Yun Qi saw the two widows rushing towards him, but his heart was calm, since he couldn't run, then fight, fight one is enough, fight two to earn one.

The injury on his leg seriously affected his jumping and running, restricting what he was best at, even so, you don t want to be pleased, Yun Qi said loudly in his heart.

"Ah......" The two would-be robbers slashed at themselves one left and one right, Yun Qi saw the knife momentum, turned to the left, dodged the attack of a knife, and struggled to raise the knife upwards to block the other, and before Yun Qi changed his moves, the hollow wouldn't take advantage of the situation to cut the knife horizontally, and the knife was wrapped around his waist like a snake.

The two were originally brothers, good at the art of joint attack, the two on the battlefield whether it is against one person, or against many people, are fighting side by side, one person attack, then the other person on the defense, assist each other, complement each other's loopholes, the power of the end is endless, the sword has injured many people's lives.

Yun Qi was taken aback, hurriedly flicked the sword on his head, and held the knife to block the horizontal slash, and he couldn't help but be a little hurried for a while.

Among the widows, some people whistled, and some people shouted something, Yun Qi guessed that it should be to cheer for those two people, or kill him or something, although he was anxious, he didn't dare to slack off in his hand, and even blocked more than ten knives from the two of them, and when one of them changed his body, his body burst up, and he jumped towards the other, regardless of the long sword chopped by the other party, he also cut it down with a knife.

The wolf was shocked, but he didn't expect Yun Qi to make a lose-lose play, his sword would certainly knock Yun Qi down with one sword, and he was afraid that he would also suffer serious injuries, so he was so frightened that he quickly turned his long sword to block.

Yun Qi saw that he was ahead of the curve, his spirit was lifted, he took a big step forward, and cut down with another knife, and the opportunity for the Japanese had been lost, so he had to take another step back and raise his sword to parry.

With three more moves, he can completely take the advantage, maybe he has the ability to slaughter the widow under the knife, and Yun Qi is secretly happy in his heart.

However, at this moment, Yun Qi suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders and back, and then a sharp pain came to his heart, and the widow behind him took advantage of the situation to rush up, and a sword slashed through Yun Qi's shoulder blades, leaving a deep sword mark.

Yun Qi screamed and fell to the ground, the long sword in his hand flying away.

"Hehe...... " The Wako brothers sneered and slowly surrounded them, one of them kicked the long knife on the ground away, and then stood beside Yun Qi one after the other.

Yun Qi felt that the muscles of his whole body were trembling, the pain seemed to be like a snake desperately drilling into his heart, his back was probably cracked, the blood soaked his clothes, sticky, rough, the fibers of the clothes seemed to be like knives, cutting his wounds, and after the severe pain, there seemed to be countless ants climbing, sour and unbearable.

Yun Qi felt that the world suddenly darkened, and gradually revealed a little brightness, and then the dawn quickly drove away the darkness, and the eyes brightened again, and the vague figures in front of him gradually converged, and the truth was restored to a fierce face, an ugly face.

This time I'm probably going to die.

Yun Qi was a little sad, he would die in such an unknown mountain village, without a relative, without a friend, and no one would bury him if he died, so he could only let the wild dogs bite him wantonly.

Yun Qi tried his best to prop his body up from the ground and get up little by little, but his injured leg suddenly weakened, his body shook a few times, and finally stood firmly, but his body couldn't stand up straight, even so, Yun Qi still raised his head and glared fiercely at the wolf in front of him, his eyes were full of hatred and anger.

The Wako brothers smirked, and the one standing in front of him unhurriedly took out a silk scarf from his arms, gently wiped it on the long sword, and looked at the torch after wiping, then nodded with satisfaction, tucked the silk scarf into his arms, slowly walked to Yun Qi's side, raised the long sword high, and he wanted to cut off Yun Qi's head with a knife.

For the Japanese samurai, the greatest reward is to cut off the enemy's head with a knife, which represents the perfect combination of strength and speed, represents the ultimate demonstration of force, and the number of enemy heads cut off is the most important criterion for measuring the samurai's military exploits.

He has cut off the heads of countless people, but today is different, today is not only a strong martial arts enemy, but also a knife to avenge Mizutani, I believe that this knife will be chopped, Mizutani's soul will also be comforted.

Just as the sword was about to be cut down, Yun Qi's body suddenly became short, and then his body rolled to the side, and a trace of cold light flashed between the rolls, and disappeared in a flash.

The Japanese kept the action of raising his knife and slashing, but he did not move, and his throat found the sound of "clucking", his eyes widened, and he looked at his chest in disbelief, where there was nothing, but he felt that his strength was dying quickly.

With a bang, the long sword fell to the ground and hit the stone road that had been preserved for thousands of years, with a crisp and pleasant sound.

With a bang, the wolf fell to the ground, and a dart was stuck in his throat.

This dart was originally fixed on Yun Qi's calf, but at some point it didn't sink into the throat of the wolf.

"Wow......" The widow who was standing behind Yun Qi was furious, raised his knife and rushed towards Yun Qi.

He didn't expect that when he had already won the victory, his brother would still die, at the hands of the child who only had half a life left, and he only blamed his carelessness, but he didn't expect that it would finally become an irreparable loss.

This time, it will definitely cost you dearly.

The surrounding Japanese are also angry, they came to the Ming Dynasty from Japan, more than 20 days, although they have also experienced countless battles, they have fought with the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, the people, the peasants, all kinds of people, but they have never been slightly injured, only others have watched them flee from the wind, even if they met those hateful monks a few days ago, there has never been such a big loss, today, in the face of such a young man, how can he lose the lives of two samurai.

He's dead.

Four or five samurai swooped down on Yun Qi with long knives.

Yun Qi shook his body, laughed miserably, and took out the dagger from his arms, I have killed enough Ben today, and I have earned one, if I can earn another one before I die.

There was a dizziness in front of him, which should be the cause of excessive bleeding, and his hands didn't seem to be very obedient.

Come on, even if you hack me to death, I'm going to poke a hole in you, Yun Qi laughed, his body swaying in the night wind.

"Kill the ......" sounded like a thunderclap in his ears, and a man jumped straight down from the high house, holding a long stick, and slashed down, like a god, descending from nine heavens away.

The fierce wind of the stick was short and dull, as fast as lightning, and a stick struck the head of a widow, and suddenly a crisp click was heard, and the skull shattered, and the head of the stick sank into the skull.

Only then did Yun Qi see clearly, it turned out that it was a tall monk who made the stick, and the monk hit it, and did not stop, shook the stick, shook off the dead body, and ran to the next wolf, like a tiger, the stick was mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, it really seemed that the gods descended to earth, and the wolfs all avoided it.

There was another shout around the "...... Killing", and the Japanese were surprised to find that they had been surrounded by a group of monks at some point, and at each exit stood two or three monks, their bare heads shining in the light of the moon and torches. Each monk holds a long stick, the tip of the stick is pointed forward, and the body is half-crouched, making an attacking posture.

"Who are these people? Are they here to save me? Yun Qi looked at these monks who suddenly appeared strangely, with a blank expression.

The monk who jumped down from the house had a long stick like a dragon going out to sea, flying up and down, obviously holding only a stick in his hand, but it made people feel that it was an incomparably thick wall, which made people unable to break through, or a huge stone, which was continuously smashed down from the world, making people unable to parry.

The Japanese were shocked, because they knew who these people were, and it was these people who made them flee in embarrassment, thinking that they had already thrown them off, but they didn't expect that they were still caught up, and now, everyone is blocked here, is it to fight or to escape?

The Japanese robbers around Yun Qi are entangled with those monks, under the moonlight, those monks are gray clothes fluttering, long sleeves flying, usually they are kind and kind-eyed, at this time, they are full of energy, horizontal eyebrows, as a shape of gold and steel, and the Japanese are staggered.

These monks' martial arts are really high!

Yun Qi admired, and finally his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, Yun Qi finally woke up, only to feel that his throat was dry and unbearable, every breath he exhaled was hot, his tongue didn't seem to be his own, he was very thirsty in his mouth, and he wanted to moisten his mouth with saliva, but he felt that the saliva in his mouth seemed to be gone, and his chest was like being pressed by a big stone, which was very dull.

"Water...... Water ......" Yun Qi shouted softly, the sound seemed to be far away, not like it came from itself.

Am I dead?

Yun Qi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze gradually condensed, this was a bed, there was a white hemp tent hanging on the bed, the bed was not big, the curtain was opened, and he could directly see the outside, and the room was empty.

Lying on the bed by himself, his face turned sideways, I don't know how long I have maintained this position, I only feel that my neck is sore and uncomfortable, and the numbness is unbearable.

It must have been a farmer's house, Yun Qi guessed, and he could see the farm tools leaning against the back of the door, as well as the rough tables and stools.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came, and a person walked in from outside the door, Yun Qi fixed his eyes, but it was a bald young monk, the monk saw that Yun Qi was awake, his face couldn't help showing a happy color, and he said a Buddha name to Yun Qi: "Amitabha, donor, you are awake." ”

Yun Qi looked at the monk, the numbness in his mouth was not far away, and there seemed to be a lot of bloody taste left in his mouth, making him unable to speak smoothly, so he had to say weakly: "Water...... Water ......"

The monk hurriedly brought a bowl of water from the table, fed Yun Qi a few mouthfuls with a wooden spoon, as soon as the water entered his mouth, Yun Qi seemed to be a fish that was about to dry up, and slowly came to life, the water slowly moistened his mouth, soaking every corner, Yun Qi seemed to hear the sound of every cell cheering in his mouth, he slowly swallowed the water, and sighed comfortably.

What sweet water!

After his mouth finally became conscious, Yun Qi asked the monk in surprise, "Master, who are you?" How did it save me? ”

The monk smiled and folded his hands: "The donor may not know that we are a group of warrior monks." ”