The town in front of him gradually revealed itself in the night. The bandits who took the lead looked at them from a distance, their expressions couldn't help but cheer up, and they howled with joy, like a pervert who had just been released from prison and saw a beautiful woman, with a whip in his hand, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and his speed increased by three points, leading the team behind him to gallop forward.

"Pull!"

Just as they rushed to the middle of the mountain road, they heard a calm and neutral male voice from the grass on both sides. Although the sound is not loud, in the sound of the sandy hooves of the hundred horses, it seems so clear and loud.

The next moment, the man turned on his back.

Ji Qiu only heard a few sounds of 'rubbing' in the distance, and saw that on the road in front of the bandits, a row of horse-blocking piles nearly half a meter high had been stabbed out of the sand.

Several bandits in front of them were surprised, and before they could stop riding their horses, their bodies had already collided with the stakes with inertia, and in the boom, even the men and horses fell into a ball.

At the same time, on the road in the middle of the bandit troops, a tripping rope that was originally buried in the soil was also pulled up, and the townspeople tied the rope to the trunk of the tree, and then several people pulled together at both ends, and saw that the center of the team, as if suddenly concave a large piece, in an instant, I don't know how many horses were tripped in the gallop, causing the horses to lose balance, people on their backs and horses, and the team behind did not have time to stop, and stepped on it in an instant.

In an instant, wails rang out all over the mountains, some of them were fallen, and many more were trampled by their own people after falling.

Before the screams fell, in the grass at both ends, bright rockets and torches that spun in the air had already pasted in front of the bandits.

And so they howled even higher.

"When the night is changing, the place is clear, and then the psychology of these guys is calculated, the three rings are interlocking, and this set of serial moves is quite neat." Ji Qiu was hiding among the treetops and watching, and while he was thinking, the noisy killing shouts were already ringing in his ears.

On both sides of the road, the young brave men in the town, either with simple knives in their hands or iron rods in their hands, with absolute faces and shouting loudly, rushed out of the woods and slaughtered the bandits who were reorganizing their formation.

The next moment, the two sides met in close arms, and launched the most primitive and violent hand-to-hand combat deep in the human genes.

In the chaos of the scene, Ji Qiu glanced at the top, and saw Yimei with his two disciples and a group of brave warriors behind him rushing out of the left side of the mountain forest, slashing and slashing all the way, straight through the crowd, and rushing towards the leader of the other party.

A Hao, a disciple of one eyebrow, was at the front end, and a big knife was swung by him like a wheel dance, but seeing the silver light flashing, the wind was noisy, and everywhere he walked, all the bandits, whether they fell to the ground, stood, rushed towards him, or turned to escape, were all splashed with blood and broken limbs under a knife.

This guy is like the edge of a sword, leading a group of men's men behind him, piercing into the enemy's formation, breaking through the enemy's defenses, and directly taking the head of the enemy general.

The edge of the sword, sharp as a sword. Until—he met the shield.

Those are the two tall and strong men who have been guarding the bandit leader's side since the bandit appeared just now, and they will not leave an inch.

With a body more than two meters tall and thick arms, in such a windy night, the upper body is still only covered with half a piece of animal skin, and the blue-black skin is like a rock-like muscle tangled and piled up, which looks very abrupt.

I saw the two of them roar, and then they clamped the horse's belly, and in the neighing of the fallen horse under their crotch, they leaped in front of everyone, blocking the road between them and the leader.

"Master?" Seeing this, Ah Hao turned around and asked.

"Be careful," he said.

"Yes!" Ah Hao agreed, then waved the knife in his hand and rushed forward in stride.

I saw that among the two strong men, the one with a slightly ugly face roared, stepped forward, and without looking at the blade that greeted him, he directly put his head on it.

For!!

Ah Hao slashed at the opponent's head, and the expected scene of plasma bursting did not appear, but as if he was slashing on a piece of iron, he could not be inched.

"Huh? What's going on! Ah Hao was surprised, and before he could swing the knife and slash again, the other party had already clenched his hands and directly punched him in the chest. Seeing the fierceness of the attack, he had no choice but to return to the knife to block.

The next moment, he only felt a huge force coming from his chest, and with a bang, the person had been knocked back four or five steps. Hurriedly looked up suspiciously, but saw the other party standing with his arms crossed, with a look of "you are a scumbag", and his nostrils were facing him.

"What the fuck are you ......" A Hao's face flashed with anger, and he raised his knife and wanted to step forward to fight, but there was a surprise behind him, but he stopped him with an eyebrow.

"Uncle Nine, that person just now really went all the way with them." In the crowd, a man said to Yimei.

"That's not right...... They don't practice the same thing. "One eyebrow and a slight groan" The young man just now used the Xuanmen Authentic Thirteen Taibao horizontal practice, although it has not yet reached the fullest, but the skin and flesh, I know it at a touch. As for the current ......"

"Humph!" With an eyebrow, Sairan smiled, "Side door, left road."

When the words fell, I saw his figure suddenly jump forward, and in the blink of an eye, he fell to Ah Hao's side, and his feet were beaten, and his arm slashed straight forward from left to right.

"Hah!" The strong man laughed, stretched out his huge palm like an iron fan, and slapped it straight towards the tip of the knife, wanting to cut one knife in two, but as soon as he made contact, a sudden pain suddenly came from the palm of his hand.

Hiss!

In an instant, the sound of tearing cloth sounded, the strong man's forearm trembled, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and retreated.

"Even chopping and dragging, using blood to draw blood, breaking his hard skills." An eyebrow and a knife fell, and he closed it with a snort, and said loudly with a face of grandmaster.

"Yes!" A few people behind him agreed, raised the equipment in their hands, and rushed towards the two big men without hesitation.

With their movements, the bandits beside the leader also killed at the same time, caught off guard for a while, the two sides collided together in an instant, the two intersected, and in an instant, blood splattered, and the crazy shouts and roars resounded throughout the forest road, and the ripples stirred up seemed to be perceptible even to the town far ahead, and the whole scene became more and more chaotic in a few seconds.

"It's time." Standing on the tree and waiting quietly for a while, watching the battle between the two sides was getting closer to the white heat, Ji Qiu thought about it in his heart, facing the direction of the eyebrows and several people, and lightly stepped on the thick branches with his feet, and quietly approached their position from the tree under the cover of the night and the branches and leaves.

At this time, everyone on the field almost entered a selfless battle, except for the black leader who fell in the middle of the group, guarded by a small group of bandits and two big men.

The leader is almost the only person on the battlefield who is still on horseback. His face was still covered by a black cloth, his vertical collar was raised high, and the war horse under his crotch was slowly turning its hooves in place, revealing a posture of unhurriedness. And the flaming arrows that shot from time to time in the distance were also blocked by a few bandits around him, and he didn't even look back, as if he was in a fugue, his body was shrouded in an inexplicable aura like a big boss.