Li Changan held the Hengyue knife, listening to the movements around him, and his eyes looked around from time to time.

There are no anomalies.

At this moment, the branches of the trees not far away suddenly made a different movement.

Li Changan's breathing tightened, and his right hand instantly hit the handle of the knife.

"Goo-Goo......

"Bang Bang ......"

It is the chirping of night birds and the flapping of their wings.

With a slight relaxation in his heart, Li Changan's right hand was slowly put down.

However, before the night birds could fly away.

"Click!"

The clear sound of dead wood branches being trampled on sounded.

For a moment, everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came.

It turned out that when a soldier got up and moved his legs, he accidentally stepped on a dead wood branch.

"My fault, my fault......"

The soldier whispered guilty.

"Holy shit, can you not be scary?"

"Can't you sleep while lying down?"

In this environment, everyone's mind is tense to the limit, but the slightest movement is enough to make people's hearts tremble.

Li Changan breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze to the periphery again.

This mountain forest is pitch black, with dense branches and leaves, and no light from the sky can shine down.

Suddenly, a hare ran out of the bushes not far away, and a loud noise was startled.

"Erma, be careful." Lao Huang let out a low sigh.

Li Changan arched his body slightly, and his right hand put on the handle of the knife again.

"Lao Huang, it should be normal for the hare to come out at this time...... Wang Erma also quickly bent down, "Let's not scare ourselves." ”

"Scare your." Lao Huang pulled out the knife on his waist, "It's okay for a hare to come out to eat at night, but it won't run like this." ”

"Something must have scared it."

"Damn." Lao Huang scolded secretly, "Light the torch!" ”

"If those bandits really want to do it, they will definitely not let us go, it is better to light the torches, at least we can see things!"

"They can walk with their eyes closed in the mountains and forests, and our people have black eyes, so we can only let them kill them casually."

Lao Huang kicked Yang Erbang as he spoke, "Light the fire, light the fire." ”

The centurion not far away also listened to Lao Huang's suggestion and instructed people to light the fire.

After a period of hectic commotion,

The fire finally burned.

The flames that rose opened up a small place of light in the dark mountain forest.

Most people, after seeing the fire burning, their hearts that have been hanging a little slowed down a little.

Several soldiers, carrying torches, prepared to light a few fires on the periphery of the ranks.

Suddenly, an arrow pierced through the darkness and pierced one of the soldiers with a torch.

"It's a bandit."

"Everyone, don't run around, don't run around!"

Lao Huang shouted angrily.

But at this time, it is simply impossible to want this reserve army, which does not have any combat training, to be able to act according to orders.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone scurried around like headless flies.

Immediately afterward, a bunch of torches lit up not far away, and there were hundreds of flames at a glance.

"Run!"

"The mountain bandits are coming!"

Under the shaking of the firelight, there are more shadows and shadows, who can tell how many mountain bandits there are?

The vast majority of people have only one thought in their hearts, run!

Stay away from the torches, stay away from the bandits!

Li Changan lowered his body, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and was ready to draw the knife at any time.

"Let's go, don't be swept away!"

Lao Huang shouted at the five people around him.

Li Changan glanced back, and under the shaking of the firelight, in addition to those mountain bandits holding torches, there were more mountain bandits, carrying knives in their hands, and were rushing towards the reserve army that had already collapsed.

Everything became chaotic.

Even if the centurion wanted to rein in the soldiers, he was powerless.

Trying to make them fight enemies several times their size is tantamount to a pipe dream.

I can only try to escape with the team in the direction where there is no fire.

The speed of the mountain bandits behind him was very fast.

Sure enough, as Lao Huang said, those guys are too familiar with this place, and I'm afraid they can really walk in the mountains and forests with their eyes closed.

The bandits with torches were slower.

More bandits drew their knives, like a pack of wild wolves, and bit the tail of the reserve army fiercely.

The terrible screams rang out continuously, piercing the silence in the mountain forest.

The scout team, which had been broken up, was also dispersed.

"Lao Huang, leave me alone, take Da Xu and Xiao Xu to go first, and I'll break the back." Li Changan pulled out the Hengyue knife and slowed down the speed under his feet.

These mountain bandits' eight pins, with his eight-rank peak combat power, are enough to protect themselves.

The eighth to seventh grade of Wufu is a big hurdle.

The Seven-Rank Kaiyuan Realm can open up many acupuncture points, and the strength will be improved by leaps and bounds.

But these mountain bandits, most of the exercises are crude, and they don't have any martial arts resources, and basically after reaching the eighth grade, their cultivation will stagnate.

If you want to step into the seventh grade, you can only rely on the legendary chance.

Li Changan turned around and rushed towards the mountain bandits, and the slender and straight blade slashed a knife light, cutting the mountain bandits who rushed over, even with knives.

Blood sprayed, and the corpse fell to the ground with a pop.

The Hengyue Knife at the level of the best treasure weapon, how could it be resisted by ordinary mortal soldiers and mortal fetuses of flesh?

Chopped one person to death, Li Changan turned around and plunged headlong into the dark dense forest.

"Holy shit, the idea is prickly, a few more people go kill him!"

Li Changan simply beheaded a person, which immediately made the hearts of these mountain bandits skip a beat.

A dozen bandits glanced at each other, and then rushed into the dense forest.

No matter how strong that person is, he is only an eight-grade, is it possible that he can still defeat one enemy and ten people?

If you really have this strength, what kind of reserve army should you be?

There was a fire swaying behind him, and the sound of hurried footsteps followed.

Li Changan glanced back and quickened his pace again.

Only when he was far away from the large army did Li Changan stop on the branch of a big tree and wait for these mountain bandits to approach.

One of the eleven mountain bandits was holding a torch, and the other ten soon surrounded Li Changan.

"Cut off his limbs and take them to the Lookout Cliff to be beheaded together." The mountain bandit with the torch let out a low shout.

The ten mountain bandits did not hesitate to raise their knives and went up, without any nonsense.

An eight-rank martial artist is just a one-on-one may still be a threat, but now one-to-ten is not meat on the chopping board?

However, the ten mountain bandits who were approaching Li Chang'an's body within a radius of the three zhang suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies, and then their feet slipped.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Li Changan took out the knife.

When the ten heads gurgled and rolled to the ground, the time had only passed ten breaths.

Wen ...... Grammar!? ”

"You're a scribe!"

The mountain bandit with the torch clenched his throat and his eyes widened in disbelief.

A scribe who can perform grammar without using a bunji, and he also has such an amazing martial arts strength.

How could this kind of perverted existence of both civil and military cultivation be mixed with the vulgar reserve army?

In the dark, Li Changan was a dragon swimmer, his body was like a ghost, drawing an arc on the ground, with the light of the knife, grazing the neck of this mountain bandit.

Dealt with these mountain bandits.

Li Changan took a few deep breaths and quickly poured two drops of wood spirit liquid into his mouth.

The battle just now seemed to be devastating, but in fact it was extremely expensive.

Eleven mountain bandits were killed in ten breaths, and all of them were eight grades.

Even the general seven-grade early stage can't do it.

And although his attack power is at the peak of the eighth grade, he is a dual cultivator of civil and military affairs, and he still has the Hengyue Sword in his hand.

In the case of sufficient martial arts true qi, killing the ordinary eighth rank is no different from the seventh grade.

"The dual cultivation of civil and military affairs does have a lot of benefits, and it is a lot more than the means of simple martial arts."

"It's a pity that Wen Dao is only in the early stage of the eighth grade, and it is impossible to enter the seventh rank before entering the three-thousand-mile battlefield of Fengchuan."

The grammar of the eight-rank scribe can only affect the distance of three zhang in a radius.

That's why he waited for the ten bandits to approach before he used his grammar.

But if it is promoted to the seventh rank, the power increase is one aspect, and more importantly, the casting distance will be increased to an astonishing thirty zhang.

Li Changan didn't even need to draw his sword to settle the battle.

It may seem like a simple distance increase, but it's much more than it seems.

As the scope of grammar expands, the combination of grammar and martial arts will be more flexible, and the means of attack will also change dramatically.

It's a pity,

There is still hope for martial arts cultivation to be promoted to the seventh grade, but there is no drama at all for Wen Dao cultivation.

After a brief trimming, Li Changan changed into the clothes of the mountain bandits, took the Hengyue knife back to the Sumeru treasure bag, picked up the mountain bandit's long knife, and quietly sneaked into the darkness.

Now, it's time for the hunter and the prey to translocate.