Before the four of us arrived at the entrance of the village, we had an unobstructed view of the situation at the entrance of the village.

Directly in front, nearly 100 militiamen, armed with long knives or steel forks, formed a circle, and if you think about it, the people who are firmly surrounded by these militiamen must be the sixteen invaders that my father said.

We ran to the entrance of the village, and I took the lead in dismissing a militiaman so that I could intervene to see what was going on inside.

In the eyes, fifteen black-clothed people riding white horses wearing black veils bloomed in the middle and spread out, holding the tip of the long sword in their left hand and facing each other with the militia, there was also a person in the middle, this person was roughly similar to the fifteen people, also a white horse, black clothes and black veil, extremely mysterious, the only difference was that his sword was still in the scabbard behind the back, not out of the sheath, thinking that this person must be the leader of these fifteen people, if not, how could there be such a generous treatment.

"Where do I seem to have seen this man's eyes?" When I looked at the man in the middle, the man also glanced at me, although his face was covered with a black veil, but from his eyes that swept over me, I still saw some clues, his eyes were unusually cold and calm, his eyes were familiar to me, I was sure that I must have seen this person, but for a while I couldn't remember where I had seen him, he just glanced at me, and then looked at the others.

"Don't talk nonsense, five thousand Carters can't lose a cent, you want money or life, you choose for yourself. "While I was still thinking about who this man was, my father had already quarreled with one of the men in black on the other side.

"Something is wrong!" I frowned and still looked at the man in the middle riding a horse and carrying a sword, I must have seen this look, but I wanted to figure out who it was, I was familiar with the people in the village, it must not be from the village, and I hadn't been in contact with many people outside... Thinking of this, I suddenly woke up, and suddenly remembered who this person was, and who else could it be? Wasn't he the man with the sword on his back who killed Wuge with a sword fifteen years ago? It's just that he rode a crocodile back then, and now he rides a white horse, and I looked at the sword behind him again, and it was definitely not wrong, I would never admit that the sword was wrong, it was him.

"Okay, you sword-carrying man, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break in, grandpa has dreamed of killing you for the past fifteen years to avenge Wuge..."

"I'll give you a fart! If you want money, you have to die, don't say that you don't want to leave today, even if you want to leave, you have to ask me if I agree!"

Looking at the man in black who was arguing with his father, he looked back at the man with the sword in the middle, and the man with the sword looked at his father with a frown, and nodded slightly.

The man in black turned his head back sharply, raised his sword to destroy the white horse and rushed towards his father, and the rest of the men in black followed suit and began to break through.

The militia in the village had been gearing up for a long time, and they could not tolerate their presumptuousness, and they fought with them as soon as they swarmed up.

The man with the back sword was looking at the battle situation with anticipation, and I took off the sword behind my back and quietly came behind the man with the back sword.

"Who?!" just as I was slowly approaching him, he suddenly turned his horse's head, glared at me fiercely, and scolded.

"Your grandfather!" I said, slashing my sword and rushing towards him.

"Kill!" the man's lips moved slightly, his left hand let go of the reins and turned into sword fingers, and the sword behind his back came out of its sheath and flew towards me.

Seeing that I was about to get to the man with the sword on his back, I forgot that the man with the sword on his back had the ability to control the sword with his qi, and the flying sword suddenly attacked, so I had to stand in place and fight with the flying sword with my left and right, and I couldn't take another half step forward.

The sword fingers in the hand of the man with the back sword flickered left and right, frowning and carefully looking at me who was tired of defense, and asked, "Who are you?!"

The flying sword of this sword-carrying man flickered up and down, left and right, like a swimming dragon, the ethereal void was unpredictable, it was really difficult to guess where it would attack me next, but fortunately, I still have some swordsmanship skills, and it will not be a problem to resist for a while.

"I'm your grandfather!You don't know your grandfather anymore?!" I gasped and scolded, it was only twenty rounds, and I couldn't be tired from this flying sword.

"Look for death!" The man with the sword on his back widened his eyes, and the speed of the sword finger in his hand suddenly accelerated, and the speed of the flying sword's attack was suddenly several times faster, and there was no trace of the flying sword in front of me, only the afterimage of the flying sword, I waved the sword in my hand and relied on the afterimage to guess which part of me it might attack next, and I couldn't think about it, so I could only rely on my subconscious instinct to defend.

"It can't go on like this. "I thought to myself, the movements of my hands only dare to be fast and not slow, and if I slow down for a while, my life may be gone.

"Ahh

"Hua Sixteen!" I was in a hurry, shouting the name of Hua Sixteen, and regardless of whether the flying sword was still by my side, I ran straight to my father, and at the last moment, I even rolled and crawled to my father's side, and with a sword I cut off the front legs of the white horse under the seat of the man in black, and the man in black fell to the ground with an unstable center of gravity and the horse.

"Kill you!" I roared with my knife in my mouth, and then jumped in front of the man in black who fell to the ground, aiming at his neck and slashing at his sword!

"Hmm" blood drifted by, and the man in black raised his head and stopped moving.

I didn't have time to care about others, so I slowly helped my father up and asked, "How is it Father Qiwu?

The father grinned in pain and reached out to touch the sword hole on his shoulder, and then shook his hand and replied, "It's okay, I can't die!"

I put my heart at ease, looking left and right for my mother's traces, and finally found Mrs. Tikage and my mother poking out to see what was going on behind a grass house, I helped my father to the back of the grass house and told my mother and Mrs. Tikecchi to treat his injuries quickly, turned my head and looked for the flying sword again, in my eyes, a black shadow was fighting with the flying sword, who else could it be?

Seeing that Nahua Sixteen was defending against the attack of the flying sword, and at the same time walking quickly towards the man with the sword on his back, how could he be so out of breath like me?

How would the man with the sword on his back know that there was such a master of swordsmanship in this village? The sword finger in his hand has already danced out of the afterimage, the speed of the flying sword is faster, how can he expect that the sword technique of the sixteenth is even faster and surprisingly fast, at a glance, the sixteenth sword is holding the sword step by step towards the man with the back of the sword, and he can no longer see that he has any sword swinging movements, but every attack of the flying sword, there will always be a "bell bell..." The sound was the metallic striking sound from the collision between Hua Sixteen's sword and the flying sword, and it was Hua Sixteen's swing of the sword that was too fast for the naked eye to see.