At this time, the two sides who reacted joined the battle at the same time. Fire Ran??? ?wen

Wen Qi's eyes widened, she is a literati! Literati! Why do I encounter this kind of bloody scene every time, my nose wants to bleed, it turns out that the market not only moves its mouths, but also uses its brains to get along peacefully, it turns out that the market is so barbaric, it turns out that many people have to succumb to this brute force, and I regret that I am not a strong man, I regret that my fists have no strength, and my blood can only be pinned on the powerlessness and boredom of others.

Zhao Chengyan squatted in front of Wen Qi, Wen Qi naturally climbed on Zhao Chengyan's back again, sticking to Zhao Chengyan's back, his little face rested on Zhao Chengyan's right shoulder, and the hot breath exhaled sprayed on Zhao Chengyan's neck.

Zhao Chengyan turned his head to look at Wen Qi, with a solemn expression: "As long as there is you on the back, Yuzhi's heart will be here", pointing to his left chest.

"If you are in this world for a day, I will protect you for a day, just asking you in my heart not to be wronged", his eyes were focused and affectionate.

Being stared at by these eyes, Wen Qi, who was usually very casual, lowered his head, not daring to look directly at these eyes, these eyes carried too many things that he couldn't read and panicked, and his heart was pounding.

Zhao Chengyan grinned, and rubbed Wen Qi who was lying behind him with his face: "Hurry up, let's go and teach these thieves a lesson, we will lack the practice of the mother", the usually elegant noble son also said the words of the market.

The warmth of the wide back accumulates strength, and the unique manly atmosphere lingers on the tip of the nose.

The words he spoke, the smell of his body, were inhaled from his nostrils, penetrated from his skin, and penetrated deep into his heart.

This unique peace of mind and belonging made Wen Qi surprised, this, is this love, when he learned of this conclusion for the first time, his first reaction was panic and panic.

He shook his head, wanting to shake off this kind of tie and the confusion and trouble he felt in his subconscious.

It's just that when you know the true thoughts in your heart, I'm afraid that you have already entered your heart, how can you avoid it if you want to be rational, this strange and strange feeling has an inexplicable magic, and a calm person like Wen Qi is also willing to indulge in it, sink and sink again...

Sticking his face to his back, all he had was not willing to be waved away...

At this time, the troublemakers from various shops and the thieves and bandits whirring on the street rushed in, instantly surrounding the nine people in the center led by Xue Chunlai.

Zhao Chengyan, who was standing outside the store with Wen Qi on his back, pulled out the Leng Feng sword, the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground, making a "clattering" grinding stone sound, listening to it, his scalp was numb.

Stabbed straight to a few people on the periphery, those people suddenly felt a strong wind coming towards them, and quickly turned around, one of them suddenly felt that his throat was frozen, the corners of his mouth and throat were overflowing with blood, his eyes burst out, and he didn't even have time to cry out in pain, and the person had fallen.

The two people standing next to the man saw this drastic change, their pupils dilated, and they subconsciously separated their feet and stepped back.

With a reverse spin of his left foot, Zhao Chengyan kicked a person in the cheek, and the long sword that pierced the throat of the person just now was pulled out and stabbed a person on the side, and in the blink of an eye, he was injured and killed.

The person who kicked him in the cheek was lying on his back on the ground, supporting the ground with his elbows, looking at Zhao Chengyan vigilantly, his pupils dilated, his mouth open, and he closed his mouth again: "Hero, Rao..." Zhao Chengyan took out the long sword from the dead man, pulled a sword flower, held the long sword in his hand, stabbed it downward, and stuck it at a distance of an inch from the man's pants, the man rolled his eyes and fainted.

That is, a few breaths, Zhao who has already fought experience

Chengyan killed a few people in a row, and the speed was so fast that the dead bandits didn't even have time to blink or shout in pain, and they all fell. How can the family of military generals be so simple as they say, besides, at this time, Leng Fengjian and Zhao Chengyan have become one, and the sword is born at will.

And then there is the fact that witnessing what these beasts are doing has long aroused an angry heart. The cold peak sword is injected with the coldness and strength of the master, and the glory of the year is restored, the sharpness and hardness of the sword, and the sword will see blood.

The bandits who witnessed all this on the periphery were shocked by this fast and domineering air pressure, and for a while their legs and feet were a little weak, and the idea of cowardice appeared in their minds for a short time, and their legs and feet subconsciously rushed out of the door.

At the moment when Zhao Chengyan rushed over just now, the bald man who was fighting with Xue Chunlai had been dispersed. At this time, seeing that his morale was weakening, after a few tricks with Xue Chunlai and others, he retreated to the periphery.

picked up the stick in his hand and slammed it towards his companions who had fled outward, and the stick took off his hand and directly hit the back of the heads of several men who stepped out of the threshold, and suddenly bulged up a big bag, a bloodstain, several people covered their heads, and their feet stepped into the door again.

The bald head scolded and scolded: "Bad seeds, what we do is the work of pinning our heads to the waistband of our trousers, today I see which brother is cowardly, Lao Lin asked him to taste what it means to be a woman who can't do it." Come, who will call the master two throats, it's so exciting", laughed madly after speaking.

The man who wanted to retreat really stopped his feet, hesitated, and did not want to die in vain, separated his feet, looked around vigilantly, and held a wait-and-see state.

The bald man took out the stick from the hand of his companion on his side, and once again picked up the four men who threw it at the door with all his strength, and the four men who were covering the back of their heads let out a terrible scream, their faces touched the ground, and they fell to the ground, the back of their heads were blurred with flesh and blood, and their brains were cracked.

Regardless of whether the enemy or I heard these painful wails, they all took a step back for a while, and the audience was quiet for a moment, and they all glanced at the source of the sound.

The bald man shouted: "What Lao Lin doesn't like the most is these birds and soft eggs." I recognize you as brothers, let your brothers eat meat and drink wine, at the critical moment, whoever pretends to be cowardly to Lao Lin, these people will be your end! ”

The footsteps of several people on the side of the door turned around, and they besieged Xue Chunlai and the others like crazy, and for a while, the pressure on Xue Chunlai and the others in the middle doubled.

Wen Qi's hair stood up at the roots, his pupils dilated, biting Zhao Chengyan's back shirt, not daring to make a sound. Is this still a human being? The brothers who used to eat and live together died in their own hands in a blink of an eye, and they were still so shocking and tragic.

In fact, this move of the bald man really shocked his companions in a short period of time, just looking at this way of fighting that had to put the enemy to death, he had already hit the red eye, and the immortal had long been left behind.

Although it is a rabble, the number of people is ten times that of Zhao Chengyan's side, and it is so crazy, such a situation is not to kill him, and you will be the next one to fall, although the eight people who followed Xue Chunlai are Lian Jiazi, they will not be able to gain the upper hand for a while.

The bald man stared at Zhao Chengyan sharply, waved his hand back, and the bald man's younger brother gritted his teeth and struggled to present the heavy hammer, surrounded by the tip of the hammer.

The bald head hammered with one hand, picked up the hammer with his right hand and smashed it at Zhao Chengyan's brain, Zhao Chengyan rubbed the ground with one foot and swiped backwards.

The bald head jumped up, his left leg was retracted, his right foot kicked at Zhao Chengyan's chest, and his right hand attacked at the same time, holding the hammer to Zhao Chengyan's head.

Zhao Chengyan's left arm blocked the bald head's right foot, and the sword in his right hand collided with the hammer in the air, making a "dangchang" sound.

I felt that my right wrist was numb, and the long sword almost fell off, and I gritted my teeth.

The bald head, who had the upper hand, had landed on his feet at this time, and Zhao Chengyan, who was holding a hammer in his hand, confronted Zhao Chengyan, who was holding a long sword in both hands.

Although it is two arms, Zhao Chengyan's strength is still invincible, and he can't lift his arms when he is pressed, and he still can't break away from this kind of giant hammer with a bit of luck.

The bald head showed madness in his eyes, and he picked up the hammer with his left hand to strike left and right, and this hammer went down, and the upper body was about to become a smash.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit the throat of the bald head, and the bald head leaned back and bent to dodge, his mind was divided, and the strength of his hand weakened.

Zhao Chengyan borrowed his left hand from the table behind him, and his legs spun up to attack the bald heart and lungs.

That strong wind was caused by the marbles that Wen Qi on his back took out of his waist, and he opened his big phoenix eyes, observing everything on his bald head, and did not dare to slack off.

The bald head first avoided the vital point of the throat, and then turned over backwards to avoid the vital point of the heart and lungs, and gasped heavily.

This big gasp was just looked at by Zhao Chengyan, and his mind turned.

The bald head doesn't give you time to think about the enemy, and you don't even have time to breathe, so you turn around and sprint, pick up the sledgehammer and smash it at Zhao Chengyan's brain again.

Zhao Chengyan turned to the right and lay down the hammer, only to hear the sound of "bang", the table wood that had just been borrowed from the force splashed everywhere, splashed on the wall, and the sharp cross-sectional table legs bounced back, and penetrated straight into the back of a thief from behind.

was killed by his companion without any defense, and he didn't know that he was killed by the boss before he died.

Wen Qi opened his mouth wide and gasped, what does it mean to kill people like hemp, I saw it alive today.

Zhao Chengyan pressed the front hem of the robe on his waist, rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and stared at the bald head in front of him with his eyes.

Although the bald head has amazing arm strength, the hammer that is dozens of catties larger not only has a power on the enemy, but also consumes the physical strength of the person holding the hammer.

The two teams fought again, although the bald head was fierce, and the endurance of his teammates was limited after the madness, he was still defeated by the practitioner who had martial arts since he was a child, and gradually showed defeat, and half of them fell in a pool of blood after an hour.

Xue Chunlai saw that the bald head was entangled with Zhao Chengyan, and he made a few false moves with a few people in front of him, joined Zhao Chengyan's battle, and attacked the bald head at the same time as Zhao Chengyan.

The bald head shook a few moves, opened his feet, stepped back, and said while retreating: "Biaozi covers with a team, retreat!" ”

When many people in the fight heard this, they all retreated, and more than a dozen people bowed down and watched this side vigilantly.

Staring as he stepped back.

Xue Chunlai sighed: "Chase!" ”

At this time, there were six people left around Xue Chunlai.

Wen Qi pinched his sweat, but there were more than fifty people on the other side! The strength of the army is also six times that of his own, and his heart is slipping.

The men galloped to the stables outside, and five of the ten horses had been taken. Someone else is untying the reins of the remaining horses.

Zhao Chengyan ran over, a sword pierced the back of the bandit, the bandit turned his head, spat blood, glanced at Zhao Chengyan, his body was weak, and he fell in a pool of blood.