With a short wail, a piercing sound of bones shattering, the giant claw also burst open and disappeared into the air.

The bodies of the three of them were squeezed together, accompanied by a stream of heat, turned into a mess of mud, and fell to the ground!

The red and white were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell who was who, and only the head was left rolling to the side, intact.

Fortunately, it was still a rainy night, and everyone saw it very vaguely. But even so, many people were disgusted, and some of the women in the village had already leaned against the wall and vomited.

Those bandits were all shocked, looked at each other, and couldn't help but retreat.

The villagers also hurriedly withdrew their hands, helped the injured people to retreat to the other side, and looked at Shen Liang in the rain, as if they had seen the devil, extremely frightened.

"You guys should be damned!"

Shen Liang looked at the group of bandits in front of him who were a little overwhelmed, his eyes were extremely cold, and his body exuded bursts of murderous intent.

He would never allow this village to disappear before his eyes, and what should disappear was this group of evil bandits!

Chang Youwei frowned and looked at the figure in the rain, what he never expected was that there were several martial artists in this village, and their cultivation was not weak.

But so what? It's just a fifth-order martial artist.

Chang Youwei sneered, carried a chain of big knives, walked out of the crowd, and shouted, "Boy!

Shen Liang was taken aback and frowned slightly. He couldn't see through this person's strength, and sighed slightly at the moment, secretly afraid that it would be another vicious battle!

"Less nonsense!"

Chang Youwei sneered and said, "Since you are so ignorant, grandpa, I will send you back to the West! Brothers, give it to me, the men will kill all the men, and the women hehe...... Take them all back!"

The bandits' eyes lit up for a while, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, shouting, laughing wildly, and rushing towards the crowd in a chaotic manner!

Feng Yeling turned his head and hurriedly said, "You quickly take the villagers out of here, I'll come with Shen Liang for a while!"

Wen Qing was taken aback, looking at the two of them in Feng Yeling, she didn't know what it was like, and she frowned and said, "No......!

"Don't talk nonsense, you can't stop this group of bandits with your three-legged cat's kung fu!"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, he naturally knew how bad his cultivation was, except for running away, his combat power was not as good as a second-order martial artist.

"Take care!"

"Come with me, everyone!"

Wen Qing glanced back at Shen Liang and the others, and hurriedly ran towards the back mountain with the panicked villagers.

Seeing this, the group of bandits couldn't help but be anxious, and roared and rushed forward.

Shen Liang snorted coldly, turned his body on the spot, and swept out with a palm!

The dragon claw appeared in front of Shen Liang's eyes again, accompanied by bursts of low groans, and slammed into the crowd.

The crowd exclaimed, and before they could retreat, they were instantly slapped up by the giant claws, killing many people, hitting the wall, and falling to the ground with a wail.

Everyone was startled, and immediately stood in place, and kept retreating, looking at each other, and couldn't help but look at each other.

At this time, a vacuum area was formed in front of Shen Liang, and no one dared to step forward.

"Rush over to me, I'll meet him!"

After a while, Chang Youwei had a gloomy face, flew out of the crowd, and landed in front of Shen Liang.

"Give me death!"

Chang Youwei no longer hesitated, and slashed towards Shen Liang with a chain of big knives, and the whirring sound of breaking the air sounded one after another, and an impermeable knife net was formed between the flying blades.

At this time, Shen Liang's pressure increased sharply, where did he dare to take the white blade empty-handed, and when his body twisted, he dodged again and again, which was quite embarrassing. Although he was very anxious, he could only watch the group of robbers slip away from under his nose.

But fortunately, there is a Wind Leaf Spirit behind him.

I saw that the wind leaf spirit took out the long whip, and his body danced in place, and the long whip in his hand was like a spiritual snake, and it was drawn on everyone's body accurately.

The swift momentum directly whipped away every robber, and everyone felt a flower in front of them, and then there was a strong force on their bodies, as if they were being hit by a giant beast, and they were forced to fly out upside down.

On the side of the road at night, screams rang out one after another, and there was no half figure within a radius of three meters from the Wind Leaf Spirit, but I faintly saw slender black shadows thrown out one after another.

A crisp sound, accompanied by a burst of screams, those bandits who tried to rush in vain, without exception, were all swept to the ground, wailing everywhere.

Seeing that his subordinates couldn't break through the defense of one person, he knew from this moment that this plan was going to fail.

If they knew that there were fifth-order martial artists in this village, they would have to call them in charge. However, he recommended himself and was full of confidence, thinking that it was not just a small village, but who knew that the reality gave him a big slap in the face.

They suffered heavy losses in this mission, and they were afraid that they would be severely punished when they returned.

Looking at the many subordinates who fell to the ground and wailed in front of him, Chang Youwei couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Then looking at the stubbornly resisting young man in front of him, Chang Youwei's heart was full of anger, and even the offensive in his hand couldn't help but increase a lot.

Shen Liang's forehead was already sweating slightly, and he retreated while dodging. This man's knife technique was so tricky, like an impenetrable net, not giving Shen Liang a chance to breathe at all. The surrounding atmosphere was extremely depressing, and each knife turned into countless rays of light and shadow, as if there were thousands of knives slashing towards Shen Liang.

Shen Liang's eyes were glazed, his head was drowsy and tired for a while, and he couldn't use all his strength, and he didn't have a chance to use many moves. Whenever he wanted to withdraw from the battle circle, the man's broadsword followed like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he couldn't shake it off.

For a while, Shen Liang gradually fell into disadvantage, if it weren't for his relatively agile body, I am afraid that he would have been stabbed several times.

Seeing that Shen Liang's situation was very bad, Feng Ye Ling hurriedly rushed towards Shen Liang. The many robbers in front of him were like thin pieces of paper to the Wind Leaf Spirit, without any resistance.

Seeing this, Nachang Youwei couldn't help but scold, and sighed in his heart that he was afraid that he was going to fall short.

Although his phantom sword technique does not have instantaneous explosive power, it is like a surging river, endless. The offensive was like a cascading wave, and its power gradually increased. It is no exaggeration to say that if he is given enough time and enough true qi, in the end, his sword technique will definitely be unstoppable, and its power can be comparable to the world's first-class exercises!

It is also very easy to break his sword technique, as long as you escape from his attack at the beginning, or break his attack net with your own strength, this sword technique is useless.

Many people only anticipate this at the end, and by the time they react, it is already too late.

This young man was already a piece of meat on his chopping board, but at this moment he had to face not only this young man, but also the woman who flew over.

Chang Youwei couldn't help but scold, looking at the thin shadow that was speeding around, he couldn't help but withdraw his knife momentum and retreated.

Only then was Shen Liang able to breathe, looking at the Wind Leaf Spirit that fell beside him, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

At this moment, Shen Liang only cared about vigilantly guarding the man, and did not notice the slightest trace of fear in his heart.