"Kill, grab the sword!"

"Grab the sword and get a reward!"

After living for half a lifetime, how could Sun Chongshan and Zhao Bahu have such a little eyesight? Not to mention that they are both mountain and wild village husbands, and they are just cheap lives, so they did not hesitate at all, and immediately ordered.

The little guy behind them was like a tiger wolf seeing its prey, screaming and rushing forward, competing for performance.

"Here you go!" the old and weak retreat, the brave will fight!" Ling Xingchen roared when he saw this, he took the lead, his Xuan Qi paid attention to his whole body, and shot the sword in his hand at Qian Da Hammer, who was holding two big hammers, and then rushed into the enemy group with his bare hands, adding punches and kicks, and rushing towards his little minions with heavy injuries, taking the initiative to meet Zhao Bahu and Fan Sun Tzu.

The sun is coming out of the west today? A group of little minions dare to swatt flies, are they tired of it?

The silver wolf and the others also roared, rushed forward to fight, and entangled most of them.

The middle-aged warriors beat down the warriors who attacked the old and weak women and children, covered them to retreat into the house, and stood outside the door with weapons to guard.

Qian Da Hammer looked at the sword shot at him, his heart was happy, he threw the sledgehammer in his right hand, and he was about to catch the sword, when the sword arrived in front of him, he realized the danger, and it was still too late to dodge, Ling Xingchen was concentrating on two things, while fighting with Zhao Bahu and Fan Sun Tzu, while controlling the Holy Moon Sword to swing the sledgehammer in Qian Da Hammer's left hand.

It could have been split in half and killed with a single sword. But in order not to expose the power of the Holy Moon Sword, he played it like this, Qian Da Hammer's face was full of hideousness, his body was bruised, and he was angry and frightened.

The sun was warm, the spring breeze was blowing, but there was the sound of weapons colliding in the small courtyard, and the whistling of swords cutting through the air, and the sound of wailing.

The old and weak women and children who retreated to the main hall were grateful, but they didn't expect Ling Xingchen to think about them in the face of danger. Their hearts hung in their throats.

Such a violent and bloody scene is something they have only seen in their lives, and they can't bear to look at it.

But the outside is desperately close to the family, which is the hope of the village, so I endure helplessness, sadness, and fear, and make a heart, if the situation is critical, even if I fight for my life, I must protect these children from each other.

Although Ling Xingchen had never killed anyone, he was not afraid of danger, and he moved like a cloud and a smooth stream, all in one go.

Recall the Holy Moon Sword, with its strong physique and agile speed, as well as its keen spiritual sense, did not operate the mental method, did not even use Xuan Qi, and only relied on the strength of the flesh to perform the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique to defeat one enemy and three enemies, and not fall behind.

His main task is to contain the three giants, so as to prevent them from taking the opportunity to harm women and children when they take advantage of the minions to contain Jin Hu and others.

By the way, he also wants to practice his hands.

The miscellaneous strength of these samurai beginners and late stages is not yet qualified to let him go all out.

This is the first time he has done it with someone after crossing over, and he has surprises and expectations in his heart. When one enemy is three, from time to time he piggybacks on the nearby small guys and seriously injures them.

Golden Tiger, they have achieved something now with the Wind Knife, and dealing with these people is not killing chickens and dogs?

But they are simple and kind by nature, after all, they have never killed anyone, don't look at their majestic majesty when hunting, it is inevitable to be restrained at this time.

However, the little guys played tricks with them, which is still tantamount to asking for hardships, a one-sided trend, and there is no suspense about the outcome of the game.

The three major families all wanted to seize the sword, and they were on guard against each other, and they would have done it against each other at any time, but now they have no mind at all, even if they are determined to work together to clean up this group of mountain and wild villagers, but they are actually unable to get up, and the strength of the mountain hunters frightened them, and they couldn't help but retreat, and they fought and retreated outside the courtyard.

"Put them all in, and don't let any of them escape!"

"Got it, boss!"

"Don't worry, boss!"

“......”

The giants of the three major families are resentful, they are a figure at all, the elders of the big families, usually majestic, but today they are pressed and beaten by a kid who has not grown all their hair, and they are still in front of so many people, playing like a cat catching a mouse, where is the dignity?

Retreat while fighting, even if you lose, you will be defeated and few people will know about it, so as not to go out without face in the future, and even be unable to raise your head in front of your subordinates.

"Huangkou child, deceive people too much!"

"Master will smash you into a pulp!"

"My fan lacks a peach blossom, vomit blood!"

"Haha, why don't you say that your fan is so good that it has greeted your chrysanthemums!

After more than a dozen moves, I found that I was actually used as a whetstone, and I almost vomited black blood in anger.

thought that he would follow the big man into the mountains to hunt for treasure, and even if he couldn't eat meat, he could drink soup, but he didn't expect to be heeled, but he had withdrawn from the hospital, and his face was saved.

Ling Xingchen also found that they were too vegetable and too watery, and they were no longer qualified to be his whetstone, even if Jin Hu and the others were to clean them up, it would be a matter of minutes.

In order to put pressure on them, he decided to fight quickly, and the more important reason was that he felt that the strong aura that absolutely surpassed him by at least one great realm was rapidly approaching, and it was already less than a hundred meters, which could be said to be close at hand.

Seeing this, the village chief and a few white-haired elders had previously determined that Ling Xingchen's identity was extraordinary, but now they were even more affirmative, and they definitely had a great future!

If it weren't for him today, it is estimated that the Crescent Village would be finished, and they would have become sinners.

Although now they also think that the sword in his hand is extraordinary, but how can the things used by the children of the Great Family's Great Sect be mortal?

It is said that all things have spirits, even if what these three major families said is true, since the sword chose Ling Xingchen, it is fate, as long as he is unwilling, no one will succeed!

It's just that they don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse, and they all understand the truth of their sins.

The old and weak women and children were all in the main hall, and as the sound of fighting became less and less, the hanging heart was put back into the stomach, and I couldn't bear to look directly at the group of people lying in the courtyard wailing and cursing, not to mention that there were still howling like killing pigs outside.

However, the rise of Crescent Village is promising, and I am very relieved and excited.

Ling Xingchen intensified his efforts, the Holy Moon Sword was not a holy weapon, cutting off all the weapons of the elders of the three major families of Zhao Qiansun, and slapping them into serious injuries with the spine of the sword, lying on the ground, it is estimated that they will not be able to get out of bed for ten days and half a month.

"Stop it all!, your elders were seriously injured by me, and you still don't surrender?" Ling Xingchen unleashed his might and raised his arms after the three of them fell to the ground.

The few remaining people were all disarmed, and he continued: "Squat on the ground and hold your head in your hands!"

"I am, I am from the Zhao family in Zihua Town, under the mountain. Your village, it's over!"

"Grandpa, I'm the Qian Qian family, yes, are you sure you can withstand the anger and anger of my Qian family?"

"Okay, very good, cough cough, the three major families are all provoked, and now you can leave your whole body by handing over the sword, otherwise, everyone will be buried for you!"

"Wang-eight-egg, I think you've lived enough, right?" Ling Xingchen roared with a round glare, his cheek muscles already twitching.

Thanks to the big people who rewarded the monthly pass, and the big people who gave the red ticket, and thanked the big people who came to visit the ink, with you, Zimo is not lonely, not hesitant, and work hard to save the manuscript with the codeword, and send a different fantasy world, so stay tuned!