The man walked out of the cottage and kept his head down, so Zhao Guangyi and his party didn't see his appearance clearly.

Whether it was Zhao Guangyi, or those retainers under him, or Li Zhongxuan behind Zhao Guangyi, just listening to the man's words, for some reason there was suddenly a trace of discomfort in his heart.

Zhao Guangyi didn't know who this person was, but since he came to Miao Yingying's side at this moment, he was naturally a friend or foe!

"Who are you, dare to obstruct this official from handling the case!" Zhao Guangyi stared at him fiercely and said coldly.

Zhao Guangyi was experienced in a hundred battles in the past, and he didn't know how many corpses he had walked through, and his eyes suddenly swept through the field.

Now that winter is far away, everyone in the venue seems to feel like they are in winter at the moment. The concentration was a little insufficient, and the teeth began to chatter.

However, the man didn't seem to feel anything, and kept his head down.

I saw him holding a knife in one hand, slowly inserting the long knife into the ground, and said coldly: "Retreat or die!"

Zhao Guangyi saw that this person was so ignorant, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but he was ready to give them a chance, so he looked at Miao Yingying!

I didn't think that Miao Yingying immediately laughed when he saw this, looking at the smug look, it seemed that he didn't take him in his eyes at all, Zhao Guangyi sighed, someone wants to die, you can't stop him from dying!

Miao Yingying didn't bother with Zhao Guangyi at all, as long as he waited for this person to kill the more than 20 people, and then he took his brother to another place to be the king of the mountain, it would be the same happiness!

The black-clothed swordsman is named Mo Qingyu, and he has an extremely handsome knife technique, and the people who die under his knife are not a hundred but eighty, so no matter where he appears, the murderous aura will be taken by him.

The reason why I came to help Miao Yingying, the king of bandits, was because they were in the same village. Second, when he was learning art, Miao Yingying sent his mother to the end of his life, so Mo Qingyu was extremely grateful to him.

It's just that Miao Yingying's behavior makes him a little disdainful, and it is not a hero's act to rob his house, he has always been ashamed of his company. But Da En couldn't help but repay it, so he promised Miao Yingying to help him do three things, and today this is the last one!

As long as today's events are over, he will have nothing to do with Miao Hero, and from now on, the sky will be high and the birds will fly, and the sea will be wide and the fish will jump!

But he didn't want to kill people easily for the sake of these bandits, let alone some people in the court. It's not because he's afraid, it's just because the idea that the people don't fight with the officials has long been engraved in their bones, so he doesn't want to cause trouble.

So he said the phrase "Retreat, or die!" He wanted to give those people a chance, and if they really wanted to die, then he could only fulfill them!

When Zhao Guangyi heard this person's arrogant words, he immediately laughed: "I admire your courage, but I don't know if you have such strength!"

"Try?" Mo Qingyu said softly.

The smile on Zhao Guangyi's face suddenly flickered, and the sword in his hand was already pointing towards him.

Where the King of Jin pointed his sword, it was the place where they shot desperately. The retainers of the Jin Palace's Mansion also didn't expect that there was really no one who was not afraid of death, and they slowly walked towards him with a smile.

Mo Qingyu also smiled, because these people in front of him were indeed good, but unfortunately none of them were his opponents, but they could add up to a few tricks with them.

It had been a long time since he had made a full attack, and this time the opponent was good, so he slowly pulled the long knife from the ground.

The leader was a man of short stature, who was very fast, and was the first to come to Mo Qingyu's side.

His movements are very flexible, especially his powerful hands that can easily break someone's neck.

When his hand was easily placed on Mo Qingyu's neck, he laughed: "It's ridiculous that such a useless person dares to speak out!"

His hands were about to break Mo Qingyu's neck, but he saw the surprised expressions of his companions. So the short man became even more proud, and his hands began to exert force!

A sharp pain came to his mind, Mo Qingyu was intact, his hands were broken at the wrist! It turned out that when his hand just reached Mo Qingyu's neck, he was cut in two by Mo Qingyu, but the speed was so fast that this person didn't even feel the pain.

It wasn't until he wanted to exert himself that he realized that the hands he relied on to become famous had been broken!

Next, the man covered in tendons rushed up and slammed a punch into Mo Qingyu's chest.

If an ordinary person is hit by this punch, I am afraid that if he does not die, he will vomit three liters of blood.

Although Mo Qingyu is not an ordinary person, he is also reluctant to use his chest to receive this heavy punch, because he still has a knife, a very fast knife!

Before the fist wind arrived, his long knife had already slashed at the opponent! The strong man's arm was very long, but not as long as the long knife, so before his fist hit Mo Qingyu's body, his arm had already broken off at the shoulder, and the blood flowed like a stream.

In the blink of an eye, one broke his hands and one broke his arm.

The white-clothed swordsman laughed, since ancient times, swords have always been fighting for the king of weapons, and when he looked at such a swordsman with a sword, he naturally saw that he was happy!

So he performed a chic light skill and rushed over with a soft sword in his hand.

Although it was chic, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the soft sword had already pointed at Mo Qingyu's eyebrows.

Mo Qingyu sneered, the bells and whistles are useless, the soft sword is really soft!

A knife slashed hard, the sword broke in two, and the man broke in half!

The three masters were defeated so neatly, and the remaining twenty people couldn't help but beat drums in their hearts.

They all looked at each other, not knowing whether they should continue to rush forward, so they turned around and looked at Zhao Guangyi who was riding a horse.

Seeing this, Zhao Guangyi naturally understood that this swordsman had cut off the courage of his subordinates, but he didn't care at all, no matter how strong you are, you are just one person, and there are still twenty people under me!

These retainers who have been raised in the mansion for a long time are used to living a comfortable life, but it is just a thief who makes them lose their courage, which makes Zhao Guangyi a little disappointed.

But he had a way.

At this moment, Li Zhongxuan, who was behind Zhao Guangyi, frowned.

Because he has already seen the details of this person, because he recognizes the sword technique performed by this person, and even he has read the sword law book: Phantom Sword Record!

There are countless martial arts treasured in the cave sky, most of them are subtle and abnormal, and this Phantom Sword Record is one of them.

Li Zhongxuan didn't expect that there were still people in this world who could use the kung fu in the cave sky, but he also figured out that the kung fu in the cave was from the world after all!

Phantom knife record, focusing on the word "phantom", what is "phantom", that is fast, fast enough, fast enough for people to see clearly, it is for the phantom knife!

At this moment, although this Mo Qingyu has not yet been practiced to the realm of fighting, it can be regarded as entering the hall, because he is fast enough!

Looking at the remaining retainers of the Jin Prince's Mansion, Li Zhongxuan knew that they could never be his opponents, and there might be some opportunities together.

However, people in the rivers and lakes love face the most, and a group of people beat one person, which is really not good to say. If it really doesn't work, he can only make a move.

Although the Phantom Knife Recorder is fast, it doesn't mean that his light skills are also very powerful.

At this moment, Zhao Guangyi spoke: "Whoever can punch this person will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver, if he is slashed with a knife, then he will be rewarded with five hundred taels of silver, and if someone can take his life, he will be rewarded with two thousand taels!"

Wealth is a touching touch, and it has been so since ancient times. Whether you are a dignitary or a ranger, you can't do anything without silver.

Therefore, these retainers began to move, and groups of people looked at each other, and then they couldn't care about face, and rushed up! After all, face is not as important as silver. Twenty people against one, it is impossible to lose, as long as you are the one who took this person's life, it is two thousand taels!

One by one, their eyes were blood-red, and they roared angrily and rushed towards Mo Qingyu.

Mo Qingyu was worried about how to let these people go together, after all, no one came one by one to be his opponent.

At this moment, hearing Zhao Guangyi throwing out the reward, and seeing the excited looks of this group of people, Mo Qingyu raised his head and laughed.

Looking like he is in his forties, there are slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the faint stubble on his face looks a little vicissitudes, and his eyes are narrowed into a slit when he smiles, like an uncle next door. But when he gripped the knife in both hands, he changed.

He turned into a knife, a knife with an incomparable sharpness.

Anyone who saw twenty people rushing towards him would involuntarily take a few steps back.

Mo Qingyu didn't, he didn't retreat, but advanced, and the whole person rushed towards those people!

His speed is not very fast, but his knife is very fast, and the bodies of two people who charge at one point are cut off by him!

At that moment, a dagger stabbed into his ribs in an extremely insidious manner.

I saw him on the side of his body, dodging this extremely tricky stab, and then slashing at the man.

Another person died.

Mo Qingyu only felt extremely happy, and at this moment, another double fist smashed into his chest.

And a spear had already pierced him in the back of the heart.

On the left is a beautiful woman holding an Emei thorn, and on the right is a knife-wielding man with a sneer.

There are people attacking from the front and back, and there is no way to avoid it at this moment.

If you are an ordinary person, you must take down one of them first, and then find a way out. But Mo Qingyu is not an ordinary person.

Although his light skills were average, his toes touched the ground a little and the whole person jumped into the air one foot high.

When the whole person was slowly falling, he cut off the spear, dodged the Emei stab, smashed the chest of the knife-wielding man with a double fist, and cut off the neck of the man with a fist with a machete!

Three more people lost their combat strength, and Mo Qingyu looked at the beautiful woman who was holding the Emei thorn tightly with a smile.

I saw her laugh out loud, and then blood kept flowing from her mouth and nose, because a long knife had penetrated her body!

......

The battle ended quickly, because Mo Qingyu's knife was too fast!

The shirt on his chest was tattered, but there was no blood coming out, and he should have not been injured.

Looking across from him, only a few of the twenty were still wailing on the ground. As for the others, they are naturally already dead and can't die anymore!