In front of the small courtyard, the sound of horses' hooves stopped abruptly.

Qi Yuanshan hurriedly stepped forward, saluted slightly, and said in a deep voice: "My subordinates have seen General Lin!"

A middle-aged general in silver armor turned over and dismounted, this person's name is Lin Feng, from Luliu Villa, and he is currently the captain of the light car, stationed in Yunxi County. He casually asked, "Where is Yanshan?"

Qi Yuanshan said, "He's gone." ”

Lin Feng's face sank, and he said coldly: "Come on, take down Qi Yuanshan!"

Qi Yuanshan hurriedly said: "General Lin is angry! His subordinates dare to use the head of Xiang Shang to guarantee that Yan Shan will definitely come back." ”

Lin Feng waved his hand slightly, signaling his entourage to retreat. He said lightly: "Let's hear it." ”

Qi Yuanshan pointed at Zhao Youshan and his wife, and said with a smile: "Yanshan will definitely come back to save them." ”

Lin Feng looked at Zhao Youshan and his wife, with a cruel smile on his face. He said coldly: "I want Yan Shan to watch a good show of five horses splitting the corpses." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt a chill.

At this moment, a long howl came from the entrance of the village.

In the blink of an eye, a cyan figure had already appeared in the small courtyard, it was Yan Shan.

At the same time, twenty-three men in green had already blocked in front of Zhao Youshan and his wife.

Lin Feng looked at Yan Shan and said coldly, "You are Yan Shan?"

Yan Shan said lightly: "Not bad." ”

Lin Feng sneered: "Today, I want you to survive and die!"

Yan Shan said lightly: "Accompany you to the end." ”

"Kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, six men in green swung their swords towards Yanshan. Six swords, six in one, advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended, and it is a six-mang killing array.

Yan Shan chuckled, and the long sword was unsheathed, it was the rusty long sword. He stabbed out with a sword, and his body suddenly turned into an afterimage, as fast as a ghost.

The next moment, he had already appeared in the eye of the Six Mangs Killing Array.

Is he a human or a ghost? The six men in green couldn't help but be horrified. In this stunned moment, a blood-colored sword light flashed.

The six men in green slowly fell to the ground, and a shallow blood mark appeared on their throats.

Yan Shan held the rusty long sword with an indifferent expression.

Lin Feng said coldly: "Do it!"

As the words fell, the three green-clothed men swung their swords and killed Yanshan.

At the same time, with two muffled snorts, two bloody arms fell to the ground.

The corner of his eyes swept over, and Yan Shan's heart was suddenly shocked.

Those two bloody arms belonged to Zhao Youshan and his wife. However, they did not cry out, and endured the pain of piercing their hearts. A weak scholar and a lady, it is hard to imagine how they did it.

Yan Shan wanted to rush to Zhao Youshan and his wife.

The three men in green seemed to have expected it. They fought each other and blocked Yanshan's way with their bodies.

Yan Shan sneered, and the blood-colored sword light rose again.

Blood splattered, and the three men in green were cut off by the waist, and the death was horrific.

Lin Feng said coldly: "Do it!"

As the words fell, nine men in green swung their swords and killed Yan Shan. In a group of three, the three three-talent sword formations are at each other's angles, and they are impenetrable.

At the same time, two more bloody arms fell to the ground.

Liu Yuxiu had passed out and fell into her husband's arms. Zhao Youshan hissed and shouted: "Brother Yan, you must live and take care of Yan'er and Rin'er!"

Two lines of hot tears spilled into the sky, in the sun, crystal clear and shining.

Yan Shan's expression became cold, his eyes were empty, his body continued to exude a strong murderous aura, and a terrifying killing intent was born in his heart.

This kind of terrifying killing intent spreads everywhere and goes straight into the depths of everyone's heart.

The body of the rusty long sword was surrounded by a rich blood-colored sword aura, which was eerie and terrifying.

He stabbed out with a sword, and his body instantly turned into an afterimage, only the blood-colored sword qi was permeated.

The next moment, the blood-colored sword qi flew sideways, and the blood rain fell all over the sky, terrifying and weird.

Yan Shan held the rusty long sword, standing proudly in the rain of blood, with an indifferent expression.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Do it!"

As the words fell, the three green-clothed men swung their swords and killed Yanshan. Their eyes were resolute, they regarded death as home, and wanted to block Yanshan with their flesh and blood.

At the same time, two heads were thrown into the air.

A blood-colored sword light slashed, blood splattered, and the three green-clothed men were cut off by the waist and died on the spot.

Yan Shan held the rusty long sword, his eyes full of sadness. He looked at the tragic death of Zhao Youshan and his wife, his heart was like a knife, and he couldn't help but die.

Although Lin Feng was not shocked, he said in a deep voice: "Exit the village." ”

At the sound of the order, everyone turned on their horses and galloped towards the outside of the village.

There was silence in the courtyard, a deathly silence.

The villagers collapsed to the ground, shivering.

Yan Shan's gaze swept over everyone, there was fear, there was panic, there was a thief, and only the two old men were full of sadness. He remembered that Zhao Youshan had mentioned that here, only two old people got along well with their family, perhaps because of the sympathy between the scholars. He walked up to the two old men, gave a deep salute, and said in a deep voice: "There are two old men who have to collect the bodies of Brother Zhao and his wife!"

The two old men nodded and walked away.

"Hero's life!"

"We were instigated, just to come and see the excitement. ”

"As long as the hero lets us go, we are willing to wear linen and filial piety for Zhao Xiucai and his wife!"

......

"Hahaha......" Yan Shan laughed, and the laughter was poignant and tragic.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

He has disappeared from his place.

I saw a blood-colored sword light shuttling through the crowd.

The next moment, he reappeared in the same place, still holding the rusty sword in his hand, and it seemed that he had never left at all.

No pain, no screams, a sword to seal the throat.

Seeing the villagers fall in pieces, the middle-aged man only felt a chill in his heart, like falling into an ice cave. He turned his heart sideways, raised a punch, and went straight to Yanshan's lower abdomen.

A blood-colored sword light flashed, blood splattered, and a bloody arm fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man looked hideous in pain and rolled back and forth on the ground.

Yan Shan said lightly: "I wanted you to suffer the same pain, but I just found out now that you don't deserve it at all!"

The screams came to an abrupt end. The middle-aged man was cut off by the waist and died on the spot.

At this time, the two old men had already collected the bodies of Zhao Youshan and his wife together, but they didn't know what to do.

Yan Shan walked to the corpses of Zhao Youshan and his wife, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed three times, and then muttered: "Brother Zhao, sister-in-law, Yan Shan will definitely take care of Yan'er and Rin'er, and he will definitely be able to avenge you!"

After that, he handed over a bag of broken silver to the two old men, gave a deep salute, and said in a deep voice: "The funeral of Brother Zhao and Mrs. Sister-in-law will be entrusted to the two old men!"

The two old men bowed their heads silently, tears moistening their eyes.

Yan Shan smiled happily and walked towards the outside of the village.