"Stubborn. Fan Xian angrily flicked the sleeves of his robe and ordered to the martial artist and the servant: "Clean up this Zhang Wu for me first!"

The martial artist and the official were ordered, and hundreds of people each held up the guy and walked towards Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wu's sudden request for help brought something to talk about to the people around him.

"This old five is good, what to say for the monster. ”

He said that those monsters had paid back twenty-two taels of silver to Father Wu. ”

"He's lying! Twenty-two taels of silver is not a small amount of money, how can a monster repay so much money for Daddy Wu!"

"Zhang Lao Wu is afraid that he was not caught by monsters. ”

"Zhang Lao Wu is afraid that he is not fascinated by monsters. ”

......

Today's river sacrifice ceremony is so beautiful, not only did I see the county order to subdue the demon, but also saw a lost Zhang Wu. The martial artists invited by the county order and the officials of the yamen will put all these people in coffins.

Tsk, those six black coffins are big and heavy, not cheap!

Just when the martial artists and officials approached Zhang Wu step by step, more than a dozen men came out of the crowd and helped Zhang Wu up.

"Fifth brother, don't kneel, the people from the yamen are here!"

"Fifth brother, what do you say? ”

Zhang Wu shook his head: "Let's go, don't bother you." ”

The men were anxious: "Fifth brother, what are you talking about, you usually treat us well." Just say it, and we'll do it with them!"

When Zhang Wuyi heard this, he was very moved, and regained a somewhat heroic look: "How can I, Zhang Wu, be able to hand over to you good brothers! We are all reasonable, not monsters, not monsters, and it doesn't matter if anyone says it! If he wants to point to a deer as a horse, let's fight with him!"

Zhang Wu's words immediately infected the men, and they followed Zhang Wu one after another: "Fight with them!"

More than a dozen people stood together, no one retreated, holding sticks, ready to fight against the hundreds of officials who were approaching step by step.

Whoever dares to refer to a deer as a horse will fight with them! Zhang's swollen face no longer looks funny, but shines like a military medal.

"This Zhang Wu...... , but it's really reasonable. Zhou Fa stretched out his head to look at Zhang Wu's actions and praised it.

In his impression, this Zhang Wu is a scoundrel bastard who fights and kills. I didn't expect to be able to stand up and speak for myself at this time.

With Zhang Wu, most of them were pawnshop guys, and a few people were friends on the ground in Weinan. On weekdays, they drink and eat meat together, Zhang Wu also treats them well, and occasionally jokes, he also said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and help each other in adversity.

Now it's hard to come, there are really more than a dozen people who have stood up, lived and died together, and the righteousness is dry!

They are reasonable, Li Qiang paid back the money for Daddy Wu, and spared the lives of Zhang Wu and Daddy Wu the night before yesterday, Li Qiang is not a demon!

"Diao people are looking for death!" the officials rushed up with water and fire sticks.

Zhang Wu and the others fought with the officials with the wooden sticks in their hands.

The officials usually rely on the prestige of the government, but they are the only ones who dare to fight back? And Zhang Wu and the others are ruffians who are used to fighting, and now when it comes to using sticks, they are obviously better than the officials. Although there are many servants, more than a dozen moves will be defeated.

"A bunch of rubbish, get out of the way, here we come!"

Twelve shirtless warriors scolded and stepped forward to join the battle group, but the officials did not dare to reply, and retreated and withdrew.

"Smack"

The martial artist's weapon was an iron chain on his body, and the iron chain with the thickness of his forearm was whirring by the dancing, and it hit the back of a big man on Zhang Wu's side, leaving a hole several inches long, and the skin was open.

"It's not good, those martial artists have kung fu!" Wang Changsuo, who has always been taciturn, opened his mouth, turned his head and waved his hand to Li Qiang and asked for his life: "My lord, the disciples of Longhu Mountain please fight!"

After Li Qiang beheaded Bai Yunzi in front of the palace before, all the insiders knew Li Qiang's strong strength. The disciples of the two factions of Longhu Mountain and Maoshan also have great respect for this simple and simple master.

"Okay, Brother Wang, be careful, these martial artists are not simple. Li Qiang advised.

Wang Changsuo gestured to Li Qiang, indicating that he had received it, and then shouted: "The disciples of Longhu Mountain listen to the order, go out with me, and the little junior sister stays!"

Shen Xinyin, the little junior sister of Longhu Mountain, has a sweet voice, and has always been held in the palm of her hand by many senior brothers, although her strength is not weak in the same sect, but once there is danger, the senior brothers are used to placing her in a safe position first.

"Why should I stay! I also want to go into battle with my senior brothers!" Shen Xinyin said dissatisfied.

"This is an order!" Wang Changsuo's face was grim and he didn't explain.

Shen Xinyin had no choice but to stomp his feet and stay where he was.

Longhu Mountain is a well-known Taoist sect in the rivers and lakes, and these dozen or so disciples are the best among the outer sects of Longhu Mountain. Although he has not studied art for a long time, his skills have exceeded ordinary people. A sword was embedded with a spirit stone, and for a while, all kinds of aura overflowed, and the brilliance was brilliant.

"Sure enough, it's youkai, and they have a glow on them!"

"Stupid, that light came out of the sword, it's a demon weapon!"

"There are so many monsters, I'm afraid there won't be enough coffins. ”

The people commented, but they couldn't help but take a few steps back. They followed the train of thought told them by the county order, and regarded the disciples of Longhu Mountain as monsters, and there were more than twenty "monsters" on Li Qiang's side at once, which couldn't help but make them a little scared.

Fortunately, the twelve martial artists invited by the county order had amazing martial arts, but they were a little ruthless.

When Wang Changsuo brought his fellow men to support, the men on Zhang Laowu's side had been knocked down by five or six iron chains, one by one they were drenched in blood, the red flesh at the wound was turned out of the skin, and some were deep in the bones, which was very terrifying.

The people applauded, dealing with the monsters, understandable. If you can be more ruthless, it would be better to beat the youkai back to its original form.

"These shirtless martial artists are monks!"

As soon as Wang Changsuo fought with the shirtless martial artist, he found that the opposite side was also a cultivator. His giant sword usually sharpens iron like clay, but when he slashes the iron chain in the opponent's hand, it only splashes a little spark, leaving no trace. There were two hundred catties of iron chains that were fingered by them, knives and chains touched, and black gas came out.

The disciples of Longhu Mountain hurriedly used their bodies as walls to separate Zhang Lao Wu and the others from the shirtless martial artists. If it had been too late, they might all have died.

Li Qiang led people forward and carried the injured six men to a place with few people. The wounds of these six people were large and deep, and none of them were fatal, but the pain was unbearable. Two of them had already fainted from pain, and the remaining four were rolling on the ground and sweating profusely.

Li Qiang first injected a few people to reduce the pain, and then fed Xiao Huan Dan to replenish blood and qi. Then he applied gold sore medicine to the wounds of several people. After the two pills were taken down, the bleeding from the wound immediately stopped, and most of the pain disappeared.

These six men themselves are strong and strong, plus Li Qiang's medical skills are good, and the medicine is also a good medicine, it is estimated that it will not take a week or two to recover.

Because they didn't have gauze on their bodies, Qi Xu, Zhou Fa and several disciples of Maoshan cut off the silk cloth on the hem of their clothes to help a few people bandage it.

After dealing with the wounded, everyone's attention returned to the battlefield, and the battle was a little fierce.

The number of people in Longhu Mountain is obviously larger, but the shirtless martial artists are strong and skillful, and they occupy the advantage on the field. Even the senior brother Wang Changsuo faced a joint attack by several people, but he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

At this moment, Wang Changsuo shouted: "Change formation, just a formation!"