Anren Village is located at the junction of Xu, Ji and Qingdao, with a flat topography and a flat river, and the village is built by the water, and the soil is fertile, so Anren Village is the richest among the nearby villages.

As the saying goes, "the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty", affluence has also brought trouble to Anren Village. Nearby bandits often come to plunder, the villagers report to the government, the bandits look at the officers and soldiers will escape into the Qingzhou mountains and forests, coupled with the special region, across the state and county to catch the thief need to report to the higher level of the government, come and go, the government is thankless, after three or five times, they no longer pay attention to Anren Village.

It wasn't until later that a few rich people came to Anren Village, bringing thirty or fifty well-trained family members, and the number of bandits was not large, so they no longer dared to attack Anren Village.

Tonight's Anren Village is very lively. The escaped bandits took refuge in Taohua Mountain, a powerful mountain in Qingzhou. A thief told the second master of Taohuashan that there was not only a lot of property in Anren Village, but also that the rich man in the village, Wang Youde, had a thousand gold in his family.

So today, the second master directly brought three or five hundred brothers and surrounded the palace, preparing to rob this little lady to be the lady of the village.

I saw that in front of the palace gate, there was a man dressed in red, with a broad face and a long beard, and a body of seven and a half feet. The man was surrounded by minions in the village, shouting loudly words such as "enter the house and marry the bride".

Soon, the gate of the palace opened, and an old man with a hanging head walked out, accompanied by seven or eight guards. The old man held a brocade box in his hand, walked to the man in red, lowered his posture, and begged: "This is a thousand taels of silver, all of which will be given to the king, and I hope that the king will raise his noble hand and let the little girl go."

The man in red waved his hand, signaling the surrounding bandits to stop shouting, and then overturned the brocade box in the old man's hand, and said arrogantly: "I said old man, your daughter has become my Zhou Tong's wife of the village, that is the master of eating and drinking spicy food, you are twisting here, hurry up and take her out."

When the old man heard this, his legs and feet were weak, and he collapsed to the ground, looking at the bandit who surrounded the palace, and his heart was full of despair and helplessness. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the old man walked to his daughter's room with tears in his eyes.

The girl in the room had already heard the noise outside, and she also had a premonition of her fate, so she couldn't help crying. Until she saw her father trembling and walking in, the girl burst into tears.

After dressing up, the maid led the girl with a red hijab and a red dress out of the house, and the old man bowed his head and followed his daughter.

Looking at the red-dressed girl who came over, Zhou Tong was in a good mood and said loudly: "Brothers, today is my Zhou Tong's happy day, everyone will not return if they are not drunk." The surrounding bandits began to cheer when they heard this.

However, just as Zhou Tong was about to go to Latina Jiao Niang's little hand, a stone flew towards his head. He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the stones, looked at the direction where the stones were flying, and said loudly: "Which one who eats the bear's heart and leopard dares to spoil the good deeds of the master."

"The little thief dared to openly rob the people's daughter. If Miss Wang is unwilling tonight, no one can take her away. But I saw that on the wall of the palace, a young man in a green shirt stood with a sword in his hand, and the corners of his sleeves moved in the wind.

Looking at the arrogant appearance of the young man, Zhou Tong's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Where did the hairy boy come from, and he dared to learn from that master's posture." Dare to fight me! and shall smite thee to thy knees and beg for mercy. ”

But he saw that the sword in the young man's arms flew out of the sheath and crouched in front of the young man, and the young man's footsteps moved lightly, stepping on the sword and flying down to Zhou Tong.

The girl in a piercing red suit heard the voice before, and secretly lifted the red hijab, and happened to see the dashing figure of the young man's sword, but she couldn't move her eyes anymore.

Zhou Tong, who was on the side, watched the young man come by stepping on the sword, felt the sword momentum contained in it, was shocked, and hurriedly took a few steps back. The young man fell to Zhou Tong's position, and the sword was also sheathed by itself and tied to the young man's waist.

The young man smiled and said to Zhou Daodao: "Duel?"

Zhou Tong's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are only one person, worthy of my five hundred brothers?"

The young man's smile was still there: "You might as well try it."

Looking at the young man's smile, Zhou Tong couldn't bear it, took the weapon brought by the clever little brother next to him, and said loudly: "Brothers, go up together and kill this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky."

With that, he held the green heavy spear and stabbed straight at the young man, and the surrounding bandits also roared and swarmed up, with a fierce momentum.

The young man's footsteps moved slightly, and he dodged the stab sideways, and then kicked Zhou Tong in the abdomen, taking a step back with his strength, and dodged the blades cut by the bandits on the left and right.

Zhou Tong took a hard kick, and after falling to the ground, he stood up in pain, but watched his brothers being punched and kicked one by one and lying on the ground. But the young man did not draw his sword, and only relied on his fists and feet to beat the bandits who surrounded him.

However, after all, there were many bandits, and it didn't matter if they poured fifty or sixty, and the rest of the people quickly filled the position and slowly surrounded the young man, and the young man was no longer as relaxed as before, and his sharp fists gradually turned from attack to defense.

Seeing that the young man was in a stalemate, the father and daughter who retreated to the gate of the mansion to watch the battle couldn't help but hold their breath. The girl was even more nervous, and her eyes flashed with fear and worry.

Looking at the endless bandits, the young man broke out in a cold sweat on his back. After all, he was not deeply involved in the world, and the young man thought that he could scare off the thieves by revealing his cultivation, but he never thought that he would taste the taste of this wheel war.

Even though his cultivation is high, he lacks actual combat experience. This is a battle formation of one enemy and a hundred, but it cannot be compared with catching and fighting.

In desperation, the young man slowly drew his sword.

The sword's name is Chixiao, and it is a pure yang fiery sword. It used to be the fire sword of the Five Elements Sword of Zhengyimen, but for some reason it came to Zhou Dong's hands, and then it was transferred to the young man's hands.

The young man is as proficient in fists and feet as his master and is not good at swordsmanship, but at this time he has no choice, not to let the bandits see blood and be afraid, and the young man is afraid that it will be difficult to resist this vast number of bandits.

Zhou Tong, who was holding a green sinking gun, saw that the boy's aura had dropped a lot, and his face was happy: "Boy, your strength is insufficient, let you be nosy, let your grandfather Zhou teach you a good lesson." With a wave of his hand, he went up with all the bandits.

With a wave of the long sword in his right hand, the two thieves in front of him suddenly fell to the ground with their stomachs hugged, although the young man had no sword moves, he had sword energy. Wielding it indiscriminately, the sword qi swept wildly, and when the ordinary blade touched this Chixiao sword, it was cut in two like a knife cutting tofu, making the bandits unable to get close for a while.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, Zhou Tong found an opportunity and stabbed the young man in the abdomen with a green gun. The young man had to put away his sword to block it, but let the bandits on the other side take advantage of the loophole. The young man didn't have time to resist with luck, only felt a pain in his waist, and resisted the thief's knife, but fortunately the blade did not hurt the muscles and bones, but it was still blood-stained clothes.

Although it was painful, the young man saw the green spear blocked by the sword, and immediately grabbed the tip of the spear with his left hand, and swept the sword with his right hand to force Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong was afraid of the sword qi and hurriedly let go of his hand. The young man snatched the green gun, swept back with the gun in one hand, and forced back the bandits behind him.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, the young man's heart is changing rapidly, and his momentum is gradually soaring. The young man who couldn't bear to kill before no longer left his hands, stabbed left and right, picked up and down, and wherever the sword and gun went, the thieves fell one after another, mourning all over the ground, and blood flowed like an infusion.

Seeing that the young man was red-eyed, the bandits became more and more timid, and they all retreated, not daring to move forward. On the side, Zhou Tong watched the little brothers linger, and was about to scold, but he saw a little cold in the air, and then his chest was cold, and he couldn't speak anymore, so he could only stare at the green heavy gun that passed through his chest and fell to the ground.

After killing Zhou Tong with a single shot, the young man paced forward, frightening the thieves to retreat again and again. Looking at the young man who was covered in blood, the bandits completely lost their will to fight.

But he heard the young man say in a deep voice: "Take the corpse and get out!" As if they had been pardoned, the bandits raised the corpses, helped the wounded brothers, and fled.

After the thieves left, the young man who stood still with his sword finally restrained his exposed breath, fell straight to the ground, and fainted. There was only one thought before losing consciousness: it turned out that this hero was not so easy to be.

The father and daughter of the Wang family were pleasantly surprised when they saw the thieves fleeing, but they saw the young man slumped to the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, and found that the young man was just unconscious, so they breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked someone to carry the young man into the mansion.

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In the early morning of the next day, Xu Ziling got up with a sore body, and found that the breath in his body was disorganized, so he hurriedly used his skills to recuperate, and only after a long time did he get a little better, but he didn't dare to be lucky again in the near future. Last night, he forcibly induced the sword qi purely with the true qi in his body, which injured the foundation, and he needed a period of recuperation to recover.

Shaking his drowsy head and putting on the white brocade robe placed next to the bed, the young man pushed the door and went out.

As soon as I went out, a girl in a yellow shirt walked over, and the girl's white jade-like slender hand was holding a basin of smoky hot water.

Seeing that the young man had gone out, the girl was slightly stunned, and looked at the young man lightly, and the scenes of last night kept appearing in her eyes.

The girl's bright eyes seemed to be full of stars, but the young man smiled helplessly and shook his head gently.