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The embarrassed little Taoist priest held the steel knife tightly, and the tip of the knife pierced into the hearts of the Cheng family's subordinates, and the next moment, the surrounding mountain bandits erupted in applause.

originally gave up resistance and wanted to watch the other party kill his subordinates of the Cheng family, but for some reason he suddenly tried his best and grabbed the steel knife one by one.

He moved his body back vigorously while shouting viciously: "Kill people to pay for your life, pay off debts, if you kill me today, someone will kill you tomorrow! When Lao Tzu dies, he will become an evil ghost and haunt you, a murderer, what kind of Tao are you cultivating? Yama Dao or evil ghost Dao!

The bloody saliva sprayed directly on Xu Yan's body, and the other party's dying scolding once again caused the mountain bandits to laugh, and the little Taoist priest whose eyes became red shouted hysterically and desperately pressed the handle of the knife, but was stuck by the other party's one-handed stubbornly, and the two of them were just between life and death, constantly moving, constantly retreating, and getting farther and farther away from the mountain road and the carriage on the mountain road.

In the carriage, the closed-eyed old man opened his eyes in vain after hearing the servant's scolding, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a faint hope rose.

The subordinates of the Cheng family will not talk much, this is the rule of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion.

The loyal servants of the Cheng family, even if they die, will not issue such vicious curses, such strange insults and vicious curses should not appear on those loyal servants who are not afraid of death.

It's the fear of death, and there's something else!

Through the thin curtain of the carriage, the old man found the crowd moving farther away, he couldn't see Xu Yan in the crowd, but saw that the bandits in front of the carriage had been reduced from hundreds to only a dozen.

Some people were watching with their feet crossed, and some mountain bandits simply walked directly to the crowd because they couldn't see the farce in the distance clearly.

The Cheng family's subordinates, who were covered in blood, and the stupid little Taoist priest completely attracted the attention of all the bandits under the good show of killing people and being killed.

Life!

Cheng Yu's heart suddenly flashed a hint of realization, the old man slowly leaned out of the car with one hand at this time, grabbed the reins of the horse, he shook hard, and the horse that was originally standing suddenly began to move forward, and gradually trotted up.

There were more than a dozen bandits left in front of the car, standing sparsely, all smiling and looking at the little Taoist priest in the crowd, at this time someone suddenly noticed that the carriage was moving, and after being stunned, the man immediately shouted: "Stop! They want to run!"

The exclamation of the bandits attracted the cold eyes of the three owners of Yuanshanzhai, and almost all the bandits turned their heads, and at the same time, Xu Yan's hand holding the knife suddenly strengthened.

Burst!

The blood line splashed again, spraying Xu Yan's face, and the tip of the knife against the other party's heart finally sank into the chest and abdomen, and penetrated through the back of the Cheng family's subordinates.

When a person is dying, his face is bound to be distorted, especially when he is killed alive.

The eyes of the Cheng family's subordinates have lost their brilliance, and they are still staring viciously at the little Taoist priest in front of him with a panicked face when they are dying, but no one knows that at the moment of his death, there is a trace of unknown praise in the depths of his eyes.

When he was dying, he heard two voices, one was Xu Yan's silent roar of 'retreat', and the other was the sound of a horsewhip.

Yes, only the farther he retreats, can he lure the mountain bandits to his side, and let the old man and his family in that carriage find a life in this mortal place!

The sound of the sinking knife in the abdomen pulled the eyes of the mountain bandits back again, not because they wanted to see it, but a subconscious behavior.

Although the mountain bandits all knew that the carriage had escaped, and if they didn't catch up as soon as possible, the fat in their mouths might fly away, but the previous show was too exciting, and no one wanted to miss the final ending.

They want to take a look at the process of the little Taoist priest's killing, and see the strength of the last knife.

"Stop them!"

The drunkenness of the flying centipede finally woke up all the mountain bandits, this group of people was not too far from the carriage, and they could catch up with them by running a few dozen steps, especially in front of the carriage, there were more than ten people, all of them waved steel knives to intercept.

It's just a horse, and a person can chop it up with a knife.

"I killed someone, I killed someone!"

The little Taoist priest with a bloody face suddenly shouted in the crowd: "I am a Taoist priest, be merciful...... I killed someone!ahhh!!hh

The sight of killing a living person with his own hands finally made the little Taoist priest go crazy, and he shouted desperately, and the steel knife in his hand was thrown out with his random dance, and the direction was not right, and it happened to pierce the horse's buttocks.

Burst!

Wow!

Raising his front hooves, the eyes of the horse who had been stabbed were filled with a frightened look, and the fear caused by the pain finally frightened the horse, so the two mountain bandits who had just pounced were kicked out by the horse's hooves, and the sand was raised, pulling the carriage of Cheng Yu's family away.

Amazing!

Legend has it that a great general once defeated thousands of enemies with a frightened horse, and if the horse was frightened, it exerted almost twice as much strength as usual.

The speed that was not fast was turned into a lightning speed after the steel knife flew, not only kicking the mountain bandits who blocked the way, but also stepping on several people under the hooves, and a mountain bandit was crushed by the wheels of the carriage.

In the chaos, a bloody road was rushed, and the carriage sped away in the distance, and a few unwilling mountain bandits were thrown out of the way as soon as they put their hands on the wheels, and the steel knives in their hands flew out.

At the horse's hips, the steel knife pierced more than a foot into less than half, did not hurt the horse's legs, but inserted in the muscles at the tip of the buttocks, if someone carefully looked at it, they might find that the depth and strength of the steel knife were in order to shock the horses to the greatest extent, and also let the horses retain all their strength and gallop out.

A knife that is extremely delicate!

This kind of strength and direction is no longer something that ordinary martial artists can do, and it takes years of practice.

The carriage has already rushed out of the encirclement, and no one will care about the strength and position of the knife, and the big boss of Yuanshanzhai roared angrily in the rear: "Chase me up, don't live out, don't leave a single one!"

Hulala, crowded with people, mixed footsteps.

The bandits chased after them, on two legs, and they had no horses.

The two or three owners of the village were also blown up at this time, and the two masters of the cold thunder threw off the big stride, like a hill and rushed out, the speed at the beginning was comparable to the startling horse, but was soon thrown out of the distance, the third master Lu Hai was cunning, he did not catch up, but went straight to the second carriage.

It is difficult for manpower to catch up with the horses, although the three village owners are extraordinary, but they can't catch up with the horses, but the second carriage is different, as long as you drive this carriage to catch up, when the horses are exhausted, you should be able to catch up.

"I killed! I killed!"

As soon as Lu Hai came to the carriage, he saw a little Taoist priest covered in blood running to the carriage at some point, rummaging through something while muttering: "Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, where are you! I killed someone, I'm so scared! Xiao Hei come and save me!"

Blackie?

Lu Hai was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart what Xiao Hei is.

Whoa, whoa!

In the stunned kung fu of the three masters, with Xu Yan's random rummaging, some silver was sprinkled on the car, and seeing the white silver, many mountain bandits had long forgotten what carriage to chase, and their eyes were rolling wildly.

It was not only silver that fell out of the car, but also some broken gold leaves, followed by landscape paintings and calligraphy, as well as valuable jade, an inkstone made of white jade fell to pieces on the side of the road, and the thick ink with the fragrance of the spring was sprinkled all over the place.

Maybe the ordinary mountain bandits don't have much knowledge, but the big boss of Yuanshanzhai has a good vision, the flying centipede looked at the trampled calligraphy under Xu Yan's feet and the white jade inkstone powder that must be extremely valuable, his heart twitched, and he shouted with hatred: "Third brother, stop that kid for me! Don't let him throw it!"

Catching up with a group of old and weak women and children is just for a while, and if these precious family items are all destroyed by that kid, it will really be in vain.

That's all money, real money is the foothold of this group of mountain bandits.