Zhang Yuan had just walked out of the door, and in the heavy snow, a fat figure jumped down from the wall, sliding lightly for a distance, and holding a long knife upside down in the snow for a few steps, standing five or six feet away, laughing loudly.

"Okay, good, our family knows that those cow noses are unreliable, and sure enough, the second son is still wise, if you don't keep this hand, you will see the sun tomorrow!"

"You said that you are a concubine, and you are restless and stay in the Xiangguo Mansion, and come to this monk temple, isn't this pretentious?"

Zhang Yuan stood on his sword, "You're alone?"

The fat man was stunned: "You don't know who our family is?"

"Oh, who are you?" said Zhang Yuan indifferently.

The fat man said lightly: "Our Li Dashan has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for 20 years, and a long knife has beaten invincible opponents all over the rivers and lakes, and my friends on the road call me a 'broken flow knife', you don't even know?

Then he said: "Treasure, hand it over, and our family will let you go." ”

Zhang Yuan was about to surprise the killer, but when he heard this sentence, he frowned and said, "What treasure?"

But his heart tightened unconsciously, as if the other party's words were very familiar, as if someone had said it to him, and let himself have a very bad experience...... Could it be that this fat man knows that he has a secret? What a strange thing, how can this fat man know if he doesn't know it?

Li Dashan threw his long knife into the snow, crossed his waist and shouted: "Do you still want to deny it? You are a weak child, and you have become a martial arts master in a short period of time, don't you hide some natural treasures, peerless secrets?"

"If you obediently contribute to our family, it is not impossible to let you go!hahahaha...... Huh?"

Zhang Yuan's brows jumped when he heard this, and for some reason a wave of anger rushed straight to the heavenly spirit, and he suddenly interrupted the other party: "Die!"

A sword light cloak cut through the snow and shot sharply towards Li Dashan.

The fat man said "hey", the long knife drew an arc, the momentum sank, the point of the crooked sword, and then slashed at Zhang Yuan with a backhand.

Zhang Yuan's feet moved, sideways to avoid, and saw that although the other party was strong, his skills were very ordinary, his face was a little stunned: "You just hit these two?"

Li Dashan said angrily: "Just these two times, it's enough to clean you up!"

As he spoke, the long knife cut upwards and sharpened the angle, cutting towards Zhang Yuan's wrist.

Zhang Yuan's body flashed left and right, and in a few strokes, he burst into the blockade of the knife net, and hit the opponent's chest and abdomen fiercely.

Li Dashan's heavy figure flew out several feet away at once, and smashed straight into the wall, causing the wall to crack.

"Poof" spurted out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Zhang Yuan and said repeatedly: "You, you...... Okay, okay, wait for me. ”

This fat man really had rough skin and thick flesh, and he moved freely after receiving this blow, jumped up the wall flexibly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gasped: "Little ones, let us shoot arrows!"

Twenty crossbowmen suddenly appeared around the small courtyard, each holding a wooden box-shaped object, and the arrows at the front end were shining coldly, aiming at Zhang Yuan in the courtyard.

It's a crossbow machine!

Zhang Yuan's face sank, and he regretted his carelessness.

This fat man is obviously ordinary in martial arts, but he speaks loudly. Moreover, he had brought these crossbowmen with him, but he was alone with him, and this kind of sign made him inevitably misjudge the situation and not rush out decisively.

A soldier with a feather on his head shouted, "Release!"

"Whoosh...... ”

A series of short featherless arrows pierced through the snowflakes that were fluttering one after another, shooting at the people in the courtyard in all directions.

This kind of individual crossbow machine is often equipped with scouts in the army, or appears in the battle to kill martial arts masters and mountain bandits, and will not be used in the fierce battle of the army. Just because this type of crossbow has a very short range and is troublesome to reload, but the advantage is that it is extremely accurate, and the lethality in the short range is also considerable.

Zhang Yuan's sword was like a swimming dragon, protecting the vital point, while retreating towards the rear house. I saw that where the blue light flashed, a series of crisp crashing sounds sounded, and the crossbow arrows fell to the ground one after another.

"Poof. "An arrow went into the thigh.

"Poof! Two more were shot into the back shoulder and calf respectively, and the blood flowed straight out, sprinkling the snow like plum blossoms.

This is the reason why no martial arts master can fight against the army, as long as he is still a mortal in the flesh, it is impossible to resist such a dense rain of arrows and soldiers who can never be killed.

Fortunately, it is not deep into the flesh. Since the realization of the Zen sound, between the daily recitation, the invisible sound of vibration is also slowly transforming the body, and the skin, flesh, and bone are not as fragile as before.

Seeing that there was still a distance of seven or eight zhang from the hut, even if he retreated into it, he was caught in an urn, Zhang Yuan's expression was like ice, while carrying a sword like flying, dialing a crossbow arrow, while secretly lucky, taking advantage of the slow momentum of the arrow, a little down, the whole person jumped lightly to a big tree, and climbed up flexibly.

The only hesitation of the leading armor soldier was that Li Dashan shouted: "Little ones, get close to the arrows!"

The crossbowmen looked at the armorer with a bunch of feathers on his helmet, apparently only following his orders. And the leading armor soldier thought that the second son had instructed him to obey the fat man's command, and couldn't help but secretly curse "grass coward", and then waved his hand, and the crossbowmen jumped off the wall, approached the courtyard, and surrounded the big tree.

The heavy snow was an eyesore, coupled with the dense branches and leaves, the hit rate was much lower at this time, and Rao was like this, and he also rubbed several blood marks on Zhang Yuan's body.

Li Dashan took a sip of blood and drank proudly: "How long are you going to stay on it? Why don't you come down and talk, everything is easy to discuss." ”

"Pretend to be deaf, okay, let's let you know how the title of 'Broken Flow Knife' came about!"

As he spoke, Li Dashan slashed at the trunk of the tree with a knife, and the big tree that the three of them hugged suddenly trembled, breaking a big gap.

This fat man's strength is good, but his martial arts are common, and I don't know how he was fooled in Xiangguofu.

Li Dashan was about to cut down the second knife, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and the snow mass of the big lump fell from the sky like an avalanche, mixed with a lot of leaves and branches in the middle, and smashed down on the circle of people under the tree.

Just as everyone subconsciously protected their heads, or wiped away the clutter in their eyes, a nimble figure swooped into the crowd from top to bottom like a flying dragon......

The sword light is dazzling, and the sword aura is breathtaking!

The screams one after another, accompanied by the blood shot high, a group of crossbowmen fell down one after another as if they had been cut grass, and Zhang Yuan, who was dressed in black and black robes, was like the figure of death, walking around the tree with his agile body, and quickly harvesting the lives of the crossbowmen.

Ling Yu Jiashi's eyes were torn, watching his comrades and friends not die on the battlefield, but died in a monastery in this palace, and an iron heart that had survived a hundred battles couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't stop ...... yet. This armor soldier turned around and shouted at Li Dashan, as long as he blocked for a moment, his side could calmly retreat and set up a formation.

This time he turned around, but he was dumbfounded to find that the fat figure had already rushed out of the hospital, and his clumsy body shape did not seem to affect his flexibility at all.

The soldier laughed miserably: "Okay, good, Lao Tzu knows that none of these Jianghu people are reliable!"

As he spoke, he pulled out his waist knife and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brothers, draw your sword and fight in close combat, fight with this thief!!"

When the words fell, there were only five or six crossbowmen left on the field, and in a short period of time, more than a dozen lives were killed under Zhang Yuan's sword.

Led by him, these last few people all threw the crossbow machine, pulled out their waist knives one after another, and gathered together to form a small battle formation, waiting for Zhang Yuan.

The scattered soldiers are no longer brave, and there are thousands of enemy troops.

The martial arts masters on the rivers and lakes will not be afraid of hundreds of stragglers, but they are unwilling to shake the military formation composed of even ten soldiers.

Just because such a military formation is like an eight-armed Nezha, no matter how high your martial arts are, once you crash into it, you will usher in an offensive in any direction and from any angle, and you can't avoid it.

Zhang Yuan's expression was cold, and a wisp of blood slipped from the long sword in his palm, and drop by drop fell into the snow.

The small triangular formation of the remnants of the crossbowmen on the opposite side did not let him stop for a moment, and slowly approached the past.

Suddenly, the foot was vigorous, and a large handful of snow was splashed towards the opposite side by the toes, and the black figure was wrapped in this snow mist, and suddenly came with the momentum of thunder!

"Kill!" As soon as the Feather Armor let out a shout, he felt a chill in his chest, and his whole body quickly lost all his strength......

When I looked down, a hole the size of a bowl appeared in my chest and abdomen, and my internal organs, which were almost shattered into slag, were gushing out of the blood hole......

A series of blood mist shot out in the battle array, and from the leader of the armor warrior, the three people standing behind him were also pierced by this sword at the same time, and they ended up with heartbroken hearts.

Phaseless Soul Destroying Sword: Soul Breaker Style!

In the end, the three of them were heartbroken, retreated again and again, and were also pounced on by Zhang Yuan, one sword at a time, and ended their lives.

The originally peaceful Buddhist temple courtyard is now full of blood flowing all over the place, and the stumps and broken bodies are scattered everywhere, scarlet and dazzling, like a Shura field. But this tragic scene was soon covered by the heavy snow, and even the corpses gradually disappeared into the snow.

The night is still very long.