The car is sparkling, all the way to the north, and in less than a day, it enters the boundary of Yingchang Mansion. It was the height of summer, it was noon, and the scorching sun was in the sky.

Wang Yuyan was drenched in sweat, her cheeks were like fire, and she was delicate.

Seeing this, Yang Xiong shouted to the coachman in front: "If there is a shady place ahead, rest after noon." ”

The coachman shouted: "Okay, drive"

After another half an hour, the speed of the car slowed down and it came to a stop on the side of the road.

The coachman said, "Master Hou, there is a restaurant on the side of the road." ”

Yang Xiong was overjoyed, got out of the car with Wang Yuyan, and came to the restaurant. Wang Yang had a table for two people, and three coachmen and two attendants sat at a table.

When the second child in the store saw someone coming, he hurriedly came out of the hall to greet him. There is not much food in the store, just braised beef, steamed buns and other food. An attendant beckoned Xiao Er to come out with a few plates.

After dinner, Xiao Er poured out the tea, and the group drank tea to rest and cool, planning to go on the road again when the sun was setting in the west.

After a long time, suddenly there was a sound of hooves, from far to near. An entourage went out to watch and said, "Master Hou, hundreds of horsemen are coming from the south, and the sword light is dazzling in the distance, it must be a person in the martial arts." ”

Yang Xiong said: "Got it." He stopped talking and continued to nap.

After a short while, the riders stopped in front of the store.

When Yang Xiong opened his eyes, he was suddenly startled in his heart, and he was completely sleepy. I saw that most of the horses were carrying two or three people, and some of them were like broken sacks, on the back of the horses.

Almost all of these people are known to Yangxiong! One group is the people of the Yipintang of Western Xia, most of whom are people who have absorbed their internal strength in the parallel world; the other group is the beggars, all of them have been restrained, tied with ropes, and their expressions are aggrieved, and they seem to be unable to move.

Some Western Xia warriors dismounted and entered the shop, shouting and shouting, while some of the beggars pulled down from the ground to rest their horses and let them bask in the sun.

The beggars were silent, thinking that they were all spotted dumb.

Suddenly, Nuerhai walked up to the coachman's table and shouted, "There is not enough space, go out, go out, you have enough rest!" Before he could stand up at the table, he turned around again and shouted to Yangxiong, "You also go out." ”

Yang Xiongxin said: "For the sake of the second brother's incense, I have to save these beggars." It's just that Yu Yan is a burden here, but it is inconvenient. He stood up at the moment, didn't speak, pulled Wang Yuyan, and walked out.

Yang Xiong and Wang Yuyan sat in the deepest part of the store, because it was more shady inside. It takes a certain amount of time to walk out slowly.

Yang Xiong used his internal strength, covering his whole body, and squeezed through the many Western Xia warriors. Suddenly, Helian Tieshu stood outside the store, and several dull-looking people stood beside him. When Yang Xiong saw it, he knew that those people were wearing human skin masks.

One person whispered in Helian Tieshu's ear: "General, this person is Dali Tianji Hou Yangxiong. Yang Xiong's internal strength is deep, and his ear voice is extremely smart, and he can hear that person's words clearly.

Yang Xiong's mind was racing, and he judged that the person who spoke was Murong Fu. From the figures of the five people wearing character masks, it can be seen at a glance that four of them are different from the bags they have met, Murong Fu, Gongye Qian, and the turmoil, and the other person is Deng Baichuan.

Helian Tieshu immediately took a step back and said, "Stay." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Xiong took the lead in activating it, and the watermelon knife moved out. He held Wang Yuyan in one hand and a knife in the other, and a move came out in all directions of the night battle, slashing out like lightning around him.

Screams erupted, blood splattered, stumps flew, heads rolled, tables and chairs collapsed. The store was in a mess.

Yang Xiong cut a space around himself and Wang Yuyan, and immediately flew up, trying to break through the roof and break out of the encirclement. I was not afraid, but when the Western Xia warriors reacted, they slashed in the small space in the store, and Wang Yuyan was most likely injured. As for the coachman and his entourage below, they couldn't take care of it.

Boom, Yang Xiong flew up, knocked out a big hole in the roof when he landed, pulled Wang Yuyan below, and came out of the hole. Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my hand, and my body fell. He was startled, looked down, and saw Murong Fu flying up and grabbing Wang Yuyan's ankle.

Yang Xiong's heart flashed: "If Yu Yan falls into the hands of Murong Fu, I will never worry about my life, but I am one less burden, just to kill and save the beggars!" The toe was a little on the roof, and it flew up again, landing on the side of the store.

These few rabbits rise and fall, only between breaths. Several screams rang out in the shop, and the bodies of three coachmen and two attendants were dismembered by random knives. The warriors of Western Xia held their swords and came out.

Yang Xiong is no longer burdensome, why is he afraid of this group of Western Xia warriors? Immediately moved a halberd out and shouted, "Come out and fight." ”

Although the Western Xia warriors were outnumbered, they listened to his majestic shout, and there was fear in their hearts, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

Gongye Qian shouted: "Everyone is together, and the knife divides him." ”

The samurai scattered in all directions, circling around Yoo's flank, surrounding Yoo in the middle. Suddenly, they rushed up, with long knives and sharp swords, and attacked Yang Xiong one after another.

Yang Xiong carried the turtle shell skill, and at the same time, the internal force penetrated into the halberd, and he didn't pay attention to any moves, and slashed around.

In an instant, Yang Xiong was stabbed several times, and the skin was not broken under the defense of the turtle shell. But he danced with his halberd, and blood and flesh flew all around, and five or six Western Xia warriors were beheaded on the spot.

Suddenly, the storm rolled on the ground viciously, unfolded the lying knife technique, and slashed towards the yang and yin. Yang Xiong's feet were wrong, and he only heard a "snap", and the evil single knife was broken by Shengsheng.

Yang Xiong raised his foot and kicked out, Feng Bo Evil lay on the ground with one palm to resist, only to hear the sound of "Peng", Feng Bo Evil's body flew up, and when he landed, he rammed into the three people behind him, and flew back several feet together, vomiting blood together.

Yangxiong's halberd didn't stop, still dancing like a storm, and the blade wind scattered out, only causing the faces of the warriors to ache, like a real knife cutting, not daring to get too close.

The three samurai behind Yoo saw a gap and flew up. One person raised his knife and cut it off on his head, and the two raised their swords to stab Yang Xiong's ribs.

Yang Xiong's internal force gave birth to an induction, and he didn't resist the two swords under his ribs at all, only his body was slightly sideways, and he slashed at the person who flew down with his backhand.

I could only hear the sounds of "poof", "poof" and "poof" sounding one after another. The blade of the man who made the knife was broken first, and then it was cut in two by the crescent blade, followed by two swords under Yangxiong's ribs.

At this time, seven or eight people in front attacked at the same time. Yang Xiong held the halberd in one hand in his right hand, and the residual strength of the reverse slash was not weakened, and under the rotation of his body, the power was even greater. Seven or eight samurai were killed, or their heads were cut off, or their necks were cut between halberds, or their bellies and chests were cut open by the tip of a crescent blade.

At the same time, Yang Xiong's left palm started, and the sword stabbed his left ribs, and the two heads exploded like watermelons. At this moment, Yang Xiong felt a fierce palm force hitting the back of his head, and it had already reached his body, and he didn't have time to return to his palm to parry or dodge. And although he can shrink his head into his shoulder, but at this time, the enemy is outnumbered, as long as he shrinks in, he will immediately attack him with more than a dozen swords.

With such a palm power, Yang Xiong is expected to be Gongye Qian's doing.

In a hurry, he moved his mind and moved the system space out of a plate axe, blocking the back of his head.

Only two voices were heard, and Gongye Qian struck the axe with one palm, unloading the internal force, and hitting the back of Yangxiong's head. Yang Xiong only felt his head buzz and Venus was in all directions, but he was still able to withstand this blunt plane impact without internal force, and he was not really injured.

Yang Xiong got a plate axe, and he had already returned to his left palm, and without looking, he slammed backwards.

Gongye Qian only felt a fierce and incomparable palm force surge, and he involuntarily flew backwards, his chest was sunken, blood spurted out wildly in the air, and he fell several feet away with a snap, twisted a few times, and never moved again. Before he died, he was full of doubts: "Where did you get the axe?"

The "second brother" has a different bag, the turmoil is full of evil eyes, and he opens his mouth to drink.

All the samurai were frightened, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the circle expanded.

"Stop!Otherwise, I'll kill her!" Murong Fu wore a human skin mask, his face was like a zombie, expressionless, his voice was low, and the knife holder Wang Yuyan was in the neck, pushing her forward a few steps.

Yang Xiong's long halberd paused, and said with a smile: "Murong Fu, do you think that if you put a dog skin on your face, you won't recognize you in the first place? Threaten me? She is your cousin, I went to the Central Plains this time to return her to you, will you do it?"

Wang Yuyan's heart trembled, her voice couldn't help but be surprised, and shouted: "Cousin, is it really you?" and said to Yangxiong: "Brother-in-law, what is it meant to return it, we don't have it"

Murong Fu snorted, silent, and the single knife in his hand did not leave Wang Yuyan's neck, but forced it tighter. When Yangxiong was just fighting, he had stuffed the sad breeze antidote in his nose, and at this time, he opened the cap of the poison bottle, pushed Wang Yuyan, and approached Yangxiong.

He thought that after a while, Yang Xiong would definitely be poisoned to the ground, and he could get him as much as he wanted, and he was ashamed before he was disgraced, and finally killed him. As for the colleagues of Xixia Yipintang, they must have been poisoned together, but then the detoxification is.