Although the three of them gave up the flying of Edgeworth, they had another way, and the flight consumed a lot of true yuan, but if it was only blessed on the feet, the amount of use would be negligible.

Similar to the light skills in the mortal world, the three of them jumped back and forth on the big trees on both sides of the official road, and they could jump more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

Ouyang was carrying Hu Tutu on his back, and Leng Qingsong on the side was obviously a little unsuitable for rushing with his feet like this, he used to fly directly on weekdays, and he suddenly couldn't walk with his feet, but after a little adaptation, he was able to follow behind Ouyang.

The two of them jumped between the trees, and suddenly there was a shout of killing in front of them.

Ouyang frowned, he didn't want to care about this kind of thing.

As I said earlier, as a monk, you should not easily intervene in the cause and effect between mortals, otherwise it will not be beneficial to your cultivation.

Before Ouyang could speak, Leng Qingsong behind him had already rushed over.

In the end, he is still young, and when he encounters injustice, he will shoot with his sword, and he will not talk about the consequences at all.

Before he could open his mouth to shout Leng Qingsong, Leng Qingsong had already pulled out his sword and rushed down, and Ouyang took his ass and followed.

Ouyang stepped on a tree branch and looked down.

The men and horses on both sides below have been fighting for a long time, and there are people everywhere who have fallen to the ground and do not know whether they are alive or dead.

However, it is clear that one side is a masked bandit dressed in coarse linen, and the other side is a guard wearing a uniform practice uniform.

Although the guards were well-equipped and had good skills, they were inferior in numbers, only about two dozen people, and they had to be distracted to protect a few carriages behind them.

On the other hand, the bandits, a group of rabble, even have a hoe and sickle in their hands, but they are better than a large number of people, and they go forward one after another, shouting to kill the sky.

So the guards were soon surrounded by bandits, and the encirclement was shrinking, and the casualties were increasing.

When Leng Qingsong fell from the tree with his sword, the battle situation was finally reversed.

Although his cultivation was suppressed, in Leng Qingsong, whose kendo qualification was as high as 11 points, his cultivation level had nothing to do with killing people with a sword.

A silver dragon traveled among the bandits, and everywhere they went, people turned on their backs, and before the thieves could react to what was going on, they fell headlong on the ground and could not get up again.

Every dead bandit has an inch of sword wound in the neck, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"There is an innate great master! Get out of the way! There was a loud shout from among the bandits, and the bandits retreated one after another, and Leng Qingsong, who was dressed in black, stood in place with a cold face like water.

And from the bandits, a two-meter-tall man with a double axe walked out, looked at Leng Qingsong and smiled and said, "Don't you want to be a hero to save the beauty without looking at how many catties and taels you have?" Your grandfather..."

Before he finished speaking, the big man with the double axe fell to the ground on his back, losing his breath, how could he not have imagined that the sword of this kid on the other side would be so fast, and he hadn't even reported his name, so he died hastily?

"Lots of words!"

Leng Qingsong flicked the blade of the sword, looked at the big man who fell to the ground and said with a frown.

As the big man fell to the ground, the bandits were suddenly in chaos:

"The big boss has been killed!"

"! The big boss is gone? ”

"You don't talk about martial arts! Before the big boss finished speaking, you will engage in a sneak attack! ”

....

Leng Qingsong looked around and said lightly: "Get out, or, die!" ”

The thieves glanced at each other, their eyes full of fear at the boy who suddenly appeared.

Even the strongest swordsman in Maple Leaf City is not the opponent of the big master.

The young man who suddenly appeared in front of him didn't know what means to use, and he didn't even see a face, so the big boss received a boxed lunch.

As stinky fish and rotten shrimp, they must not be killed as pigs?

When hundreds of thieves faced Leng Qingpine in front of them, they suddenly felt heavy breathing, as if they were facing a demon who was asking for their lives.

Hundreds of bandits began to flee in all directions, leaving only corpses in the blink of an eye.

Leng Qingsong forced back hundreds of thieves with one sword and one sword, and just as he wanted to turn around and leave, the guards around the carriage walked up.

A middle-aged man wearing armor stepped forward cautiously and said, "Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life, I wonder if Shaoxia can leave his name?" I will be rewarded for my family! ”

Leng Qingsong just glanced at the middle-aged man and said lightly: "Get out of the way!" ”

Saving people is just Leng Qingsong's whim, Leng Qingsong is not interested in the middle-aged man's good reward at all, and mortal things are of no use to him.

The middle-aged man put down his hand in embarrassment, missed his body and gave way to Leng Qingsong.

Leng Qingsong just wanted to jump on the tree, but a young man's voice came from behind him again: "Is it Brother Xiao Leng?" ”

Leng Qingsong stopped and looked, and a young guard standing next to the carriage with a knife was looking at him uncertainly.

When he saw that it was Leng Qingsong, the young guard's face became surprised, and he trotted all the way over, standing in front of Leng Qingsong and said excitedly: "It's really Brother Leng!" It's me! Wang Ming! ”

Leng Qingsong looked at the excited young man in front of him, and suddenly had the memory of the young man in his mind, and the expression on his face softened.

"Brother Leng, where is Boss Ouyang? Why are you the only one coming back? Wang Ming asked excitedly.

Suddenly, a small branch smashed on Wang Ming's head, and Wang Ming covered his head and looked up.

Ouyang hugged Hu Tu and looked at Wang Ming with a smile: "Wang Xiaoming, you can come out to beg for a life if you haven't seen it for a year!" ”

The Wang Ming in front of him was one of the small followers he had received when he was in Maple Leaf City.

"Boss Ouyang!" Wang Ming suddenly shouted excitedly when he saw Ouyang, and then cried out.

Seeing Wang Ming crying on his back, Ouyang who was standing on the tree also put away his smile, jumped down from the tree, looked at the crying Ouyang and said with a somewhat ugly face: "What's the matter?" ”

"Boss! Why did you come back! Wang Ming fell to his knees and wept bitterly.

Hearing this, Ouyang finally understood what was happening, raised his hand and grabbed Wang Ming's collar and lifted Wang Ming up, and said impatiently: "Don't cry, say it quickly!" ”

Wang Ming sobbed and said: "Everyone, everyone has been arrested by the people of the government, only... Only I escaped, Sister Xuan'er and they were arrested and taken to the imperial city! ”

A fierce sword intent suddenly erupted from Leng Qingsong's body, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring!

The guard, who had originally relaxed, suddenly nervously re-grasped his weapon and looked at Leng Qingsong.

Ouyang, who had always been bohemian, also turned gloomy as water at this time, glanced at the middle-aged man on the side, tilted his head and asked, "What direction is the imperial city in?" ”

"Shaoxia, the matter of Maple Leaf City is not what you think!" The middle-aged man hurriedly explained.

Bang!

The middle-aged man flew out upside down and crashed into a big tree and passed out.

Ouyang looked at the guard who was re-gripping his weapon on the opposite side and said lightly:

"Now someone else to answer me!"