The day is about to dawn, after a short rest, Chen Fan opened his eyes slightly, the moving vehicle began to tremble, and even began to skid, Chen Fan, who was full of energy, his eyes were surging with different colors, and outside the light-blocking glass, the end of the day began to appear a faint morning light.

Chen Fan looked at the ice and snow road winding up in front of him, slightly distracted, where was ahead, how far the purpose was, he didn't know anything.

But at this moment, dozens of prostrated warriors appeared in Chen Fan's mind, all of them were the family emblems of the Muto family, and they waited quietly at the turn of the vehicle, condescending.

"Not good!"

Chen Fan secretly screamed, looked back at the cars following behind the car, and swallowed his words again.

Now what he has to do is how to get out safely.

As for the Muto family and the Mitsui family.

It is in Chen Fan's interests to do it.

Seeing that the curve ahead was getting closer and closer, Chen Fan slapped the glass without any hesitation.

Dead friends don't die poor, not to mention, Chen Fan also wants to get rid of surveillance now, since the Muto family is doing it here, then the destination is not far away!

Click!

Chen Fan's slap slammed on the glass, and the glass did not shatter into a hole as expected, but cracked like a spider's web.

"Oops!!"

A look of astonishment appeared on Chen Fan's face, and then he showed determination, his hand pulled up to his waist, and the Shenyue scimitar was held in his hand by it, poked it along the crack, and then shook his hand in a circular arc.

The crisp sound of the glass breaking came, and the sharpness of the Shenyue scimitar really did not disappoint Chen Fan!

He didn't think about it, and with a flick of his body, he jumped out of the hole.

Almost at the same time, there were several explosions behind him, and there was the sound of a knife coming out of its sheath.

But before the knives in their hands could cut Chen Fan's feet, they heard a loud boom from the vehicle, and then the world turned upside down, and the world turned upside down.

I saw two huge logs piercing from the top of the road, directly to the side of the wheels, and the bus carrying people fell into the abyss below the snow-covered road with a loud bang.

Chen Fan's body still bears the inertia of the vehicle, rolling forward a few times, whistling in his ears, the rolling wood almost flew past his head, and when he turned around, he just saw the bus being hit and flying off the road, and the secret road was dangerous.

But instead of stopping, he jumped into the grass beside him.

The car behind the bus had stopped urgently at this time, but the samurai of the Muto family, who had already been ambushed, would let it go easily, and as soon as the car door opened, a scream was heard.

"Yaga!!"

There was an angry roar from an off-road sedan behind, and two sturdy Mitsui samurai kicked open the door, opening up a space with their bare hands, and the people of the other sedan followed suit, forming a defensive circle around the car.

But the samurai on the side of the Muto family were obviously stronger and more numerous, and they took the lead, and the samurai of the Mitsui family suddenly screamed again and again, and the sound of weapons clashing continued.

Chen Fan, who was hiding under the tree and was about to watch a good show, looked at all the samurai who got off the car and the situation in the car, and frowned, not only Mitsui Kudo was not there, but even Harano and Sagami were not there, and even, Chen Fan's fierce leader was only a samurai from the Mitsui family.

"Mitsui Kuto, this old fox!"

Chen Fan couldn't help muttering, the matter here has nothing to do with him, he must find Dongshen Mountain!

When Chen Fan discovered that Mitsui Kuto was suspicious, the samurai in ambush of the Muto family also discovered this, and the offensive became fierce, and soon suppressed and divided the people of the Mitsui family into three groups, and the samurai of the Mitsui family understood that they were outcasts at this time, their morale was low, and they became slaughtered lambs in an instant.

When the two sides were fighting, an off-road vehicle belonging to the Muto family suddenly roared and drove towards the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the Mitsui family villa villa, the door of the core villa not only did not reduce the number of samurai guarded, but there were several more than usual, and the position of the six samurai was very delicate, with each other being horns, and they could see each other's blind spots.

As the morning grew colder, the samurai's body trembled a little as he stood under the tree, and he looked around, when suddenly a snake swam on the snow-covered ground and winded towards him.

"Snakes in winter?"

The samurai under the tree muttered, as if mocking the snake that did not hibernate.

However, as soon as the corners of his mouth were grinned, he suddenly remembered something, and his complexion changed, and he was about to raise his voice, but the shot that was rushing towards him rose up and came towards his neck, and in his open mouth there were four terrible fangs.

"Damn it!"

The samurai under the tree roared angrily, drew his sword, and instantly cut the snake in two, but before he could make the next move, the broken snake head did not lose the strength to move forward, and tore at his neck at once.

"Ahh

The samurai under the tree opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, he heard the samurai next to him screaming first.

The samurai under the tree grabbed his neck hard, and there was a sharp pain in his neck again, and there was a piece of meat embedded in the snake's mouth of the half-cut snake in the palm of his hand, and the samurai's face changed, and he covered his neck with his hand for the first time.

He had just finished this action when an erosive skeletal face suddenly appeared in front of him, and a bloodshot eye was staring at him.

"Ghost ...... Ahh

The samurai screamed and retreated, only to find a whirring sound in his throat, he couldn't make a sound, his brain was dizzy, and a withered hand struck his eyes.

"Damn it, how dare you kill one of my treasures!"

Deadwood's hoarse voice came, his hand was withdrawn, his fingers were stained with blood, and the samurai in front of him had fallen in a pool of blood.

"Wow!"

A strange whistle came from the mouth of the dead wood, and five snakes came rushing towards him from different directions, burrowing along his legs into the wide robes.

Deadwood glanced in five different directions, and with a few twitching chuckles, he swaggered towards the villa gate.

Soon, there was another coquettish sound in the villa, mixed with the sound of weapons, steel wires, and porcelain shattering.

But this sound, which did not last long, fell silent.

A few minutes later, the first floor of the villa was in shambles, and both the female concubine and the hidden samurai fell to the ground in different positions.

The black robe of the dead wood was stained with a lot of blood, and his feet stepped on the blanket step by step to the second floor, and more than a dozen snakes ran to different rooms, as if looking for something.

A smaller snake ran in front of the dead wood, and it swam up the corridor on the second floor, spitting out a letter, and running towards the corridor to the left.

Deadwood's expression couldn't help but be happy.

But at this moment, the swimming snake suddenly roared, and the whole body emitted a puff of green smoke, which was cut into three or four pieces, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt snakes.

"Hehe, interesting!"

The dead wood was not angry but happy, he turned his hand over, and there was a peculiar bead in the thin palm, and he threw the bead away, supported it with one finger, and rotated the bead.

An incredible scene appeared, the infrared rays that could not be captured by the naked eye reflected in the beads.

Deadwood's eyes burned, and he suddenly leaped forward, and in different postures he headed towards the corridor, occasionally pestle the ground with one hand, occasionally roll sideways, occasionally lie on the ground, and after about a minute, he stood in a thick doorway, and looked down at his robe, which was still cut in many places.

"The lost dzi, the collection that the Mitsui family plundered a hundred years ago, is now all mine!"

Deadwood laughed wildly, tinkered with the door for a while, and opened the thick door faster than Chen Fan.

"Hahaha, I'm here!"

The dead wood swooped into the study.

But soon, there was a reverberating voice from the gloomy sky in the entire mountain villa: "Who, who is the first to get out!!"