"Wait!"

Seeing that the horse-faced man was impatient, the old manager hurriedly slowed down first, and looked at Zhao Gongzi on the side and said,

"Zhao Gongzi, why do you have to do such a desperate thing?!"

"Now that nearly half of my Su Mansion has been engulfed in flames, and there are countless casualties, isn't this enough to relieve your anger?"

Zhao Gongzi held the folding fan in his right hand and patted his other hand gently, without answering, but with a playful expression on his face.

The old manager paused, and when he saw that the horse-faced man and the others did not make much movements, he continued,

"If you insist on coming strongly, I'm afraid that you will also be greatly damaged, and won't it be dangerous for other forces to target you when the time comes?"

"Why don't we each take a step back, you can take the gold and silver softly, don't hurt our brothers in the house, Brother Ma, I don't know what you think?"

When the boss's voice fell, Zhao Gongzi and the horse-faced man were slightly stunned and glanced at each other.

The horse-faced man and Zhao Gongzi looked at it, turned around and glanced at Ah Lin and the others behind him, smiled, and said to the old manager,

"You mean, these only twenty or so people behind you can hurt my people's vitality?"

"Exactly!"

The boss cut the railroad to the fore.

After saying that, the old manager glanced back.

Later, several martial artists who had taught Alin saw the old manager's eyes, and they understood, and each stood up with the thick-backed stainless steel broadsword in his hand.

When the horse-faced man saw that the old manager was sure, he looked suspiciously at the few big men who stood up behind him.

I saw that the faces of several people were very different from those of ordinary people, their bodies were covered with armor that they knew were not very light by sight, and they were holding a bright and sparkling big knife in their hands, their eyes were clear, their expressions were calm, their faces were ruddy, and they stood like pines and cypresses, and walked like a wind.

"What a handsome foreign kung fu!"

The horse-faced man couldn't help but nod his head in praise.

After the horse-faced man finished boasting, he saw that his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was solemn, his arms were bruised, and he suddenly exerted his strength, lifted the tiger's mouth machete on his back, and shouted,

"That's just right, let me see what the master in the Su Mansion looks like!"

As he spoke, he shook the edge of the knife, and it struck several big men like a hurricane.

Seeing the horse-faced man, several big men brazenly drew their knives, menacing, and first let the old manager take a few steps back, and then each of them did not add much ambiguity, grabbed the big knife with the palm of his hand, and faced the enemy forward.

The martial artists of the Su family each used their own foreign kung fu, and danced the big knife with a "whirring", the sword shadow was forested, the cold light was dazzling, and the sword light in their hands would protect the whole body.

The horse-faced man and the martial artists all stood in front of their respective men and horses, and the distance between them was only forty or fifty meters, which was only a stone's throw away for those with martial arts.

Everyone watched intently as a few people fought each other, but in the blink of an eye, the horse-faced man and the martial artists of Su Mansion were in close combat.

The horse-faced man cultivated both inside and outside, his speed was even better, and the fast knife was extremely fast, he saw that all the martial artists had arrived in front of him, and he immediately made a decision in his heart, and with a turn of his wrist, he swung his knife and slashed at one of the martial artists.

The martial artist saw the horse-faced man with a fierce look on his face, and knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly raised his knife to protect it.

The horse-faced man's sword skills were exquisite, and everyone only saw a flash of white light, but he had already finished his sword and began to fight at another martial artist.

The martial artist who took his sword at the beginning had a numb hand in his hand, and the blade of the knife made a "buzzing" sound, and a huge force passed from the handle of the knife to the arm and shoulder. The martial artist's body was stunned, his feet were unstable, and he staggered half a step.

The martial artist was shocked in his heart, this person was so good at martial arts! I am afraid that if he fights alone, this horse-faced man will quickly make up for it, and he will die on the spot!

The martial artist secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, put away the horror in his heart, and after adjusting his breath, he swung his knife again.

At this time, two more martial artists were repelled by the two swords, showing shocked expressions on the side.

Seeing this, the martial artist who swung his sword and went up again hurriedly waved his big knife to fill the vacant seats between the two.

A few people in the field had just made a few moves, and the reactions of the thieves outside and the people of the mansion were already very different.

The thieves on the side of the thieves saw that the horse-faced man was at ease, and with one knife in front and one knife in the back, they repelled all the martial artists who rushed up, and they were obviously in the upper hand, so they all laughed.

Zhao Gongzi was also smiling, shaking the folding fan in his hand, secretly praising the martial arts of the horse-faced man.

The expressions of the people in the mansion were the opposite, and out of ten, nine of them were frowning.

But anyone who knows the truth and has practiced a little martial arts can see from this fight that the martial arts of this horse-faced man are a grade higher than that of the martial artists, and I am afraid that there are more than two or three grades.

Ah Lin frowned slightly, and his heart was also slightly shocked, these martial artists fought with him on weekdays, and their strength was comparable to three or four people, and they had no master to learn some swordsmanship, and they could barely fight with two of them without falling behind.

But the horse-faced man in front of him, with his martial arts, was able to defeat the crowd and gain the upper hand!

This person's martial arts are really amazing!

Alin shook his head slightly and continued to read.

The sword light and sword shadow were particularly dazzling against the firelight, and the firelight also flashed everywhere under the projection of the smooth surface of the blade, which shook people's hearts in horror.

After a cup of tea, the horse-faced man made no less than a hundred moves left and right, up and down, and all the martial artists were frequently repulsed, but they only stopped slightly, and they desperately went out to kill.

Helplessly, the horse-faced man's martial arts were much better than them, and the knife was as fast as lightning, and it was just a cup of tea, and several people had several knife wounds on their bodies, either deep or shallow.

On the other hand, the horse-faced man was defenseless except for the tiger machete in his hand, but he dodged and was not touched in the cracks of several big knives.

The old manager's face sank like water, he glanced at these knife wounds a few times, and secretly said in his heart, fortunately, these martial artists were covered in armor, and they couldn't hurt their bodies for a while.

But in the long run, it's not a solution.

....... I don't know, what happened to Master Su, it would be much easier if Lord Su was here!

The old steward sighed softly and imperceptibly, and glanced at the backyard, his brows furrowed.

The horse-faced man made dozens of swords after a hundred moves, forcing the martial artists to retreat again and again.

"Hahahaha

The horse-faced man laughed loudly in the gap where he knocked out a martial artist with his sword, his hands kept moving, and his mouth opened and shouted,

"Why, your Su family has such a few mediocre martial arts guys, how can you stop me from so many people?"

"I see, even I can't stop any of them!"

"Hahahaha!"

The martial artists listened to his wild words, but they didn't care to refute him, and only threw themselves on the fast knife that caught the opponent.

After another half of the tea, the retreat speed of the martial artists gradually accelerated.

At this time, Zhao Gongzi, who was dressed in light yellow robes, watched from a distance for a moment, his face showed a fierce light, he took the folding fan with his left hand, waved his right hand to the right and shook it hard at the same time, reached out and pulled out the saber of a small leader of Fengsha Mountain next to him, and stood in front of his chest.

After secretly calculating a few points in his heart, he didn't care to respond to the dumb look of the little leader on the side, and swung his knife in the direction of the battle.

The old manager looked at the six roads and listened to the eight directions, and at this moment he suddenly saw a white light flashing out on the opposite side, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he hurriedly shouted at the martial artists,

"Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, a martial artist was just slashed back by a knife, and when he heard the shouts of the old manager, he subconsciously pushed his numb right hand to his chest to block.

However, he was not defensive, and his palm was numb by the strength of the horse-faced man, and the martial artist saw a white light flying in front of him and hitting his blade.

"Boom!"

The two soldiers connected, and the martial artist's hand was shocked by a lot of strength, and the palm of his hand was in severe pain, and he couldn't help but lose his strength in his hand, and the thick-backed broadsword flew out with a "bang" with the flying white light.

said that it was too late, and the horse-faced man Yu Guang saw that a martial artist big sword was shot down, and his internal strength exploded at the moment, and the knife technique in his hand was a little faster.

Originally, several people filled each other's vacancies, took over the knife, and could barely cope with it, but now one person was shot down with a big knife, and the situation changed abruptly.

On the way to the martial arts, it was changing rapidly, and now the situation was extremely dangerous, and several people were secretly not good, although they were still following the quick knife around the horse-faced man, but their footsteps were already retreating slightly and frequently.

The martial artist who was knocked out of the way shook his paralyzed and painful arm again and again, hurriedly stepped forward and leaned down, trying to reach out and pick up the knife.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the martial artist stretched out his hand, the horse-faced man not far away turned quickly, turned around and kicked the martial artist's arm away with a flying leg.

Where can the martial artist's single arm withstand a quick whip leg, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", the martial artist gasped for cold air to kick away the strength of the force, and the arm drooped softly, presumably having been broken from the middle of the arm.

At the same time, the horse-faced man finished kicking this kick, and quickly followed up with his other foot, kicked up the big knife inserted in the ground, and kicked it towards several martial artists who were taking the opportunity to retreat.

Several martial artists waved their swords to cover the retreat of the martial artists with broken arms, while watching the horse-faced man's sword come out intently.

After the horse-faced man kicked the big knife on the ground, all the martial artists could only hear another "bang" behind them.

The martial artists looked back and saw a thick-backed broadsword firmly inserted into the way of their own and the others' retreat, one-third of the blade inserted into the ground, and the handle of the knife trembled violently.

All the martial artists were shocked and slowed down.

This knife is obviously the knife under the feet of the horse-faced man, but how could it be inserted behind himself and others in the blink of an eye......

Why is this horse-faced man suddenly so much higher in martial arts?!

All the martial artists looked at each other, and they all showed a ghostly expression.

"Okay, you guys can stop, and then act on your own, but don't blame me for being rude!"

When the horse-faced man saw that the martial artists showed such expressions, he shouted.

The martial artists were horrified in their hearts and did not dare to move half a step more.

The martial artist with the broken arm took advantage of this time and pressed the broken arm with his other hand, and beads of sweat oozed from his face.

The martial artist endured the severe pain and attached his arm, then ripped off a piece of his clothes with one hand and tied his arm.