"It's Brother Sun!" Han Ning'er has sharp eyes, and she only needs to look at the physical characteristics of ordinary people to be familiar with them. Although she is far away now, she can be 100% sure from her rich experience that that person is Sun Ziyu.

Lu Qian fixed his eyes and hurriedly rushed over, about to help him. At first, Sun Ziyu thought that it was the minions in the bandit village who came by himself, so he couldn't help but say that he would stab with a sword. Fortunately, Lu Qian's body was agile, and he only flashed to the side slightly, and at the same time grabbed his wrist and said, "Brother Sun, it's me!"

"Brother Lu?" Grandson Yu, who was surprised and delighted, heard this familiar voice, and carefully distinguished it by the moonlight, and then he could barely see that it was Lu Qian and Han Ning'er who had arrived.

With a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly beckoned them and said as they ran. The two of them looked at him like this, and they knew without asking that they must have exposed their identities in the bandit village, which attracted the soldiers to chase and kill. immediately raised the speed of his feet, and helped his grandson to walk to a remote place.

Seeing that the three of them were about to come to the bottom of the mountain, suddenly the flames were rising to the sky on all sides, and there was a black-faced man standing in the middle, with a magnificent waist and back, like a black iron tower. Holding a golden nail jujube lance, he has been waiting here for a long time.

"Well, I'm a subordinate of the White Jade Yaksha, the leader of the mountain patrol, the iron-faced general of the Moyun King Kong Black Iron Tower, Du Wuqian is also, look at the sneaky people, it must be the people of the Green Willow Village under the mountain, right?"

Hearing him report such a lengthy name, Lu Qian couldn't help but think of Cui Shiyuanlai, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart. Among the three people present, only Sun Ziyu knew the seriousness of the current situation, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he turned the nine-striped frost sword in his hand and stabbed him head-on.

The black-faced man obviously didn't expect that under such a disparity in numbers, these three guys would dare to do it with themselves, and they were busy resisting with the long lance in their hands, but his thing was a mortal product in a cottage after all.

A group of minions behind him saw that the leader had been dug face, and immediately rushed up with knives and guns, and Han Ning'er and Lu Qian saw this, so they had to fight with them.

Du Wuqian, who was embarrassed and angry, let out a strange cry, picked up the remaining half of the iron rod in his hand, and wanted to share it with his grandson.

On this Jieshi Ridge, the thief and mother-in-law of the village owner Bai Yu Yasha have the highest martial arts, and the other leaders are all rushing to her prestige, so the level of their own kung fu is naturally uneven.

The black iron tower in front of him was originally a pawn patrolling the mountain, and the white jade yaksha saw that he was born burly and had a generous personality, so he liked it very much, so he was promoted to the leader of the mountain patrol.

On weekdays, when she has nothing to do, she drinks with her and rubs the oil road. In order to repay the great kindness of the owner of the village, he has been conscientious since then, meticulously inspecting the mountains and forests, although he has not made any contributions, but he is still tired all day long. Now that he has bumped into his grandson Yu and his party, it is a great opportunity.

I wanted to show my strength, but because of my own martial arts, I played about a dozen rounds before letting my grandson Yu kick him in the chest, and his bones rolled to the side. At the same time, the dozen or so minions who followed him were almost solved by Lu Qian and the others, and the remaining few timid ones saw that things were not good, and plunged into the forest and disappeared into the vast night.

"Brother Lu, Miss Ning'er, after delaying these times, the team in the cottage must be chasing after us, and we still need to go quickly before we can retreat. ”

When the two of them saw that what he said was reasonable, they just wanted to leave, but the black iron tower Du Wuqian actually stood up again, this time, out of nowhere, picked up a single knife, shouted, and blocked the way.

As long as I am still here, you have to go back with me. ”

At this moment, Sun Zi Yu Zhen regretted that he didn't kill him with a sword just now, if he was entrusted by him like this, when the old man who made the sword caught up, I am afraid that everyone would not be able to escape.

Thinking of this, he pointed with his hand and said: "I said that you are a man who knows each other quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

"Hehe, you are ruthless? How can the knife in my hand be a vegetarian grandfather?"

As soon as he didn't agree, Du Wuqian slashed with his knife, Lu Qian wanted to go over to help, but when he saw that the man's moves and routines were not as good as his grandson Yuduo, he dispelled this idea, and instead took Han Ning'er to watch the enemy and take him to watch the enemy.

Swords and swords converge, sparks splashed everywhere, Sun Ziyu really moved the murderous heart this time, although the master often taught him to be forgiving and forgiving, but in the face of this situation, how can he be compassionate and compassionate?

After only five rounds, Sun Ziyu swept his unstable bottom with his eyes, seized the opportunity, made an autumn wind sweep the leaves, and kicked him on the leg and stomach, knocking the tall man to the ground. Immediately taking a step forward, raising the Nine-Striped Frost Sword was about to kill him.

At this moment, I saw a galloping figure in the eastern sky, and almost instantly arrived in front of Sun Ziyu, and before he could react, he slapped his chest and knocked the sick man away.

This sudden change surprised Lu Qian and Han Ning'er, and the two were just about to make a move, only to hear the person sneer: "Boy, it seems that you will still be unable to escape death after all?" hahaha...... Presumably these two are also your comrades, right? Come on, come on, if you want to go to Lord Yama's report first, come and try it. ”

The grandson Yu who was beaten by his slap barely stood up again and looked at it, wasn't the person in front of him the old man who was doing something shameless in the white jade yaksha room?

"It's over, it looks like I'm going to die this time. ”

Sun Ziyu thought so, and went over to protect Lu Qian and Han Ning'er desperately, but due to serious internal injuries, he couldn't raise his strength.

Seeing this, Lu Qian used his true qi luck to the extreme, and said to Han Ning'er: "You go and take care of Brother Sun, this old thief is handed over to me." ”

If it was based on Lu Qian's previous skills, Han Ning'er would indeed be convinced of this, but now he was seen lying in bed unconscious yesterday, and now he has to fight to the death with such a master, I am afraid it will be more than lucky.

Seeing that Han Ning'er's face was hesitant and didn't move for a long time, Lu Qian had no choice but to comfort again: "Don't worry, I'm fine." I think that Brother Sun had a life-saving grace for us before, and now it's time to repay the favor. ”

After saying this, Lu Qian's feet were vertical, and he waved a palm, which came directly to the chest of the streamer swordsman Sima Hui.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

I saw that Sima Hui snorted coldly, and the golden light flashed in his hand, and he was about to use the golden sand palm to fight the Qimen Absolute Style.