Aside from the others, Fang Ping saw the scene of Zheng Jinshan spitting out a hidden weapon and turning things around.

This scene was like an initiation, which made Fang Ping fall into thinking after benefiting a lot.

"Lime powder is simple and practical, and it doesn't cost money, you can pull down a few catties from the courtyard wall of any family, but for the martial artists who are strong, sensitive, and guarded, the power is greatly reduced."

"It's not the same when you spit it out of your mouth. He is worthy of being the head of the dart, and he is worthy of being an old comrade who is nearly sixty years old! Knowledge is infinite! ”

Fang Ping looked into the distance with admiration.

A large amount of blood gradually gushed out of the blood hole in his chest, and Zhou Yan, who was dyed red, was chased and beaten backwards by Zheng Jinshan's rotation fist prints, seeing that the defeat was decided, Zhou Yan fought back in a hoarse voice, jumped on horseback and fled into the distance.

The thieves and minions who were still fighting with everyone in the dart game saw that the leaders had fled in the wilderness, and they also began to scatter and flee.

A storm came to an end, and there were dozens of corpses lying on the ground, some thieves and some darts, Fang Ping's eyes were quick, and he touched the corpses quietly.

Most of them were penniless, and when they touched the bodies of a few thieves, they found a few taels of broken silver.

"The wounded sit in the carriage, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, leave immediately!" Zheng Jinshan urged loudly.

The team quickly left the scene.

Two days later, at dusk, the team set up camp at the foot of a hill.

Three of the runners were so injured that they swallowed their breath, and one of the dart masters was also too badly injured and fell unconscious.

Bai Yunfei sat in front of the bonfire, baked a piece of sorghum bread, and said, "It's quite hanging, if it weren't for the one-eyed golden knife that the head of the dart knocked away, you and I wouldn't be able to sit here and bake the fire." ”

"yes, he's the head of the dart...... Hidden deeply, scheming. Fang Ping glanced at Zheng Jinshan in the distance, the old comrade had white temples, a solemn face, and a sharp secret weapon in his mouth.

Sensing Fang Ping's gaze, Zheng Jinshan turned around and sat down in front of the bonfire where Fang Ping was, patted Fang Ping on the shoulder, and said appreciatively: "Your kid is not chaotic in the face of danger, and he is decisive in killing, much stronger than when I was young." ”

A ragged colt may make a good horse!

"There, the head of the dart is the most skilled, old and strong."

Fang Ping replied without arrogance or impatience.

Zheng Jinshan frowned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

More than ten days later, the dart team entered the territory of Shanyang County.

At this time, everyone in the dart team relaxed their vigilance, and smiling faces appeared outside their tired faces, talking about how to treat themselves after returning to the dart game, and where to drink and listen to music.

Before dark, the dart team was only sixty miles away from Shanyang County.

Zheng Jinshan got up suddenly, the small stones on the ground were beating, and under the reflection of the sunset, more than 20 horsemen were rolling the wind and sand towards the dart team.

The leader is eye-catching, under the crotch is a huge, four-hooves like tiger claws of the xenomorph BMW, with a purple and gold crown on the head, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, stopping more than ten meters away, exuding a terrifying momentum, overwhelming everyone in the dart team.

Zheng Jinshan, the chief dart head, made a sound with a drastic change in his face: "Lianjiabao...... Even the Flying Tiger! ”

Just ask who in Shanyang County today doesn't know the three big characters of Lian Feihu, the other party was in the gladiatorial arena in the inner city of Shanyang County not long ago, and defeated Chu Ying, the martial arts Tianjiao Chu Ying from Daze Mansion City, with a violent and invincible attitude.

"What's the matter, how could Lian Feihu come out here?"

"Will you go out on patrol?"

"No, it looks like it's coming at us."

The people of the dart team who were under the terrifying momentum of Lian Feihu turned their heads and ears, and they were uneasy.

This is the second time Fang Ping has seen Lian Feihu, the last time was in the gladiatorial arena, and this time it was close contact.

The black-armored and silver-robed Lian Feihu rode on a heterogeneous BMW in a bold and rude manner, just like a young god of war looking down on the dart team.

Zheng Jinshan stepped forward and arched his hand: "Zheng Jinshan, the head of the Fuwei Dart Bureau." ”

Lian Feihu squinted and laughed, even if Zheng Jinshan was a long-established master of the third grade in Shanyang County, he did not put it in his eyes; "Mr. Zheng, I won't talk about the extra nonsense, you can go, and the goods will stay."

Dart Game Everyone;???

I've never heard of even Jiabao having the evil act of robbing houses.

The rabbit hasn't finished eating the grass next to the nest, and he doesn't even want to do it in the house.

Zheng Jinshan was calmer: "Even the young master is joking." There is no friction between my Fuwei Dart Bureau and Lianjiabao recently, everyone is still a villager, even if there is anything offended, Zheng will come to the door to apologize for his sins another day. ”

The posture is very low.

It's just that Lian Feihu didn't give the old comrade any face, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, which was two feet long, slashed to the ground like a mountain, leaving a crack in a ravine more than half a foot deep and three or four meters long.

The xenomorph BMW carrying the flying tiger also let out a wolf-like roar: "This young master never lies, the goods are left, and people can go!" ”

Zheng Jinshan sighed in despair, and he was helpless at this point.

Lian Feihu is not an ordinary middle-grade martial artist, this son has become a general trend, and is expected to be promoted to the third grade, not to mention the old and frail Zheng Jinshan, even Zheng Jinshan, who is in the prime of life, can not create a miracle with all his skills.

"Come on, transport the carriage back to Lianjiabao."

With a wave of his hand, more than 20 Lianjiabao cavalrymen who came with him quickly took over the direction of the fifteen carriages.

"Wait!"

Wave after wave of unevenness, hundreds of horses suddenly rushed in the distance, all of which were the strength of martial arts.

The middle-aged man riding on the back of the horse at the front is a master of the middle and third grades.

"It is a private soldier iron cavalry cultivated by the five great gentry in the inner city." Bai Yunfei blurted out.

Lian Feihu's voice sounded closely: "After I come to break off, you will transport the carriage back to Lianjiabao as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, he gave Zheng Jinshan a warning look.

"The goods were wanted by the five gentry in the inner city, in order to use this batch of goods to curb Lianjiabao's business in the inner city, and Lianjiabao jumped out to rob the darts, which shows that this batch of goods is extraordinary."

Fang Ping glanced at Zheng Jinshan, and after receiving Lian Feihu's warning gaze, the other party didn't have the slightest idea of acting rashly.

"Kill!"

A thunderous and deafening shout soared into the sky.

The fat and strong xenomorph BMW carried Lian Feihu and turned into a rainbow and rushed towards hundreds of riders.

The body is larger than that of ordinary earth horses, the heterogeneous BMW, fierce as a tiger wolf, the skin and flesh are as indestructible as iron, and even the flying tiger sitting on his back is full of pride and rage like a dragon.

A Fang Tian painting halberd is drawn like an arm and a finger, and its power is as vigorous as a river, and where the edge passes, even people and horses are cut together.

Looking at it fixedly, Lian Feihu was like an arrow off the string, chiseling through the team of more than 100 horsemen from beginning to end, and he was unharmed, but more than a dozen corpses were left on the ground.

These are all high-quality martial artists trained by the five great gentry in the inner city, and they are as vulnerable as a chicken and a tile dog in front of Lian Feihu's halberd.

"It's not a human being." Bai Yunfei looked at Fang Ping and scolded.

"It's not like a human being." Fang Ping also looked at Bai Yunfei and replied.

"Hahaha! Joyfully! Again! ”

Lian Feihu's legs were clamped, and the heterogeneous BMW understood it, and with the master's sky-high fighting intent, he didn't enter the crowd in front of him, Lian Feihu's strength was infinite, and he was ferocious and rotated Fang Tian's halberd.

In an instant, he once again harvested the lives of more than a dozen martial artists.

Seeing this, the middle and third rank martial artists who led the horse team came angrily and rushed forward angrily, and slapped Lian Feihu together, and the result was that Lian Feihu did not move, and the middle and third rank martial artists were surging with qi and blood, and their arms flew upside down with spasms for more than ten meters.

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