"Steward Li?" Sun Yang was stunned, but quickly guessed the truth.

"Sun Darthead, I was ordered to come to answer and kill the Qingfeng Thieves with you!"

"Hahaha!

Sun Yang looked up to the sky and laughed, and directly pulled out the goose ring knife behind his back: "I knew that the young dart head would not come to die in vain, brothers, kill!"

Kill!

The dart masters of the Songlin Dart Bureau were stunned by this earth-shattering reversal, but in an instant, they burst into a raging battle intent, immediately turned their heads and drew their knives, and rushed towards those Qingfeng bandits who were already completely confused.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Li Ru's face was as cold as ice, and with a wave of his hand, the terrifying crossbow arrows flew out in a swarm, and in an instant, they were released to more than a dozen bandits who rushed to the front.

The Breeze Thieves were completely panicked, and a voice of despair rose in their hearts.

"This ...... It's over!"

Slash slash!

The sword light was like a shadow, Sun Yang took the lead, vented his grievances, released his anger, and rushed directly towards the bandits.

"Don't!"

"Help me!"

"Ahh

Blood splattered, accompanied by an incomparably miserable scream.

One by one, the heads were swept by the sword light of the pine forest dart masters, and they were instantly broken and separated from their bodies, and they smashed heavily on the ground.

There are even masters of the Li family, uniformly wearing black power suits, like a god of death, without a trace of expression on their faces, just a machine holding a sword.

After they suppressed it remotely with crossbow arrows, they rushed out directly, and under the leadership of Li Ru, they set off a wave of strangled death.

This breeze thief in Erlang Mountain seems to have become a turtle in an urn, and it is only a matter of time before he is strangled and killed.

......

On the other side, on the Qingyun Beach on the official road, the clear stream of the past is now a red light.

"Don't, I beg you, master, let me go, I have an old and a young ......"

A bandit, on his knees, pleaded as he fell backwards.

Before the meal, they were still clamoring to pull out the little lady of the Ye family and ravage it, but now, in front of him was a bright and flickering Songlin County fast catching long knife.

"Reincarnate in the next life, be a good man!"

A bloodied catcher took up his knife and cut off the head of the bandit directly, and as his body fell heavily to the ground, as far as the eye could see, the entire Qingyun Beach was already the corpse of the Qingfeng thief, there were more than 200 people, none of whom were spared.

Not far away, there are only two battlefields struggling to support.

First, Qin Huo, the second master of Qingfeng Village, a martial artist at the peak realm, was struggling under a golden knife, and he had no chance for a long time.

"Ding Mian!!, you fucking yin us with Ye Feng!"

Qin Huo was covered in blood and let out an unwilling roar.

He never imagined that the Ye Family Dart Bureau would use himself as bait in this game to lure Qingfeng thieves into the urn, and in the end, there was a golden knife Ding Mian sitting in the back, and in one fell swoop, he took down all the Qingfeng thieves he led.

The most hateful thing is that the whole plan did not reveal the slightest rumor at all, all the eyes and ears of the Qingfeng thieves in Songlin County were kept in the dark, and that damn Ouyang Xiong even sent a letter saying that Ye Feng would definitely die.

Fucking hell!

On the other side, Ding Mian didn't have the slightest ripple on his face, he saw the last flaw in Qin Huo's stick method, and the golden knife in his hand directly cut a golden thunderbolt in the air, and the rolling martial arts qi directly slashed through Qin Huo's neck.

Laugh at!

Blood gushes wildly, and human heads fly out!

Qin Huo, the second leader of Qingfeng Village, has become a ghost under the knife.

As soon as the golden knife came out, all evils were cleared, and it was indeed true.

The other side.

The scar man Xu Lin is like a trapped mad dog, still roaring wildly!

"Come on, come on, hahaha, any of you can kill me!"

He had fallen into madness, but with a spear and the combat power of high-level martial artists, many pine forest dart masters did not dare to approach.

"Hahaha! Songlin Dart Bureau, you gang of cowards, you fucking will play despicable methods, what kind of heroes! Even if it is your chief dart leader, Wu Zhiyuan, was not still poked by Lao Tzu in a dozen holes, drained his blood, and dropped him on the flagpole as an arrow target! Hahahaha!

Xu Lin smiled fiercely, the scar on his face had been covered with new scars and blood, and he looked extremely terrifying.

"Damn, you dare to insult Wu Dart when you are dying!"

A group of Qingfeng dart masters were furious, several people rushed over directly with serious injuries, the two of them clamped Xu Lin's spear with their bodies, and the remaining three people waved their long knives and stabbed into Xu Lin's body fiercely.

Poof!

Three long knives passed through his body, and Xu Lin spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he still had to use both hands to pinch the neck of a dart master, and at this moment, a sword light pierced his throat like a thunderbolt.

Ye Zhiyang, a sword with a brilliant sword, was extremely amazing, and ended this evil animal at the last moment.

"Click...... Click......"

Xu Lin was still gasping at the end: "Boss, no, I won't let you go......"

"Die!"

Ye Zhiyang's long sword was sharpened, and Xu Lin's head fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

"Ye Dart's head is good at swordsmanship!"

A group of pine forest dart masters cheered.

They're so cool.

No one would have thought that Ding Mian would lead his troops to support at this time, killing the Qingfeng Thief without leaving any armor, and when everyone learned that this was Ye Feng's strategy, they laughed even more:

"Damn! This is really against the sky, so vicious, no, I can think of a witty way. ”

"Damn, Lao Tzu really doesn't accept anyone, so he takes the young dart, and in this life, Lao Tzu doesn't go anywhere, so he mixes with the young dart head in the Songlin Dart Bureau!"

People admired Ye Feng's strategy, and only Ye Zhiyang rushed to Ding Mian for the first time:

"Ding Zhutou, do you have any news of Ye Feng?"

"Hmm, didn't Ye Feng explain his whereabouts to you?" Ding Mian was stunned.

"No, Ye Feng, he didn't say anything, we didn't know his plan until the moment we saw you......"

"I see, presumably Ye Feng was afraid that the plan would be leaked to hide it from all of us, but Miss Ye, don't worry, with his wit, even we adults are full of praise, and nothing will happen...... Having said that, Ye Feng's plan said that both teams of dart carts were sand, so where did the real food go, is it still in the pine forest dart game?"

"Of course not......" Ye Zhiyang said this, smiling slightly, his face full of pride: "We follow Ye Feng's plan, and only now do we really start sending darts?"

Hey......

At this time, the more than 100 dart masters behind Ye Zhiyang came over with a smile, and they unbuttoned their outer clothes, revealing the smocks inside.

I saw that their chests and belts were bulging, and they couldn't be seen from the outside, but if you calculated carefully, everyone had at least nearly 50 catties of food on their backs.

"This is ......" Ding Mian was shocked.

......