(PS: The early stage of this book is relatively slow to heat, after all, newcomers write books, a lot of people don't understand, and I hope you will forgive me, Xiao Yu thank you!!) ）

Zhao Lan finally understood why these people wanted to swallow themselves with their expressions after seeing themselves just now.

It turned out to be the gang of bandits who kidnapped him.

"This king remembers that there seem to be a lot of people in you, why are there so many left? Could it be that with just these dozen people, you have the confidence to keep me? ”

Sneering and looking around with disdain, the bandits who became a little manic because of his words, Zhao Lan finally focused his attention on Hou Yue, raised his eyebrows and continued: "With a group of weak Dongying people, you dare to come to my Great Song Dynasty to do evil, could it be that you really deceive me as a Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Hou Yue stopped applauding, walked to a distance of two meters in front of Zhao Lan, the smile on his face disappeared, and instead stared at Zhao Lan with a cold face, and said with a sneer: "King Jun, when death is on the verge of death, do you still want to do the battle of trapped beasts?" ”

Zhao Lan clenched the short sword, looked at Hou Yue's face, the corners of his mouth curled, and chuckled back to him: "Your companions seem to be dying and will kill this king, do you think I will not be able to compare to two dead people?" ”

Hearing Zhao Lan's words, Hou Yue's body trembled, remembering the unwilling look in his younger brother's eyes, and waved his hand angrily: "Take him!" ”

With Hou Yue waving his hand, a big man standing beside Zhao Lan and holding a huge short axe immediately shouted, waved the short axe and rushed over from Zhao Lan's side, flicked his legs, stepped on the ground, and slashed at the top of Zhao Lan's head with the momentum of an axe splitting Huashan.

Zhao Lan heard the shouting beside him, immediately turned around, pulled out the branch behind him with his right hand, inserted it into the ring at the handle of the big knife that was dropped by the man in sackcloth on the ground before, and gently picked it up, picked up the long knife, and spun it quickly on the branch.

After a few spins, he swung his left hand and threw his knife hard at the big man who was jumping into the air and falling.

Although the Han is strong in martial arts, he is in the air, and he has nothing to borrow, so he can only abandon his skills and slash the short axe towards the spinning broadsword.

The dagget slammed the ring-headed knife away, spinning it back and slashing it back. But it also stifled the figure of the big man's advance. The big man who staggered to the ground was ready to continue to step towards Zhao Lan when he stabilized his body, but saw a cold light coming to his face.

With a muffled sound of a blade entering the flesh, the broadsword stabbed into the big man's chest with a phantom as fast as a dragon, not only interrupting his rushing form, but also sprinting his body backwards for a distance, and finally nailed to a tree by the stream.

Blood flowed from the corners of the big man's mouth, his eyes were full of disbelief and he glanced at Zhao Lan, who was holding a pine stick and maintaining a knife throwing posture, and frowned and looked down at the knife handle stretched out from his chest, and lowered his head unwillingly.

At the moment when the knife was knocked away, Zhao Lan took a step to the left, waved the branch, and accurately inserted it into the knife ring of the ring knife that was knocked back, and threw the knife at the big man again.

One step, kill someone!

When the thieves saw Zhao Lan in front of him, they killed their companions again, and after a few breaths, they roared angrily, and collectively waved their weapons to kill Zhao Lan, and even Hou Yue pulled out the thin sword on his waist and rushed over.

Zhao Lan waved the branch in his left hand twice, one sideways, held the branch with his backhand and inserted it backwards, accurately inserted the sharp end of the branch into the chest of a bandit, and then pulled the branch hard, pulled out the branch from the bandit's chest, and rushed over involuntarily with the bandit's body.

Stabbing the other end of the branch into the throat of the other bandit, stabbing the bandit's Adam's apple to pieces, Zhao Lan kicked him in the back of the bandit he had staggered by, kicking him towards his other companion, and he himself met the sword that was slashed high in front of him.

The Dongying man yelled at the words he didn't understand, and kept raising his knife to slash at him, the knife technique was crazy, but he had to resist.

The pine branch only resisted two times before it became three knots, Zhao Lan frowned and glanced at the half-cut branch in his hand, and shook his hand hard, smashing the branch into Dongyingren's face.

Taking advantage of the fact that Dongyingren raised his knife to split the wood that smashed into his face, Zhao Lan's short sword swirled in the palm of his hand, holding the hilt of the sword back. The body kicked the ground, the toes crushed the ground, and the spun accelerated to rush behind him.

"Snort" two muffled sounds, and the sharp blade quickly wiped the necks of the two bandits who had not yet reacted, until Zhao Lan's figure rushed past them, they still took two steps forward with inertia, and then fell to the ground on their knees, blood flowed from their necks, and with a look of disbelief, their bodies fell to the ground softly.

With his feet in the stream, Zhao Lan glanced back at the fallen corpse behind him, raised his blood-stained short sword, and made a provocative gesture of cutting his throat at Hou Yue and the others, and then turned around and ran towards the woods.

Seeing that Zhao Lan easily killed his five subordinates, Hou Yue felt as if his entire chest was about to explode. But seeing Zhao Lan's figure flashing into the forest without fighting, his angry mind suddenly became calm.

Don't enter the forest!

How could I forget even such basic common sense?

Watching his men chase into the forest one by one, a premonition of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.

He underestimated Zhao Lan too much!

thought that Hou Xing just died in his hands carelessly, but seeing his unintentional killing action just now, Hou Yue knew that his subordinates were in danger.

No wonder the leader values him so much, he must come back alive by himself.

The sword was pointed to the ground, and Hou Yue walked slowly into the woods with vigilance.

After Zhao Lan rushed into the forest, he took out a thistle from the jacket, picked the tip of the sword, cut the upper end of the thistle, and poured out the gunpowder in it while running, leaving only the iron thistle in the firetle, which fell in his hand.

After escaping into a tree, Zhao Lan twisted the thistle terrestris in his hand, quietly stretched out his head and poked out of the tree, looked at the bandits who rushed into the woods later, and said secretly in his heart.

Let's go on a hunger hunt!

Licking his dry lips, Zhao Lan's eyes flowed with bloodthirsty light, and he stood on tiptoe lightly and ran through the forest.

The bandits rushed into the forest, and when they saw that Zhao Lan had disappeared, they suddenly had angry and anxious expressions on their faces.

"The speed of this little rabbit cub is too fast, we have a lot of brothers, but we are inferior, if the brothers are in a group of three, we are divided into four, and we are not far away, if any of them meet the monkey cub, surround it, shout, and the brothers will immediately support it."

Zhang Duo waved his hand to signal everyone to gather and put forward his own suggestions. Seeing that everyone nodded in agreement, Zhang Duo assigned each department, looked at the only remaining bandits around him and said, "Don't fall in love with war, those brothers outside are waiting for us to avenge them!" ”

Everyone nodded again, holding their weapons and scattering, looking for Zhao Lan's trace.