One-Eyed walked at the front of the line, holding a long bright silver knife in his hand, looking strange and arrogant against the background of the dark clouds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Lao Qin, Lao Li, have you ever regretted following me?" The tone was flat, just like a normal greeting.

One-eyed was followed by forty or fifty people, all of whom were the robbers who had been shouting and drinking in the tavern that day. And now, their expressions are no longer the same as when they met Qi Cheng, but instead have resolute and murderous faces, which makes people completely unimaginable, this is a gang of robbers with a maximum of 100 people can exude momentum, unstoppable, unstoppable.

The two people who were drinking at the same table with Qi Cheng that day were half a step behind One-Eye. The man known as Lao Qin held the hammer in both hands, and the green tendons on his exposed arms bulged. "Boss, I have never regretted it!" the tone was like a double hammer in his hand, so hard that it was indestructible.

"Boss, in fact, what I have always liked is to dance with pen and ink, but only you gave me paper and ink, half a life, what can I regret?" Lao Li held a long sword in his hand, and the sword was ringing.

"Haha, boss, as a bandit group, we haven't fought for so long, and we've lost our faces!"

"Boss, in fact, I regret that you didn't take the opportunity to kick your ass when you were drunk that day!"

"Boss, I'm used to your one-eyed appearance, to be honest, you're really ugly like this!"

"Boss, my broadsword is already hungry and thirsty!"

"Boss。。。。。。 I don't know what to say!"

One-eyed's slightly frowning eyebrows stretched out, and the corners of his mouth turned up, these little rabbit cubs will always be so active, always so free, and forever ...... Follow him, all the time.

"Since I don't know what to say, just grab the weapon in your hand for me, I haven't fought for a long time, don't be rusty, today, use our lives to get back the glory of the past!"

Their past is indispensable.

......

The confrontation at the foot of the mountain continued, but the atmosphere was too depressing, and it seemed that both sides couldn't bear it anymore.

I saw Wang Ming, the leader of the Zhao family, staring at the black-robed man opposite, beckoning behind him with his hand, and a person came running behind.

After whispering sideways for a moment, the man melted back into the group.

Seeing this, the black-robed man of the Wei family hesitated for a while, and also beckoned to the back. The intentions of the two families do not need to be explained, but they want to go together.

"What, seeing that you are pretending to be quite calm, you can't help it?" Wang Ming mocked.

"Mad's retardation. The words of disdain were the most deadly, and Wang Ming was so angry that he couldn't help but take out his sword.

The gathering of the two sides had reached its peak, as if as soon as the flying leaves fell to the ground, they would begin to slaughter.

But before the leaves could hit the ground, a sound came from the direction of the stockade.

Here it comes!

I saw the long knife in the front person dragging it, and the blood flowing from the knife left a long red mark on the ground, invading the surface.

The man fought one on each side, and each dragged a dead man covered in blood, drawing a terrifying scarlet line on the way to come. The man on the left holds the sword in one hand and the dead man's leg in the other, while the man on the right holds the hammer in both hands and thrusts the tip of the hammer into the palm of the bloody man's hand without freeing his hand. The two people who were dragged were on the ground, their heads on the ground, and they couldn't see their faces, and they were afraid that they were gone. The scene is not cruel!

From the moment they leave the gate, they will not turn back, and only the blood-stained road can make sacrifices to the dead souls.

Only by donating blood can we regain their glory! The silent bandit group is getting closer and closer, and the murderous aura that has condensed is overwhelming, and just approaching a hundred meters, it has already overwhelmed the momentum of the two families that have been condensed for a long time. Because they have condensed all their lives on this murderous aura.

Don't be afraid of bones, heaven and earth are unhindered!

Wang Ming of the Zhao family looked in that direction with gloomy eyes. The people he sent were disciples, and those who already had the ability to use spiritual energy could not be killed by a random strong person. This bandit group is not as sloppy as I thought...... However, what can it be, his side is full of martial artists above the scholar level, hundreds of people, and a single person can drown them with a spit.

"The leader, did you bring it to me, baby, you still don't have that ability, you are not qualified enough, don't forget that your baby is still crying with us. As he spoke, there was a cry from the crowd, and a purple slap print on Xiaohuan's face.

When he saw them with one eye, he began to cry.

Only by their side is where they can cry......

One-eyed stopped nearly a hundred meters away, two slightly narrowed eyes staring at Wang Ming, and an even stronger murderous aura burst out from his body, surrounding these fifty or sixty people. The forward finger of the long sword in one-eyed hand.

"What are you!"

"Green Forest Regiment!"

"What is a green forest!"

"The rain that can't be stopped, the house of the world is built!"

"What is a group!"

"Brother!"

"Offend me Green Forest!"

"Never die!"

"Kill!"

The Green Forest Regiment, which once tread the mountains and forests, came back when they shouted the war words of the past.

Hidden in the mountains, their roots have never aged, and if the saplings around them fall, their towering bodies will surely lift up the heavens and the earth, and the thorns they have turned into will be stained with red blood!