"I repeat, put down my sword and follow me back to the county government for trial. Resist stubbornly again, die! ”

Ning He stood quietly with his sword in his hand, and once again opened his voice coldly.

This time, no one dared to take his words as a joke, and there was silence except for bursts of screaming and moaning.

In front of me, whether it is a swordsman or a horse bandit, but they are roaring and gathering, relying on the strength of the crowd and the physique, and doing some unrighteous deeds, they are not gangsters and heroes.

At the moment, there are many people, you look at me, I look at you, they want to put down their weapons, but they don't want to be the first bird themselves.

Ning He stepped forward, and was about to use another coercion to force them to abandon their weapons and bow down, but he saw the master slam the ground, picked up a big knife casually, and continued to rush towards him.

He also roared in his mouth: "We got the thief ship in the morning, if we don't take advantage of the disaster to destroy the ancestral hall of the Mountain Sect today, it will be a dead end!" He is alone, Ying'an has no soldiers available, kill him, we can live! ”

As soon as he said this, there were no people below, but the rest of the people in armor changed their faces one after another, and they were ready to move.

Ning He frowned and looked at it, feeling that the truth was different, it should not be as simple as he knew.

But the movement of his hand was not slow, and the long sword pierced out like a spear, and a piercing spark was slashed at the man's big sword, and he clicked on the attacking broadsword, and went straight through the empty door, and slapped a palm on the man's forehead.

The man fell to the ground limp, bleeding from seven holes.

But Ning He didn't kill him, he only used his strength to block his qi and blood, making him faint and fake his death, looking at the miserable and terrifying shape, just to deter.

But the rest of the people with armor don't know what to think in their hearts.

Either moved by that person's words, or because of something else, they actually divided three or two people to continue to urge the subordinates who had stopped to find something and set it on fire, which was about to burn the inside and outside of Lan Village, and the rest of the people raised their knives to kill Ning He, or made the same choice as the family.

Ning He fast-forwarded with his sword, and without leaving his hand, he was like a mountain, and he was unstoppable, and directly drilled into the three-person knife net, and the three swords connected the throats of the three people, and when they passed by, the three of them were killed.

Then the feet did not stagnate at all, rose up, and smashed a flying knee on the door of a person's face, causing him to fall to the ground, and at the same time the sword changed to his left hand, and stabbed out on his back like a horse pistol, slashing the back person, and then like a civet cat, he threw several kicks and kicks, and the sword swept with a cat's tail, and the two heads were thrown up.

With just one face, eight people fell to the ground, and one life whimpered, so that the other armor people stopped in fear and hurriedly retreated, not daring to enter again.

However, this time, Ning He didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with them, and randomly picked up a knife in his hand, and the sword returned to his right hand, and he directly caught up with him, blocking the knife when he saw it, and stabbing when he saw someone.

Accustomed to using arm shields and spears, he still likes this simple and crisp way of playing.

With hundreds of moves and all kinds of dazzling moves, he didn't know how to do it, but he was tired.

As for the ability of the mid-grade realm to make the true yuan in the body to induce the exogenous energy, in his opinion, it is completely unnecessary now, so he will not waste it.

And since he left the customs, he has been unhappy in his heart, but now that he has come through like this, there is a familiar feeling of riding a horse and charging into battle.

It's just that these wolf swordsmen in front of me are suffering.

Although he no longer tried to kill people, he didn't start to show too much mercy like that, with broken arms, missing arms and legs, and blood holes in his body.

The injuries were not light.

"Spare your life!"

"Spare your life!"

The common sound of begging for mercy in the hall of the county government now resounded outside the door of He Lan Manor, and a group of people threw it as fast as they could, relying on the wolf's head knife that used to show off their might, as if it was as hot as a red-hot soldering iron.

Some wanted to escape, but before they had run far, they felt a gust of wind rushing behind them, and then they were knocked out by a sword.

After doing so several times, he gave up this thought, threw his weapon, and obediently squatted aside.

"Thank you, Lord Prefectural!"

The door of the manor also opened, and the man walked out in his fifties, bowed and thanked him.

Ning He staggered half a step and said, "I got acquainted with Yun You and others in Pinglang and became friends, so the old man doesn't need to be polite." ”

"The Seventh Master is back too?" The man continued to thank him, then asked.

Ning He informed: "It should be soon, we will go all the way, and we will only be separated outside Yonghe City, I will go to the county seat first, and they should come back in two or three days at most." ”

Then he asked: "Dare to ask the old man, do you know what the situation is in Jingyang Village?" ”

The man shook his head, "In the past two days, we have also sent some people to go out on the path to ask for help and report the news, but except for some juniors who rushed back from the county seat and led away some thieves, and then the adults have come now, and there is no response from the brothers." ”

"Then I'll bother the old man here, take someone to take care of these people first, that, don't kill them first, listen to their words, there are still many details of this matter unknown, and wait for me to come back and ask." Ning He's heart was heavy, and he asked him to find someone to take him to the neighboring village.

He Lan's family is old and weak, and they tied up everyone with guns and sticks, and the beating and scolding will not be light, but it is true that they are not killed.

These Ning He didn't care, told him about He Lanzhen, took the horse with the person who led the way, and traveled dozens of miles to the east to the vicinity of Jingyang Village.

Ning He did not abandon his horse and walk again, but asked the person who led the way to go back first, and he went straight into the village.

Jingyang Village is higher than Lan Village, a hundred feet away from the foot of the mountain, over a canopy of trees at the foot of the mountain, and by the setting sun, you can still see an open field, as well as rows of houses neatly arranged on the side.

The road in the village is also quite wide, about three zhang, and it is very solid, and the horse's hooves on the road only leave shallow traces.

But there were too many hoof prints, and there were some potholes.

"There should have been about five hundred people when they came, and most of them had left."

Tracing and arguing Ning He is also a veteran, according to the new and old horseshoe prints on the village road, as well as the degree of intensity, you can judge a rough idea.

Moreover, he also found that many horseshoe prints were deeper than others, and even deeper than those left by himself, and there should be many people wearing armor.

The armor worn by those swordsmen in Lancun is not a standard that Ning He is familiar with, but the armor of the Daqin Bafang Border Army is slightly different, and the government armies are not all the same, and the township soldiers in various places are even more different, and he is not sure where the armor comes from.

I can only hope that it is not the worst that I think it is.

"Just you?"

Suddenly, a person walked out of a house slowly, and before the person appeared, the sound came first.

"What about just me."

Ning He got up and walked over with his sword in his hand.

Faintly, this guy who carried a knife at random gave him a sense of danger, a little more solemn.

The man said lightly: "No, it's just to kill you." ”

Ning He sneered, "I'm still quite curious, you guys are going to kill me one by one when you open your mouth and close your mouth, what's the matter?" Daqin's official, is it so dangerous now? ”

The people kill officials, and they rebel together, and the lightest are the three tribes, regardless of rank.

The man still had a light smile that was not salty or light, "As long as no one leaves from here, who knows who did it, and it may not be the one who killed the family, you say." ”

"This fart is reasonable, it should be rewarded!"

Ning Helang shouted, the long sword was out of its sheath in an instant, and its strength lingered, spitting out a two-foot sword light, and stabbing forward with lightning.

"Then give you a reward!"

The man also snorted, changed his appearance, the scabbard was thrown towards Ning He violently, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his hand, his body was like a wind, as if he was drifting, with a faint afterimage, and swept towards Ning He.

Ning He's left hand slapped the scabbard that was thrown, the castration remained unchanged, his steps were even three points faster, and he stabbed at the person with a sword.

This person's body is mysterious, like a breeze, fluctuating, and he did not take this sword, but turned his body sideways to avoid it, and turned around to slash at Ning He's waist and abdomen with a knife.

Ning He is not a rookie, he is not flustered when the sword misses, he returns his hand and slashes again, if the snow falls on the mountain, it is fast and fierce, and it goes straight to his knife-holding arm.

At the same time, the left hand is not slow, the strength is wrapped in the fist, and it goes straight to the knife surface and smashes down, the fist does not reach the strong wind first, and the strength of the knife body is blown up in one place, and it suddenly returns to rise.

The man's reaction was also extremely fast, and the whole person leaned sideways as if walking on the ground, counted the dots, circled behind Ning He, and stabbed again, heading straight to the head.

Ning He twisted his body and drew his sword, bent his knees and turned his body, and the long sword stabbed again, slashing the blade in the middle, and the tip of the needle was straight at Mai Mang, and the two of them were full of energy and did not give in to each other.

Ning He's strength is great, but the true yuan is a little weak, after all, it hasn't been in the middle grade realm for a long time.

And that swordsman has ordinary strength, but the true yuan is strong, and it has obviously been in the middle grade for a long time.

At the moment, he is even more in shape, wanting to suppress people with power, and he does not give up, he has the intention of turning around and fighting again, and wants to force Ning He to do his best and take advantage of the situation to kill.

Ran Ning He bent his knees and twisted his body not only to draw his sword to exert force, but also to accumulate strength, kicked under his feet, instantly burst out, pushed open this person's long knife, and covered his face with a slash and chased down.

Although the man's body is exquisite, Ning He's speed is also extremely fast, at this time, his own momentum is magnificent, and he attaches all his strength to the sword, the sword walks with his heart, and the person moves with the sword, no matter how fast he is, he can't dodge anymore, and he can only parry again and again.

Although he blocked Ning He's more than a dozen swords, he couldn't feel any more relaxed in his heart, he only felt that the snow waves were surging, and the sky was full of swords, and a touch of astonishment and horror rose in his heart, and under the vibration of his heart, his true qi instantly delayed for a moment.

Ning He was unforgiving, seized the opportunity, and a sword hung in the air, and immediately smashed the strength of his blade, and the back of the knife fell back fiercely, smashing it into his chest.

That person was also tenacious and ruthless, a mouthful of blood gushed out, but it was not wasted at all, wrapped in rolling energy, turned into a bloody arrow and shot at Ning He's eyebrows.

Ning He snorted coldly, turned sideways, stepped in the air three times, and directly stepped on his multiple sternums with a pair of big feet, leaving him languishing to the ground, with all his heart and lungs injured, and he had no strength to fight again.

"I'm a family, don't kill me."

The man no longer had a breezy look, only embarrassment and pleading that he didn't want to die.

"How are the people of Jingyang Village!" Ning He's sword fell on his neck and asked sharply.

The man vomited blood and replied, "Nothing, nothing!" The second child of the family didn't leave, blocked us for a moment, led people to retreat into the cave, and fell into the broken door stone. ”

"Oh." Ning He nodded, and with a wave of his long sword, he directly stunned and tied the person up, ready to leave it for Cheng Chen as a gift.

Although I don't know the details, it is not difficult to guess between the lines that this goods is a thief, and he kept it for Cheng San Fat to vent his anger.

Da, dada、、、

As soon as Ning He threw the people on the horse's back and tied them up, there was a dense and rapid sound of horses' hooves on the village road.

"None of them stopped." With a sip, Ning He jumped on the horse, held the bow in his hand, drew the bow, and shot an arrow.