When those bandits turned to run away, Lin Yun took the third step.

This step still seemed random, still spanning a distance of several meters, and still made ten people fall.

Step 4.

Step 5.

When Lin Yun took the sixth step, on the mountain road in front of him, only the bandit leader with a decapitation knife was left, still desperately trying to escape. Other than that, there was no one else.

Behind him, the corpses of dozens of bandits fell on the stone steps, covering the stone steps along the way.

Blood continued to flow down the stone steps, staining the entire mountain road a bright red, as if covered with a bright red coat.

The bandit leader glanced back as he fled, and was immediately frightened by what he saw. He hurriedly threw away the beheading knife in his hand, and ran towards the stockade halfway up the mountain while shouting "village master".

Lin Yun followed the bandit leader all the way, but he deliberately didn't catch up. Just casually walked towards the mountain, always keeping a certain distance from the bandit leader.

Lin Yun was afraid that he would rush directly into the stockade and behave too strongly in the battle with the bandits, scaring the owner of the village away, and it would be troublesome to find someone at that time.

And now it just so happened that this bandit leader could lead the way to help find the owner of the village, which saved Lin Yun a lot of things, so Lin Yun didn't rush to kill him.

……

At this moment, in the stockade halfway up the mountain.

Hundreds of sturdy bandits inhabit the bluestone square in the center of the stockade.

A middle-aged man with a fat head, big ears, a bloated body, and a pockmarked face was sitting lazily on a wooden chair in the center of the square, holding a brown porcelain bowl and gulping down the liquor in the bowl.

Although this pockmarked middle-aged man has an ugly appearance, the aura on his body is very powerful, and he has reached the realm of a fifth-level warrior, which is the highest in the entire cottage.

There is no doubt that this middle-aged pockmarked man is the owner of this cottage.

Behind this middle-aged pockmark, there are several fierce bandits and a half-old standing. Any one of them has the cultivation of the samurai realm.

The bald strong man standing in the middle with a height of two meters has even reached the realm of a fourth-level warrior, only one realm lower than the middle-aged Mazi, he is obviously the second master of this cottage.

"Those guys who broke into the village just now have been solved, right?" After taking a sip of wine, the middle-aged Mazi asked casually.

"Owner, I have sent dozens of brothers down the mountain just now. They've definitely dealt with the trespasser by now. A bandit with a scarf wrapped around his head replied with a fist.

Mazi nodded with satisfaction, and then suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, didn't you just say that someone robbed a virgin halfway?" Bring it with you and show me. ”

After the middle-aged Mazi finished speaking, a tall and thin bandit carried a virgin and walked in front of the middle-aged Mazi.

"The owner of the village, this is what I robbed from halfway, are you satisfied with it?" As he spoke, the tall and thin bandit put down the virgin on his shoulders and made her kneel in front of the middle-aged pock.

This virgin is about ten years old, and she is very delicate, and if she is given a few more years, she will definitely grow into a stunning beauty.

It's just that at this time, she looked very haggard because of extreme panic and fear.

The middle-aged Mazi looked at the girl with a commodity-like gaze, then nodded with satisfaction, spit out a slippery tongue and licked the corner of his mouth: "Well, it's good." Take her down to wash it up and bring it to my room. ”

"Yes." The half-aged behind the middle-aged Mazi nodded, and then walked in front of the girl.

"Woo don't ...... I beg you not to ...... like this" The girl's face turned pale with fright, her petite body trembled, and her eyes were full of trepidation.

The half-old reached out and grabbed the girl's hair and twisted her head roughly: "Little girl, it is your honor to be honored by our village owner." ”

In the hands of the half-old, the girl was like a mouse caught by a cat, and she had no strength to resist at all, so she could only plead in despair and helplessness.

And just then, a man's voice came from outside the stockade.

"The owner of the village...... Help ......"

The man's voice grew closer and louder, and soon overcame the girl's cries.

When all the bandits present could hear the man's voice clearly, an unexpected scene occurred.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the wooden fence surrounding the bluestone square broke open in an instant. A vague figure flew in with the broken wooden block, and slammed into the bluestone square.

The bandits in the audience turned their heads and looked at the man who had fallen to the ground.

The moment he saw this person, the pupils of the bandit with a scarf wrapped around his head shrank inward. Because this person was none other than the leader of the group of bandits he had sent down the mountain before.

"Zhai ...... The owner of the village, there is ...... There is a strong enemy......" The bandit leader spit out this sentence with difficulty, and then he directly lost his breath.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of a young man in black appeared in the gap of the broken wooden fence.

Sunlight shone in through the gap, casting a long shadow on him.

From the girl's point of view, the young man was carrying the light on his back at this time, which looked very dazzling, as if his body was blooming with a thousand rays of light.

"Who?!"

The eyes of the bandits in the audience shifted to the boy who suddenly appeared.

The half-aged who grabbed the girl's hair also stiffened at this time, and then turned her head to look at the young man.

The young man was dressed in a pitch-black cloak, armed with a skull sword, with flowing black hair and eyes as black as ink.

There is no doubt that this young man is Lin Yun.

Under the stunned gaze of all the bandits, Lin Yun walked into the bluestone square with an expressionless face.

All bandits immediately raised their vigilance.

"Stop!"

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"Don't move!"

The two bandits burst into applause, and they planned to step forward to stop Lin Yun, but they were only glanced at by Lin Yun's red eyes, and they fell to the ground weakly.

Seeing this scene, all the bandits present were stunned with shock.

Just one glance makes the two of them fall down in an instant, how on earth is this done?

"Stop him for me!" The bandit with the scarf wrapped around his head gave an order, and immediately several more bandits pulled out their weapons at their waists and rushed towards Lin Yun one after another.

Lin Yun took a step forward, and the ethereal figure carrying a fierce sword light flashed between them in an instant, and appeared behind them in a blink of an eye.

All the bandits who rushed towards Lin Yun fell to the ground one after another.

And Lin Yun was approaching the middle-aged of Mazi with a surging momentum, and the wind was raging everywhere he passed. The powerful momentum deterred all the bandits present.

Lin Yun came to the middle-aged Mazi face, stepped on the head of the bandit leader before, looked at the middle-aged Mazi with a deep and indifferent gaze, and asked with a rainbow of momentum: "You are the owner of the village?" ”

At that moment, the picture in the girl's eyes seemed to be the only figure left in this young man. And in her helpless and desperate eyes, there was a light of hope again......