Biao Zi raised his hand knife high, and one fell, aiming at Xiao Yang's shoulder.

But at this moment, Xiao Yang's figure disappeared. A knife missed, Biaozi searched left and right, except for the flower whispering and another woman just now, where is the figure of that kid?

"Behind you. Hua whispered and couldn't stand it, and pointed behind him angrily.

When Biaozi looked back, a foot landed on his face, and he made direct contact with the ground.

When he stood up with his bruised purple cheeks and looked at Xiao Yang again, the latter also looked at him blankly.

Why does this fair-skinned and clean-skinned, scholar-like scholar have such a powerful attacking power? How could I have thought of it?

Embarrassed, he picked up his knife, looked left and right, and found an old man, so he rushed over again.

This time, the opponent he chose was a fallacy!

The result was the same as the previous two times, but this time I really couldn't get up.

Liang Mu was originally watching the situation on the battlefield, but after a glance, he saw Biao Zi stumbling towards him, and directly overflowed the true qi of his palm, shaking Biao Zi back, and the latter fainted to death.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the people brought by Biaozi fell to the ground. There is only one person, and he is the young man called Fan Qian.

He clutched a wooden stick tightly in both hands, trembling his feet, not daring to take a step forward.

Especially when I saw that all these dozens of people were defeated, I was even more frightened in my heart. But if you don't go up, you will be held accountable by Biaozi and them in the future, and you will have to lose a layer of skin.

So he gritted his teeth, shouted to give himself courage, raised a stick taller than him, and attacked the nearest person.

And this person is Shen Shifang.

Shen Shifang had been paying attention to this young man, and seeing that he was about the same age as Xiao Yang, he had no intention of fighting back.

When Fan Qian's attack arrived, Shen Shifang gently raised his hand to grab the wooden stick, and then twisted the wooden stick to reverse the joints of the former's hand.

Fan Qian was in pain, so he let go of the wooden stick, covered the joint of his right hand with his left hand, and pretended to stare at Shen Shifang with a vicious appearance.

Shen Shifang played twice with a stick, which was quite handy, so he said on the ground: "You are from the village in front?"

Fan Qian didn't speak, and he didn't dare to say it, for fear of being blamed by the people in the village afterwards.

"If you don't say it, I can know that this person is just at the entrance of your village. Shen Shifang pointed at the unconscious Biaozi with a wooden stick and said.

Fan Qian subconsciously looked at Shen Shifang, and his heart was even more panicked, couldn't it be that Biaozi went to Meng Po to drink soup?

At this time, Biaozi and their backup had arrived.

"Qianwazi, what's going on, why are so many people lying down?"

It was the village chief who spoke, and he saw that the villagers of his own village were all over the place, still shouting "oops, oops", so he asked Fan Qian, who was the only one standing.

When Fan Qian heard this, he quickly retreated to the village chief and said, "Brother Biao, they can't beat them, they are too powerful." ”

The village chief stomped the cane in his hand and said in a cold voice: "You thieves, you can't break into my village, and now you are hurting my villagers." Do you think that there is no royal law, and you think that we are easy to bully?"

As for the explanation, Shen Shifang didn't like it, so he simply handed it over to them, so he said, "Deputy Sect Master, he is looking for you." ”

After Shen Shifang finished speaking, he walked back to Situ Jie in a dashing manner, with the stick still on his shoulders and his hands on it, like a certain monkey.

Hua Xi is helpless! But as the deputy sect master of the Liuyun Sect, he can't talk about it if he doesn't come out.

After secretly scolding Shen Shifang's bastard boy, he changed his smile and said forward: "Brother, I'm not a bandit, just a passerby." And they took the initiative to attack, and we only defended slightly in order to protect ourselves. ”

"They took the initiative to attack you, and you must be thieves, so they attacked you. The village chief said angrily.

"Why is my brother so adamant that we are thieves?" Hua Xi said.

"You are all wearing swords, and you are still safe and sound from the powerful Wuzi Peak Village, who can believe it if you say that you are not a group?" said the village chief, looking at the people of the Liuyun Sect.

"That Wuzifeng Zhai Wang Can has been killed by me, and the villagers have also dispersed, so I will come over later, what's wrong?

In other words, his junior brother Xu Zaiwei didn't bother to say it, so he did it directly.

"Impossible, with just 20 or so people, how can you win over hundreds of Wuzifengzhai bandits with strong martial arts?" The village chief waved his hand and denied Hua Xi's rhetoric.

"Then these fifty or so people, haven't they been defeated by our soldiers and fallen to the ground without blood?" Hua Xi wanted to laugh, but he felt bad, so he held back again.

What kind of frog is this? The person led by Wang Can, a straw bag, can also be regarded as a strong martial artist? Where is the Liuyun Sect?

"They're just crop men, how can they work with knives, guns and sticks? Without further ado, I'll give you two choices, one is to put down your swords and tie you up and go to the government. The village chief shouted.

Zhongqi is quite sufficient, and he must have cultivated it when he was young.

"What about the second one?" said Hua Xi with a smile.

"The second is that we will fight until you put down your swords, and then tie you up and take you to the government. ”

Hua Xi still couldn't hold back his face, and said with a chuckle: "What should I do, so that my brother can believe that I am not a thief?"

"You say you're not thieves, who are you?"

"We're just passers-by, and we're going to Jingnan Mansion to do some business. I heard that there were many bandits on the road, so I hired some guards to accompany me. Hua Xi made up an excuse that would not change for a thousand years.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew, and the torches were extinguished. Biaozi, who was lying on the ground, was roasted by the heat of the fire blown by the wind, and jumped up suddenly in pain.

As soon as he looked at the surrounding situation, he covered his bruised face, and hurriedly ran in front of the village chief and said, "Village chief, you have to be the master for us!"

"Yes, it's for us!"

"Kill them!" shouted the men on the ground.

When the village chief saw his villagers like this, his old face couldn't hold back, and he raised his crutches and said, "Fellow villagers, go and tie them up, send them to the government, and avenge our family." ”

As a result, the people behind the White Lotus Village rushed out and rushed to surround the Liuyun Sect.

"Stop!"

A voice came from not far away, and all the villagers of Bailian Village stopped in unison and looked in the direction where the voice sounded.

I saw five or six people supporting each other and stumbling over, asking people to stop as they walked.

When these people approached, the people of Bailian Village were surprised.

And one of the young men, who also ran over with joy and worry, said, "Brother, how are you?"

"Brother is fine, Qianzi, is your father better?"

Fan Qian lowered his head gloomily and remained silent.

When the village chief saw the visitor, he said angrily: "Fan Tong, you don't stay in the thief's den, what are you doing when you come back?"

Fan Tong showed bitterness on his face, he was a thief, and he couldn't raise his head to be a man in the village. It's just that the father in the family is seriously ill, and a farmer can't take out gold or silver to treat it. That's why I went up the mountain to get ten silver stones a month.

He took a step forward and said, "Village Chief, Wuzifeng Village has been destroyed, and a few others such as me will also be new people." I think my father is seriously ill at home, let me go back to the village to take care of it, right?"

"Then why did you stop me from waiting to capture the thief?"

Although it is true that Fan Tong is a bandit, he has never come back to harm the villagers, and he is also quite filial.

Therefore, there is not much disgust with him. But isn't this behavior suspicious now?

"They are not thieves, they destroyed Wuzifeng Village, and Wang Can was also killed by them. Fan Tong said.

On the side of the Liuyun Sect, Shen Shifang and many others had already recognized this Fan Tong as the last person Shen Shifang treated.

Sure enough, he lived up to Shen Shifang's kind persuasion, and really went home to be a good man.

Situ Jie's eyes were full of stars, and he felt that Shen Shifang was really good, and he could really influence a thief.

"What are you talking about? Are they telling the truth?" said the village chief, pointing at Hua Xi, his fingers trembling and his expression very excited.

Fan Tong looked back, Hua Xi smiled slightly and was silent, so he said, "I don't know what they told you?" but they are not thieves, they are from the Liuyun Sect. Moreover, one of them saved several of us and made us lost. ”

"Flowing Cloud Sect, could it be that Flowing Cloud Sect in Lingshan?"

"No wonder it's so powerful. ”

"But why do they claim to be merchants?"

A discussion sounded, which provoked Hua Xi to secretly say that it was broken. But now there is no way, you can't kill these more than 200 people, right?

So he sighed, walked over and said, "Hua Xi, the deputy sect master of the lower Yun Sect, led a group of disciples to Jingnan Mansion. For hurting your villagers, it is really a last resort, please forgive me. ”

A thunderclap flashed in the village chief's mind at this time, and he had not yet come out of the shock. But this shock was not because of their identity, but because Wang Can was killed.

"My son, do you see, the villains who hurt you have been killed, and you can rest in peace under the nine springs. The village chief looked up at the night sky, and sighed to the sky with tears.

The biaozi next to him saw that the situation was not right, and thought about slipping away, but as soon as he turned around and wanted to leave, he was hit by a shadow in the crook of his knee, and he knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

It's not that I can't get up in pain, it's numb.

And that shadow was a wooden stick, and after Fan Qian saw it, he subconsciously looked at Shen Shifang dozens of steps away.

The latter jumped down from the carriage and walked to Fan Tong's side, he said, "Tell everyone, what is the origin of this guy." ”

Fan Tong's eyes lit up when he saw that it was Shen Shifang, and then he knelt down with a few fellow villagers who abandoned evil and followed good, and he said, "Benefactor, thank you benefactor." ”

Shen Shifang frowned, he didn't like their approach very much, so he helped him up and said, "Man, kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents, get up and speak." Tell them who this guy is. ”

Fan Tong was not hypocritical, got up and said: "Biaozi is Wang Can's friend of eight worships, if there is a traveler who misses out of Wuzifeng Village, he will take the traveler as the name of the bandit, and block the road and rob it in a high-sounding manner." ”

After speaking, the villagers of Bailian Village looked at Biaozi as unfriendly, including those who were still on the ground.

"How do you know?" asked Shen Shifang. He wanted a comprehensive convincing evidence to resolve the misunderstanding and conflict.

"Biaozi has been on Wuzi Peak more than once or twice, and I was also lured by him to be a bandit, and all the people on the ground followed Biaozi. Fan Tong explained.

"Come on, tie up Biaozi. I want him to kneel in the ancestral shrine to comfort the villagers who were killed by the bandits. ”

(End of chapter)