Taolin Village, in front of the pharmacy:

The bald head saw that the one who did bad things for himself was actually a little hairy head, and couldn't help scolding:

"Undersmoked imp! Are you in such a hurry to go back to your mother's womb and reincarnate! ”

"Death to the murderer! Punishment for those who hurt people! ”

Jiang Feng stomped the "Silver Snake Red Letter" into the soil. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The blood-red blade of the spear radiates endless killing intent, as if it shows that it has a soul of its own, a bloodthirsty personality. Direct sunlight could not warm the icy chill.

Wu Cheng knew that Yuan Xing, the trapped beast, would not last long, so he closed his eyes early and waited for the bald heads to load the gold on the horses. But suddenly, he noticed a strange and familiar ghostly aura, and couldn't help but carve a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows.

Wu Cheng opened his eyes, and when he saw the "Silver Snake Red Letter" not far away, he suddenly stretched out his eyeballs angrily, and a cold and piercing light burst out from them. His hand pressed on the bone chopping knife at his waist, and he couldn't suppress the surging in his heart!

A child?

A good sentence is that the murderer dies, and the wounder is punished! Such a sentence came from the mouth of a child who was not yet ten years old.

Is it ridiculed? Or is it shocking?

However, the power of words ultimately falls on strength. Wu Cheng felt that this transaction was not a loss, and in addition to gold, there were more interesting things.

The bald head looked at Jiang Feng, who looked like a little adult in front of him, and he was not in a hurry to start, he stepped on the Eight Desolation Sword that Yuan Xing had just thrown and said, "Look at your eldest brother, he has thrown the sword at the feet of Lao Tzu." Just one move to surrender the damn obedient weapon! What are you doing here? Why don't you help him over and kowtow? Maybe Lao Tzu is in a good mood, maybe he will let you die as a dog! ”

Jiang Feng didn't say anything, squatted down and pressed his body against the body of the gun, and pressed down to the ground. Jiang Feng curled his body, gathered strength and was ready to go, and the "poisonous snake" in his hand raised his head and spat out the letter. The same move is reproduced, the child knows in his heart that the opponent's strength is extraordinary, if he doesn't do his best, he can't save Yuan Xing, not to mention, he will not be able to keep his life.

What is the origin of the other party, the notorious West Mountain horse thief. Burn, kill, rob, and do all kinds of evil. Even when faced with a child, they don't fight alone.

"A hairy little ghost also wants to fight Lao Tzu?" The bald head raised his arm, hooked his fingers, and the horse thief next to him closed around.

A group of horse thieves in front of him hugged him, Jiang Feng jumped on the spot, stabbed the spear downward into the soil, and used the falling pressure to use the gun body as a lever to provoke a large area of earth and rocks. Then Jiang Feng swept through the air with the tail of the gun, the soil and rocks shattered, and the front was suddenly covered with sand and soil.

In the crack of the door of Qiao Youwu, the fat and thin Taoist priest saw the battle situation seriously.

"Senior brother, Jiang Feng, this kid is also our apprentice, can you watch him being besieged and killed by horse thieves?"

"That's right...... But there are many people on the other side, especially the head on the horse, the sword just now showed its power, and it is definitely not idle! Rashly exposed, I was only afraid of ......" Qi Hao squeezed his hands vigorously because of nervousness, "Jiang Feng used the sand just now...... That's right! It's time to brush up on a wave of assists! ”

……………………………………

When the horse thief paused, Jiang Feng took the opportunity to pick up Yuan Xing. The short body only supported the upper half of Yuan Xing's body, and he just dragged it away.

The horse thieves in the rear followed closely, and one of them jumped in the air with a quick volley and raised his knife to stab.

Yuan Xing knew that the pursuers in the rear had arrived, and he half-turned to face the horse thief, just as he saw that the opponent's killing weapon was approaching his throat. Yuan Xing relied on instinct and grabbed the blade with his bare hands. The blade was sharp, and the palm of the hand was bleeding like a torrent of blood.

At the same time that his left hand grabbed the blade, Yuan Xing turned over violently and rolled off Jiang Feng's body. With his right hand, he grabbed the thief by the neck. When Yuan Xing exerted his strength, blood continued to ooze from the wound on his shoulder.

"Brother Yuanxing!"

There were several slight and rapid incantations from inside the door of Qiao You's house:

"Haste as a law! The cold fog is called! ”

"Haste as a law! Frost from the call! ”

Several talismans shot out of the village chief's house. The spell of frost and mist surrounded Jiang Feng and Yuan Xing, and the side of the horse thief suddenly became white. It is the shadow in the fog and the fog in the shadow.

The horse thief couldn't touch the edge in the white fog for a while, and looked left and right.

"Why is it foggy all of a sudden?"

"Demon law?"

Wu Cheng in the distance seemed even more excited, "I can't imagine that an inconspicuous mountain village can hide the dragon and crouching tiger......"

Jiang Feng swung his gun and club, knocked a horse thief who was close to him to the ground, and then stomped the horse thief's abdomen with the tail of the gun, only to hear a wail in the white mist.

"Fuck! The sound is in that direction! Give me chase! The bald head scolded loudly, "Don't pretend to be a ghost for Lao Tzu, wait for Lao Tzu to find you out!" Plucked your skin alive! ”

In the mist, Jiang Feng smashed the tail of the gun into the lifeline of a horse thief. The horse thief suddenly screamed like a leaky ghost. Jiang Feng moved, turned his gun and club, and hit the back of the horse thief's neck, knocking him to the ground.

"Be merciful to my law, go to the nectar of sorrow, give birth to the soul, and moisten all things!"

The white glow is less dazzling in the white mist. The horse thief at Yuan Xing's feet was already dead, and he devoured people's souls again, and the forehead seal hall was obscure and sluggish, and began to appear dark and black.

Although the aura in his body recovered for a while, it began to diverge again in an instant, and the abnormality of this body made Yuan Xing angry.

The nectar curse moistened itself, the blood stopped and the injury was closed, the knife edge contracted significantly, and the pain was a little less. It doesn't matter if you don't use spells! Yuan Xing clenched his fists, he hadn't used the Nine Dragons Claw for a long time, and he was feeling unfamiliar!

Hearing Yuan Xing's incantation, several horse thieves came up to him. Yuan Xing grabbed one person's wrist in the fog, broke it in reverse, and slashed at the other's scimitar. The horse thief's wrist hurt, and the knife in his hand was knocked out of his hand by the opposite horse thief.

Yuan Xing lifted his foot and kicked the horse thief on the opposite side. With his right hand, he bent his arm and struck the captured horse thief in front of him with his elbow, then quickly moved around, grabbed the opponent's neck from behind, tore it hard, and broke his soul again.

Yuan Xing's attack was much more decisive and fierce than Jiang Feng's. But Yuanxing felt in his heart that compared to the horse thief, his own means were nothing.

And the horse thief came with a sword. Yuan Xing dodged sideways, grabbed the opponent's knife-holding hand in the air, and at the same time grabbed the horse thief's shoulder with a dragon claw. The fingers applied force, twisted downward, and the arm joints of the horse thief were instantly dislocated, and it seemed that only the skin and flesh were connected.

Yuan Xing held the other party's hand, held this broken arm, and slashed back at the horse thief. In this way, the horse thief had his neck cut open with a knife in his own hand. On the opposite side, one after another horse thieves, Yuan Xing turned around and fought again!

I saw a black trouser leg sweeping in front of me, and the scimitar in the hand of the horse thief was kicked away. Yuan Xing's feet were not put down, the axis turned again, kicked the ground, and at a new height, he twisted his legs like a whip, turned around and kicked again at the head of the horse thief! The horse thief was kicked upside down by this force, turned his body upside down, rolled over a hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and planted his head on the ground!

Because of the sudden fall of fog, the horse thieves could not form an encirclement, and Yuan Xing and Jiang Feng were able to break through one by one.

Jiang Ye had been paying attention to the battle situation at the window, and when he saw that there was a turnaround, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Although he seems to be unkind to Feng'er on weekdays, there is a grandfather who really doesn't care about his grandson. Dr. Jiang was just about to return to the bed, when he suddenly found that the bed was empty!

Is this so possible...... Su Wuqian is gone!

……………………………………

Wu Cheng finally couldn't sit still. He pressed his hand to the hilt of his sword, stepped one leg over the saddle, and leaped lightly off the horse. Slowly walked towards the white mist.

What's in the way, just let it go away!

"See the sun!" I saw Wu Cheng draw his knife, from the bottom to the top, and swung a knife at the white mist.

Suddenly, a powerful knife force, rolling in a whirlwind, broke through the air! Not only was the white mist dispelled with a single sword, but even the clouds in the sky were split in half. The wind, mixed with thunder, rolled from the ground to the clouds. At this time, when I looked up, it was as if the sky had been cracked.

Jiang Ye in the house heard thunder.

Wind ...... Thunder...... The old man looked up, and the sword technique of the world has reappeared in the rivers and lakes?

Yuan Xing knew that the comer was the boss of the horse thieves, and the so-called thief captured the king first, as long as he was knocked down, then everything would be fine.

Without waiting for Yuan Xing to make a move, Wu Cheng had already made a difficulty.

Wu Cheng treated the bone chopping knife as a wooden stick, and seemed to swing it lightly, hitting Yuan Xing's ear flatly. Yuan Xing's claws clasped the back of the bone cutting knife, but the strength on the knife was fierce, and Yuan Xing's fingers felt hot and hot.

The Bone Chopper trembled at an extremely high frequency in Yuan Xing's hand. The knife was like a moving beast, the sound was like thunder, Yuan Xing felt a roar in his ears, and his nose was moist, and he was bleeding nonstop.

Yuan Xing felt as if time had stood still at that moment. In fact, the bone chopper did not stop. With just one blow, Wu Cheng knocked Yuan Xing flying. slammed into the door of the village chief's house, and the broken door panel overwhelmed the fat and thin Taoist priest behind the door.

"It's not breathing! Be a warrior! Wu Cheng shouted angrily, this is Wu Cheng's evaluation of Yuan Xing.

When the thieves saw their great boss attack, they all stepped aside. Especially the bald head, I suddenly felt a pressing pressure on my stomach. Although Wu Cheng didn't say anything, just looking at the not good-looking face was enough to make the bald head so frightened that he couldn't sleep well. Not to mention that Wu Cheng was angry with a knife, that didn't scare the bald head out of the.

And one more.

"Little ghost, I'll give you a mission!" Wu Cheng turned to Jiang Feng, "Go to the underworld and convey greetings to him for me!" ”

The bone cleaver was held high in the sky, and the air swirled directly above it. The original crack closed, and the white clouds in a radius of dozens of miles were mixed with dark clouds, gradually converging, and the bright sky began to darken.

With a shout!

"Pull out the mountains and rivers and drop a thousand catties!"

Wu Cheng dropped the knife with one hand, and the move of slashing the sky and the earth was bound to split the ground into a pit! How could Jiang Feng's small body be able to block this invincible sword wind!

The bone slashing knife struck the silver snake Chixin, as if it had hit the surface of the water, causing ripples, and the things in front of him were not clear, but wanted to be distorted by something.

It's just that it's not the water ripples that ripple, but the surging energy! This energy rippled on the plane of the handover of weapons, drawing a boundary between heaven and earth.

The ground at Jiang Feng's feet fell apart, and the surrounding houses collapsed. Whether it was a nearby villager or a horse thief, they all couldn't stand on their feet, and they hurriedly fled for their lives with their hands and feet.

In front of Jiang Feng, Jiang Ye held the silver snake Chixin to block Wu Cheng's slashing blow.

Wu Cheng opened the corners of his mouth unexpectedly, and smiled instead of anger.

He withdrew the bone chopping knife, clasped his hands into fists, and shouted with a slight provocation but pretending to be respectful:

"Jiang Ye is mighty! The sword is not old! Not less brave back then! ”