On the road at night, there was hardly any light except the night light of the carriage, and a dozen bandits watched cautiously in the distance. Seeing these people not far away getting closer and closer, they didn't notice that the valley was particularly quiet at this time, and all the animals and monsters tried to stay away from the carriage, which was their instinctive fear, of course, the bandits couldn't feel it.

One of them raised his crossbow and aimed at the most powerful mercenary in the group, the tall swordsman Henry with a heavy sword in his hand, and the others, the monk was too weak, and Morton was also inconspicuous with an iron rod, and the female elf who was driving the car there was directly kneeling in the scope of the trophy.

With a whoosh, the bolts flew towards Henry.

"Ah", a terrible scream, the tall Henry fell in response, this action frightened everyone, according to the monk's meaning, as if he did not find this group of thieves, and when this crossbow arrow came over, he casually knocked it out and showed their kung fu to give them a shock.

Hurriedly walked up to Henry, the swordsman's face was full of smiles, he held the crossbow arrow in his hand, lay on the ground and whispered to Hui Gang and Moulton who were coming around:

"I was afraid that if I shot the arrow, the people around me would escape, and that would be too boring. ”

This kind of pretentiousness made the monk speechless, and the idea of smoking him a few more rattan sticks in the next training session inexplicably came to him, and the female elf Jiani came over to take a look, and couldn't help but give him a fierce look, and hurriedly went back to appease Xiao Fei'er, who had been alarmed.

The bandits on the side of the road were really fooled, and more than a dozen people saw that an arrow had hit the most powerful person, and their confidence soared. rushed out with a weapon, and surrounded the monk and his party in a murderous manner.

Although they are only bandits in the countryside, these people are well equipped, each of them has neat leather armor, holds good weapons in their hands, and each of them is strong and looks murderous.

Of course, these people are not worth mentioning in Hui Gang's eyes, he was going to show some strong skills to scare these people away, but suddenly felt that there was blood on these people's bodies, and he couldn't help frowning.

The female elf next to him seemed to see what he was thinking, and whispered to the monk:

"These thieves killed many people in these remote places. Because they are often local people, if they don't stop talking, they may expose their tracks, and stop touching the compassionate thoughts in their hearts. ”

The monk who heard these words suddenly felt anger in his heart, and also sighed secretly, no matter what world is like this, what he saw when he walked the rivers and lakes in his previous life was a hellish scene of people eating people, and when he came to this world, although the things he experienced were also full of deceit, and people's hearts were sinister. But not so cruel yet.

Unexpectedly, the things that should have been encountered were encountered, but the monk ignored one thing, that is, how he felt the bloody breath on the other party's body.

Looking at the travelers who should have wept bitterly and fled in all directions, they chatted there casually. The leader of the gang of thieves felt a little uncertain in his heart, but when he saw the big samurai on the ground who had been killed by a crossbow arrow, his heart grew bold again.

However, at this time, Henry scolded in his heart, originally thinking that he had attracted thieves and happily went into battle. Unexpectedly, it was self-defeating to do this for Morton, and he also knew in his heart that if he threw away the 'crossbow arrow that pierced his throat' in his hand and stood up, I am afraid that these little thieves in front of him would have already scattered and fled.

Morton turned his head and grimaced at the lying on the ground, dragging the iron rod to the field, those thieves couldn't help laughing at a glance, the warriors on the mainland are extremely particular about posture and demeanor when holding weapons, and the long weapons must be held with both hands, and they can react at any time in battle.

Those who dragged iron rods like this seemed to be thieves like them or warriors who did not enter the stream.

The monk nodded secretly when he saw this in the back, in the battle of life and death, every effort had to be saved. However, many of the martial arts education Henry and Morton received in the past had some understandings that seemed inexplicable to the eyes of monks, such as the posture of holding a sword and a stick, and the etiquette of hands.

Hui Gang knew that he had been with these two young people for less than a month now, and even if he taught them some advanced martial arts, it would not be possible to have any great results. The monk remembered that when he was first taught martial arts by the abbot, he simply worked on the details, such as the boring sword swinging practice that made the swordsman suffer in order to correct Henry's flawed swordsmanship.

A few days of Dharma stick practice gave Morton a calm temperament in his gestures, of course, the bandits on the opposite side couldn't see it.

Shouted a few words on your own side, and gave the woman over and spared your life. But the other party didn't react at all, and he didn't continue to say more.

One of the bandits raised his machete and slashed at Morton with a shout, the force was quite terrifying, but it was not a real killer move, and the spear in the hand of one of the thieves standing to Molton's left was like a poisonous snake piercing his waist. The monk who was standing by and watching was a little strange in his heart, thinking that it was a rabble of bandits, but there was a lot of discipline in the attack.

The iron rod, which had been loosely dragged to the ground, suddenly jumped up like a poisonous snake. One end of the stick slammed into the back of the knife, and the bandit holding the knife couldn't withstand Moulton's super strength at all, and even flew out with a knife, knocking down several of his companions.

The spear that stabbed into Moulton's waist was still a few minutes away, and the iron rod quickly reincarnated along his hand, and collided with the hilt of the spear, and the spear snapped. The stick pushed forward along the ground, and struck upward, picking the spear-wielding thief straight from the ground and slamming him to the ground.

Seeing Moulton's performance, these bandits knew that they had kicked the iron plate, but they saw that Hui Gang and the female elf Jiani on the side of the carriage were both very weak, and there was still one lying on the ground.

The leader of the thieves couldn't help but have some thoughts in his heart about taking it by more people, and he shouted viciously to his men:

"Brothers, just take down the boy who is holding the stick now, seize the two women, and sell them, and we will be rich. ”

Encouraged by this, the bandits, who had already been discouraged, plucked up their courage and gathered around again.

At this time, Henry, who was lying on the ground, could no longer bear it and jumped up from the ground. Shouting from the mouth:

"Leave me a few. ”

Rushing into the crowd like a bull, the bandits hadn't reacted yet. The leader of the thieves at the front saw a huge blade in front of him slap over, and he didn't even have time to scream, he was directly shot far away, and the sound of hitting the trunk of a tree was faintly heard in the woods.

Now all the bandits knew that they had chosen the wrong target, and scattered at an unimaginable speed, and according to the agility that Morton and Henry had greatly improved after training, there was no way to intercept them.

No one noticed that a small ball of light came out of the fluttering carriage in the carriage, and the little winged lion swayed to the top of the carriage, looking around sleepily, as if he was very dissatisfied that someone had disturbed his sleep, and roared milkily at the bandits who were running away.

This roar is very cute, and it is the same as the barking of a cat or a dog in the monk's ears. But the bandits heard the roar. Mentally, he seemed to have been greatly shocked, and in an instant, his legs and feet were sore, and he collapsed directly to the ground.