Just look at a wisp of smoke and dust rising in the direction of Qixia County, there is a fast horse galloping on the road, and there is a person and a knife immediately, that horse is Yu Qi's mount Chifeng, and that knife is the Leng Yue Knife.

Although the knife was swung quickly, just because the Qing soldiers who were killed didn't even shout, and they didn't even shed a drop of blood, they could know that if it wasn't for the extremely fast Yu family heirloom blade - Leng Yue, what else could it be?

When encountering such a Yu Qi, what else can the Qing soldiers do if they don't run to the villagers to be beaten? A few more sticks are better than Seven's bloodless cold light.

The red wind horse rushed left and right in the stragglers of the Qing army, and when it saw something unpleasant, it would raise its hind hooves or front hooves to kick a few to death, and after killing for a while, it could also take Yu Qi around in a circle, and bring the fleeing soldiers back to continue to kill.

These soldiers really lost their lives by stealing chickens, and they wanted to go to the flock, but they fell into the mouth of the tiger. Li Junmei, Yu Jiu, and Yu Shi all killed again, and Yu Qi on the red wind horse made a mess everywhere he went like a tornado, a cold moon knife opened and closed, slashed left and right, and cut everything he met in two, people couldn't see his knife at all, only saw many corpses flying.

Looking carefully, the seventh master on the horse only used one hand to wave the knife, while the other hand held a small wine gourd, took a sip of wine, killed a few people, and was extremely chic; Yu Jiu Yu eleven people had a simple knife, which was also a knife and a blood, the sound of the Qing soldiers' bones cracking, the separation of flesh and bones, the cracking of helmets, and the spears being cut into short clubs; Li Junmei flickered and moved in the enemy group, and everywhere she passed was a green shadow flashing two silver flowers, her erratic figure was like flowing water, soothing breathing, sharp sword moves, and a graceful posture like a dance.

The villagers were unconsciously stunned, because of the presence of these four masters, many villagers threw away the burning sticks in their hands, and they all became melon-eating masses.

It's a pity that they all came to fight and come to see the play, and someone will definitely bring melon seeds, so they can eat while watching.

However, there are still some enviable villagers, who should have planned to run away before, so they are all carrying burdens.

At this time, there is no need to fight, and there is no need to run away, just take off the burden, take out the pancake roll green onion from it, and eat it while watching, the food is so fragrant that the other villagers will salivate.

In just half an hour, the Qing army all lay down, and those who didn't lie down knelt for Yu Qiye, and there were few people who could escape.

There are more than 100 soldiers and catchers kneeling in front of the seventh master, although the seventh master's knife is fast, but he will not kill the person who begs for mercy.

Almost every soldier and catcher who could still breathe was incontinent, and all that could be seen on their faces was a man, a horse, and a knife.

The man was still carrying a big wine gourd in his hand, but no matter how the Qing soldiers looked at this wine gourd, it was like a big 'service' written for them, of course, it was a convincing service, and except for this word, everything else was tears.

The seventh master put away the knife and drank a large sip of wine, looked at these soldiers and the catcher and muttered for a moment, but did not speak, probably because the wine was a little fierce, and he hiccuped a few times.

The soldiers kowtowed like pounding garlic, and the kowtowing of more than 100 people shook the surrounding ground. At this time, Yu Jiuxian spoke: "You guys are too bad, kowtow can make so much force, why are you soft in a fight?" So many people can take out their strength to fight, and they won't cry like this, right? Catch the fast acquaintance Yu Jiu replied with a crying voice: "Ninth Master, you just spare the little ones, the little ones meet the Seventh Master, the Ninth Master and the Tenth Master, it is like a mouse seeing a cat, no matter how many mice there are, they don't dare to run when they see a cat, let alone fight back." Although the little ones are only a little stronger than the mice, and there are counterattacks, they can't beat you! "The guy who used to pick up hats all over the ground was also arrested, and at this time he heard that he didn't listen to what he said, and he said that he was a little better than a mouse, and he fought back, why don't you stand up now if you want to fight back?

Do you dare to force some more? So he knelt down in front of the seventh master's horse with a charming look and said: "Seventh master, spare the little ones, the little ones don't dare anymore, this is all forced by Shangguan to come to the little ones." We all have old and young, and besides, you have already killed a thousand of our brothers, although the little ones died under the knife of the seventh master, although they are willing, but they are afraid of killing so many people, the seventh master, your hands hurt. When Li Junmei heard such a funny excuse for begging for mercy, she snorted and laughed, and said to the sweet-mouthed general: "Cheng, this is still a talent, and you have to die or live and forget to pat yourself on the back, you are afraid that the seventh master will kill you, and your hands hurt, so just cut it off by yourself." When the soldiers heard Li Junmei's words, they cried even more miserably, they were really heartbroken, and some of them simply fainted with fright.

At this time, the seventh master finally spoke, he pointed to these soldiers and said: "I don't care whether you were forced by the Shangguan to come to Tangjiabo to harm the villagers, I only say one thing, if you can't get along with the people anymore, you will all die; If you dare to be an executioner for the Tartars, you will have to die. As soon as the soldiers heard that there was a door in the words of the seventh master, they all kowtowed to the seventh master again, and the general also took the lead and said: "The little ones swear to the sky that they will never be an errand for the tartars again." Li Junmei said: "There is no evidence, how can I believe you?" The general said, "Then make a statement!" Li Junmei spat him and said, "When we are three-year-olds?" If you really want this, you cut off all your braids, and think you are swearing! "The soldiers didn't come back to their senses, because some of them were reluctant to cut their braids, and they wanted to fool them around.

The boss knew too well that Li Junmei was powerful, he hammered the ground with both hands, and said: "Hey, what kind of parents of body hair and skin, we have shaved green for a bite of food, today the seventh master can spare our lives, then the seventh master and sister-in-law are our reborn parents, for our father, not to mention cutting braids, cutting anything!" As he spoke, he picked up the waist knife from the ground, and pulled the braid to squeak and cut it. Then he still held the braid and showed it everywhere in his hand.

"See, the braid is gone, the head is still there, our head is rewarded by our father and our mother." turned around and said to Li Junmei: "My son has asked my mother to say goodbye." It caused all the villagers to laugh, and some of them choked because they were chewing pancakes in their mouths and seeing the boss again.

Seeing that these soldiers had cut off their braids, the Seventh Master nodded and said to them: "Well, very good, when you grow your hair in the future, you will still be my people of the Ming Dynasty." Now let's go and do one more thing, bury the dead soldiers, and go our separate ways. As soon as I heard that the Seventh Master told them to bury the dead soldiers, several soldiers became afraid.

"Seventh Master shouldn't let us kill us after burying the bones, right?" Who knew that this was heard by Mr. Murajuku, who had been watching the excitement next to him, and Mr. Murajuku rushed over with an inkstone and a paperweight and asked the gossiping soldier: "Just now you said that the Seventh Master would kill you, right?" The soldier was speechless for a while, and didn't know how to answer, Mr. Village Juku looked at the paperweight in his left hand and the inkstone in his right hand and said to the soldier: "If you have such a dirty idea, you should fight, do you know who our seventh master is?" As long as the words of the seventh master are spoken, they must be done. Look at these two things, you choose, after the election, I will beat you, so that you can remember for a long time. ”