Time seems to stand still.

The long halberd burst out, whistling, rubbing the air, tearing the long wind, like an extremely long black light, it was more than ten meters away in an instant, clinging to Zhang's fat and passing rapidly!

Tearing off half of his face's beard.

The leader of the robbers still had his bell-like eyes wide open, and his cheeks were hot.

And the knife in his hand actually forgot to cut it at this moment.

Rumble.

He put his feet on the ground, his eyes still staring.

Just brushed shoulders with death, and that way.

Zhang was shocked.

In the eyes of the thieves, the halberd that the young man threw away flew higher and higher, as if he was running towards the sun.

The group was shocked.

...

...

Xia Guang shook his head, a little annoyed: "The shot is crooked." ”

He quickly conducted in-depth introspection: "Is it really because I didn't practice the halberd method?"

The young man was completely silent, ignoring the whole field, and muttered to himself.

And the eyes of the gang are involuntarily, still looking at the sky.

The halberd, flying farther and farther, flying higher and higher, exploded in the sunlight with a star-like luster...

There seemed to be the sound of saliva swallowing in unison in the air.

I heard the young man muttering softly.

The hearts of the gangsters are messy.

There's no crooked shot, this... This has something to do with whether you practice the halberd method and have a hairy relationship?!

Not to mention that the first time you hit it, it was a shot.

slapped the always fierce Shan Feixiong.

Is there such an action in the halberd method?

Say you a second time...

You just shot it.

Is there such a move as shooting in the halberd?

Lao Huang bent down and laughed, Childe's strength... Isn't there some strange bloodline awakened?Or is this the royal martial arts?

Collapse force, even if it is one of the "miracle forces in the world", no matter how strong it is, it will never be strong to this point.

Although shocked, the old servant did not relax his vigilance, holding the sword and rotating his body, looking at the thief who fell to the ground.

Half of the thief's beard had been torn off, there was some blood on his cheeks, his eyes were like brass bells, calm and violent, with some surprise that he had passed by death, and his cheeks were densely covered with wounds, as if he had been disfigured, and he couldn't see what he was.

Looking at the bearded thief with a beheading knife up close, Lao Huanghu's eyelids jumped.

A familiar feeling came over him.

He looked at the thief and said, "I have sixteen famous knives. ”

Zhang Zhiming came back to his senses, as if he was stunned, and asked in a deep voice: "The third dragon slayer, what is the eighth?"

Lao Huang did not relax his vigilance, and said word by word: "The eighth emperor evil, what is the first one?"

Zhang Zhiming showed excitement, "The first big snake, what is the sixteenth?"

The two of them are fast, like tongue twisters, you say a word to me, and have an inexplicable conversation.

This is the original Great Zhou's top secret order "Sixteen Famous Knives".

There are three codes, each consisting of nine knives in a fixed order, and the cutter must ask the question in full order and say the name of the corresponding knife.

This secret order is generally only known to some people at the top of the original Great Zhou, because of the existence of the Shadow Imperial Court and the Secret Guard, this secret order is very important.

Shadow Court, when the masters of the Dark Guard set out on a mission, if they want to get the help of the military or some senior officials, they can use this incision to gain trust.

Like Lao Huang, the incision with this outlaw is carried out in the order of "three, eight, one, sixteen, seven, nine, thirteen, two, and four".

If one of them is wrong, then it is an enemy, not a friend.

However, Lao Huang finished speaking, and Zhang Zhiming also finished speaking, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Obviously, not a single cut is right or wrong.

As for why this secret order uses "sixteen famous knives" as an incision, it is not for them to know.

Lao Huang finished confirming, and then turned sideways to the young man next to him and said, "It's a family." ”

With a wave of his hands, Zhang threw the beheading knife aside, shouting: "It's a friend!!"

The robbers who had been waiting for them in the high places all let down their vigilance.

Shan Feixiong, who fell to the ground, secretly cursed in his heart: Grass !!

The friend of the big boss is his friend, and this fight will naturally not be fought, and it will not be able to continue, and it is estimated that it will not be able to fight alone.

He fell to the ground, the internal organs in his chest had not yet returned to their positions, and he glanced at the white-clothed young man with scattered black hair with palpitations.

Your mother, a friend of the big boss, must be going up the mountain to drink.

Then take revenge on the wine.

This fierce strong man also thought about it, and the wound on his face that ran from his forehead to his lips became even more evil in his slightly open smile.

"It's a friend!" Zhang waved his palms into the air, then clenched them into fists.

Immediately, two small minions ran out from the other side of the valley and carried the second-rank martial artist Shan Feixiong back.

In the empty, rugged mountain road, the most dangerous checkpoint of Wuhu Mountain, only a young man, an old servant, a robber, and three people remained.

Xia Guangqi said: "Lao Huang, what's going on?! You still have such friends, didn't you also be a bandit before?"

The old servant sighed lightly, and the "This matter is a long story, Childe still doesn't want to know" was swallowed by him, if he said so, Childe would definitely ask to the end, so he just said: "Childe doesn't know, the big boss used to be a good person, and the old servant also knew him when he walked the rivers and lakes." ”

"What's going on with that series of incisions?" Xia Guang didn't give up.

Lao Huang smiled: "This incision... It was a few friends who were practicing together at that time who were bored and playing, saying that the rivers and lakes were dangerous and the exercises were strange. ”

After saying that, he was nervous.

But he really can't tell the truth to the little boy now.

His shoulders were not broad enough to provoke the rise and fall of a dynasty, nor were they able to face his real enemies.

So, he can't say.

Xia Guang shook his head: "Lao Huang, you really can't lie, don't you understand?"

The old servant lowered his head, thinking in his heart that he really hadn't lied much, he used to kill people directly with his sword, and the little boy broke it directly, and he didn't know what to say.

But Xia Guang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, what are you worried about, I won't chase and ask, who doesn't have a secret, how are you like a yellow flower girl." ”

The old servant couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhang on the side also saw the clues, he touched the side of his beard that was ripped off, changed the topic, and laughed heartily: "Childe's divine power, my old Zhang is just a word suit!"

Then Zhengse looked at the old servant and said, "Old friend, what are you doing in my realm?" Forget it, let's not say more, go up the mountain, I will let the brothers slaughter a cow, take out the wine in the cellar, and drink two glasses first!"

The old servant asked for advice: "Childe, are you good?"

Xia Guang faced Zhang's death and said straight to the point: "I'm here to save Huang Puxiang?

Zhang was stunned, he was rough and irritable, but he still had his eyes, he skimmed the old servant out of the corner of his eye, and the old servant nodded directly.

This rough man who seems to be a thief can't figure out the truth for a while, but since it's all on the same path, this old servant will definitely not pit himself, not to mention that Huang Puxiang can't let it go, and it's not that he will have the final say, so it doesn't hurt to give a verbal promise first.

So, Zhang Ming patted his chest: "Release!!Others come to the rescue, Lao Tzu refuses to let go of a four-grade exercise, since it is an old friend who is here, this face must be given! Isn't it just a girl?

Xia Guang nodded, since the old servant was like this, he also knew that this person was indeed credible, so he said politely: "Then it will be troublesome." ”

Zhang Mingming laughed heartily, "Little brother, I didn't say it, your strength is going to heaven..."

The old servant reminded softly: "Call Childe." ”

Zhang Death: ......

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On the top of the Five Tiger Mountain.

The scribe Zhang Da sat on a boulder, surrounded by a group of robbers.

The black and strong Han Fan Jiang is a second-grade top martial artist, took a sword, and stood aside.

"You've all figured it out, right?"

Zhang Da's face was gloomy.

Before everyone could speak, Fan Jiang said directly: "I have thought about it a long time ago, the big boss is bold and takes the lead, but this temper is too irritable, except for his henchmen, who have not been beaten by him?"

Moreover, in all fairness, this kidnapping of the eldest lady of the Huangpu family, even if he gets the benefit in the end and takes the four-grade exercises, how many of the brothers can have benefits?

We thieves just want to have enough to eat, to wear good gowns, to have a big house to live in, and to have women to play with.

But what about the big boss, he wants the four-grade exercises!

The attitude of the Huangpu family and the government also shows that this woman is indeed very important, so why don't we ask for tens of thousands of taels of silver?

When the time comes, everyone will divide it equally, and then change the boundary, whether it is incognito, or continue to do a few votes.

It's better than having your head on your waist all the time and living in fear, right?"

What he said was instructed by Zhang Da, and the effect was obvious.

Originally, this group of thieves who didn't follow Zhang to his death were more or less guilty, and they also belonged to the category of non-confidants, but when they heard this, they still hesitated.

The scribe Zhang Da said at this time: "As long as the emperor Puxiang is in our hands, tens of thousands of taels of silver will definitely not run, maybe for the sake of the four-grade exercises, the family government will fight with us, but tens of thousands of taels of silver is trivial."

We have a lot of people, and we have just captured a batch of repeaters, and when the time comes, as long as the big boss returns, we will ambush us, and the matter will be solved.

Do a vote, a lifetime of worry-free, brothers are willing to do it!"

There was a short pause.

Finally, the first person responded, "It's done, this surname Zhang is too irritable, and it's not so good to us."

With the first, there is the second.

"Yes, it's not our fault, we just have to eat and have a good life, who will be the thief?"

Soon, the thieves behind the mountain gate made one statement after another.

The scribe Zhang Da and the black man Fan Jiang glanced at each other and smiled.

Fan Jiang looked back at the tied Huang Puxiang in the low house, licked his lips, and was extremely restless in his heart.