Three quarters of the unitary hour.

Taking advantage of the moment before the city gate closed, the four of Fengrui drove the little donkey cart out of the south gate of Yongjia County.

It's cold now, and it's dark early.

The four of them didn't go out of the city for a long time, and the sky was completely dark, and fortunately, there were many official roads along the way, so it was easier to walk.

Halfway through, there were snowflakes in the sky.

This is south of the Huai River... No, it's all south of the Yangtze River, it's really weird weather!

Feng Qi and the little thief nest in the quilt on the cart.

Sharp leaned at the feet of the two little girls, holding the reins in one hand and a whip in the other.

There is an oil lamp hanging in front of the board car, and Xiao Maotou has gone back and forth between the county seat and the nameless peak I don't know how many times, where to catch up.

Next to the car, Zhou Wuji, a stupid boy, snorted and ran along, carrying two black cloth packages behind him, running like a locomotive, just about to go shopping and eating.

"Brother Rui, where did you say those bandits came from? Will we run into it? Zhou Wujian asked.

Feng Rui pouted, where did he know.

Still want to run into it?

If it weren't out of reach, Feng Rui would definitely give him a few brain meltdowns.

Yongjia County is also a wealthy land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, so there is no disaster and no suffering, where do the bandits come from.

Yes, most of the bandits are displaced people who have been affected by the disaster.

In a peaceful situation, who is willing to fall into the grass as the king of Kou Mountain.

"In the past, there was a Mao'er Mountain thirty miles west of the city, and there was a group of people who occupied the mountain as the king, but five years ago, it was surrounded and suppressed by the county lord, and since then, we have never heard of bandits near Yongjia County." The little thief muttered.

"Sister Xiaoyan, are the bandits' martial arts powerful?" Zhou Wuji asked again, is this what he wants to ask.

"I don't know, if the average bandit is just a gathering of homeless people, even the general martial arts style will not be two, but there are some bandits who know some martial arts, such as the Blood Palm Gang, one of the five evil sects in the world, they are...

Before the little female thief finished speaking, suddenly seven or eight big men rushed out of the official road.

By the glimmer of the moonlight, I saw that these big men were all five big and three thick, burly and sturdy figures, with a beard and beard, almost not covering their faces with black scarves, and the big knife in their hands was shining in the faint light.

It's really dark and you can't talk about ghosts, so you can say whatever you want.

Feng Rui really wanted to sew Zhou Wu's crow's mouth.

"Boy, this road doesn't work, you better go the other way."

A big man with a long scar on his face took a fierce step forward and said in a loud voice.

Hey, didn't you meet bandits?

The words of the scar-faced man are called sharp and sharp.

Isn't it a very classic line for the bandits who block the road to rob meet: I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to pass by, leave to buy road money!

Why is this asking yourself to go a different way?

Feng Rui touched his hairless chin.

People are kind to persuade him, but he doesn't want to cause trouble, but this is the way to go to Nameless Peak, how do you tell him to change his path.

I can't do it, pay some money.

"That... Ladies and gentlemen, the boy's home is in front, there is some tea money here, I hope you will be small. . . ”

Sharp cringed and just wanted to pay for it.

But before Feng Rui finished speaking, the big man next to Scarface seemed to see the two little girls on the cart clearly.

"Big brother, there are two beautiful little ladies in the car!"

Such a proper pervert, you see that the eyeballs are about to pop out, and I don't know if it will sound when you pull it out and step on it.

Scarface looked like the boss of several people, glanced at the pervert bandit coldly, and said angrily, "We have a big deal like this, if you don't do that, then your ten heads will not be enough to cut off!" ”

After that, he charged sharply and said coldly, "Boy, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise don't blame the uncle's knife for not having long eyes." ”

Well, it seems that they are really not robbers who stand in the way.

Although a few are not good birds, Feng Rui doesn't want to be nosy.

Since the big men told them to leave, then let's leave first.

What, you say sharp and cowardly?

What era makes what people!

I think that a little devil could press a group of Chinese people with a gun to dig a pit and bury himself, and he still felt that he was a hot-blooded guy who had been polished by society for 30 years.

Although lying flat, the red heart is still beating, but the hot-blooded guy has been slandered.

When Feng Rui just wanted to turn around, Zhou Wuzhi asked angrily, "Which mountain are you bandits?" ”

How many Sanlu must have eaten to ask such a stupid question!

"Hey! You kid can't find death, and you dare to ask the uncles where they came from, since there is a way in heaven and you don't go, then don't blame the uncles for not giving you a chance! ”

The pervert bandit pulled out a big knife and slashed at Zhou Wuji, but his eyes were fixed on the front chess and the little female thief under the quilt.

This is the right way, and the bandits don't just draw their swords against each other.

Zhou Wuji's eyebrows were not wrinkled, but with joy, he looked at the big knife that was cut towards him and stretched out his arm to block it, since the Baishan Sword Sect came back, he had been practicing martial arts all day for a long time, and he was worried that there was no place to show it.

While!

The pervert bandit's big knife slashed on Zhou Wuji's iron armguard, and a counterattack force directly shook the pervert bandit out, and Zhou Wuji couldn't take a step back.

"You..."

Such a change was only in an instant, and the scar-faced bandit wanted to stop the pervert bandit, but in the blink of an eye, the pervert bandit was shocked to his feet, and the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and he couldn't get up.

"Hey! Brother Rui, this bandit is not very powerful! Zhou Wujian said with a smile.

Feng Rui looked helpless.

Zhou Wuji's martial dementia has been committed again, even if he is not powerful, he can't provoke such people.

This provoked the scar-faced bandit, and shouted viciously at Zhou Wu, "The kid is looking for death!" ”

Then the scar-faced bandit stared at Zhou Wuzhi like a vicious wolf, and the steps under his feet became much stranger, really like a vicious wolf hunting and moving his limbs.

But seeing the scar-faced bandit jumping up, he really pounced on Zhou Wujian like a wolf pounced on a rabbit, his left hand clenched into a fist, his right hand became a palm, and he arrived next to Zhou Wujian in just one step, and then slapped Zhou Wuji's chest with a palm, the speed was so fast, the fast Zhou Wujian had no chance to react at all.

Zhou Wuji had to accept this palm, and his face turned red suddenly, and then he snorted and took three or five steps back, it seems that the scar-faced bandit is really not an ordinary outcast.

Seeing this scene, how could the three of them still watch it, and they were so busy that they stepped forward to protect Zhou Wujian behind them.

"Erxiao, are you okay?"

Sharp frowned.

If you don't beat for a few days, not only will you be sick again, but you will also lose your prudence.

Burst!

A mouthful of dirty blood spit out, Zhou Wuzhi came back to his senses, and then pointed to the scarred face and said, "He has internal strength, or is it not shallow!" ”

Well, fools can see it, one palm can knock you out and vomit blood, can it be an ordinary fist and kick.

"You kid also has two brushes, and it's okay to receive a slap from Uncle Ben! No, are you a disciple of Sword Forge Villa? ”

The scar-faced bandit slapped Zhou Wuzhi back with one palm, but his right hand was also like a hammer.

He originally thought that Zhou Wuzhi only relied on brute force to block a knife, but the only one who could still have this kind of anti-shock power on his body was the disciple of Sword Casting Villa.

Glancing sharply at the seven big men around him with knives, he was no longer pretending.

I have already injured Zhou Wu, not to mention it, I am afraid that I want to pretend to be cowardly, and the other party will not be kind to me.

"Humph! Even if you know each other, you know that we are the disciples of Sword Forging Villa, so don't hurry up! ”

Feng Rui untied the big sword from Zhou Wuji's body.

Feng Rui is still afraid of doing it, not only because of fighting and killing, but also because he is afraid that he will not be able to control his mind.

Okay, Zhou Wuzhi is also a fool, he doesn't need weapons in fights, what kind of big-tailed wolf is there, you look at those movie villains Baozi is, Bendu has an advantage, it's a very simple thing that should be solved with one shot, you have to throw a weapon and have a hand-to-hand fight with the protagonist.

"Humph! Even so, I can't let you go. ”

The Scarface bandit's face tightened, and then he rushed towards the edge.

This world is really not normal, have you ever seen a burly man like a rabbit?

The scar-faced man in front of him was like a huge rabbit, but his body of hundreds of pounds made him suddenly flash left and right in front of him.

It's a tricky punch to the sharp head.

If this hits, it must be a flowering head!

Sharp and fortunate to take out the sealed sword, a diagonal horizontal slash to the punch.

It depends on whether your fists are hard or your sword is fast.

The scar-faced bandit didn't expect Feng Rui to react so quickly, and he turned around, like a fat swan with a 360-degree rotation, dodging the sharp sword blade, and hit Feng Rui's left rib with a backhand.

Feng Rui has finally experienced a few battles, and is no longer a scumbag rookie with five combat power, and the method of the heavy sword in his dream pays attention to the power of not exhausting, such an oblique horizontal slash was changed to a force split by Feng Rui's wrist, and he roared to the palm that stretched out to him.

The scar-faced bandit must have been reluctant to give up the palm of his hand, and with a slam of his foot, Ben's rushing sharp and strong body was immediately stopped by him.

Newton's coffin board can't be pressed.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Rui and the Scarface bandit had already passed through the two hands, and neither of them could stand on the cheap.

"Beast form! Are you a member of the Bloody Palms? ”

The little female thief was like a butterfly wearing flowers, dodging two knife lights and approaching Feng Rui, and saw the identity of the scar-faced bandit.

"Bloodpalm?"

Feng Rui's head was big when he heard it.

It's only been a few days since this peaceful life, why did the Blood Palm Gang in the northwest also come to small Yongjia County, did they come to themselves?

But it doesn't look like it's coming at you.

"I can't keep you anymore!"

The scar-faced bandit was pointed out of his identity, his face was even colder, and his sturdy body attacked again as if he had opened a flashing skill.

dodging left and right like this, it is a fist and a palm, and he almost shook his sharp eyes, but fortunately, he has been practicing recently, and a big sword firmly protects himself.

The sharp little body can't withstand a punch or a slap from a scarface.

"Humph! The tiger is not powerful, you take the master as a sick cat! ”

The sharp fire is getting bigger and bigger, and it is really like being surrounded by a huge fly.

Feng Rui really wanted to kill him with a sword.

It seems that the scar-faced bandits' use of the beast-shaped body method also requires internal strength, and after thirty or fifty rounds of fighting, the scar-faced bandits are already sweating profusely, and their speed of walking has slowed down.

At this time, Feng Rui had a somewhat hideous face, and his killing intent had the potential to escape control.

Taking advantage of the gap between the Scarface Bandit's breath, the Sharp Movement scurried behind the Scarface Bandit, and then the great sword slapped heavily on his back.

Poof!

The scar-faced bandit was slapped on the ground like a fly...