Meng Juntong hugged Bai Yu behind Bai Ze's back and let Mir carry her forward.

Although Bai Yu has been practicing martial arts for a while, and she has obtained the marrow of the scriptures in the Dragon Ruins, her current qualifications are the top in the world whether it is martial arts practice or cultivation. But at the moment, her actual combat ability is still not eye-catching, and when she encounters three or five big men who have not practiced martial arts, I am afraid that she will not be able to cope with it.

Meng Juntong's current spiritual power was no longer what it was before, and when the fur merchant who went to ventilate and report the news ran away, she locked on that person's body with a wisp of spiritual power.

Probably ran out more than 200 steps, and in an inconspicuous alley, Meng Juntong saw that the guy found a sloppy man with a fleshy face, a broken beard, and a bloody body.

I don't know what the guy said to the sloppy man, but the man got up sharply and yelled at the yard behind him.

Immediately the door was opened, and more than a dozen naked men with knives, axes, and clubs rushed out of it.

Meng Juntong took a few more steps forward with his spiritual power, and found that the courtyard inside was full of all kinds of wild animals that had been tortured and killed.

There are mountain foxes, leopards, roe deer, and many, and even Meng Juntong saw a big tiger hanging on the beam of the house, it had already lost its breath, and it seemed that it was about to peel off its fur, in the eyes of these guys, the tiger was a treasure.

"It's coming," Meng Juntong withdrew his spiritual power, and the footsteps of a group of people were heard at the street corner in the distance.

The businesses on both sides of the street seemed to smell the danger, but it was only a moment before the originally lively street ran away.

There are a few locals who don't know about the arrogance of these guys.

Not only did there be footsteps behind him, but there was also a line of thugs with machetes blocking the way, and it seemed that a tactic had been specially formulated for them.

Meng Juntong casually took a cloth towel and tied it in front of Bai Yu's eyes and said, "Don't open your eyes, don't look at it." ”、

Bai Yu nervously hugged the Winter Thunder Sword and shrunk into the long, soft hair on the back of Mir's neck.

Meng Juntong patted Bai Yu's back for comfort.

Xiang Ming smiled and walked to one of the people who came up to talk to him before: "This old brother, why bother, buy and sell, you are willing to buy, you have to be willing to sell, this is not interesting." ”

Who thought that guy didn't care about Xiang Ming at all, turned his head and shouted to the gang of thugs behind him: "It's this group of guys who stole the white-haired beasts we caught in the mountains, the boss said, this man doesn't need to stay, the two women behind ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a sword blade from the Cold Light Forest was already across the man's neck.

No one saw when Xiang Ming made a move, and no one even noticed that he was carrying a sword before.

The Qingfeng Sword has always been on Xiang Ming's body, but Xiang Ming kept it in his sleeve, so as not to be interrogated by the officials and family members of the Qi State because he was armed.

The moment the sword slid out of the sheath just now, all the movements were like flowing water, the distance of five steps, in an instant, Qingfeng was cold, and the man subconsciously was a trembling, and then there was a shallow blood mark on the neck, which still shows how terrible the sharpness of this sword is.

"You have to be careful when you speak, it's easy to flash your tongue when it's windy. ”

The man's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, but when he saw his boss arriving behind him with a group of butchers, his confidence immediately hardened again.

"What if there is a sword, in this Xingye Town, who dares to touch the people of our Baitu Gang. Thousands of beasts we've slain, boy, you've seen blood!"

A sneer hung on the corner of Xiang Ming's mouth: "Oh, killing beasts, I haven't tried this, but if you want to kill people, I'm very skilled." "Swing your sword as you speak.

Meng Juntong noticed that the murderous aura on Xiang Ming's body was not false, and immediately reminded him: "Xiang Ming." ”

Xiang Ming stopped wiping his sword, and the blood in the man's throat had already flowed.

"What a boldness, in front of my Baitu Gang, he dares to take advantage of the murder. ”

A muffled voice sounded in the street behind him, and a brutal man with an axe in both hands walked over.

Meng Juntong noticed that the skin on this person's body had faint signs of petrification, and it seemed that he had cultivated the outer door horizontal martial arts.

Judging by the thunderous mid-air when he speaks, at least he is also a martial artist with a sharp artistic conception.

Such a guy is already a very powerful master among the people, but in front of Xiang Ming and Meng Juntong, two martial arts masters in the Tang realm, it is really not enough.

"Boss save me!" Feeling Xiang Ming's strong killing intent, the dogleg who was full of confidence just now was completely cowardly at this time.

Xiang Ming glanced at this guy with disdain, raised his leg and kicked this guy out.

"Are you their head?" Xiang Ming gently wiped away the blood stains on Qingfeng's body.

The man with the axe looked fierce: "The person who moved me? ”

Xiang Ming smiled: "I really can't spit out ivory." ”

The next moment, Xiang Ming had already rushed in front of the man, the man was shocked, he didn't expect Xiang Ming's body to be so fast, but his reaction was also very timely, and the first time the double axe stood in front of him, blocking Xiang Ming's leg stepping on his chest.

Looking at the big man who weighed more than 200 pounds, he was actually stepped on by Xiang Ming and slid backwards for a distance of more than ten steps, if it wasn't for the little brothers behind him to help him resist in time, I am afraid that he would have to slide for a while.

Xiang Ming spent a lot of strength on this kick just now, although what he cultivated was not a foreign martial arts that he practiced horizontally, but after all, he had already entered the realm of martial arts qi refining, and the strength he obtained by strengthening with his true qi would never be worse than that of a barbarian who practiced horizontally from outside his family.

He also wants to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger, after all, this is the land of Qi State, and this town is someone else's territory, if he really kills people here and hurts people, it will only be bad for himself.

The big man's arms with the axe had already begun to tremble, and he looked at the little white face in front of him in surprise.

He couldn't have imagined that such a thin guy could have such a strong force.

Xiang Ming put his sword into the sheath, and without speaking, he looked straight at the man.

All the butchers behind the man had already raised the blades in their hands, and as long as their boss gave an order, they were ready to rush up and hack the guy in front of them to death.

Meng Juntong also clenched his fists with both hands, ready to meet the enemy at any time, and Xiang Ming's return sword into the sheath was not to stop the battle, but to raise a breath of sword qi, in order to kill the enemy with the strength when the sword was drawn.

The atmosphere in the streets was frozen in cold.

And at this moment, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

"Who dares to gather crowds to fight on the street, is it not that they don't pay attention to the arrest of the officials who are not in the town!"