When the two arrived at the entrance of the village, everything that happened made their eyes red.

Wang Jiyin had already fallen to the ground at this time, and the thunder that shrouded him had all died down at this time, leaving only a few smiling currents still swimming around his body.

A sharp knife was now stuck in his chest, pinning him firmly to the ground.

Blood rushed out of his body like a waterfall, and the wine gourd that had been hanging on his waist was also shattered at this moment, and the debris was scattered all over the ground, and the gong that called them over was also broken, and the tragedy of the battle just now could be seen from the degree of fragmentation of the gong.

Wang Jiyin also saw them at this time, and he struggled to open his mouth to say something, but streams of blood foamed out of his mouth, making him unable to make a sound at all.

Then a big foot wearing tiger head combat boots stepped on his chest, and a large calloused hand grabbed the sharp knife, and a gorgeous peony flower was tattooed on the hand.

The man's hands and feet were strained at the same time, and with a chilling creak, Wang Jiyin's chest was trampled into a dent, and the knife was also pulled out by the man, and a stream of hot blood gushed out from the wound at the moment of pulling, Wang Jiyin couldn't support it anymore, so he closed his eyes.

I saw that the man who drew the knife was wearing a tiger head mask on his face, wearing a bronze tiger head battle helmet, a tiger skin coat on his body, embroidered pants, a pair of tiger head combat boots, and a thick beard showing out from under his mask.

"Oh, the one who sent him to death?"

The man didn't pay any attention to the two of them, and rushed at them with a sharp knife.

He was fast, but the Dumonts were a few points faster than him.

Wang Jiyin has lived in the village for a long time, and the old man has been friends with him for more than 40 years, and his feelings are naturally extraordinary: and Dumont can be said to have grown up watching Wang Jiyin since he was a child, and Wang Jiyin is like his father to Dumeng.

has such feelings, at this moment, the two of them actually saw Wang Jiyin being brutally tortured and killed in front of their eyes, how could the two of them endure it? So before the tiger-headed bandits made a move, the two had already made a move.

This bandit is obviously also a master, and he actually accurately captured the position of the two, and with a wave of his left hand, the sharp knife slashed at the old man's head like lightning.

He himself is also a great master of martial arts, so he can naturally see at a glance that Du Meng is young and strong among the two people in front of him, and the dragon spirit is fierce, and this old man may be because of his age, his vitality is extremely low at this time, and he must kill him first to avoid falling into the siege of the two.

It's a pity that he didn't succeed, and before the sharp knife could touch a single hair of the old man, Dumont on the side had already grabbed the steel knife in his hand.

I saw that the sharp steel knife was easily pinched in his hand, not only did it not cause him any damage, but was crumpled into a ball by him with a little force.

Immediately after Dumont exerted a little force, the bandit only felt a huge force coming from the other end, and he couldn't resist at all, so he could only let go and let Dumont snatch the knife in his hand.

Dumont, who snatched the knife, did not use the knife, but handed the knife in his left hand and kneaded it into an iron ball, and smashed his right hand into a fist and smashed it into the bandit's face.

The bandit who has lost his weapon can only block it empty-handed, but how can he block this powerful force? He had no choice but to defend his body with all his might, and then the thrust of the punch flew backwards.

Seeing the bandits retreating, Dumont, who had expected it, threw out the iron ball in his hand with all his might, and the iron ball suddenly went straight to the bandits like a cannonball.

At this time, the bandit was in mid-air, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only fight to protect his chest with his hands and forcibly block the iron ball with his arms.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound of bones shattering, the bandit's whole body was knocked out, and his arms were limp at his sides, obviously useless.

Without waiting for the bandits to land, the old man who had just flashed to the side appeared beside the bandits like a ghost at this time.

At this time, the old man's entire mouth and nose protruded, with sharp beaked monkey gills, three long beards growing on both sides of the corners of his mouth, his eyes were red, his mouth was making heavy breathing sounds, and sharp claws had grown on his hands, which looked like he had been evil.

He stretched out his right hand and put it on the bandit's shoulder, and said with a sharp smile in his mouth: "The immortal has a decree, and he still doesn't listen to the seal?" ”

"Out of the horse fairy?"

The bandit exclaimed, and before he could respond, he felt a consciousness filled with strong confusion squeeze into his mind.

This is the ability of the disciples of the horse, the gods they believe in are cultivated by animals, and the gods who generally give their own power to believers to help them comprehend the heavens and the earth and cultivate the secret method are different, this kind of animal gods because their spiritual wisdom is acquired, so their spirit is extremely powerful, and they can split a lot of distractions.

They will bury a wisp of distraction with their own power into the believer's body, and when the believer awakens their distraction with a special method, they can directly give the believer mana, or even directly help them in battle.

And some animal gods with profound mana can even divide the distractions again and again, so that they have the ability to control the minds of others.

At this moment, the old man is obviously inviting the kind of immortal with high mana.

With the distraction forcibly squeezing in, the bandit felt that his body suddenly lost control, and he could only stand there motionless.

Seeing that the old man had succeeded, Du Meng suddenly relaxed, and walked to the bandit while pinching his wrist: "Uncle Wang, your strength has not diminished back then." ”

The old man frowned, and urged: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and give him a punch, I don't think his strength is like someone who can easily kill Wang Jiyin." What's more, I haven't seen the village chief and them come out, it is estimated that there are more bandits entering the village, kill him, let's go and help. ”

"Good!" Dumont agreed, but in fact, why wasn't he in a hurry? It's just that judging from this guy's defense just now, if he wants to solve him as soon as possible, he has to accumulate internal strength to make a heavy punch, which takes time, so I chatted with the old man for a few words.

He clenched his fists and walked up to the bandits, glancing at the bandits' hands.

The two arms he had just broken by himself were already intact at this time, and if it weren't for the tattered clothes on his arms, no one would have dared to believe that he had been injured.

Sure enough, as I expected, this kid is from Senwang Mountain.

The people of Senwang Mountain worship the tiger god, and the muscles and bones of the body can become indestructible under the protection of the tiger god, and the recovery power will be greatly improved.

Cultivating to the end of life, the so-called flesh and bones of life and death are not just empty words.

It's just that he also had contact with the people of Senwang Mountain at the beginning, and even went to worship the mountain, and the disciples there rarely traveled out of the mountain, and most of them cultivated in their own territory.

Even if there are those who come down the mountain, they will go straight with the momentum of the tiger on their bodies, instead of hiding their heads and tails like the bandits in front of them, cowering.

Dumont was really curious, and wanted to lift this man's mask to see who this person really was.

However, he still resisted his curiosity and swung his iron fist at the bandit's head.

The fist made a burst of air through the air, and the punch even broke the space.

The bandit's body flew out like a broken doll, his head was torn apart, and his mask turned into powder in an instant.

With the grief of losing Wang Jiyin, Dumont didn't even give the bandits a chance to keep the whole body.

The corpse flew in the air, shattering little by little as it flew, and even the blood spilled from the body was instantly evaporated by the high temperature brought out by the aftermath of the fist.

The tiger-headed bandit, who was still triumphant, died under Dumont's punch in an instant, and his soul was scattered.

Seeing that the bandit was dead, the old king also breathed a sigh of relief, and used the secret method to distract the immortals in his body and fall back into a deep sleep.

It is very physically demanding to maintain this state, if he was young, he would not feel tired to maintain this state for three days and three nights, but now he is old after all, and he can only maintain it for a while while fighting.

I don't know how many bandits there are in the village, but now I can save a little bit.

"Dumont, let's go." The old king called out to Dumont, but Dumont was indeed attracted by a black token not far away, and stepped forward to pick it up.

I saw four big words written on the token: "Tiger Lord Tianquan!" ”

"Tiger Lord Heavenly Power?"

Du Meng muttered a sentence in his mouth, and suddenly exclaimed: "Uncle Wang, be careful! ”

The next moment, the token in Dumont's hand lit up with a dazzling black light, and a group of demons with teeth and claws came out of it, some of the demons rushed towards Dumont and the old king's head like crazy, and more rushed into the night sky.

The Great Array of Protectors in the village was already reluctant to suppress the outsiders who had entered the village, but at this time, they were rushed by the evil ghosts, and they suddenly couldn't support it.

With a crisp popping sound, the village protection array dissipated into invisibility like a popped bubble.

The grim laughter of the ghosts resounded throughout the night, and a ball of fire lit up not far from the two of them, and more than a dozen masked figures emerged from the darkness.

Dumont frowned, and smiled at the people in front of him: "Everyone, don't you come to visit us through the main gate?" ”

......

At this time, in the delivery room, more than an hour had passed, and Aunt Zhao was already sweating profusely.

Now that I can see the child's head, if nothing happens, the mother and child will be safe immediately.

At this moment, the door of the house was suddenly kicked open, and a group of people covered in blood broke the door and broke in, their faces were masked, their bodies were full of murderous energy, and they carried all kinds of weapons in their hands, which made people feel terrible just by looking at them.

These people are not from the village, then there is only one possibility - the villagers have failed, and these bandits have captured the village!

Another midwife tried to stop them, but the bandits kicked them to the ground, and then made up for it, squirting scarlet blood all over the room.

Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment, that midwife was one of the most outstanding disciples of Baihuamen, but at this moment she died without resistance at the hands of the person in front of her?

But in the next second, hatred occupied her chest, not only because of the tragic death of her sister in front of her, but also because she suddenly saw that the bandit had her old man's head hanging from his waist!

Aunt Zhang shot out angrily, but the meridians of her whole body seemed to be locked up, and her internal force could not be dripped out, and her martial arts could not be used in the slightest!

But she still pounced like crazy, and used her body as a weapon without martial arts, picking it with her hands and biting it with her mouth!

She bit the bandit leader to the death, and the bandit leader smashed her several times and couldn't shake her off, seeing that she couldn't break free, the bandit next to her waved a steel knife at her!

At the last moment before falling into darkness, she saw the bandit leader brutally stab the steel knife in his hand into Zhang Qin's stomach.

The world is slowly stained red with blood.