Zhang Manqian is very good at street melee.

It may seem like just fighting a bunch of gangsters, but the quality required for street scuffles is extremely high.

When fighting on the streets, no one knows when the opponent will fight, what kind of weapon the opponent is holding, whether there is glass slag on the ground, whether the opponent is on one person or several people at a time.

"In fact, whether you are strong or weak, the most effective way to fight in the street is to run!"

Zhang Manqian's summary is simple.

Run.

If you are blocked by someone in front and back, even if you are beaten, you must run out as fast as possible.

The strong keep harvesting heads as they run, while the weak run away is the most effective means of defense.

This includes both physical and mental qualities.

Zhang Xuezhou was a weak chicken at that time, and Zhang Manqian's teaching to him was also from the perspective of a weak chicken, and Zhang Xuezhou ran very happily after the villagers who were pressed by the black pressure of nearly 100 people poured into the ancestral hall.

"Alas!"

Watching Zhang Xuezhou, a True Spirit Realm cultivator, run away, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but sigh.

But after being kicked, he quickly lifted that breath hard.

In the case that he does not use his sword and does not use magic to kill, if he wants to subdue the villagers, he can only rely on beating Wang Baquan indiscriminately and fighting with these people.

And he also has to dodge the sudden attack of the wood knife, or the bamboo arrow that is shot out of nowhere.

Dong Zhongshu was aggrieved, but he knew very well that there was no problem with a slight injury.

As long as Zhang Xuezhou didn't have an accident, the little injury he suffered would recover quickly.

"Du Ledger, run, run!"

Zhang Xuezhou's shout came from afar, Dong Zhongshu moved two steps, and after a shoulder fall knocked a villager down, he was unexpectedly smashed on the back.

He took a breath of cold air.

If he didn't use swordsmanship to injure these villagers, it would be extremely difficult for him to remove these people from force.

Among the people, only Keqing Zhang Debiao played quite reliably, this Keqing has followed Master Zhao for many years, learned a few hands of iron body skills, and is not afraid of the chopping of ordinary knives in many parts of his body.

More than ten people were piled up around Zhang Debiao, making it difficult for these people to get up for a while, but Zhang Debiao was bound by his feet, and he was hugged by people, and some people even jumped on Zhang Debiao's body and opened their mouths to bite, and it was extremely difficult to make more contributions under the circumstances of many restrictions.

As for the farmer's monk, Xu Ji didn't talk about it.

This guy actually tried to reason with these villagers, and was punched in the previous arrow wound, and he fainted in pain before he jumped twice.

Xu Ji's grandson Xu Yuan followed in Zhang Xuezhou's footsteps, beating people while running, knocking over three times in a row.

As for the rest of the merchant group, they hadn't been rescued by Xu Ji yet, and they were all lying on the ground like corpses.

Dong Zhongshu punched out a flurry of punches, and inevitably jumped out two meters away, and then jumped over with his right hand on the incense burner.

Several fast-eyed and fast-legged villagers rushed over with knives, and as soon as they arrived at the incense burner, they were kicked away by Dong Zhongshu and punched the next.

"It's really convenient to run and hit people!"

The sound of wind coming from the back of his head, Dong Zhongshu didn't look back at all, and jumped straight forward.

The sound of a woodcutter slashing into the ground came, and Dong Zhongshu's body was able to pass by.

"Zhang Debiao, run up and beat them!"

Today's fights are all face-to-face fights, and it is rare to have this kind of situation of fighting while running, but Dong Zhongshu feels that it is not bad to run.

He only found it convenient for the first time and recommended it to Keqing Zhang Debiao.

"These thieves can't be killed, and they can't be beaten hard, Du Shufang, are you embarrassing me, and now you want me to run and beat people?"

Zhang Debiao shouted.

The pain of being bitten by his teeth on his neck came, and he wanted to slap it over, but he was afraid that the other party's head would be blown away under the power of qi and blood.

But if he didn't use the qi and blood power in his body, his arm would be held tightly, and it would be really difficult to break the other party's head with the weight of a person.

And the iron body technique does not prevent slashing and acupuncture, and it is also painful.

Being bitten into the skin of his neck by his teeth, Zhang Debiao couldn't stand the pain, so he could only take five or six villagers back and forth for a while.

There was a chaotic battle in the ancestral hall, and the scene was chaotic and disorderly.

But what scared Dong Zhongshu the most was that he hadn't discovered the location of the tiger demon so far.

His strength in the Divine Power Realm is extremely strong, but this does not mean that Dong Zhongshu can crush the opponents of the Cultivator Realm under any circumstances.

And anything can happen in the melee, the small soldiers on the battlefield can kill the great cultivator, and it is not surprising if he is injured and killed by the tiger demon.

Dong Zhongshu exhaled, and his body had already forcibly stepped on the head of a villager with a jump, and before the other party could react, he stepped on it hard, and he had already jumped again with the help of his strength and went directly out of the ancestral hall.

"Catch this best, he's escaped!"

An old woman raised a burning stick and pointed at Dong Zhongshu, and Dong Zhongshu also looked back at the past.

Looking at the anger flashing in the other party's eyes, Dong Zhongshu was difficult to distinguish for a while.

He landed lightly, kicked the hunter holding a bamboo bow and arrow behind him, and saw that the other party was still struggling to get up, Dong Zhongshu made up for it, which made it difficult for the other party to get up.

"As a big Han people, you are a party with the tiger demon, and when I order the county guard of Ba County, I will definitely arrest you and others in prison, and the felons will be sent to the army" Dong Zhongshu shouted,

"Where is the court when we need it? When we are plagued by tigers, who will save us? We pay a lot of taxes every year, but when did Bashire protect us? ”

Dong Zhongshu's words seemed to arouse the anger of the old woman.

She asked angrily at Dong Zhongshu.

This kind of angry question is mixed with the helplessness of ordinary people, and it is also mixed with the compromise that the villagers of this village have to make under the coercion of the tiger demon.

This is the reason why the villagers in the village are so cooperative.

But if anyone escapes from the reporting officer, their village will inevitably fall into the fate that Dong Zhongshu said.

If they want to survive, the whole village needs to cooperate.

Whether they actively took refuge or were passively forced to join the tiger demon, the county yamen would not ask about these circumstances during interrogation, as long as it was confirmed that they had participated in the harm, the entire village would need to be punished.

Seeing that Dong Zhongshu was not stunned by the art of smoke and escaped from the ancestral hall, this made many villagers anxious.

This also made Dong Zhongshu's heart move, and he spread his feet and ran wildly in the direction of the outside of the village.

"Chase, chase!"

Perhaps because the demons in this village belong to the tiger demons, they are too oppressive to other creatures that have no intelligence, and there are no hounds in the village.

Dong Zhongshu rarely stopped when he ran out.

"Wait for the officers and soldiers of Bajun City to come and destroy you!"

Dong Zhongshu shouted.

He ran hundreds of meters, and when he was about to step into the muddy path, he heard a tiger roar that shook his eardrums.

His guess was indeed right, the villagers of this village could not withstand the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court, and the tiger demon obviously did not want to change places easily.

Dong Zhongshu must be in good health, and a vicious wind has hit him behind him.

When the tiger claw was about to fall on his neck, Dong Zhongshu's sword flew out with a sword around his waist, his body rushed forward, and the long sword in his right hand was reversed.

This is a copy of the back horse pistol, although the sword is not strong enough to summon out the sword move, but this undoubtedly makes the tiger demon claws dare not penetrate the long sword and shoot down.

"Duh!"

With a light snort, Dong Zhongshu took out the magic weapon fan behind his back with his left hand, and when he fanned hard, a wind blade in the magic weapon fan quickly condensed and formed.

"Damn, where is a monk like you?"

The tiger demon who turned into an old woman instantly returned to its original form and shouted.

can also fight swords, and can use summoning spells, this situation is more common in demons, but humans are rare.

Human beings either develop magic or martial arts, and they all walk on the road of pursuing the ultimate.

This kind of partial approach has led to an endless stream of human techniques.

But this also allows high-level demons to take advantage of human monks more or less.

Although there are few demon spells, they can be near and far, and they can attack and fight, but whenever they collide for the first time, most of them are demons who have the upper hand when they don't know the details.

The tiger demon is extremely old, and the monks he has killed are not a hundred but eighty, and he has never fought this kind of opponent who can't fight for the first time and can't beat in close combat.

He scolded, and before he could finish venting, his heart tightened.

A sharp pain in the eyes came, and the risk of death quickly came.

The tiger demon didn't have time to think, and his body exploded.

"It's not so easy to run this time!"

Dong Zhongshu drank lightly, and the wind blade slashed quickly under his control.

The tiger demon is not a snake, and its body is not as hard as a rock.

Dong Zhongshu's wind blade was inserted like a sharp blade, and then it was quickly cut.

This time, the Tiger Demon borrowed the smoke to escape the technique, which was obviously not as easy as before, and in the continuous cutting, the body of the Tiger Demon was cut into several pieces.

Pieces of the body fell, and a tiger roar was accompanied by dozens of ghosts with teeth and claws.

Before Dong Zhongshu could fan the magic weapon fan again, these ghosts were all sucked into a red demon pill.

But in just a short moment, the red demon pill broke, and a tiger-headed imp jumped out, and then burrowed into the darkness.

"After raising so many ghosts, you are also a ghost?"

Dong Zhongshu was slightly stunned.

Normal death to turn into a ghost, the process of this is definitely not very fast, ordinary resentful souls still have to choose a feng shui place to be buried underground for three years before they can transform into shape, and special yin quenching for decades or even hundreds of years is common.

Seeing that the tiger demon turned into a tiger-headed imp in a short period of time, Dong Zhongshu was still a little surprised by the rapid transformation of the other party after losing his body.

But just a few seconds later, a high-pitched scream came from the villagers chasing behind, which brought Dong Zhongshu back to his senses.

Obviously, there is indeed a price behind the tiger demon's rapid transformation into a ghost.

(End of chapter)