"Fight! I can't die anyway!"

Qi An gritted his teeth and roared wildly in his heart, instead of retreating, he kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and suddenly jumped high, out of the range of light and shadow composed of more than a dozen melee blades, holding a scythe in each hand and dancing as impermeable as a wheel, several oncoming spears and arrows were knocked away by the sickle in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped into the rear of the bandits unscathed.

The bandits were afraid that they never expected the other party to be so brave and bold, and they didn't choose to retreat safely, but broke through the air with the risk of possible injury, and they were all a little stunned for a while. But Qi An didn't pause at all, taking advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned, he quickly rushed into the back row of the samurai and opened a killing ring, two ordinary agricultural scythes, like a death scythe, wantonly harvesting life.

Wu Zong against the samurai, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, no enemy, just a wave of the hand, must take away a life, and when the martial artists reacted to retreat to the rescue, the peripheral long-range attack formation has been Qi 'an impact to the ground, collapsed, in the blink of an eye, seven or eight people died, this is still because the peripheral warriors are using long-range attacks, standing relatively open, not gathered together, otherwise the casualties will be doubled.

However, the warriors with melee weapons in their hands were not mediocre, and they all surrounded and killed without fear of death, and soon intercepted Qi An, preventing him from slaughtering the archers and warriors.

Qi An quickly changed his tactics, relying on the convenience of his thin size, shuttling and interweaving among the martial artists, hindering the shooting of long-range archers with the tall size of melee martial artists, and the two scythes also swung at the right time, making the martial artists hang colors from time to time.

Judging from the situation, Qi An has the upper hand, and the bandits cannot cause effective damage to it, but someone will fall after a while, and two of the fourteen martial artists will soon die, and one will have an arm cut off and lose most of his combat strength, while the remaining eleven are mostly wounded, all of which are wounds cut by sickles.

Obviously, the clever Qi An had already found a way to deal with the group battle, but to his surprise, these bandits were still fighting in a disadvantageous situation, and none of them fled, even if they retreated temporarily, not because they were afraid, as if they were confident that they would win the final victory.

- Something is wrong!

Qi An muttered in his heart, he fought with the bandits more than once, knowing that once the general trend has gone, the bandits will scatter and flee for their lives, and they will never be so brave, I am afraid that these people still have hole cards in their hands, otherwise they should have fled back and found another countermeasure, and no matter how bad it is, they should change their combat methods.

Qi Ansi didn't understand what the problem was after thinking about it, so he could only keep an eye on it, and continued to fight in an orderly manner, showing no mercy under his hands, and soon killed two more martial artists.

Four of the fourteen martial artists died, and three were seriously injured and lost their combat strength, only seven martial artists were left on the field to besiege Qi An, and even the surrounding samurai who were supporting and shooting more than ten died, which greatly reduced the pressure on Qi An, not surprisingly, Qi An was able to slaughter this gang of bandits soon, no matter what hole cards they still hid, it was difficult to reverse the situation.

Qi An finally put his mind at ease, and when he was fighting, he was more unrestrained and ruthless, only seven martial artists were already difficult to contain Qi An's actions, he quickly broke out of the encirclement, killing the crossbowmen in the distance, after all, the number of besieging martial artists was smaller, and long-range attacks were more difficult to dodge, and killing a warrior was always more convenient and faster than killing a martial artist.

There were always six crossbowmen in the direction of Qi'an's rush, three of them standing on top of a boulder, two in the grass on the left, and one on a small tree on the right, and Qi'an's target was the three guys on the top of the boulder.

In the blink of an eye, Qi An rushed to the big stone and jumped high, the three crossbowmen shouted in fright, and shot the arrows in their hands in a panic, and the crossbowmen on the left and right sides also launched an attack on Qi An at the same time, but for Wu Zong, the arrows shot by ordinary warriors were far from each other in terms of strength or on the head, and only six arrows wanted to hurt Qi An, I am afraid that it would be wishful thinking.

Three arrows shot into the air, and the other three were slashed away by a wave of the scythe in Qi An's hand, but to Qi An's surprise, after the six arrows, there were three short streamers, which struck him at a lightning speed, stirring the air flow and making a sharp sound of breaking the air, like a magic sound, which was terrifying to hear.

"Hell, there's a Martial Sect hidden next to it!"

Qi An shouted wildly in his heart, he saw clearly that these three streamers were three steel darts, just from their momentum and speed, he could judge that the person who threw the dart was by no means an ordinary bandit, but one of the bandits with the strength of the martial arts sect in Liuxian Village, but this person had been carefully concealed, pretending to be an ordinary crossbowman, hiding among the warriors, like a sinister poisonous snake, and finally seized the opportunity to launch a fatal blow.

At this time, because Qi An was about to jump on the boulder, he was in mid-air, and he had nowhere to borrow strength, and the sickle in his right hand had just swung out again, and he didn't have time to retract it, and in the face of the three key and extremely fast steel darts that attacked the upper, middle and lower, the scythe in his left hand could only defend one of them, and the other two were afraid that it would be difficult to avoid.

At the critical moment of life and death, Qi An didn't have time to think carefully, and with a wave of the scythe in his left hand, he cut off the steel dart that hit his chest, and then suddenly turned his head with his shoulders heavy, narrowly avoiding the steel dart that hit the throat, and the last steel dart had no way to deal with it, and stabbed it into the abdomen.

With a pop, Qi An's body fell to the ground from mid-air, and Li Wei'er, who was hiding in the grass to attack, jumped out laughing, his face full of smugness.

Among the three masters of Liuxian Village, Li Wei'er has the weakest frontal fighting ability, he is mainly good at sneak attacks and assassinations, so he did not show up to fight with Qi'an, but disguised himself as an ordinary miscellaneous soldier and waited for the opportunity.

In fact, when Qi An fell into the encirclement for the first time and jumped up, Li Wei'er should have made a move, but Qi An's response at that time was greatly beyond his expectations, and he did not choose to retreat but broke into the enemy formation from mid-air, and when Li Wei'er reacted, the opportunity had slipped away. Next, Qi An's hand-to-hand combat has been cautious, leaving some spare strength, Li Wei'er was not sure that he would kill with one blow, so he forcibly held back and did not make a move, until more than half of the bandits were killed and wounded, Qi An let down his guard and jumped high again, so that Li Wei'er seized the opportunity.

Seeing that Qi An was hit by a dart, Li Wei'er stood up happily and walked straight towards the place where Qi An fell. He fed the steel dart with poison, and when he saw the blood sealing his throat, the middle one would die, even Wu Zong was difficult to resist, because he was not afraid of what tricks the other party would play.

Qi An fell to the ground with his eyes closed, his body was motionless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, a three-inch-long highly poisonous steel dart was inserted in his abdomen, only the handle was outside, and a large piece of clothing was stained red with blood.

Li Wei'er didn't take any precautions, standing beside Qi An with a big grin, who knew that his heels had not yet stood firm, the cold light flashed in front of him, and the cold blade cut his throat in an instant, and the blood on his neck splashed out like a stream of water out of the gate.

"You...... You ......" Li Wei'er covered her throat and fell to her knees, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time, with an incredible look of surprise on her face.

He couldn't understand why the other party could take a fatal blow and suddenly shoot and cut his throat under the attack of toxin.

Li Wei'er, who had been waiting for an opportunity, finally seized the opportunity to hit Qi An hard when Qi An lost his guard, and similarly, Qi An also gave Li Wei'er a fatal blow at the moment when he was most relaxed and careless.

Li Wei'er, die!

With deep doubts and unwillingness, he became an unconscious corpse.

Before the remaining minions who were still alive had time to cheer for victory, they saw the incredible scene, the majestic three masters suddenly fell to the ground softly holding their blood-spattered throats, and the thin figure that should have been seriously injured or even dead stood up from the ground as if nothing happened, and the joy of the bandits was instantly replaced by fear.

Qi An indifferently pulled out the steel dart inserted in his abdomen, quietly put it away, thick blood gushed out, but it coagulated in an instant, like a layer of blood glue sealing the wound, as for the terrifying toxin on the dart, it seemed that it had no obvious effect on Qi An, only a slight sense of paralysis.

He was born with a special physique, not only has an extremely strong ability to heal himself, but also seems to have great resistance to toxins. Li Wei'er thought that he was going to die, who knew that the toxin was useless, and this injury was not a problem, but he seized the opportunity to kill Li Wei'er in an instant.

However, the bandits didn't know the special features of Qi An, and thought that he was lucky enough to kill the three masters under the dying counterattack, and he was already at the end of the strong crossbow, so although he was afraid, he did not break up and flee for his life, but shouted that he wanted to kill Qi An to avenge the three masters, after all, they all knew that Li Wei'er's secret weapon was highly poisonous, even Wu Zong couldn't last long, and Qi An of the dart was probably just returning to the light.

So, this gang of bandits who didn't know the height of the sky rushed towards Qi An, Qi An's injuries did not have a big impact on strength, and soon killed several people cleanly, only then did someone realize that something was wrong, and several small minions secretly retreated to the distance and fled to the top of the mountain in a panic.

By the time Fan Suo in the Juyi Hall received the news of Li Wei'er's death, the tenth level had already fallen, and all fourteen martial artists were killed, none of them were spared, and only a few little minions took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Fan Suo was furious, hurriedly gathered a group of men and horses to meet the enemy, and asked people to inform Li Liuxian, who had retreated to the backyard to rest.

Without waiting for Li Liuxian to arrive, Fan Suo had already rushed out with his people, and met Qi An, who was killing on the last line of defense.

At this time, Qi An was holding two sickles, covered in blood, like a bloody death from hell, his thin body revealed a powerful aura, and he looked directly at the many bandits led by Fan Suo without fear.