Chapter Sixty-Seven: Another Village
Even if they were outnumbered, whether it was the little carpenter or Qu Menghu, there was no fear on their faces.
They looked at each other, and from each other's eyes, they felt the fierce fighting spirit.
The fighting spirit spread, as if it could extend to the sky.
How many years have passed, and the two children who learned the knife at the beginning, let alone cultivators, can be directly knocked down by adults.
Now, however, they are able to stir things up.
The little carpenter did not draw his sword, but put his hand on the hilt of his left shoulder, and then looked at the commanding heights of the long street, trying to find the location of the arrow king—because the threat of that fellow was far more terrible than the others, and if he was not careful, he would probably die on the spot.
Fortunately, when he looked around, he also saw a number of guys with bows and arrows, but none of them could have the momentum of the archer.
Perhaps, the Arrow King may have been cooked by an unknown Taoist last night, otherwise Pan Zhiyong would not have had to make such a big move.
All it takes is a silent feather arrow to solve everything.
There are only two reasons for such a big movement.
One is that he can mobilize not many masters who can make a final decision.
The second is that he is very jealous of the little carpenter and Qu Menghu at this moment, especially Qu Menghu, this guy has stirred up the situation like this, which has far exceeded Huamen's psychological expectations, and even the range of bearing.
That's why Pan Zhiyong and Huamen will do whatever it takes to kill the two.
However, Qu Menghu used himself as bait, and what he wanted was Pan Zhiyong's "recklessness".
Facing the long street across the street and the large number of enemies killed in the alley here, the little carpenter and Qu Menghu were back to back, leaning forward, carefully guarding against it, while Su Ciwen's hands glowed with blue light, setting off her whole person like a blue lotus.
They approached quickly, and then the little carpenter saw a man leap out of the crowd, with a sledgehammer in his hand, and struck him viciously on the door.
The man was a bearded dog.
After this guy failed in the previous attack, he did not continue to move forward, but retreated from the battlefield, and was scolded so much that his head spurted blood.
He had long wanted to prove his strength by being ashamed of himself, but at this moment, when he saw those two boys on the street, without the support of the magic circle, he immediately had blood fever all over his body, and he wanted to show his majesty.
When the little carpenter saw this, he did not panic, but roared angrily: "It's a good time." ”
His long knife rushed forward, rushing abruptly, the five senses of the whole person climbed to the extreme, and he saw the other party's powerful hammer, but suddenly slowed down a little, and then, the cold snow knife slashed towards the guy's palm at a strange angle.
Ding Ergou's momentum is because he knows the general situation of the little carpenter, and he knows that this master has inherited Lu Banshu, which is profound, but the kung fu in his hands is still a little worse.
However, as soon as the two fought, he could understand the bravery in the opponent's sword technique, but this old and tricky trick really surprised him.
He felt that the opponent in front of him didn't look like a small character who had just stepped into this industry, but as if he had been immersed in it for decades, every move and style was full of strength cultivated in blood and fire.
Ding Ergou wielded the golden gourd sledgehammer in his hand, and the more he hit, the more frightened he became.
He felt cheated.
Where does this look like a fledgling junior brother, it is completely an old fritter who has been fighting for many years on the battlefield.
Ding Ergou was full of surprise, and he couldn't figure it out, because he didn't know that the means of the afterlife in front of him, as well as his method of dealing with the enemy, were inherited from the ghost king Wu Jiageng.