Wang Erma was originally from Shique Village, although he relied on the two elders of the family to support him for his idleness on weekdays, but he was still upright and loyal, but all this changed two days ago.

I still remember that it was a sunny afternoon, and my father, who had gone to the city in the morning to catch the market, hurried home, and couldn't care about his sweat-stained clothes, so he put down the donkey cart and went straight to the house where the village elder was.

At that time, he was still curious, and he smiled at a few playmates from the same village with a dogtail in his mouth.

Then I saw my father hurriedly go to Wangjiagou on the other side of the mountain with the village elder, and before leaving, he called Uncle Wu, Uncle Erbo and other hunters in the village and hurriedly said a few words.

Now that I think about it, I guess it's to discuss how to deal with the Baiguo bandits that are flooding around Shiya County.

Unfortunately, it didn't make time.

At noon, someone screamed and ran from outside the village, stumbling, tearing a corner of his clothes, and half of the cloth fell to the ground to eat ashes.

He knew that person, he was the dog leg of Master Liu's family in the village, and he had been following Master Liu since the other party's grandfather's generation, and he had been doing things until now.

Wang Erma was curious, didn't he meet a wild wolf, so he was so panicked.

However, the man was not followed by a wolf, but now that he thought about it, he would rather be a pack of jackals.

Ton!

Wooden sticks pierced with iron nails smashed into the fence.

Wang Erma's expression was blank, looking at the person behind the wood who was only half an arm's length away from him.

A young man with a slightly yellow skin, his hair falling behind his head, his lips trembling, and his dark eyes full of fear.

To whom? To him.

to the mace in his hand.

Bang! Bang!

Wang Erma thought about how good it would be if he ran away early in two days, and how good it would be if he went to Wangjiagou with his father and the village elder to ask for help at that time, and what if he ...... It would be nice not to kneel.

Bang ——!

With a dull thud, the fence broke, and he numbly continued to raise his mace high and smash it down.

Suddenly, the wooden stick in his hand trembled, and a stream of yellow and white things rushed on his face, making his already thin cheeks more and more hideous.

Wang Erma paused, looked down and saw that the young man was already lying on the ground, his face was sunken, blood was flowing all over the ground, and he was silent.

Just like the playmates who fell beside him at that time.

Bang! Another sound came, and he looked at the mace in his hand in a daze, and a trace of doubt flashed in his numb expression.

When I looked back, I saw a thick-waisted woman, looking at herself with tears on her face, her eyes red, and the rolling pin in her hand held up in the air—bang!

……

It was close to noon, and the sky was shining.

But the village elders of Majiatun are as cold as the ice of Lajiu.

Guangyong Mansion has not been at war for a long time, even if there was an uprising in the north of the moon some time ago, most of the people in the village were only gossiping, it was too far away, and for the people of the countryside who had been looking at the homeland under their feet for generations, it was indeed just an interesting anecdote hearsay.

However, the Baiguo bandit is different, right in Shiya County, right in front of him.

There were no horses in the village, only the wooden fence that had been pulled out of the way was now broken and pushed away, and the vicious and hideous-looking bandits were fighting with the villagers with sticks and swords.

Fortunately, most of the other party is thin and thin, as if they haven't eaten enough for a few days, so at the first touch, while dispersing the killing intent, they have the intention of protecting their families, and the villagers gather more than each other, so the two sides are barely deadlocked.

It's just that......

The village elder held his spear tightly, and he looked at the burly man who was riding a horse and swaying leisurely not far away.

The arms are swollen, the thigh muscles are bulging, the temples are beating faintly, and a pair of tiger eyes burst out with dazzling light.

His throat rolled, and sweat began to stain his back.

Obviously, it was a practitioner.

It is estimated that the strength is not low.

Just these miscellaneous soldiers in front of him have exhausted the villagers to deal with, and there have even been casualties, if this person dismounts again...... No, even if the opponent only rode a horse and charged for a short distance, he could crush the entire line.

Once you enter the village, you may be able to easily slaughter the entire village with the force of the other party.

Thinking about the actions of the Baiguo bandits in the county seat in recent days, the village elder racked his brains and couldn't think of any way to deal with it, so he could only secretly pray that the other party would make a later move, and the officers and soldiers of the county government and the people of Liujia Village would arrive early.

On the other side, something that made the village elder's face more and more ugly finally happened, and the man who straddled the horse looked at the group of bandits and the thin-faced farmers in front of him who were fighting on an equal footing, and his eyes were disdainful, and his face gradually showed impatience.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The man dismounted, this horse came from a place called Shique Village before, and the quality was average, but the transportation was okay, but he was reluctant to be hurt for the time being. Speaking of which, the man surnamed Liu in the village was rich, and three cellars were dug in the courtyard, all of which were covered with copper.

and his daughter, who looks good and has a good figure, but she doesn't play.

It is far less sturdy than the girl in the red boat workshop in Xiangcheng.

With a gloomy face, the man pushed aside the bandits who were buzzing and blocking the entrance of the village, and two of them were still non-stop, and they were slapped to the ground by him with a thick black slap, half of his teeth were cracked, and blood was spitting out of his mouth.

It's all cannon fodder, and it's not a pity to die.

The man slowly pulled out the sheathed scimitar at his waist as he leaned inward.

There are many kinds of knives, especially in Xizhou, Miao knives and scimitars, and there are fewer warriors such as straight-back knives and double-cut knives.

"Ahhh Die! ”

The last bandit was ripped open, and a big square face with angry eyes roared, his arms raised flat, and he gritted his teeth and slashed the wood knife diagonally towards the man.

Poof!

Sideways, pinched, prided.

The man's face was flat, and he bypassed it lightly, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

On the back, the neck was cracked, the blood was gurgling, the big square face was completely split, and the throat was faintly visible.

The smile converged, and the man shook his head in his heart, in the end, they were just some ordinary people who were with the crops, and their fists and feet were weak, not to mention that the movements were all flaws.

To be honest, he was not interested in killing such a person at all.

I'm still looking forward to seeing if I can find some "fun" in the village after a while.

——!

Clang!

Suddenly, a short sword stabbed straight ahead, the man's heart jumped, and the instinct accumulated under the perennial practice of martial arts and hundreds of times of practice reacted instantly, his elbow straightened, and his palm arm suddenly surged vigorously, pulling the scimitar behind his head.

The blow was so powerful that it trembled violently from the blade to the palm of the knife, and even pierced through the skin.

Tongjin master!!

made a judgment in an instant, and the man no longer cared about the villagers around him who were angrily surrounded, but looked straight out of the crowd-

A young man dressed in a white short, covered with a light blue coat, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a fair and masculine face, was raising the vertical method at this moment, holding a cold iron sword, and rushed towards the battlefield at the entrance of the village at a very fast speed.

"Ginkgo thief!"

"Death!!"

The other party roared angrily, filled with righteous indignation.

Hey, a chivalrous young warrior......

The man grinned, a cold light brewed in his eyes, thinking that after catching it for a while, he might not be in a hurry to kill it, and if he slaughtered the entire village in front of such a person, maybe it would be more interesting!

The tip of his tongue licked his lips, and the man slapped the heart of the villager who was about to sneak attack, and the force of the palm slashed the man into the air for several feet, and he flew out upside down and fell to the ground, wailing and struggling to get up.

Boom! With nothing in his way, he exerted his strength and left a crack in the ground.

Suddenly shot out a few feet, his body twisted, the long knife was bent like the moon, and a big black face stared at the young knight who rushed straight forward, and a smile flashed.

Dealing with this kind of young man who is prone to fever in his head, the man has a lot of experience, and he killed a lot of them when he was in Xiangcheng before.

"You're next!"