The old man just wanted to change his body, but he felt another force coming from behind, and under the old man's light dodge, a teacup immediately smashed into the face of the dead man.

The dead man's face was separated by the teacup, and he looked at the person who threw the teacup, but before he could see who it was, a bamboo chopstick was instantly inserted into the center of the dead man's forehead, and he died.

The old man looked at the person behind him, it was a handsome man in a green coat.

"It's okay, Old Man Tianji." The corners of Xie Xiaofeng's mouth rose.

The old man was stunned and looked at Xie Xiaofeng suspiciously.

"Don't worry, I'll save your granddaughter." Xie Xiaofeng said.

The old man's eyes moved, but he smiled, "Then there is Lao Shaoxia." ”

Speaking of this old man, he has never been a loner when he walks in the rivers and lakes, whenever he appears in the rivers and lakes, there will always be a young girl by his side.

And this girl is the granddaughter of the old man Tianji.

The old man obviously hid his martial arts, and although the mother-in-law said that her face looked very frightened, and the whole person had been hiding under the table, but the dead soldiers had nothing to do with her one by one, which was enough to show that the old woman's skills were not as simple as they seemed.

And the method that Xie Xiaofeng used to deal with the dead soldiers just now obviously attracted the attention of the current group of dead soldiers, so they immediately raised the cold knife in their hands and walked in the direction of Xie Xiaofeng.

Rows of cold blades faced Xie Xiaofeng, and while on guard, they quickly closed their encirclement, and surrounded Xie Xiaofeng in an instant.

And Xie Xiaofeng in front of him didn't have anything in his hand that could be used as a weapon, just a pair of bamboo chopsticks.

Killing people with chopsticks, ordinary people laugh and be generous at first glance, but in the rivers and lakes, many people with deep internal strength are fierce when they shoot, and the feeling of this bamboo chopsticks inserted into the body is like a golden needle, and the power is not to be underestimated.

Xie Xiaofeng raised his eyes to look around, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly, he raised his hand and poured out the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and scattered most of the bamboo chopsticks and hit the dead soldiers in front of him.

But speaking of which, these bamboo chopsticks are just bamboo chopsticks after all, no matter how powerful they are, if they can't stab the enemy's death hole, I don't think these dead soldiers will die.

And these dead soldiers are obviously not stupid, when they saw that the heads of the people in front of them were inserted into the bamboo chopsticks by Xie Xiaofeng and whimpered, these dead soldiers in the back always held the blade in front of them.

At this moment, seeing Xie Xiaofeng throwing the bamboo chopsticks again, he blocked his head with the blade of the knife, allowing other parts of his body to be hit.

After all, no matter how fast and powerful the bamboo chopsticks are, it is impossible to pierce the iron knife wall.

As soon as Xie Xiaofeng saw that his chopsticks were blocked, he was not in a hurry, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he lifted his foot and smashed a stool at the dead soldiers.

Before the dead could react, they were crushed to the ground by stools.

Although this stool is still very heavy on his body, you are very wrong to think that Xie Xiaofeng will only throw things.

Xie Xiaofeng stepped under the last stool under his feet and flew straight into the crowd, sometimes punching and sometimes kicking,

Then all the dead soldiers were beaten to the point that they were unable to parry, and they retreated step by step.

Suddenly, in the crowd, it seemed that the more powerful of these dead soldiers were holding a sword on the roof and quietly stabbing at Xie Xiaofeng from top to bottom, seeing that he was about to succeed.

Whoosh –

Suddenly, a sound of breaking the air sounded rapidly.

I saw a slender lancet flying from the doorway, and the blade of the knife was like a moon bend in the middle of the night, and the speed was like a desolate and miserable moonlight, flashing through the man's neck, and as if it had not been stopped, it flashed through the neck of the dead man.

Then the flying knife with a red cloth and silk tied at the handle of the knife was nailed to the plaque in this hall, and I saw that the face of this small flying knife was engraved with a word - Li.

The person who used this knife was the world-famous Li Xunhuan.

Maybe it was because I saw two masters suddenly appear again, and many dead soldiers suddenly appeared in the shadows, and as soon as these people appeared, they immediately launched various attacks on Xie Xiaofeng and Li Xunhuan.

A dead soldier was the same as the previous one, holding a hand axe from the air and slashing straight at Xie Xiaofeng, Xie Xiaofeng dodged to the side of the fluttering side, and then kicked the man away with a kick, before he could go up to make up for a punch, a spear broke through the air behind him.

Xie Xiaofeng stepped back some distance from an iron plate bridge to the dead man, grabbed his feet and turned over, and stood up straight on his own, but the dead man fell and ate, and he couldn't get up.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't mention it for the time being, but Li Xunhuan didn't see any movement there, just walked straight towards the door, and waited for a dead man to rush to Li Xunhuan's side.

A big man in a leather jacket stepped forward with a knife and slashed the dead soldier to the ground, and then ignored Li Xunhuan in front of him to help him repel and kill the dead soldiers one by one.

Presumably, this is Li Xunhuan's guard-Tie Chuanjia is right.

After the battle intensified, and the dead soldiers saw that many people had died, but they were still not sure that they had taken them, a leading man let out a whistle, and all the dead soldiers quickly retreated.

When the dust settled in the field, Xie Xiaofeng looked at Li Xunhuan, who was standing aside and coughing, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Li, who are you?" ”

"The cold chicken is scattered." Li Xunhuan kept coughing beside him, but the old man Tianji spoke at this time: "He was poisoned by the second Langjun flower bee cold chicken scattering." ”

Hearing this, not only Xie Xiaofeng, but also Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia's eyes also looked at the old man of Tianji curiously, and they didn't know what effective way to crack it since the old man of Tianji knew about this poison.

And the others looked at Li Xunhuan's coughing all the time, and they were afraid that they just thought that he had a cold.

Tie Chuanjia hurriedly asked, "This son, since you know this poison, can you save my young master?" ”

"I'm not going to save people." The old man of Tianji shook his head and said.

Tie Chuanjia's mood was suddenly like a basin of cold water pouring down on him in the winter, and he couldn't say a word for a long time, and finally he could only sigh heavily.

Li Xunhuan patted Tie Chuanjia's shoulder silently, chic and calm, as if he didn't care about it, and smiled: "Life and death are fate, why care?" ”

After saying that, he sat down again, picked up the wine gourd and poured it into his mouth.

When the old man Tianji and Xie Xiaofeng heard this, they looked at Li Xunhuan straight for a while, and then they arched their hands to him, expressing their admiration for his ability to see through the difference between life and death.