"Woo ......"

A sharp alarm whistle suddenly sounded, piercing the sky above the entire Black Wind Mountain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As the whistle sounded, the beacon smoke also ignited, followed by countless shouts of killing, shaking the heavens and the earth. The sound of gold and iron colliding echoed on the mountain, and it seemed that at this moment, this mountain, which had been calm for three years, suddenly turned into a huge killing battlefield.

Black Wind Village, Council Chamber.

A ragged bandit, covered in blood, and with a stumbling head suddenly stumbled in from outside the door, his eyes were blood-red, his chapped lips opened with difficulty, and he said bitterly: "The big boss, the second boss, the third boss, the fourth boss He died, and the hundred horsemen who went to Yicheng to fight the autumn wind are all dead." Now Liu Xiong has come up with his officers and soldiers. ”

"Ma Si is dead?" said a gloomy man in the hall with a slight frown, and slowly spoke. "Even if Liu Xiong's strength is slightly better than Ma Si's, it is impossible to kill him. Not to mention letting those hundred horses stay there completely, it seems that Yicheng must have invited some incredible masters this time. ”

"Ma Si's waste skills are not as good as people, and if he dies, he will die, but that group of eggless cowards still dare to come to our Black Wind Mountain? The black-faced man with a Xuanhua axe stood up and kicked the thief who reported the news, disdainfully. "It's a shame for us to be in the face of Black Wind Village. ”

Just as the black-faced man was about to walk out of the hall, the white-clothed scholar sitting at the top suddenly said with a smile: "It's no wonder that Ma Si and them, according to reliable information, the three Shaolin monks entered Yicheng a few days ago, so Ma Si lost unjustly." As for the group of officers and soldiers on the mountain at this time, they were not all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in Yicheng, Liu Xiong's guy used Ma Si's head to move the old guy in Luocheng, and that old guy couldn't let go of the defeat that year, seeing that there were Shaolin monks this time, he naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. This time, Yicheng and Luocheng were almost exhausted, otherwise how could they pull down the secret sentry under our mountain so quickly. ”

Coupled with the few peripheral spies planted by the government to lead the way, what is it strange that those outposts on the mountain will be taken down so easily. The corners of the young scholar's mouth rose slightly, but of course he didn't say this sentence.

On the mountain road, there are fights, angry rebukes, shouts everywhere, into the eye, the figure of longing, the sword light and sword shadow keep flickering, in the light of the fire, Wang Chan's face is uncertain.

Wang Chan, who had already experienced the baptism of blood and fire in the Flying Fox plane, did not feel the slightest discomfort about this, and his expression was calm.

Under Huineng's instructions, he stayed by Wang Chan's side to protect his titular little uncle. But there are too many thieves, and they have just entered the strength of the three grades of the day after tomorrow, so it is inevitable that there will be omissions. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth rose slightly, and a fist blasted away a thief who bypassed the air and tried to sneak attack him. At this time, Yikong turned around and happened to see this scene, Wang Chan smiled and raised his fist in his hand, indicating that he was fine. Seeing this, Ichikong finally put his mind at ease.

This attack on Black Wind Village seems to be a temporary decision. But Wang Chan's intuition told him that Liu Xiong had been planning for a long time, even before Wang Chan and the others went down the mountain. Whether it is the time of the raid, the knowledge of the terrain, or the spies planted by those few spies, it is by no means a one-day achievement.

Wang Chan looked at the man with a spear in the distance, his eyes were playful, it seemed that this heroic Shaolin lay disciple was not very honest. Do you want to borrow our Shaolin knife, or do you ......

As time passed, the battle became more and more intense, and the only mountain road in the Black Wind Mountain was stained red with blood, and the roads were lined with cold corpses, and from time to time there were a few terrible and unwilling cries of the dying people, which made people shudder to listen, like purgatory on earth. The woman named Liu Nirong turned pale at this time, her lips trembled slightly, and it was rare that her eyes were firm, and the Qiushui long sword was still tightly held in her hand. It seems that in front of Yicheng, Ma Si's knife finally woke her up.

Wang Chan glanced at Liu Nirong, shook his head slightly, and whispered in a voice that he could only hear: "It shouldn't be so ruthless, maybe I'm thinking too much, I hope I'm thinking too much......"

This time, the Yicheng and Luocheng governments really made up their minds to take Heifeng Village regardless of damage. And this way, it was quite smooth, even if they also died a lot of people, but this time they finally saw the hope of taking the Black Wind Village. At least that's what they thought in their hearts at this point.

Because until now, the leaders of Heifeng Village have not come forward, just when Wang Chan felt strange, they finally saw the three masters Hei Kui with a Xuanhua giant axe in his hand and the tall and thin man with a gloomy face, Luo Jun, the second leader of Heifeng Village who broke into a great reputation in Yi and Luo with a pair of iron claws.

"Hei Kui, Luo Jun, don't fight the trapped beasts anymore, surrender quickly, maybe we can spare your life. Liu Xiong shouted.

"Surrender is surrender, it's just that which of us surrenders to whom, that's not necessarily!" Luo Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his right hand with iron claws, he sneered.

Suddenly, the thieves in the cottage suddenly rushed up, surrounded Wang Chan and them in a semicircular queue, and the roof was also full of bandits, and these thieves took out their longbows from their backs at the same time, and aimed the arrows that flashed with cold light at Wang Chan and them.

Looking at it like this, as long as Luo Jun gives an order, then they will immediately shoot Wang Chan and them into hedgehogs.

These bows and arrows may be a threat to ordinary Jianghu martial artists, but they are not the slightest damage to Huineng, a small grandmaster of the acquired realm, so he didn't take a look at this, but just cast his eyes on the Black Wind Village, his brows furrowed slightly, just because he didn't find the figure he wanted to find in the crowd.

"I don't know if Senior Brother Huineng is looking for me?" The crowd parted, and a white-clothed scholar walked out of the cottage, looked at Huineng with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, and smiled.

Huineng's eyes burst with light, there was no nonsense, his figure flashed, and the next moment he had already appeared in front of the white-clothed scholar, his five fingers were flexed and stretched, and he grabbed forward violently.

Shi Dang blocked it with the iron fan in his hand, retreated lightly, and disappeared at the door of the Black Wind Village with a flash.

"I haven't seen each other for so many years, is this a welcome gift from my senior brother?"

Huineng gave a low command, and then he also unfolded his body technique and chased after him.

No one was present to stop them, on the contrary, after seeing Hui Neng leave, both Hei Kui and Luo Jun breathed a long sigh of relief, the terrible little grandmaster of Yipin had personally understood it a few years ago.