low cry from her mouth, and before the words fell, the group of mountain bandits had already rushed in front of her.

Seeing this, Yin Qingmeng drank again: "Hurry up." ”

Then the light and shadow in his hand moved, and the blood-stained long sword stabbed out like a macro lightning.

Poof!

A fountain-like pillar of blood gushed out from the mountain bandit's chest, followed by a muffled snort, and before the mountain bandit at the front could see how Yin Qingmeng made a move, his chest was ruthlessly pierced.

However, the others behind the mountain bandit who was pierced through the chest swarmed and stepped on the mountain bandit who fell in front of him and killed Yin Qingmeng.

In the face of so many people, Yin Qingmeng's slender hand shook slightly, and he quickly waved his sword hand, and there was no panic on his face.

Subsequently, Yin Qingmeng did not hesitate at all, the long sword in his hand kept waving up and down, and every time the sword was cut out, a mountain bandit fell and was killed.

For a while, the blood mist was flying, and the screams were everywhere, although there were many mountain bandits, but at this moment, they were just watermelons to be slaughtered in front of Yin Qingmeng, and they were killed at will.

These little minions are still a little bit worse than trying to deal with Yin Qingmeng.

Seeing this, the bandit leader in the distance gradually became solemn, and when Yin Qingmeng finally revealed a flaw, the bandit leader's figure moved instantly.

Suddenly, Yin Qingmeng subconsciously felt a killing intent towards her.

Without the slightest hesitation, she put the sword in her hand in front of her crotch, and the vitality in her body also burst out, but just when she was doing all this, the machete of the bandit leader came as scheduled, and slashed straight at Yin Qingmeng's sword.

"Bell!!"

"Click!"

Although Yin Qingmeng made full defensive preparations the moment he found out that the bandit leader had made a move, who knew that the strength of the bandit leader was too strong, which shocked Yin Qingmeng's hand numb, and the sword was cut off with a single sword, becoming two pieces.

Not only that, but the thin strands of empty clothes on Yin Qingmeng's chest were also cut by the cold blade, which happened to be bad, revealing half of the snow white, and the bandit leader's eyes were straight, and his eyes were full of greed, and Yin Qingmeng subconsciously protected his chest with his left hand in the end.

Then those mountain bandits surrounded Yin Qingmeng, and some of them walked towards the names of the villages that refused to flee, wanting to kill again.

"Hehe, this chick is really imaginative, what a goblin. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let the king hear it in a while, be careful of your life. ”

The eyes of those little bandits looking at Yin Qingmeng were exactly the same as those of the bandit leader.

"Get out of the way. The bandit leader pushed away the crowd, half-squatted in front of Yin Qingmeng, and said, "How about it, Miss Yin, are you going to serve me? Or do you want me to solve you on the spot and reward it to my brothers?"

The bandit leader smiled hideously, and when the little minions around him heard this, they also secretly thought in their hearts, how good it would be if this little girl didn't agree.

"Hmph, I won't die from a filthy person like you!" After that, the vitality in Yin Qingmeng's body burst up, constantly expanding, and it seemed that it was about to explode.

However, how could the bandit leader let Yin Qingmeng get his wish? The palm condensed slightly, and suppressed the swelling vitality in Yin Qingmeng's body.

"It's not that easy, you killed so many of my brothers, I won't let you die so easily. The bandit leader laughed fiercely twice, and then stretched out his big hand towards Yin Qingmeng, and at the same time said in his mouth: "Today I will let you taste what life is better than death!"

"Hahaha!"

And at this moment, a cold snort accompanied by a strong aura came: "Hmph, little thief, dare to make a mistake here?"

When the bandit leader heard the sound, he suddenly raised his head, only to see a figure in the sky descending rapidly.

"Groan!"

Then another sword groan came!

Whew!Whew!

Everywhere the cold light passed, no life was spared, and there was a scream of ghosts crying wolves among the crowd of mountain bandits, and in an instant, dozens of mountain bandits were swept by Chu Feng's sword storm like fragile wheat stalks, and the bodies of those mountain bandits all fell straight into a pool of blood.

"Who is it?"