Zi Ran paused slightly, looked at the person in the corner, then smiled, without words, and sat quietly, he firmly believed that something that would only happen in the story appeared on him without the slightest warning, which made Zi Ran a little helpless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man in the corner was completely arrogant and provocative, dressed in an ordinary black robe, looking extremely simple, and his calm words seemed extremely unfathomable.

"You're talking to me?" The big man shook the flesh on his face, and said to the man with a hideous face, and the rest of the people directly drew out their long knives and pointed at the man to surround him.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" The man slapped the table, and the sword was instantly unsheathed.

"What a fast sword!" Ziran let out a low cry, seeing the speed at which this person drew his sword, and looked at those people with a little pity in his eyes.

It's getting late, and the sun is about to set. Ziran was very sure that these big robbers were not the opponents of that person at all, and the following facts also confirmed his thoughts.

A big man slashed down with a knife, and there was still a hint of chill in the deepening spring, but he was dressed very simply, his arms were completely exposed, as if he was not afraid of the cold, and the muscles on his arms were extremely strong, and you can imagine the powerful power shown by this knife.

The man snorted coldly, the long sword brought a cold light, and the speed was extremely fast on the long knife, and the sword that seemed to have no strength actually shook the big man back a few steps, and before the big man stabbed out the second sword, he stabbed out again, and the long sword went directly through the strong chest of the big man.

The big man's eyes were round, his palms were tightly covering his chest, blood couldn't stop spilling out from between his fingers, and there was a vague "ho-ho" sound between his mouth, and the strength of his body could no longer support his strong body, he fell to the ground, twitched slightly for a moment, and didn't even say a word, and died directly.

Zi Ran's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at Zi Yan.

When you go out, you meet robbers, how you look at it, it's all luck to the extreme, and some people even complain that they didn't look at the yellow calendar when they went out, how could they be so unlucky?

But Ziran won't, he never believed in the existence of such a thing as luck, if there is really luck and fate, then the fate of their sister and brother is too bad. After hunting demons and killing beasts in the mountains for many years, Ziran has always thought that it is better to go home and farm as soon as possible, and he firmly believes that only **** will send his own things and even his life to the non-existent luck.

Naturally, he wouldn't leave his safety with the black-robed swordsman.

The big man was stabbed to death by a sword in a short moment, and the remaining four robbers immediately burst out in anger, but they were afraid of the sword in the man's hand, so they had to scatter and surround him, but there was no further movement.

Ziran shook his head, helped Ziyan to the carriage on the side of the road, carried her to the carriage and sat on it, and then pulled out an iron knife from under the wheel, the knife was a little long and not wide, but it was very sharp, very suitable for hunting demons, and also suitable for killing.

He rushed into the pergola with his long knife in hand, and it was a killing.

The four robbers couldn't bear the loneliness, they glanced at each other, they all saw the determination in each other's eyes, and the big knife in their hands fell sharply when they took a step forward, slashing at the black-robed swordsman in the middle.

Seeing this scene, Ziran couldn't help but shake his head again, for this kind of person who easily fell into the fourth game, he couldn't help but scold countless idiots in his heart. He wondered if he would be killed by this trick if he didn't come back to help him?

But the next scene made Ziran open his mouth with a look of failure.

He stretched out a hand from under the black robe, the palm of which was a little slender, holding his sword, which seemed to fit perfectly, and his hand seemed to be just for holding the sword.

Ziran has always thought that he is a person who can challenge the limits of his body, and he can magnify this limit infinitely and become infinite, and at the same time, he also thinks that people like himself are probably rare in this world, and he even thinks that he is the only one who can do this.

But judging from the current situation, he is not the only one, such as the swordsman in black robe in front of him, which makes Ziran a little frustrated.

The four big swords all came, falling to the top of his head from four different directions, the long sword in his hand flashed, and he swung out two swords in an instant, and the two big swords were cut open, but there were still two big swords that looked at him, and instantly swung two swords, which seemed to be his current limit, he had to turn sideways, he calculated the strength of the two big swords and the position that fell on him, and judged that he should not die, as long as he did not die, he could fight back.

Ziran didn't think so, he knew that even if he couldn't die at that time, after killing these robbers, he would die of anger because of his injuries and excessive bleeding.

So Ziran made a move. In fact, Ziran made a move very early, at the moment when the four big knives fell at the same time.

He ran fast, faster than a wolf, faster than a deer, faster than a demon in the mountains.

The two robbers couldn't help but have some joy in their eyes when they saw that the big knife was about to cut this guy into a puddle of minced meat. They were not robbers, but in this era of lack of food and clothing, these people living at the bottom of the class lived extremely hard, they were originally homeless, or peasants, and some even deserters, in order to survive, they gathered together and became robbers. This kind of robbers without organization and discipline usually have no martial arts, and in fact, they are indeed reckless men with brute force, and when they encounter this kind of martial arts when they rob, and this guy is extremely arrogant and disdainful of being a master, it is inevitable that he will be a little stunned in his heart, and he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he sees that this guy who is very pretending to be forced is about to become a pile of rotten meat without perception under his own knife.

The big knife was finally about to fall on the body of the black robe, as if the "poof" sound of the big knife slashing into the body had been heard.

However, there were only two "clangs" that came out, and this was not the sound of a large knife slashing into the flesh, but the sound of metal objects colliding, which was the sound of a large knife slashing on a long knife.

A long knife appeared under the broadsword at some point, and the angle was very clever, just enough to block the blades of the two broadswords.

The two robbers looked at Ziran with the long knife in amazement, and they saw an extremely young face, this face was a little handsome except that it was very clean, and it didn't seem to have too many characteristics compared to other teenagers. It's just that this face is too calm, there is no domineering anger when fighting, there is no bloodlust to kill, and there is no smug smile, just calm.

Then, a huge force passed from the big knife in their hands to their arms, and the big knife could no longer hold it, and it was directly picked up.

The two robbers took a few steps back, looking at the calm on the young face, but they felt a pang of fear in their hearts.