This shocking sound made the people present stunned for a moment.

Only Qian Xiong and the three helpers showed a smug expression, looking at Dong Tu Nan slyly, with an indescribable sense of pleasure in their hearts.

Dong Tu Nan opened his eyes and looked over there, only to see that on the snow slope behind Qian Xiong, a big man with a burly body and as strong as an ox suddenly appeared.

With a fierce look on his face, he glared at Dong Tu Nan angrily, and the muscles in his body were like stones, which were full of terrifying power.

"Take him!"

The strong voice came suddenly, and the big man stomped on one foot, and Dong Tu Nan only felt that the snow under his feet seemed to be trembling, and he even couldn't stand up.

At this moment, Qian Xiong and the three bandit leaders also seized the opportunity and made a sudden attack, attacking Dong Tu Nan and Tu Fei respectively.

Qian Xiong united with the other two to take Dongtu Nan directly, and the other one rushed towards Mengge and Tu Fei, and more than 100 bandits gradually recovered, and immediately joined the battle when they saw the situation.

Dong Tu Nan picked up the Mo Han Sword in his hand, his face was quite solemn, facing the attack of the three source martial artists, Rao is own courage, he didn't dare to underestimate it.

The offensive took shape, and the three of them took the southern, middle, and lower parts of Dongtu, and rushed over with lightning speed.

Dong Tu Nan faintly felt the pressure.

"So, let me try the power of the Mohan Sword. Drawing his sword, he said lightly.

Ever since Dong Tu Nan got this Mo Han Sword in the relics of the great thief "Palace Nineteen", he has always been in love with it, and he always feels as if he was born with a sword, although he was not good at using a sword in his previous life.

Therefore, when he has nothing to do on weekdays, he often uses sword training to pass the time.

Dong Tu Nan only practiced moves, not kendo.

The reason why he wanted to do this was because he hadn't become a source martial artist yet, and he couldn't use his source qi, and cultivating kendo required communicating with the Dao intent of heaven and earth, and using source qi as a medium to practice kendo.

But even so, he was very immersed in sword training.

"Thirteen Styles of Swordsmanship" is a martial art that he has been practicing recently, which is also obtained in the Great Thief Treasure, and it belongs to the basic swordsmanship without rank.

It is divided into thirteen types, roughly a little, stab, split, sweep, belt, pump, interception, wipe, teasing, hitting, hanging, supporting, blocking these thirteen attack methods, regardless of the strength before and after, each style has a strong skill, if you can understand it, it is not far from becoming a kendo master.

The first thing Dong Tu Nan practiced was sweeping and wiping, because he felt that these two moves were very suitable for group combat, especially now that he might face the attack of the bandits at any time, this sweep and wipe can often cause great lethality.

"Kill!"

Facing the attack of the three source martial artists, Dong Tu Nan did not retreat but advanced, he held the hilt of the Mo Han Sword tightly with both hands, his arms were straight, and a force gathered in his body, which suddenly converged to the place where his palm fitted.

Boom~

The swift blade sliced through the air at once, sweeping towards the Qian Xiong who was rushing towards him like a swimming dragon.

Although it was a three-person siege, Qian Xiong did not dare to underestimate the enemy, after all, he was defeated in the hands of Dong Tu Nan before, and he also knew that Dong Tu Nan had some hard power, which was not so easy to deal with.

Therefore, when Qian Xiong saw this sword coming towards him, he immediately urged the source power around his body, gathering into a blue ball of water, with a slight water pattern on the surface, and between the slight movement of the water pattern, there was an inexplicably powerful force gushing out.

"Water Crack!"

Qian Xiong suddenly roared, and the blue water ball in his hand was also expanding rapidly, and finally condensed into a giant water ball with a radius of more than one zhang.

"Spread out!"

The giant water balloon was formed, and it was immediately thrown away by Qian Xiong, and it was thrown directly at Dong Tunan.

Seeing this, the other two also felt a sense of crisis from this water balloon, and they retreated one after another, looking at Qian Xiong's next offensive, they feinted on both sides.

"Boom!"

With another shout, the giant water balloon exploded in front of Dong Tu Nan, but only five meters away, and endless source power was vented from it, frantically sweeping Dong Tu Nan's entire body.

"Break it for me!" Dong Tu Nan held the Mo Han sword and rushed towards the water that had exploded.

The blade of the sword flashed an invisible cold light, and on the momentum of the majestic water curtain, it forcibly tore a big hole, and the more fierce offensive continued to extend, penetrating the water potential and going straight towards Qian Xiong.

"What!?"

Qian Xiong was stunned.

He had already mobilized all the source qi in his body, and he could barely use this Yellow Rank Intermediate Source Technique, at this moment, he was no longer able to operate the slightest source power in his body, and in the face of Dong Tu Nan's fatal blow, he could only wait to die.

The bandit leaders on both sides who were ready to support were a little stunned, obviously not expecting this young man's strength to be so strong, so he immediately became alert and hurriedly rushed forward left and right.

Whew!

Dong Tu Nan also immediately realized that there was a strong offensive on both sides of his body coming towards him, and if he insisted on killing Qian Xiong, he would inevitably be attacked.

Serious injuries can be dying, or death on the spot!

Helpless, he had no choice but to quickly withdraw the attack in his hand, and instead swept to the left, and the whole person also showed a fierce tiger descending the mountain, and the bow burst out.

"Death!"

The man was slightly stunned when he saw Dong Tu Nan abandon Qian Xiong and attack him, but he still forcibly suppressed that fear and faced it hard.

Zheng Zheng~

The blade of the Mo Han Sword rolled up with a terrifying breath, directly touching the edge of the opponent's white blade, and the two collided fiercely, emitting a piercing roar in the process.

In terms of strength alone, although Dong Tu Nan is only a ten-fold realm of quenching his body, and the other party is a real source martial artist, Dong Tu Nan has reached the limit of 80 percent of his physical strength, so in a one-on-one situation, the other party is not Dong Tu Nan's opponent.

The powerful anti-shock force repelled the two of them one after another, but Dong Tu Nan was not easy, because, in the process of retreating, another attack came towards him behind him.

At this time, Dong Tunan's figure was in mid-air, and he had lost control, and it seemed a little difficult to dodge this blow, and that attack was not weak at all, if it was hit, it was very likely to be fatal.

However, since he had made a decisive choice before, putting the right and attacking the left, he naturally left himself a back hand, in order to prevent the opponent from sneaking up behind the attack.

Shout~

In an instant, Dong Tu Nan's figure seemed to accelerate suddenly, and he was still facing away from him.

Still maintaining a backward posture, his back quickly retreated, Dong Tunan's strange move directly stunned the bandit leader, and he even thought that the young man in front of him was scared stupid, so he was in such a hurry to send him to death.

Thinking of this, the bandit leader became even more excited, and the weapon in his hand increased his speed again, and suddenly stabbed towards Dong Tunan's back!

"Obliteration!"

Suddenly, Dong Tunan, who was originally unable to retreat, suddenly shouted these two words, which directly made the bandit leader stunned slightly.

At this moment, Dong Tunan's figure turned in a strange way, and the opponent's weapon flew out close to his waist.

And the Mo Han sword in his hand naturally did not stop, with a slight flick of his wrist, the sword body rotated suddenly, and the sharp sword blade fell back, swiping at the opponent's throat in an instant.

呲~

A stream of blood suddenly rushed out, threw into the air, and sprinkled directly on Qian Xiong's face.

A master of the Qi Source Realm died tragically on the spot!

Qian Xiong stood aside, his face was full of astonishment, and he wanted to make a sound several times, but he choked up and didn't say it.

The other bandit leader who retreated also hurriedly stabilized his body, looking at Dong Tunan with a frightened face, and a storm was already surging in his heart.

The palm of his hand holding the white blade was already trembling slightly, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he held it with his other hand, holding it in both palms, still looking like that.

"Ah——!h

Another scream came from the other side.

Facing Mengge, the middle-level bandit leader of the Qi Source Realm was hit in the chest by Mengge's punch, and the violent source power was vertical and horizontal, directly shattering through, he just shouted, and then he also died.

At this time, I saw Dong Tu Nan turn around very chicly, glanced at the two people in front of him, and said in a low tone: "Do you want to come?"