said that Zhu Biao and Zhu Sanniang took the lead in chasing them, obviously hated the red roe deer to death, and disappeared as soon as they got into the house. Fengyi Mountain has an old dragon head to follow, completely fearless, didn't you see that the red roe deer was scared away by the old dragon head just now!

Drilling through the hole in the wall, behind the gray dust was a peaceful home, except that now there was a headless male corpse lying in the room, the head did not know where it went, and there was a white female corpse on the bed in the back room, and a baby was floating in the water in the pot and was no longer alive.

Feng Yishan only glanced at it and moved his head, chilling all over his body, only feeling that the yin qi in this room was deep and he didn't dare to stay longer. Look at the room there is no other damage, think they left from the door, just stepped out of the door and felt a strong wind in front of him, the old dragon head behind him directly grabbed Feng Yishan's shoulder and pulled him back into the house, the other hand grabbed the object with one palm, only to see that it was a crossbow, the crossbow body has been destroyed by the palm of the old dragon's head, only the arrow was held by him in the palm, and a trace of blood dripped from the edge of the palm.

After the old dragon's head looked at the trees fifty paces away, a man with a crossbow there looked at the old dragon's head dumbfounded, obviously unable to accept that he actually took an arrow from his thirty-stone crossbow with his hand. When the man saw the old dragon's head, he immediately abandoned the crossbow and turned around and ran, without the slightest intention of confronting him.

The old dragon's head immediately chased out as soon as he made a mistake, and the ghostly steps almost approached his shadow to his side, and he raised his palm and slapped it, and then there was a roaring sound of a crossbow on his side, and he turned his palm obliquely to a palm force halfway, and the crossbow arrow immediately turned into a boat in the wind and rain and didn't know where it swayed.

Although the old dragon head was not threatened by those crossbows, he immediately stopped the pursuit, at this time, the surrounding beams, eaves, windows, behind the trees, and the grass had all become hiding places for their attacks, and he could feel that more than one crossbow was aimed at him, although he was not afraid, he could not leave Fengyi Mountain too far, otherwise he would be in danger. For a while, the old dragon's head would enter the meeting with 10,000 crossbows, and the retreat would lead the threat to Fengyi Mountain, and it was a dead end for a long time.

Just when the old dragon head was in a dilemma, Feng Yishan also ushered in the biggest crisis here, out of the inspiration of the chivalrous movie, he has been carrying two swords, one is the mixed steel sword on his waist, which has already been drawn out and held in his hand at this time, and the other is the Qiuyue Water Broken Sword made of dark iron that has been carried behind his back, wrapped in a leather sword bag, and it is not conspicuous under the wide windbreaker on his body.

Since being thrown back into the house by the old dragon's head, the unprepared Feng Yishan directly hit the wall and fell a dog gnawing mud, and even the sword in his hand was knocked off, rubbing the back of the impact point Feng Yishan stood up, "Damn, it's not so much worse......"

As soon as the words were spoken, the window on the other side of the side was suddenly knocked open, and a person rushed in with a sword with a cold light, Feng Yishan had no mental preparation at all, and he was stabbed by his sword before he had time to pick up the sword on the ground.

But the strange thing is that Feng Yishan was just flying again by his huge force, except for the slightest trace of blood printed on the place where he was stabbed, he was sore all over.

The man stabbed out and hit, but he didn't get the result he wanted, looking at the blood spots on the tip of the long sword, he was slightly stunned and understood, "Big dog, there is inner armor." The joy of winning just now made him conclude that Feng Yishan's kung fu must not be very good, and with a shake of the long sword, he would kill him again, and he would definitely kill him in one fell swoop.

Feng Yishan didn't even have the kung fu to curse, the sword on the ground was also on his side, and he didn't care about the wound, so he tore off the torn windbreaker and pulled out the Qiuyue Water Breaking Sword in the leather with his backhand, but it was still connected to the scabbard. Even so, Feng Yishan couldn't take care of it, and even the scabbard was blocked, and with a "ding" sound, a sword of the coming person was blocked.

The man didn't care, who didn't have three or five weapons on his body, it didn't matter if he just got a few more now, the scabbard was normal to block, and the sword was turned into a slash, and he cut it again.

Feng Yishan didn't care if the gorgeous scabbard was scratched, so he directly threw off the scabbard with the power of dancing and faced the long sword of the comer.

"Bang dang", the sword move that came to the expectation did not have time to be used, and he saw his long sword swinging from the opponent's long sword, without feeling the slightest resistance, but a hole was opened in his arm, and he stepped back in disbelief and took a closer look only to find that his sword was a big shorter, and the broken sword was lying on the ground helplessly and lonely.

The thought of "Xuantie Sword" in the heart of the person who came had just flashed when he saw Feng Yishan raise the sword again, his face was full of hideousness, and he was immediately startled, holding a half-truncated sword and said, "Don't do it, don't do it, my name is Zhang Dawu, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender." ”

Feng Yishan smiled hideously, the characteristics of the Xuantie Sword blowing hair and breaking hair were vividly displayed just now, and the long sword immediately bullied up as soon as it shook, and the wide open and closed slash made Zhang Dawu dare not try the edge lightly, so he could only dodge again and again.

"Crack!" the door cracked.

"Click!" the table parted.

"Bang!" the pots and pans cracked.

"Sting!" "The clothes and bedding are torn.

Zhang Dawu frantically threw things towards Fengyi Mountain, but they were easily divided into several pieces by the Xuantie Sword, except to verify the sharpness of the Xuantie Sword, there was no use at all, dodging left and right but not avoiding the sword shadow that never left his side.

The more Feng Yishan danced, the happier he became, and the old dragon head, Shi Xuanxuan practiced all kinds of sword moves in Zhang Dawu's cooperation, no need to have the slightest care, just need to play to the fullest, the continuous sword moves are more tricky, more unexpected, the old dragon's idea finally worked, Feng Yishan didn't know any swordsmanship at all, only relied on internal force to urge the sword moves, thought of it, and forgot to change to something else, Zhang Dawu was extremely aggrieved.

Finally couldn't stand this feeling of taking his life as if he was sparring, Zhang Dawu roared, forcibly urged with internal force all over his body, and directly crashed into the wall nearby, which was unexpected by Yi Shan.

Zhang Dawu knocked out of the house with wood, stones, dirt, licorice and other things, and before he could be happy, he felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, the tip of a sword protruded into his chest, and he was hit by something in his back, and he fell into the waste pile with all the debris, leaving only hope in his eyes.

Feng Yishan didn't use a coherent sword move, so naturally he didn't say anything about it, and then Zhang Dawu also bumped into it, and the long sword naturally stabbed out, and finally stabbed Zhang Dawu in pair.

Feng Yishan, who fell on Zhang Dawu's corpse, opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw that Zhang Dawu under him was already motionless, he was now in the courtyard, but the wall had been violently demolished, and there were traces of sword qi everywhere.

Feng Yishan got up and patted the dust, fiddled with Zhang Dawu's body, and confirmed that he was really dead before returning to the house to pick up his own son-mother sword, and re-wrapped the Qiuyue Water Broken Sword and put it on his back before walking out.

The old dragon head saw Feng Yishan and walked out calmly, and said happily, "Owner, but there is a great harvest." ”

"Old Long, don't say it, this life-and-death battle is really the best way to understand, that is, my internal force doesn't move!"

"Hehe! Don't be insatiable, it's already quite rare to have an understanding of swordsmanship this time, how can it be so easy to do martial arts. ”

"Also, how is everyone, I seem to have been fighting for a long time. ”

"That's the owner's concentration, it's not a moment yet, the old man packed up a few ambushed guys and they all escaped, everyone should be searching and checking!"

It was really as the old dragon head said, after a quarter of an hour or so, I saw that everyone gradually returned, but behind them were more or less followed by some ragged people, who were all villagers who had survived.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, only Zhu Sanniang and Zhu Biao were missing, Feng Yishan asked, "Old Long, what about the two people from the Zhu family?" ”

The old dragon head smiled and said, "Does the owner hope that they will run away, or do you hope that they will not run?"

Feng Yishan said, "Those who travel all the way, you must take care of one or two, I am also worried that they will fall for the tricks of the red roe deer!"

As soon as Feng Yishan finished speaking, he heard Zhu Sanniang's voice sound from a distance, "Are you cursing me, or look down on me!"

Feng Yishan looked over, and saw the two of them coming from a path, just now the trees were lush and green, and now when he saw it, he saw that they were not in a very good state of panting, and inexplicably let out a knowing smile.