Behind a boulder, a bandit armed with a bow and crossbow was spotted, staring intently at the tent, not feeling the slightest danger. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The palm of his hand flipped over, and a dagger with a flickering cold light suddenly appeared.

Tiptoe to the ground, quietly moving towards the man.

There were still six feet away from the man, Lin Yi suddenly quickened his pace, and with a dodge, he suddenly came behind the man.

One hand covered his mouth, and the other held a sharp dagger, just a slight slash on the bandit's neck, and the bandit immediately stopped moving.

On his neck, a blood mark like a red line appeared.

A bandit died quietly.

Lin Yi snatched the bow and crossbow from him, and felt the heavy material and the elastic crossbow string, and knew that this thing was good.

"Looks like I've found a treasure. Lin Yi smiled slightly and put the bow and crossbow into his storage bag.

The crossbow body is made of fine animal bones, and the bowstring is made of the tendons of the Warcraft, so that such a crossbow machine is placed on the market, and it is impossible to buy it without a few hundred gold coins.

The powerful soul power was released, and the situation of all the hidden bandits around was clearly investigated by Lin Yi.

"And twenty-four bandits, hehe. Lin Yi sneered, and immediately swept towards the hiding place of the next bandit.

The bandits never thought that someone would break through the blockade and go around to their rear!

Once again, he hid beside the bandit, and the dagger in his hand was gently raised, slashing slightly at his neck.

"Huh!"

Before there was any sound, another bandit was quietly killed by Lin Yi.

The rest of the bandits, without exception, were killed one by one in Lin Yi's lurking.

For each person killed, Lin Yi took the crossbows in their hands into his own bag, a total of twenty-five crossbows, all of which were captured by Lin Yi.

Just selling all the crossbows would be a lot of money.

And the bantam tiger king Chong in front of the camp tent was completely unaware of this, and thought that behind him, there were dozens of crossbows supporting him.

Therefore, although he is still jealous of Mu Lao, after all, he still has an advantage.

So after hesitating for a while, he suddenly untied the meteor hammer wrapped around his waist, and the thick vitality was released in an instant.

"Hmph, old ghost of the Mu family, come out and taste my Mixed Yuan Flow Golden Hammer!"

The Bantam Tiger King let out a sinister laugh and rushed towards the big tent.

The hundreds of pounds of flowing gold hammer seemed to be nothing in his hands, and he could control it freely.

"Look for death!"

There was a loud shout in the big tent, and Mu Lao was also angered by the bantam tiger king, picked up a Zhangba snake spear, and greeted it.

When Mu Lao rushed out of the camp, the bantam tiger king Chong was overjoyed.

"Since you're out, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" The smile on the face of the Bantam Tiger King was even stronger, he had no intention of facing Mu Lao Fair at all.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The Bantam Tiger King shouted loudly, but the change in the next moment made his face change slightly.

"What's the situation?" the Bantam Tiger King was stunned, "How can no one listen to my orders?"

Just as he hesitated, Mu Lao's Zhangba Snake Spear had already come to him.

"Flame Snake Spear!" Mu Lao's fiery vitality was released from his hand and wrapped around the spear.

Suddenly, a monstrous heat wave hit the face of the bantam tiger king!

"Damn, old immortal thing!" the Bantam Tiger King rushed and didn't have time to retreat, so he had to face it hard.

'Bang!' There was a loud bang, and the two colors of red and gold soared into the sky.

The full force of the two Condensation Realm powerhouses struck a huge wave of qi immediately.

The dust and smoke cleared, and both of them took ten steps back at the same time to stabilize their feet.

"Second master!" the tall man stepped forward and supported the bantam next to him.

Bantam broke free, and said with an angry face: "Don't worry about it, you go and see the brothers, what's going on, this old guy will be handed over to me!"

Seeing that the bantam insisted on this, the tall man had no choice but to give up and follow the bantam's orders.

"You're going to die today!" said Bantam Tiger as he looked at Mu Lao and said viciously.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have a kind, you'll come!" Old Mu raised his spear and attacked fiercely.

On the other side, a tall man flew to the hiding place of a bandit and suddenly smelled a hint of blood.

The already tense heart suddenly became more solemn.

A bad premonition began to ferment in his heart.

The tall man slowed his pace and walked towards the hiding place.

When he walked behind the boulder, a man in a copycat uniform lay on the ground.

"Wake up, wake up!" the tall man kicked with his foot, but the man remained motionless.

I touched his snort with my hand and found that he was out of breath.

The skin on his body was cold, and there was still a streak of blood on his neck.

It looks like someone has cut his throat with a knife.

These brothers are all good players who have been fighting with him for many years, and the tall man knows better than anyone what his strength is.

I don't dare to say that one is ten, but at least in the face of one or two martial artists of the same level, I can not fall into disadvantage.

But even so, someone still cut his throat with a knife.

Judging from this point, that person's strength is definitely not weak.

"Could it be that the Mu family secretly absconded?"

"Could it be that there are other strong people in the Mu family besides that old guy?"

Suddenly, a bad thought popped into his mind.

When the Bantam Tiger King rushed to give the order just now, no one responded.

Could it be that all the brothers have died like this man?

Thinking of this, the tall man hurriedly quickened his pace and ran to the next hiding place.

Sure enough, as he had guessed, the man, like the man before him, had been slashed in the throat.

The remaining twenty-three bandits, all of whom were killed, had their throats cut.

Seeing this scene, the tall man's head kept breaking out in a cold sweat, and if he could kill so many elites of himself quietly, his strength must not be weak!

"Are there any still alive!" the tall man roared angrily.

"Stop yelling. ”

Just as the tall man roared, a voice sounded behind him.

Then, there was a steady sound of footsteps.

From the sound of footsteps, it can be known that this person's footsteps are orderly and very calm.

The tall man's spine was covered with cold sweat.

He was sure that the owner of this footstep must have something to do with it!

"You say, how many rounds can you hold on to my hands?" the voice sounded again, and the footsteps were less than five feet behind him.

The tall man turned around slowly, and he didn't dare to refute such provocative words.

The man who can quietly kill twenty-five good hands will never be weaker than him, at least he thinks so.

But the next moment, when he turned around completely, he saw an extremely immature face.

So young?

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