The big man ran to the top of the mountain, craned his neck to look down the mountain, and saw a group of small people dressed very differently from the generation faintly rushing in the distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With clogs under their feet, it was hard to imagine that they could run so fast, so that the "skyrocketing" on their heads swayed with their steps, looking like a mess of grass being blown by the wind from a distance.

A few black shadows jumped through the forest of Xiaoning Mountain, and then the sound of "clang" sounded on the top of the mountain.

The four of them looked up at the place where the sound came from, and the big man and the hungry people didn't have time to pay attention to Han Feng and Zhan Fan, so they ran towards the top of the mountain, leaving only the two men in their distractions, still wondering what was making such an ugly noise.

Zhan Fan looked at the top of the mountain, then looked down at the bottom of the mountain, and said, "Brother Han, what's wrong with us?"

Han Feng had already removed the Red Rainbow Sword from Zhan Fan's iron sword at this time, and he also turned his head to look down the mountain, seeing that those pirates were only a few steps away from Xiaoning Village, and when the strong men in the village had already stood at the entrance of the village, his heart suddenly throbbed a little.

Those men were ordinary villagers, and the weapons in their hands were just simple farm tools, and they knew that most of them would die if they rushed forward, but they still stood at the entrance of the village without hesitation and did not flinch.

If these people are mountain bandits, and if the mountain bandits are more fierce than these people, then what should be done about this rebellion?

Zhan Fan was stunned when he saw him, and his heart became anxious, and he urged repeatedly: "Brother Han, are you going up the mountain or going down......?"

"Go down the mountain!" Han Feng didn't wait for Zhan Fan to finish speaking, and then rushed down the mountain first.

"Okay!" Zhan Fan laughed. I have to say that Han Feng's decision is exactly what he wants. He walked in front of Han Feng in a few steps, and in a few steps he had reached the foot of the mountain, and then his figure had turned into a black whirlwind in Han Feng's opinion, and rushed directly to the entrance of the village.

"Hey, be careful!" When Han Feng wanted to call Zhan Fan, it was too late, looking at Zhan Fan's figure getting farther and farther away, Han Feng smiled and shook his head. Zhan Fan's skills are almost invincible in the world, and even if he is encircled, he has a way to get out of the whole body. But although Zhan Fan would not be in danger, Han Feng still couldn't rest assured that he would fight and kill alone, so he sped up and followed closely.

At first, the strong men guarding the entrance of the village were still laughing loudly, barely trying to strengthen their courage, but as the dust and smoke in the distance got closer and closer, as the little men in the dust and smoke showed their faces, they finally took their hearts.

The laughter grew lower and lower until there was complete silence.

Then, there was a different kind of movement in the silence.

If the first chatter of teeth is the sporadic raindrops before the storm, then the grinding sound under the feet is a big raindrop of beans on the ground, and a howl is a symbol of the storm finally coming.

A simple-faced man couldn't stand the fear of death, but thinking of the pitiful eyes of his relatives at home, he finally yelled, wanting to use this method to drive away the fear. But unexpectedly, this sound was like a sign of war, and the pirates who had been so frightened by the strong men at the entrance of the village that they slowed down immediately sped up, and the long knives in the hands of the first few people slashed at the big man almost in the blink of an eye.

But sometimes, the slightest difference can be a thousand miles.

The storm was coming, and a black whirlwind suddenly swept in, swept the wind and rain back, and "returned" the pirates as they were.

The three long knives flew out of their hands inexplicably, and the three pirates were stupidly looking up at the long knives flying into the sky, and they felt a chill on their necks, and when they woke up again, their heads had fallen to the ground, and what they saw in front of them became their ankles.

"Three!" Zhan Fan yelled. He was dissatisfied that Han Feng had changed the "three hundred people" to "three people" without authorization, and this "three" shouted extremely loudly, like a thunderbolt, which directly shook Xiao Ningshan in the distance twice.

Han Feng had also rushed to Zhan Fan's side. Almost at the same time as Zhan Fan shouted, his Red Rainbow Sword also made a move. He threw the matter of saving people to Zhan Fan, and he directly killed himself into the siege of pirates, and when it came to killing people, he was naturally far better than Zhan Fan.

"Five!"

Zhan Fan was forced on his head by him, snorted lightly, and the movements in his hands were a little faster, but while speeding up the killing, he also paid more attention to the strength and proportion of his hands. Within a few moments, two rows of people fell to him, and after they fell to the ground, they did not move except for symbolic convulsions, and it was obvious that they were all killed with a sword.

Han Feng glanced back in his busy schedule and praised with a smile: "Not bad!"

Zhan Fan was praised by him, and after killing another person, he smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Han for your guidance these days!"

The surrounding villagers had no idea where these two helpers had come from. Some sharp-eyed people recognized that they ran down from Xiaoning Mountain, and they were only surprised, secretly wondering when there was such a powerful character among those people, it seems that it is the right way to follow the mountain bandits in the future.

Village Chief You popped up his head surrounded by people, and after recognizing it for a long time, he realized that the two young people who were killing people were the ones who had just been brought to Xiaoning Mountain by themselves, and for a while, he smacked his tongue. He thought that the younger one of the two seemed to say that he came down from Yunxiao Mountain, at that time he didn't believe it, and he felt that the other party had no ability to persuade the murderous little prince to return to the right path, and now it seems that this kid is also a master of murder.

Village Chief You stroked his beard, pursed his lips again, and felt a little dry mouth: As the saying goes, I have never eaten pork and seen pigs run, the old village chief has lived a lifetime, even if he has never seen a master, at least he knows what a master is. Zhan Fan's skills can almost be called magical in his eyes, and no matter how powerful the legendary little prince is, most of them will not be able to reach this point.

What's more, the handsome young man next to this young man who is calmer is also a powerful person. Village Chief You squinted at Han Feng and was even more surprised. Han Feng's moves seemed messy to Village Chief You, but he always had the ability to turn decay into magic, and what was even more surprising was that his kung fu didn't seem to be higher than Zhan Fan, but he killed people much faster than Zhan Fan.

Somehow, Village Chief You suddenly had a bold idea: if these two young people fought together one day, the winner might not be the handsome old man, but he must be the one who survived.

Of course, if he let Bai Tong know about this idea, he would definitely be "humiliated" by Haosheng: he can't survive, and he won't talk about winning or losing!

Since receiving the help of two powerful "mountain bandits", the villagers with iron plows and wooden rakes have become much easier. At first, they were afraid that the pirates would kill them, but later they realized that the pirates were all dead-eyed. In the hearts of these pirates, they must finish the two best before killing the others, so the villagers became lax from vigilance, and finally moved a horse from their homes to sit around and eat melon seeds to watch the excitement.

Not only the villagers who were in charge of the defense, but even the old and young in the village, the pretty widows and new daughters-in-law all sneaked out of the house with the mentality of watching a play, hiding in the house behind the tree and watching the three hundred pirates being beaten to the ground by two generations, and the blood flowed like a river.

The pirates were short, Han Feng and Zhan Fan were relatively tall, and in the end, Han Zhan and the others almost had the illusion that they were teaching a group of little rabbit cubs. The Red Rainbow Sword in Han Feng's hand was extremely sharp, and it was still as bright as new after killing thousands of people, but the ordinary iron sword in Zhan Fan's hand finally completed its glorious mission, and it broke into two with a "click" when it intersected with a long knife.

The long knife was slightly blocked and then continued to slash at Zhan Fan's chest, and the surrounding villagers exclaimed, and the pirates cheered - they had killed so many people, they really didn't expect that someone could hurt each other.

The pirate with the long knife was stupidly happy, and was dreaming that he would be put on the top of the ancestral hall of his family when he died, when the long knife was frozen.

He looked at Zhan Fan in disbelief, and saw that the other party stretched out two fingers and clamped the blade of the long knife, then easily clamped the blade, and finally inserted the blade into his chest.

Han Feng looked sideways and sighed, "It's a good long knife." You just grabbed it and continued to use it, why did you break it?"

Zhan Fan replied after a while: "I just don't like the things they have used." With a wave of his hand, a villager threw the sickle in his hand with great discernment.

"Make do with it. Zhan Fan swung his scythe twice, and scanned the few pirates in front of him with eager eyes, which were like an old farmer holding a scythe and scanning the ripe crops in the field.

Looking at the two men in front of them, the pirates suddenly remembered the two men that the leader had said before they set off, and then remembered the eight hundred lives in Rutong Town.

As a result, the remaining 50 or so pirates made an extremely wise decision: flee! However, as soon as they turned around, they found that their way had been stopped by a group of expressionless men at some point.

These people are all different, tall, fat and thin, the only thing they have in common is that they are all dressed in rags and have vegetables on their faces.

The leader was a middle-aged man who was so hungry that he had no human form, and he stood there, as if the wind around him could blow him away even stronger, but at this moment he was like a lone peak at the end of the road, and the mountain bandits on both sides became mountains large or small beside the lone peak, making people feel impassable.

The pirates were completely hopeless. The person at the head looked back at Han Feng and Zhan Fan, who wanted to come over to harvest the "wheat", and then looked at the mountain bandits in front of them who blocked the road tightly, and they had no fighting spirit, and suddenly they rushed in front of the mountain bandit leader with a loud trumpet.

"Big brother!" The mountain bandits on both sides were a little anxious, and one of the big men stepped forward and blocked in front of him.

Han Feng and Zhan Fan recognized the big man.

The leader of the mountain bandits gently patted the big man on the shoulder, meaning that he didn't have to be in a hurry. Sure enough, when the group of pirates was still ten feet away from the leader of the mountain bandits, a group of people hula lala knelt down. The few men at the front begged for mercy in blunt pronouns, to the effect that they were willing to surrender, as long as they didn't let the two monsters behind them come over.

The leader of the mountain bandits was stunned for a long time before he realized that the "monsters" in the pirate's mouth were the two handsome young men behind him. The two young men had a fine dagger in one hand, and a sickle in the other's hand, which was strange to look at.

After the bandits came down the mountain, they found that the pirates were stopped, and seeing that the villagers would not be in danger for a while, the leader of the mountain bandits quietly took his men to make a detour to surround the pirates, so the whole process of Han Zhan and the two killing the pirates fell in his eyes.

At this moment, Mo said that the big man admired Han Zhan and the others very much, and even the leader of the mountain bandits felt incredible.

He immediately saw that Han Feng was in charge of affairs between the two, so he shouted to Han Feng: "Brother Tai, these pirates are willing to surrender, don't kill them anymore!"

Han Feng smiled and nodded to Zhan Fan before replying, "Okay! You are the master, we are the guests, and the guests are as they please!"

When the bandit leader heard this, he smiled and said, "In this case, why don't you come to our cottage as a guest?"

Han Feng just wanted to respond, but he didn't expect Zhan Fan, who had been silent, to change his old habits, and interjected again: "Hey, go to your cottage as a guest, and do you want us to hand over everything on our bodies?"

After finishing the sentence, everyone present burst into laughter.

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