Ma Yiao's actions surprised the people on the entire shuttle bus, after all, there are actually some people in this car, and they are also colleagues from the rivers and lakes who watched the competition from Yangming Villa.

The driver slammed on the brakes and scolded loudly: "Looking for death? ”

He scolded and scolded, but he still looked in the rearview mirror in a little panic, afraid that something would happen to him.

I didn't know why Ma Yiao was so abnormal, but I jumped off without hesitation, and saw a bunch of people chasing after me on the mountain not far away.

It was a bit dark, and I couldn't tell who it was.

I chased after him, and Suzaku chased behind, shouting, "Why are you going?" ”

I said I don't know.

Ma Yiao ran to the foot of the mountain before stopping, waved at us, and whispered: "I saw that the person being chased seems to be Yang Sen." ”

Janssen?

Hearing this, we knew why Ma Yiao was so anxious, and he couldn't even wait for the driver to stop.

I see.

Dear readers, although I have repeatedly nagged you about my respect for Master Yang Lin, in fact, Ma Yiao's respect for Master Yang Lin is no less than mine.

This is a man who values affection and righteousness, and he may not express much on weekdays, but he never acts ambiguously.

After I knew why, I took a deep breath and began to touch the top of the mountain bag with Ma Yiao.

Turning over a small hill, I saw a paddy field at the foot of the mountain, where there were a dozen people chasing and rolling, we walked down, and saw that the man who was surrounded by heavy was Yang Sen.

At this moment he was holding a spear, the head of which was made of metal, and the body of which was a random tree trunk, not even all straight.

And this is the case, he grabbed it in his hands, but he could barely resist the culling of these guys.

However, Yang Sen's opponent was not someone else, but the flower-faced beggar who had previously lost the battle with Yue Zhuangshi.

And he wasn't the only one, the guy brought a group of people over, one of whom was Martin, who had attracted Janssen earlier.

They should have been chasing for a long time, Yang Sen saw that he could no longer escape, only to go up with a gun, and confront this crowd, I saw his gun, there was a bit of "there is no return" tragedy, knowing that he knew that he would die, so he held the idea of "can change one for another".

It was his desperateness that made the people around him not dare to push too hard.

However, with so many people, Yang Sen was still invincible with two fists and four hands after all, and was stabbed by one person, and immediately stumbled and almost overturned.

The flower-faced beggar stood outside the crowd, holding his arms like a cat playing with mice, and shouted, "Don't kill him, I want to live......"

He had plasters on his body and face, which he had been stung by a wasp when he fought with Yue Zhuangshi before.

Seeing that Yang Sen's condition was critical, we were so anxious that we rushed bravely, and in a short time I had already crossed Ma Yiao and rushed to the edge of the paddy field.

There were people on the periphery who were on guard, and when they saw us coming, they scolded loudly: "Beggars, get out of the way." ”

It was a little dark, and the man couldn't see what we were doing, and he wasn't sure if we were ordinary people or cultivators.

But when I rushed to him, and seeing the speed, he knew it, and threw his hand at me, saying, "Your Excellency, we are beggars, ......."

Bang!

"Beggar, you are paralyzed......"

When I staggered past him, I threw a fist, and the huge fist smashed into his face, smashing the guy's nose, eyes, and mouth, and spewing blood into the air.

Then I saw this group of people fighting in the fields, all of them were extraordinary, holding weapons, and without hesitation, they took out the lava rod from the gossip bag, shook it suddenly, turned into a long shape, and smashed it towards the people in front of them.

Clang!

The man was a master, and he reacted quickly, and he turned his head suddenly, and the iron sword in his hand slashed, colliding with me, and making a loud noise.

Then I rushed forward, but the man smashed the stick for me and flew into the air.

Ma Yiao crossed past me and rushed to the center of the warband, and the fan in his hand suddenly stretched out and landed on a hardwood stick, but the stick was cut off from it.

The owner of the hard stick was Martin.

With a lava rod, I repelled the people around me one by one to protect my position, while Ma Yiao helped Yang Sen who fell to the ground up, and when I saw him covered in blood, I asked anxiously, "Where is the injury?" ”

Even though Yang Sen overturned, his right hand still held the severed head of the gun tightly, looked at us vigilantly, and said, Who are you?

When Ma Yiao saw him speak, blood foamed from his mouth, and he didn't have time to explain, so he said to me, "Stop them." ”

I was in front of me with a stick, fighting this gang of beggars.

Suzaku walked leisurely through the crowd, but whenever anyone dared to shoot at her, she slapped him over and slapped the man back more than ten meters.

Ma Yiao was treating Yang Sen, who was in critical condition, and I was trying to protect him.

This group of people knew at a glance that they were the elite under the command of the flower-faced beggar, in terms of strength, although they were uneven, but there were three or five of them, but they were definitely very powerful masters, although there was still some gap with the flower-faced beggar, but with them, they still had a fairly strong proficiency.

Even if I suddenly coped, there were still some difficulties.

After all, these people are all ruthless characters who have been immersed in the rivers and lakes for many years and have been fighting for a long time.

However, I have a candle yin power surging in my chest, and the nine roads are turning the clouds between the sticks, but I am not afraid of these guys, and it is also a vicious fight at the moment.

The gang besieged us, and after more than a dozen rounds, after I knocked over the two of them with a lava stick, finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Dragon's head, this blue fat man's stick and methods are a bit weird......"

Call!

As soon as his voice fell, a strong wind rushed towards me, I returned a stick, but was caught by the double sword, I looked down, but saw that the flower-faced beggar, I don't know when, actually pulled out the red and blue double sword, rushed to me.

He pressed his sword against my lava rod pressed down like a mountain, and then asked word by word, "Do you dare to report your name?" ”

I sneered and said Didn't your subordinates say it, just call me Blue Fatty.

Ha......

The flower-faced beggar suddenly shouted, and slammed the lava rod in my hand away, and then the blue long sword wrapped around me, the tip of the sword bent like a rope, and wrapped my lava rod so that I could not escape.

Then, the red sword in his hand slammed into me.

This guy's methods are far more simple than what was revealed on stage before.

He also has a lot of hands hidden.

I dodged the flower-faced beggar's sword several times, and jerked the stick, only to find that the blue long sword was entangled in it, and not only that, but there was also a cold force that spread rapidly towards the rod.

The flower-faced beggar said proudly: "Blue fat man, do you regret it?" ”

Hearing this, I dodged the sword and laughed freely: "Fuck your uncle!" ”

Rumble......

In an instant, the candle flame was forced out of my body and fell on top of the lava rod, which burst out with scorching light and heat at this moment.

What used to be a stick like a stone has now turned into flowing lava.

The scorching heat scalded the blue long sword wrapped around it, and then, the tip of the sword evaporated directly.

The blue long sword was not a thing of gold and iron, but a magic weapon that was sacrificed and refined by the flower-faced beggar's face, and it was suddenly damaged at this moment, and the flower-faced beggar also felt the same way, and couldn't help but scream miserably, and retreated behind him.

At this time, Ma Yiao also stopped Yang Sen's injury, called Suzaku to take care of the person, and then a folding fan was unfolded and attacked the surrounding people.

Yue Zhuang's close-fitting folding fan was exerted in Ma Yiao's hand, but it was as sharp as a dagger, cutting off the long sticks in the hands of several people in a row, and also directly drawing out a large string of blood marks on the chest of one person.

Seeing that we were so violent, several people directly revealed the true nature of the nightkin , there were the firstborn and double-horned nocturnal nocturnal, the hairy Shen monkey nocturnal, and some didn't know each other, but they were all unprovoked and terrifying.

In the face of these people, we were not afraid, and I even carried a stick and rushed into the crowd to kill them all at once.

The long stick is inexplicable, and the courage is inexplicable.

Those guys who were still struggling to chase Yang Sen just now were shocked by my fierce momentum and actually began to retreat.

I fought hard, only to find that the flower-faced beggar who had just returned with a scream had not participated in the battle again, and I couldn't help but look up, but I saw that the guy had retreated towards the eastern slope with the support of the two of them.

Don't fight?

I originally thought it was a vicious battle, and I might not even be able to get out, but I never thought that the arrogant and domineering flower-faced beggar actually fled without a fight?

Could it be that Yue Zhuang's bee venom made him unable to do his best?

Seeing that the gang began to retreat in an orderly manner, I hesitated, and at this moment, Ma Yiao chased after the person on the left.

He caught up with the man in three or two steps, and the man turned around and thrust the broken stick in his hand into Ma Yiao's chest, but avoided it, and then Ma Yiao kicked him off the mud field with a sudden kick.

Probably because of the evacuation of the flower-faced beggars, these people had no backbone, and they were a little embarrassed when they evacuated, and they didn't care about their companions.

I saw Suzaku protecting Yang Sen, so I ran over to join Ma Yiao.

I had just run to him, but I heard the man on the ground laugh and say, "Brother Yiao, it's me, it's me......"

The man turned out to be Martin.

Martin, who was kicked to the ground by Ma Yiao, should have recognized Ma Yiao, hurriedly identified himself, and then said with a dry smile: "Shibei three days, when you are impressed, Brother Yiao has become so powerful now......"

He climbed the relationship, but Ma Yiao was unmoved, stepped on Martin's hand, and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, Martin, where is the fat flower?" ”