This group of hunters was very experienced, and when they saw someone attacking, they immediately threw a large number of torches from outside the city walls. The entire perimeter of the fence was illuminated.

This time, it was even more difficult for those horse bandits to attack. Originally, it was a group of characters who bullied the weak and were afraid of the hard, and in the face of this situation, what could they expect these guys to do.

Within a dozen breaths, someone started running back.

Faced with this situation, Lu Xiao didn't even lift his eyelids. Lao Diao next to him shot directly and chopped up a few guys who escaped back.

"Whoever can rush in first, he will pick the valuable things first." Lao Diao shouted in the back, giving the horse bandits who were on the verge of collapse a little courage.

But it was still far from enough, and on the walls of the stockade, there were more than a dozen hunters with bows and arrows. These guys, though they don't have the title of marksman. But at a distance of 100 paces, the hit rate is still very high. These archers alone directly suppressed the horse bandits in front of them and couldn't raise their heads.

Seeing that the attack entered a state of anxiety. Lu Xiao and the others in the back did not panic at all. Just waited quietly until more than half of the cannon fodder in front was killed or wounded. Lu Xiao and Feilong glanced at each other, and the two disappeared into the shadows.

Lao Diao saw the two leave. Suddenly came to the spirit and waved his hand. The remaining bandits swarmed up. But this group of guys is not the same thing as the cannon fodder before.

Instead of blindly rushing forward, they provoked back and forth at the edge of the range of the opponent's bow and arrow. Of course, there was more than one unlucky guy who was shot by some strong archer. No way, they are horse bandits, not elite scouts of ancient times. Most people can't accurately judge the range of the opponent's bow and arrow.

On the other side, Lu Xiao and Feilong had already arrived at the back of the stockade. There are no walls here. But there is a natural cliff wall that is much higher than the wall.

But this is not difficult for Feilong and Lu Xiao. Especially the Wyvern, although he is the first knife player of the side plug. But the nickname has nothing to do with the sword, but is called the Wyvern. It can be seen that the other party's level of rope skills is more than his knife skills.

This cliff is smooth and steep, which is much more difficult to access than the outer wall. Those hunters didn't expect anyone to climb up from here. However, this height is not a problem for Wyverns at all.

I saw that the flying dragon didn't even look at it, and threw out a hook lock, and accurately hooked a bulge on the cliff wall. Then the whole person silently clinged to the cliff wall, like a gecko, and quickly climbed up.

Relatively speaking, Lu Xiao's practice of this trick is far behind. He even felt that this move was a little more difficult than the knife technique.

After a few attempts, I barely hit the hook, and then cautiously began to climb. And by this time, the Wyverns had already reached the top.

He quietly eliminated the two guards. Then wait for Lu Xiao to join him. Seeing Lu Xiao slowly climbing up, he mocked slightly.

"You still need to practice your rope skills. After the province, I fell into the name of the flying dragon. ”

"That's what the Boss said."

Without too much delay, the two joined forces and rushed in from behind.

The flying dragon and Lu Xiao joined forces, within a radius of five hundred miles, no one could stop them. Moreover, most of the young adults in the village were still on the fence to defend against the horse bandits on the periphery. Therefore, it was easily killed by the flying dragon and Lu Xiao.

At this moment, those hunters finally panicked. As soon as people panicked, the stockade was in chaos.

And the horse bandits outside noticed the movement of the stockade and knew that the boss had succeeded. Jump right into the assault.

This wave of offensive is even more ferocious than the previous wave.

Finally bandits began to climb the walls. Because those hunters don't have enough bows and arrows. This raid turned into a bloody hand-to-hand combat.

Flames, sword light, blood, stumps and severed arms. In the dark night, all these elements bloom together to create a bloody, brutal to the extreme.

The flying dragon rose up, rushed directly into the crowd, opened and closed the two knives left and right, and killed those hunters with a river of blood. Lu Xiao did not rush into the crowd to fight, but turned around and walked into the depths of the walled city.

As Lu Xiao imagined, this village is rough and primitive. There are shacks made of bamboo and wood all over the place. There were some ragged women inside.

Their eyes were numb, and they didn't react to Lu Xiao and the others' way of killing in. It's like a walking corpse. You don't have to think about it to know how these women came to be.

Walking through these shacks, Lu Xiao saw an acquaintance. To be honest, if he hadn't seen each other here, he would have even forgotten about this person.

This man was the monk he had met on the street and was fighting with those hunters.

It's just that the monk at this time no longer has a good skin on his body. He was hung from a shelf, naked. Blood and shredded flesh covered his entire body.

The originally tall and strong body was already as thin as wood at this time. His hands and feet were twisted abnormally. Apparently already interrupted. But the horror is that he is still alive.

That's right, Lu Xiao thought it was a dried corpse at first. But when he got closer, he heard the faint breathing of the other party. I tried it on the other person's neck, and I could feel a slight pulse of the pulse.

From the beginning, I saw the two sides fighting on the street. It's been four or five months now. I don't know how long the monk has been arrested. Just look at what happened to him, he suffered countless inhuman tortures. And these hunters are not going to kill him yet, and they don't know how long they will torture him.

Lu Xiao took out his knife and cut the rope that bound the monk and put him down.

Lu Xiao didn't like monks in his previous life. Mainly in history, these guys didn't do a lot of good things, and there were a lot of all kinds of fuck things. Moreover, he himself does not agree with the theory of Buddhism.

The so-called saying of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot. In Lu Xiao's view, there is a strong intention to whitewash the criminals. Therefore, in his previous life, he had always disliked Buddhism.

But this one is different. Lu Xiao has been in this world for nearly four years. In four years, he had only seen one person. Only this person, he will see someone robbing the people's girl on the street, and he will shoot angrily. He punishes the wicked, but he spares his hands everywhere and does not want to hurt people's lives. Angry at the wicked, but afraid of scaring the children next to him, he immediately put on a compassionate smile.

In Lu Xiao's opinion, those who chant scriptures in the temple are not real monks. It doesn't matter how well he reads, but he is willing to call him a master if he walks the world and practices the true meaning of Buddhism.

Lu Xiao took out the water bag and dripped it on the monk's lips.

The cool spring water regained a little consciousness to the monk. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Lu Xiao's face. Then he became agitated, and twisted his hands vigorously, as if to make a gesture of putting his hands together.

But his arms had been broken for far too long and his musculoskeletal damage was badly damaged. This simple action is impossible to complete.

Lu Xiao couldn't stand it, and reached out to help him close his hands. This action brought great pain to the monk. But he only trembled a little, and then continued to raise his body with difficulty and open his mouth to Lu Xiao to speak.

His voice was small, as if his remaining life no longer supported him in the simple act of speaking.

Lu Xiao was close to his mouth and barely heard what he said.

"The world is filthy, Shura is pure!"