It was a sword roar!

Qin Ke rose up in the air, stepped on the saddle of the stone mount, and the Bodhisattva in his hand was already unsheathed.

The sunlight shone on it, and the sword body cast by special stainless steel was like a splash of flowing water, and then, Qin Ke fell, and the Bodhisattva also stabbed out, which seemed to be chic, but in fact, the power was enough to pierce a person.

The pupils of the leader of the mountain bandits shrank sharply, at this time, he didn't have time to make any moves, and the power of this sword also made him lose the confidence to make a hard connection, he screamed, and the whole person rolled on the ground, like a wild dog that had been beaten by a beggar, covered with sand.

However, in the end, he avoided this sword.

Qin Ke missed the first sword, but he didn't continue to catch up with the second sword, he just stood in place with the sword in one hand, glanced at the leader of the mountain bandits who was rolling on the ground in a hurry, and then turned his head and looked at Shen Zang on the side, as well as the stone not far from Shen Zang, which was about to touch but would never touch his father.

The stone had lost its head, a bowl wound on his neck was still spurting hot blood, and a small pool of bright red had gradually accumulated on the ground.

"I'm late. Qin Ke lowered his head, his voice full of guilt.

He walked over with heavy steps, stretched out his hand, and didn't care that the corpse was full of blood, and didn't care that the body of the stone was incomplete, he slowly walked towards Shen Zang, dragging the stone over, finally, he let the fingers of the stone touch Shen Zang, and Qin Ke used a slight force, and the headless body of the stone finally hugged his father tightly again.

Perhaps, they will love each other like this in the other world.

The leader of the mountain bandits groped his way to his feet, the fear in his eyes had not yet dissipated, he looked at Qin Ke's back, an inexplicable anger ignited in his chest, and he said angrily: "Who are you?

Qin Ke ignored him, and carefully pulled back the remaining half of the stone's body.

And at this moment, the situation of the battle over there has also changed.

The mountain bandits just now had almost swept away the people in the dart game, and the seven men and seven horses no longer maintained their original formation, but each smiled and chased their respective targets, but at this time when it seemed to have been destroyed, Abu had rushed into the crowd single-handedly.

He carried a large leather pouch on his back, and as he ran, he could hear the metal sound of the objects in it colliding with each other, and as he was about to rush into the warband, he suddenly reached out and pulled out two short sticks from his backpack - two short sticks that looked inconspicuous.

The only difference is that the ends of the stick are covered with a layer of fine iron, and the shape is slightly strange.

When a mountain bandit saw Abu, he first laughed loudly, and then said: "I've seen someone who doesn't want to live, and I've never seen such a nerd rushing to hit someone's knife!"

As he spoke, he shouted at the people around him, "Don't rob me!

The other six laughed and scolded, with a bit of mockery in their voices, and some of them raised their voices: "Old horse, if you don't say that I have to send you this person, with your three-legged cat's kung fu, you are only worthy of chasing such a little sheep!"

The old horse snorted, clamped the horse's belly, and the horse galloped under his crotch, with a cruel smile on his face, and a large knife in his hand that was still dripping blood, he whistled, and the whole person leaned towards Abu, and chopped down from top to bottom.

However, the next moment, with a terrible neighing of the horses, the eyes of the other six around them widened.

Instead of seeing the expected head of the "sheep" rising into the sky, they saw the old horse being thrown into the air and completely uncontrolled.

The old horse's mount was hit by Abu's angry stick, and the horse's neck even collapsed a little, and after a neigh, it fell to the ground with the old horse.

The old horse was held down by his mount and could not move, and he pushed the horse's back with his hand to get out, and cursed, "Brute...... Brute, if you want to die, don't rely on Lao Tzu!"

However, Abu had already begun to run, and although he was young, he was as strong and burly as a mountain, and when he was running with all his blood and blood surging and galling, the old horse even thought that he had seen a giant!

As Abu got closer, the old horse's face finally showed a terrified expression, and he pushed the horse's back harder, shouting around: "What are you all doing in a daze! This is a good idea! Come on! Come and help ......."

In fact, there is no need for him to say that the mountain bandits on the side have already noticed Abu, but they are still amazed by Abu's one-stick attack like a thousand powers, and for a while, they forgot to save their companion.

But soon, the six of them had already urged the horses under their crotches and rushed in the direction of the old horse and Abu, trying to form an encirclement.

On the contrary, the dart masters who had already been killed in the dart game finally breathed a sigh of relief when they looked at the mountain bandits who turned around and left.

Abu ran as fast as he could, and faster and faster.

He felt the surging of qi and blood in his body, surging and hot, and when he was about five steps away from the old horse, he had already jumped high, and the whole person was like a winged eagle swooping down, and like a flying meteorite, it fell on a mountain bandit.

The mountain bandit drew his knife and slashed out, but Abu blocked and suppressed the saber with a short stick, and the other stick shook down like a sledgehammer.

There was a muffled sound, and the mountain bandit was hit with a stick in the face, spitting blood from his mouth, and the whole person flew upside down from the horse, and when he landed again, he only twitched a few times, and he saw that he could not live.

Abu did not stop after killing one man, he stomped his foot on the empty saddle, and leaped on the back of the other horse, and slashed at him with three knives, but the short stick in his hand was as fast as lightning, and struck the spine of one of the knives, and between his legs, he kicked the nearest bandit directly in the direction of the other two knives.

The mountain bandit who was kicked felt that he was almost out of breath by this kick, and the two bright blades were in front of his eyes, and his heart was almost like ashes.

But fortunately, the two knives were finally retracted and did not directly cut his throat, and he escaped, fell off his horse with a bang, and ran into the jungle with a crawling belt.

Abu took advantage of this gap to charge at the other man again, and the formation of six people could not stop his attack at all.

"Who are you?" Qin Ke finished what he wanted to do, walked up to the leader of the mountain bandits, and asked coldly with the question that the leader had just asked.

The leader of the mountain bandits looked at Qin Ke's young face under the hood and was slightly startled.

He heard Qin Ke ask again: "Why did you kill them?"

The leader couldn't help laughing, and his heart was a little calmer, thinking: Isn't this a young child who has just entered the rivers and lakes?

So he sneered: "How can there be so many whys in this world? Lao Tzu asks for money, but he doesn't give it, isn't he looking for death himself?"

Qin Ke glanced at Abu who was a little farther away, and knew that he had completely controlled the situation, if the seven-person mountain bandit had kept in formation, maybe Abu would still be a little tricky, but since this mountain bandit was scattered in the middle of the battle, it was impossible to condense the strength that could compete with Abu again at this time.

"Is he? looking for death? or are you ...... Looking for death?" Qin Ke stared at the leader of the mountain bandits, and the Bodhisattva sword in his hand shook slightly, perhaps sensing the fury that Qin Ke was holding back in his heart, the Bodhisattva sword followed and groaned softly.

This is a fierce sword, I don't know how many people's blood was stained back then, but later the monk took it with him, recited Buddhist scriptures day and night, and then made a scabbard with sacred wood, engraved with mantras, which turned it into today's sword of righteousness.

However, the divine sword would change with the user's state of mind, and at this moment, he felt Qin Ke's murderous intent, and it gradually stimulated the ferocity of the year, and he became excited little by little.

"Then I kill you now, I don't need to do anything, right?" Qin Ke said in a deep voice.

The leader of the mountain bandits smiled, the expression on his face suddenly became cold, and he suddenly shouted: "Ping!"

The bowstring was released from the tension again, and the seven feather arrows immediately left the string and went straight to Qin Ke's front, since it had been determined that Qin Ke was a cultivator, then the projectile might be able to enhance the strength of the arrow, but if he couldn't be trapped in one place, he could still easily get out of the range of these seven arrows.

And at the same time that the arrow was fired, the leader had already stomped his legs, and the whole person retreated sharply backwards, he was not arrogant enough to think that these seven arrows could shoot a cultivator, and at the same time that Qin Ke picked up the arrows with the Bodhisattva sword, he shouted again: "Ying!"

Qin Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, are you still coming?

"Gradually!" The bandit leader's order this time was different from any previous time, and the seven of them released their arrows again, but it was no longer a salvo, but in order, with three arrows in front and a horizontal line, while the next four arrows were one after the other at different angles.

Qin Ke took a deep breath, the Bodhisattva sword in his hand shook, and he ran forward with a step, and at the same time, the long sword waved, and with one sword, he cut down the three feather arrows in front!

Then the four arrows also arrived in front of him, he turned his head, a sword directly passed through his ear, with a sharp wind, Qin Ke took out another sword, but no longer used the edge to cut off the arrow of the feather arrow, but used the sword surface to shoot the body of a feather arrow, just like playing polo, he used the sword face with a feather arrow, continued to go down, and slapped the second feather arrow.

The last one swept over his head and shot into the thick planks of the carriage with a muffled thud, and the horses pulling the cart neighed and ran.

The mountain bandit leader was a little shocked in his heart again, he never expected such a master to appear here, and it was completely certain...... This young man's cultivation is absolutely above him, but the leader refuses to admit defeat, gritted his teeth, and continues to shout: "Ying!

"Ying, gradually, lewd, cheap, hehe...... It's really lewd and cheap. Gao Yishui tilted his head and lay down on the cart and pretended to be dead, heard this shout from a distance, sneered, and sighed: "The passing years are not good, this is what you provoked him." ”