The strong brute licked his tongue and leaned sideways as if he had commanded his companion in a foreign language, and then, with his hands on his scimitar, he threw it into the air in front of him, and let out a strange roar from his mouth.

Whew!!

The scimitar opened the way on both sides, and all the villagers who touched the knife were directly cut like melons, the lower ones had their heads split, and the higher ones were pierced through their chests, and blood was shot everywhere.

"Quack!!" The brute threw out his arms and rushed over with his twin knives, with a terrifying momentum.

Where have fishermen seen this kind of battle, even if the burly fisherman in the lead is a practitioner, he can't help but subconsciously slow down his pace at this time.

The barbarians under the shroud of killing and robbery have completely crushed this group of villagers just by their momentum.

He was the first to rush out, and the rest of the brutes also shouted that they didn't know what to do, and rushed out.

Thirty people charged, blood and qi surged, and the more than 100 fishermen were all as white as earth.

The burly fisherman looked sideways at the direction of the brute attack, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss Uning!"

The next moment, he shouted hoarsely, "Run!

These barbarians are too powerful, fundamentally, they have been crushed just in terms of momentum, and even if they have no strength, they can only exert six or seven percent!

Smack!!Smack!!

The two scimitars finished the kill, and they started again.

The brute soldier who rushed to the front just flicked the knife once, and the knife rushed forward for more than 100 meters, opened the way to kill and then returned to his hand.

Meng Po dodged behind Xia Ji.

The brute smiled evilly, twisted his neck, looked at the young man coldly, licked his tongue, and showed a violent look in his eyes, he liked to kill people and take his wife and then humiliate him in person.

"Quack, quack..."

In the screams.

A pair of scimitars spun rapidly in his hands, and he licked the blood from the edge of the knife by the way, and then raised his head and burst into a burst of applause, and the two knives flew out like two rolling wheels.

It's just that his strength has not missed anything in front of Xia Ji's [Divine Enlightenment].

【Killing Barbarians】

[First-order martial arts, strength: 500 catties]

Evaluation: A brutal soldier in the midst of a robbery, exuding a terrifying aura that can weaken the strength of the opponent.

500 catties, this is a terrible number, which means that this barbarian soldier is already equivalent to the general of the Great Zhou, coupled with the treacherous attack method, as well as the unique momentum, even if Lian Jiazi stands in front of him, it is completely abused and killed.

Xia Ji swept over more than 20 other people, and their strength was between 300 and 400 catties.

He felt Meng Po behind him, stretched out his hand to protect her, and directly raised his hand to unsheath a sword.

"Be careful!!," shouted the sturdy fisherman with the harpoon.

But this Xia Ji finally met it.

This unsheathed sword hides a hundred turns and a thousand softness like white clouds.

When he met the two knives that turned violently, they were like a light and delicate hand, unloading all the power of the two knives, so that the two knives could never be turned back.

He shook the sword lightly, and the two flying knives wrapped around the sword also flung out, falling into the dust, and falling flat on the ground with two clicks, showing that the strength on it was all empty.

The strong fisherman was dumbfounded, and before the rest of the people could be surprised, the young man had already strode out and staggered, and in an instant he had already moved in front of the rushing brute soldiers.

Raise your sword.

Out of the sword.

The tip of the sword was stained with blood.

The strong brute stiffened and did not move, his eyes still maintaining a hideous color, and his hands still maintaining a posture of resistance.

The young man's body moved, and he staggered past the leading barbarian.

Two more brute soldiers pounced, and their swords danced into four sharp silver plates, which were rapidly sliced towards the young man's head, neck, arms, and legs.

The boy took two steps and drew two more swords.

The twin knives that were spinning rapidly in the hands of the brute soldiers seemed to have lost power.

At this time, the strong brute who rushed out first appeared a little blood between his eyebrows, poof, puff, blood gushed out, and then the sound of falling to the ground heavily.

The remaining fishermen were stunned.

This... Is this really the swordsman who is lazy and has been said to be scrapped by Master Qingxi?

The remaining twenty or so brutes were also shocked.

However, the barbarian soldiers who were blessed by the killing and robbery still reacted quickly, and in the midst of the shouting, they quickly dispersed in all directions, and then formed a rough encirclement.

More than 20 brute soldiers, more than 40 hands, more than 40 throwing knives.

The knives whizzed through the air, making a terrifying whining sound.

It turns into a round dance that harvests life and kills the boy!!

As for the rest of the villagers, only five brute soldiers were left to deal with.

The knives rushed in from all directions, swirled back and forth, and once they landed in their hands, they were projected out again.

But these spinning knives couldn't touch the boy at all!

His speed was extremely elegant, like a cloud outside the sky, and after taking a few steps, he broke through the flying knife formation and arrived at the encirclement of the barbarians.

Raise your sword.

Out of the sword.

Unstoppable.

Whether the barbarian has a knife in his hand or does not have a knife, whether he has time to draw a knife or is too late, the result will not change in any way.

More and more barbarians fell to the ground.

Everywhere he passed, there were corpses behind him.

Ten steps to kill one person, but that's all.

All this happened very quickly, and in less than half a cup of tea, the situation was completely reversed.

The fishermen felt like they were dreaming, and so were the few remaining brutes.

Finally, a clever brute soldier reacted, he turned around and ran quickly towards the exit in the distance, he was going back to tell the generals of the Southern Barbarian tribe, that there was still a fishing village here, and what was going on here...

There were three barbarians behind him who were holding double swords, wah-wah, shouting, but the voice was not vibrato, and the barbarians under the killing and robbery seemed to be not afraid of death at all.

The brute looked at the young man, and stood in the way of the retreating barbarian.

Distance.

Xia Ji withdrew his sword and shook it again, and a drop of blood fell from the tip of the sword.

He turned around, his body was like a meteor, and in the skylight, he saw the shadow of the sword shining.

A lone shadow in a green shirt flashed from the side of the three barbarians, and the speed did not stop, and finally stopped behind the fleeing barbarians.

The frozen scene is of the young man carrying the sword, and the tip of the sword penetrates through the rattan armor worn by the barbarian, and protrudes from the front chest...

The rattan armor could resist the sword, but it couldn't stop the young man.

Phew.

Draw your sword.

Blood gushing.

Xia Ji turned sideways, just letting go of the blood that ejaculated.

He turned around, in the warm wind, on the blood-colored ground, Meng Po was looking forward to him in the distance, looking at him expectantly.

Xia Ji came to her side, took her hand, and the two of them didn't look back, didn't go back to the village, and didn't say hello anymore, just walked out of the village in a flutter.

By the time the villagers reacted, the two were already on the mountain road.

Nanban's horse is a yellow and brown horse, tied at the entrance, a total of thirty horses, Xia Ji cut twenty-eight ropes at will, and then looked at Meng Po, which means one person and one horse.

However, Meng Po was clutching at his clothes.

Xia Ji looked at her with some doubts.

Meng Po let out a feminine snort, ran to a horse, pinched the reins of the horse with her hand, and swiped directly, and the rope that was thicker than her thumb was suddenly broken.

Xia Ji: ......

Meng Po smiled like a little fox: "Husband, there is only one horse left." ”

Xia Ji had no choice but to catch up with a horse and ride it again.

Meng Po: .......

After a while, the two horses were already galloping on the official road to the east, although they encountered some barbarians scattered, but there were also monks or chivalrous warriors who were fighting with the barbarians, and the two of them could help them, so they slowly went to the boundary of the Great Zhou.

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PS: There is a more update a little later.

Renovation progress: 278 Zhu Rong's invitation, 279 Vinegar from White Peach Blossom, 280 Yan Luo is not secretly in love with you, 281 From the Dragon Vein's Shou family.

Xiaoshui is really not lazy, it is more difficult to renovate than to update, hey, who let the front not be written... And Xiaoshui himself can't stand it.