The group of bandits were huddled together, and most of their attention was attracted by the villagers in front of them and the fierce fight not far away, and they rarely noticed Chen Yu who was attached to the right rear position.

Not! With an abrupt stop, he let go of the hand that was pinching the other party's neck and misaligning it, and immediately approached the other person, and the stick in his hand was beaten according to the weapon method recorded in the Yunhe Gong, at first it was still a little rusty, but when it fell on the top of the heads and shoulders of these bandits again and again, not only did he become more proficient, but he also became more comfortable in grasping the weight and timing.

There was a rabble in front of him, and Chen Yuquan was facing the moving target, again and again, and sometimes adjusting his strength to try to block the collision.

Because the gap was too big, and these people had already consumed a lot of physical strength, most of them were solved in one or two moves after he got close, and he fell to the ground silently.

It's just that although the movement is not big, the number of people is decreasing little by little, and the bandits on the periphery were pressed down by him one by one and broke their necks, and a few of them were chopped off their heads, after all, it didn't take long for others to notice the abnormality.

Bandits rushed to this uninvited guest!

Click! Throwing away the limp corpse casually, Chen Yu strode forward, the short stick in his hand slammed hard, cracking the air and smashing down on a person, after the strength was supplemented by the spiritual fluid from time to time, his strength was not small, and under one blow, half of the person's body was beaten like soft mud, and he fell to the ground, and soon lost his breath.

Glancing at the two people who were still banging and fighting on the field, he didn't pay much attention to it, the burly man who was obviously the leader of the bandits was restrained by the knight in Tsing Yi, and he couldn't get out of it in a short time, even if he found out about the changes behind him, he couldn't support it for a while.

What's more, looking at the other party's unhurried appearance, it seems that he hasn't noticed the changes at the entrance of the village.

In fact, not only the burly man Liu Bao, but also the young knight in Tsing Yi did not realize that both parties were masters of Tongjin at this level, and it was a life-and-death struggle, how could they pay attention to the messy village entrance dozens of steps away.

On the edge of Majiatun Village, the chaotic fighting continued.

Boom!

With a punch, he rushed diagonally, bending the jaws of the bandits in front of him, his teeth splattered with blood, and his eyes turned white with pain.

One hand pulled the rag shirt of a person next to him, turned his fist into a palm against the opponent's heart, and then Chen Yu's body flicked, supported by one arm, and the whole person floated several feet in the air. The next moment, his legs flew like rain, crackling like a thunderbolt, and swept like a violent wind on the bandits who pounced on him.

In an instant, four or five people flew upside down, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Landing on the ground, Chen Yu's left hand turned into a palm again, and he slapped it with a vigorous drum, knocking down the person who was pulling his clothes.

It was easy to say, and by the time most of the bandits reacted, their accomplices had either fallen to the ground groaning or had already died with a whimper.

The villagers were also indignant, and when they saw another young knight attacking, they raised their clubs and rakes in their hands, and called out to the rest of the bandits.

The situation flipped in an instant.

Chen Yu took advantage of the situation to jump out of the battle circle, wandering in all directions, and quickly took action whenever he saw a bandit who was about to fight to the death or a villager who was in danger.

The short stick in his hand was thrown and nailed to the chest of a bandit, spurting blood. Stepping and waving his arms, the strength is surging like holding another person in his chest.

Lifting his body, he actually squeezed and burst the opponent's body bones with strong force, and his skin was purple and red, and he soon swelled.

After the first battle, Chen Yu not only did not feel uncomfortable at all, but became more and more ruthless, almost fatal!

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder the old Taoist priest kept saying that you must not confuse the practice and play. He had always thought that the Daomen cultivated the mind, and whether it was a way to play or practice, it was a physical strengthening technique. Looking at it now, the former is indeed self-cultivation and strengthening, but the latter is not, it is a killing technique and self-defense technique, and it is useless to practice alone, you have to fight, you have to fight.

But this does not mean that we should actively pursue killing, on the contrary, it is to protect the way, and it is to follow the trend.

Therefore, in today's Daomen, most of the martial arts fighting methods are called the art of protecting the Dao!

What is the art of protecting the path? When someone stands in your way, you can use it to resist the way of purging.

Are these bandits in their way?

Chen Yu quickly came to the conclusion that it was blocked!

When you are in the world, what you want is to be happy, and this is especially important in the philosophy of the Pure Wisdom School.

And today, if he sees it but leaves it alone, and allows this group of bandits to slaughter, he will be unhappy and angry!

The heart is calm, but the hand is not stopped.

At this time, some bandits saw that Chen Yu's martial arts were far stronger than them, and they couldn't fight hard, and their accomplices fell to the ground, so they began to waver, most of these people were carried around, and they could still be used when the wind was smooth, and the situation was reversed at this moment, so they naturally had the intention of routing and fleeing.

At the same time, there were also discerning people, seeing that this was no longer a master they could kill, so they began to shout loudly towards Liu Bao, the leader of the battle in the field.

"Your Excellency!!"

"Help, my lord!"

"There are warriors here!!"

Several people pulled their throats and shouted as they retreated.

The villagers climbed over the crumbling fence and the corpses on the ground, and surrounded the remaining bandits in the center.

The eyes are terrifying, as if they want to choose someone to devour.

There were also women who were half-lying on the ground, lying low on the body of a corpse dressed in coarse cloth, wailing and weeping, hissing and tearing their lungs.

The faces of the villagers were sad.

Before the two knights arrived, this group of bandits rushed out of the mountains and forests, and many people in the village were slashed and killed during the time they were entangled, and blood infected the entrance of the village.

In the distance, the two bumped into each other from time to time.

Liu Bao heard it, or he had a strange feeling not long ago, and knew that something was wrong behind him, but the knight in Tsing Yi also knew that he couldn't put it back, so he fought hard with his sword, his body was jumping, and the figures were staggered.

At the entrance of the village, Chen Yu watched all this indifferently.

"Karma is heavy, it should be killed!"

Without waiting for the leader of these people to come back, his figure flickered and jumped out, one foot flew across half a zhang, his hands spread out in the air, his ten fingers were pinched like thorns, and the little internal energy left was stirred in the palm of his hand again, and he whined, like the wind roaring!

Boom!

A palm blasted out, almost grazing the spikes on the mace smashed by the other party, and landed straight on the thin face full of fear.

Like a landslide like a ground crack, after a muffled sound, the bridge of the nose collapsed into pieces, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

With great force, the head crashed to the ground, smashing through the earth and rocks, and splashing smoke and dust. Even his body fell back and bounced up, and after several struggles, he gradually lost his movement.

The palm was red, Chen Yu didn't have time to stop, a whimper whistled behind his head, and the cold iron seemed to be about to fall behind him in the next moment.

He looked back, his eyes bursting with light, and he was so imposing that he made the man so busy that he retreated.

Without mercy, he hammered it over with one punch.

This side was vividly killed, and the battle in the field gradually divided the winners and losers.

Clang!

The long knife swept on the sword and pulled away a string of sparks, Liu Bao is many years older, and he has been crawling and rolling for many years, and in some respects it can also be called shameless, or even excessive.

I saw him take advantage of the moment when both sides were exhausted, shook in his arms, and threw out a handful of gray powder!

It's not poisonous powder, it's just grass and wood ash dug up under a stove after the slaughter of the village not long ago.

Yang was in front of the Tsing Yi knight, his vision was obscured, although he was wary of it early, but he still didn't expect that the other party would be more shameless than himself, and used this kind of indiscriminate trick in the general duel.

It was another slash, listening to the harsh sound in the wind, the knight in Tsing Yi barely dodged, but the knife was just a feint attack thrown out, and it was Liu Bao's pair of palm knives as thick as bear paws, slashing between the ribs!

Click! Cracked bones.

Hiss——!

Seeing that the other party only gasped and retreated, not flustered, Liu Bao couldn't, and felt that he might not be able to kill for a while, so he had to retreat in the same way and strode towards the entrance of the village.

There, Chen Yu kicked down the last thief in a begging for mercy, but did not kill him in order to save a living, but only removed one of his leg bones.

It's not a bloody chopping, it's a mistaken bone.

He felt that he was not such a bloody person, and there was not much blood on his clothes and pants except for the palms and toes of his hands along the way.

"Yo, I'm back."

Liu Bao rushed to attack, and Chen Yu was waiting for it.

If at the beginning, in the face of this kind of ferocious fighting man, he would definitely be invincible, but now he has practiced with many bandits, and he is familiar with all kinds of killing moves of Yunhe Gong, and he is definitely not the opponent of the other party.

Chen Yu is very clear about this.

But look at the appearance of the burly man now, he is in tatters, and his leather armor has been cut into strips of cloth by the sword of the knight in Tsing Yi.

The arms, abdomen, waist and back are even more bloodstained, obviously the injury is not light, especially in the lower abdomen, a bruised lump oozing blood, so that people don't have to think about it to know that the injury is not light.

Of course, the knights in Tsing Yi are very similar, and they are half-squatting on the ground at the moment to seize the time to breathe, and they want to come over to help.

In the face of such a desperate person, although Chen Yu is still vigilant, he has lost his initial lack of confidence.

If you can fight, you can't beat your footwork, and you can easily escape with a jump.

That being the case, there is not much to say.

Replaced with a mace, Chen Yu took the initiative to greet the other party while running his internal strength.

also fought fiercely, he didn't use as much strength as the two of them, and the spiritual fluid he specially drank before the battle was working, and the musculoskeletal recovery speed in his body was much faster than that of ordinary people.

It's not like the two of them are trying to breathe.

However, it backfired, and the burly man Liu Bao seemed to find that the equally handsome young man in front of him was a little difficult to mess with, so he simply avoided it and strode towards the horse.

"Brother! Don't let this thief escape! ”

In the distance, the swordsman in Tsing Yi drew his sword and stood up, regardless of the dry strength in his body, and also rushed over.

Chen Yu naturally didn't want the other party to escape, what if there was a more powerful martial artist behind him to seek revenge? It's best to solve it neatly.

So he fastened his body, took three steps and made two steps, and after two laps of the mace in his hand, he threw it violently and smashed it into Liu Bao, who had just boarded the horse.

Liu Bao dodged and dodged, but he was delayed for a moment, and was caught up by Chen Yu, but saw him grab the opponent's leg with one hand and pull it down, while raising the other hand and mustering all his strength, it hit the horse's head with all his strength.

The horse neighed, swayed twice, and finally fell to the ground.

Fluffy!

deceived himself, opened and closed with two fists, and hammered straight into the heart of the frightened Liu Bao, hitting him with gold stars in his eyes, and his strength was dispersed for a while, and it was difficult to get up.

smashed down with a chaotic fist, and Liu Bao's face was full of blue.

"Brother Tai, don't kill me!"

Someone shouted to stop Chen Yu, who was waving his fist, and when he turned around, he found that the knight in Tsing Yi was pacing to his side with a long sword in his hand.

The other party smiled, very gentle, and the slightly embarrassed clothes couldn't hide the humble gentlemanly demeanor.

What a righteous knight.

Chen Yu bowed his head, got up and saluted.

The knight in Tsing Yi, who was looking at it, was stunned when he saw this, obviously a little unexpected.

"Brother... cough, dare to ask where the immortal dwells? ”