The soldiers got closer and closer, and three big men waved the knives in their hands. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Li Huan took out two thunderbolts and held them tightly in his hands.

It was given to him by Baozi for self-defense.

Lihuan has always kept these two thunderbolts and is reluctant to use them.

So he didn't know what to do with it.

Two thunderbolts were thrown at the feet of the three big men by Lihuan.

But because Li Huan used this thing for the first time, only one of the two thunderbolts went off.

The flames blew up the stones on the ground, and a loud noise erupted, killing three soldiers and one of them.

When the other two saw that their companion was injured, they immediately pulled out the knife in front of their waist and rushed towards Lihuan.

The old beggar hurried up and hugged one of them, but was kicked aside by the other.

Li Yan raised the incense in his hand and shouted loudly: "One step further, let's die here together!" ”

The two soldiers were stunned for a moment, then a sarcastic smile appeared on their faces.

Li Yan polished the fire fold and held it high.

"Don't move!"

The two soldiers didn't know about it, but Zheng Bin had heard of it.

One of Yaowang Mountain's three stunts: Soul Breaking Incense!

Zheng Bin knew that Li Yannai was a disciple of Yaowang Mountain, so what he took out at this time could only be the Soul Breaking Incense.

The old beggar struggled and picked up a knife from the ground.

This knife was on the soldier who was killed by Li Huan.

A very ordinary knife, an ordinary soldier of the entire Hua Dynasty, their knives are like this.

The old beggar held the knife with difficulty, he felt that he was very useless, the gentleman was obviously a person with big things to do, but he still had to take care of his old bones.

Although he couldn't speak, his heart was bright.

The young master is obviously a scheming person, but he has always been sincere to himself.

Yes, though he could not speak, he had it in his heart.

He has always regarded himself as an old servant in the Lu family's pharmacy.

Now, because he is a servant, he has brought disaster upon his master.

If he doesn't work hard now, when will he wait?

The old beggar struggled to hold the knife in his hand.

The lines on the hilt and the cold touch of fine iron came to his mind.

What a familiar feeling!

Did you have such a knife back then?

Have you ever encountered such a situation?

Memories seem to have been dug open into small inlets, slowly flowing into the dry mind......

Zheng Bin didn't dare to act rashly, he was delaying time.

There is always a time when the fire fold is less playful, and the wind at night can also blow out the fire.

He was waiting, Zheng Bin made up his mind that at the moment when the fire was extinguished, he personally shot and cut off Li Yan's hands.

Li Yan knows that the longer it drags on, the more uncertain it becomes.

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to act rashly, Li Huan immediately ran to the old beggar's side and helped the old beggar lying on the ground up.

The old beggar glanced at Li Huan deeply, as if he wanted to imprint this face in the depths of his mind.

Li Huan helped the old beggar to retreat, slowly retreating.

Just as he passed by the two soldiers, a gust of wind blew, and even though Li Yan protected the fire fold in front of him, he still couldn't prevent the fire from being blown out.

Zheng Bin shouted "do it", and one flew and jumped up from the horse.

Li Yan wanted to rekindle the fire, but it was too late.

The two soldiers quickly hugged Li Yan's body.

Zheng Bin swung his knife and was about to cut off Li Yan's arm holding the Broken Soul Incense.

"Bell!" A sound of gold and iron striking, and the knife in the old beggar's hand stopped the long knife in Zheng Bin's hand.

Zheng Bin was surprised, how could an ordinary old beggar stop his knife?

The old beggar also seemed to be shocked, the blades collided, attacking and defending, his wrist did not tremble in the slightest, as if he had just received an insignificant knife.

Memories continued to flood, and he remembered a lot of things, the things about his own adventures in the rivers and lakes, the things about the teenagers leaving home, and the things about going north to join the army.......

Zheng Bin quickly changed his move, and slashed at Li Yan's arm.

If it weren't for the spies' confession, if Li Yan's life was to be spared, this knife should have been aimed at Li Yan's head.

The knife of "bell" was stopped again, and it was the knife in the old beggar's hand that stopped him.

Once it can be said to be accidental, but twice it was stopped by someone, so I have to say that there are really two hits.

Zheng Bin didn't have time to be surprised, and suddenly, a sharp pain came, and his arm was already stained red with blood.

The knife in the old beggar's hand also had blood stains.

Zheng Bin's arm with a knife has been cut off by the old beggar.

Zheng Bin's face turned pale and covered the bloody mouth on his arm.

The old beggar stabbed twice, and under the flowing movements, the two soldiers holding Li Yan were cut to the ground by him.

The gentleman was a kind-hearted man and didn't like to kill, so he spared their lives.

The sudden change, Li Yan guessed some reasons, it may be that the old beggar was stimulated to recover some memories.

But at present, it is still limited.

A soldier of the Tiger Thorn Army, no matter how brave he is, will not be an opponent of hundreds of people, and besides, Li Yan heard the sound of horses' hooves again.

Li Yan said: "Dumb uncle, you take Lihuan and go first." ”

After speaking, Li Yan polished the fire fold in his hand.

The old beggar held Li Yan's hand and stopped Li Yan's move to light the Soul Breaking Incense.

Since Mr. didn't want to kill, then he wouldn't let Mr. kill.

The old beggar's mouth moved, and he struggled to utter a few syllables: "First... Sir, no. Old slave, in... Over here. ”

Li Yan stopped the movement in his hand and asked, "Dumb uncle, you have recovered your memory." ”

The old beggar spoke again, this time much more skillfully than the last: "Remember. ”

Zheng Bin looked at the broken arm on the ground, his heart was full of anger, and the three hundred soldiers behind him didn't dare to step forward because of an old man.

Zheng Bin scolded: "A few hands of wild fox Zen, don't take down the three of them quickly!" ”

When three hundred soldiers heard this, they rushed up.

The old beggar held a long knife in his hand and slashed left and right, one knife even resisted several knives.

The old beggar picked up his long knife, and several knives fell to the ground, and it was too late for the soldiers without blades to retreat, and they swept through, leaving a bloody mark on the chest and abdomen of several people, and then fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Dangdangdang...... a series of swords collided, and the knife in the old beggar's hand broke several knives in a row.

Although he was about to be surrounded, he still did not show defeat at all, but became stronger and stronger!

Li Yan knew that when he was slashing, his memory was constantly recovering.

More and more people gathered around, and the old beggars rose to the occasion, but one person could stop the soldiers, but it was still a problem if they left.

Li Yan shouted: "Dumb uncle, it's okay, you take Lihuan and leave"

The old beggar shouted happily: "Sir, you take the young master to go first, and these people will be handed over to the old slave to deal with!" The old slave still remembers our family, and he won't die! ”

Li Yan saw that there were more and more soldiers, and the sound of horses' hooves was getting louder and louder, and the people who came this time were definitely more than the three hundred people in front of him.

The sound of their horses' hooves was not only noisy, but also heavier, indicating that the armor on those soldiers was heavier.

The next thing to come is the elite.

Li Yan looked at the old beggar, fighting left and right very calmly.

I naturally knew in my heart that the old beggar was not an ordinary person of the Tiger Thorn Army, and he was also a little famous in the rivers and lakes.

Li Yan shouted: "Dumb uncle, do you remember your name?" ”

The old beggar in the fight had a smile on his face.

"That's it! If you stay, you have to rest assured! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the long knife in the old beggar's hand swept away, leaving behind countless blood of the soldiers.

The bright moonlight reflected on the knife, but the blood splattered on the face

Countless soldiers gathered around and did not dare to step forward, and a rough voice resounded between heaven and earth:

"Old man, Yan Jinghai!"