The three horses sprinted to gather momentum, and the two horses in front of them walked side by side, and the heavy sword of the horse cut cast by fine iron reflected the smiling face of the horse bandit, and it was impressive that there was a qi refining cultivation in the body.

The ragged young man just buried his head and ran wildly, and his heavy steps trampled in the mud of the mountain road with a very heavy muffled sound, which temporarily overshadowed the sound of wind and rain.

The corner of Jia Ren's eyes jumped suddenly, he didn't come out of the sword?

A distance of hundreds of steps was instantaneous, and two heavy swords blocked the direction, and the rain curtain was torn in an instant.

The ragged young man did not dodge or dodge, raised his fist at his waist, flew to the sky, and the mud under his feet suddenly exploded out of the deep pit.

Before the fist arrived, the strong wind came first, separating the flesh and blood of the horse bandit who could not cut it with a knife, leaving only Sen Ran's skeleton sitting on the horse. Then the fist came, and a bone was blasted into the sky.

Without waiting for the horse bandit on the other side to make a frightened sound, the ragged young man raised his fist again and suddenly turned around, threw out 10,000 catties of force with his arm, and cut off the big head of the horse bandit who could not react, and the head rose to the sky, fell into the mud, and was trampled to pieces by the bowl-sized horse hooves.

The two of them had died under the horses, and only the two horses were left standing in the rain in a daze, where the owner had gone.

The horse bandit who was at the bottom of the line was boundless in his heart, and this god-like young man seemed to be a lingering nightmare in his dreams, so that he could not regain the slightest intention to fight. He swung his knife and cut off a piece of meat on the horse's rump, and the horse was in pain, his eyes were red, and he sped wildly, and he jumped to his feet.

The painful horse had nothing else in his eyes, and only buried his head in the ragged youth.

The ragged youth did not move, and the hammer-like horse crashed into the young man's chest as if it had hit a mountain, and the sound of broken bones was heard far away in the rain.

The knife-wielding horse bandit was secretly happy in his heart, the force of the crazy horse hit was enough, and the murderer would be seriously injured if he didn't die, and he was about to cut off the man's head and go back to ask for credit, when his feet trembled, and the pouring rain made him almost unable to hold the knife in his hand.

The ragged young man stretched out his hand to remove the skeleton of the horse in front of him, which was shattered like flesh, not to mention collapsing into it, and there was not even half a mark left on his strong chest.

He trembled, turned around and wanted to run, but found that he couldn't help himself.

The raindrops in front of him poured like a curtain, the ragged young man did not speak, only stretched out two fingers and lifted them, the wind and rain seemed to stagnate for a moment, countless raindrops were connected into a line, gathered into a sword, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The knife-wielding horse bandit only felt unprecedentedly cold, the vision in front of him gradually blurred, and he seemed to have no sensation under his waist, and the heavy knife in his hand and his upper body were broken in two in unison and fell into the mud, and the sliding abdominal organs dyed red and dyed the mountain road a dazzling bright red.

The ragged young man spread out his palms, and a heavy knife beside his feet flew into his palm, looking at the three people around the bonfire, still dry.

He ran again.

Jia Ren and Jia Yi had already picked up their weapons and got up, and the embroidery girl finished embroidering the last corner of the big red peony with a seven-inch bone-penetrating needle between her fingers, she looked at the peony flowers that would definitely be able to add a lot of color to her wedding dress in the future, smiled with satisfaction, and stood up.

Behind him, dozens of horse bandits got up from the maid's belly and rushed out first.

The ragged young man swung his knife to meet him, and the heavy knife with a finger's width on the back of the knife was slashed out by him with a crescent-sized knife qi, and the head of the person who touched it was immediately separated, and the blood mist that exploded fell on the faces of everyone behind him with the raindrops, making it even more hideous.

In the practice, the horses under the seat are not ordinary and recklessly ridden inferior horses, and the horses can be called rare divine horses, which are slightly inferior to the horses worth thousands of gold, sweat and blood, but they are not far behind.

They knew that single-handedly was no match for that kid, and dozens of divine horses lined up in two rows, converging into a line of waves on the muddy mountain road in the heavy rain and stinging, vowing to trample that man into flesh!

Behind the ragged young man, the golden phantom appeared in the rain, his feet were scattered, and the raindrops were shaken apart, and he turned his head sideways and hit the horse with his shoulder.

The horses that bore the brunt of the blow together with the horse bandits were smashed into a pile of stubble and broken flesh, and the ragged young man abandoned his knife and put his palms together and suddenly tore it open, and the qi machine between his palms surged like a horse, and he opened his bow left and right, stopping the more than a dozen horsemen in front of him and the dozen horsemen behind him.

As if blocked by something invisible, the horse bandit was frightened and angry and slashed at the ragged young man's shoulder, and suddenly a golden light flashed in front of him, and suddenly a golden feather cut the fragile throat, and blood gushed like a spring.

The ragged young man's waist twisted slightly, and then he re-entered, and Broken Yue intercepted the river and shot again, the golden dragon phantom entrenched behind him flashed for a moment, and together with the countless raindrops in front of him, he burst into a sword qi and splashed in all directions, his eyes were like a sword, and he pushed away the wind and rain with one palm.

"Get out!"

Dozens of horsemen exploded into a blood mist in response, and none of them survived.

Jia Yi, who was as fat as a pig, was pressed into two thin slits by the fat on his face, and the blood mist in the sky blocked his vision for a moment, making him squint his eyes again, and there was a silver light in the blood mist, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in front of him.

The sword qi on the heavy knife of the chopping horse was rich into substance, and he cut off a few catties of fat and fat on Jia Yi's face, and the sharp pain on his face made his eyes widen and howl, and before he could lift the heavy knife the size of the door panel next to his buttocks, there was a sudden darkness in front of him, and a ragged figure floated by.

The ragged young man had an expressionless face and a ghostly figure, turned over and rode on Jia Yi's neck, and smashed his elbow down towards the disgusting fat head.

The ragged young man was shocked by the skyrocketing speed in vain, Jia Ren didn't know that this strange boy had been hiding all along, Jia Ren didn't have time to turn around and lift the knife, and he heard a cold sound of broken bones behind him.

Jia Yi's head and neck were smashed into the abdominal cavity, he touched his head blankly with both hands but didn't touch anything, as if he was in a hurry, he staggered out a few steps, his vitality dissipated, and his body weighing hundreds of pounds collapsed.

Jia Yi's eyes were red, and the spiritual power infused knife rose from the sword, and he jumped up and slashed at the ragged young man's head: "Vertical son An dare!"

The ragged young man turned a blind eye to the knife cut off on his head, only his head twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look at the embroidery girl, and his palm raised into an illusory shadow, and a few vicious bone-penetrating needles as thin as a bull hooligan in the palm suddenly showed their true form in the firelight.

The ragged young man didn't even look at Jia Ren, he waved his sleeves, and the sword qi that was a little more majestic than the rain also turned into raindrops and hit Jia Ren's chest. The placket on Jia Ren's chest shattered into pieces in an instant, and the aura of the body protector was like nothing, and the ribs were shattered in unison.

Jia Ren's eyes finally swelled with fear, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate, the blood in his mouth mixed with bone slag spurted out one after another, and all his internal organs were penetrated into a sieve by this fierce sword qi, and his body fell weakly from the air.

The ragged young man burst into a sword with five fingers, and his palm easily probed into Jia Ren's back as if it had pierced into tofu, pulling out the entire backbone, and Jia Ren died in an instant before he had time to beg for mercy.

Shaking off the blood stains in his palm, the ragged young man took a step behind the embroidered girl.

In the black clothes under the graceful figure of the embroidered girl, there are different kinds of poisonous long needles densely packed like stars.

She was in the best years of a woman's life at that time, and she also had a lover who was in love with each other and had sideburns. She is well versed in the skills of female red, and is determined to sew a festive red robe for herself and her lover to wear on the day of their wedding.

She was sweet in her heart, threading the silver needle and sewing the beginning, but not the end.

The gangsters set their sights on her beautiful appearance and sold her to the Fengyue place where the filth and dirt were hidden, and she was forced to be the most inferior prostitute.

Her empty eye sockets were covered with blood-stained gauze, and she was humiliated day and night.

She gritted her silver teeth and used her body to remember every man who bullied her.

After many years, she has been broken and ruthlessly abandoned on the streets, and after a few years, things are wrong, and the lover who was sweet and talked about staying with her has long been gone. Some people can't bear to let her go to the trouble of a blind girl, and finally tell the truth.

It turned out that her lover was a gambler by nature, and owed a large amount of gold and silver in the gambling house in the city a few years ago, and was finally anxious by the gambling house to collect debts, so he came up with the vicious idea of selling his fiancée to Qinglou to repay the gambling money. For fear that she would recognize her, her eyes were gouged out.

Her miserable figure stood next to the old house, and after three days and three nights, her heart died.

The sky took pity on her, and luckily met the opportunity to cultivate immortals, followed a mother-in-law to cultivate a vicious acupuncture, and then found every man who had bullied her back then. Suspecting that the knife was cheap, he bit off the roots of his offspring with his mouth to feed the dogs, and then stabbed his eyes to plant poison, so that they lived in pain all day long, and finally exploded and died.

She has been away for a long time and is a "concerned" lover, and her tragic death can make the most ruthless heroes shocked.

said that it was a great revenge, but only she knew that every needle hidden in her black clothes, and the lingering nightmares in her heart, were deeply engraved in her body and would never linger.

The spiritual light in her palm jumped up, a hundred needles came out together, the needles were vicious, and she turned around and wanted to stab down, and her divine consciousness inadvertently burned golden light in the eyes of the ragged young man, and the divine consciousness in her mud pill palace seemed to be pierced and stirred by ten thousand swords in an instant, and the unbearable pain seemed to tear her apart, and all kinds of vicious long needles in her hands were scattered all over the ground before she could make a move.

The miserable appearance of the maid in the woods and the stumps and severed arms of the surrounding guards came into view, and the cold murderous intent in the eyes of the ragged young man poured out, and a broken palm slapped on the woman's willow waist.

Embroidery Gu's whole person was almost broken by brute force and flew away, and blood was pouring in her red lips.

The vitality in her body quickly dissipated, and countless fragmentary pictures flashed in front of her eyes, mostly miserable, with very little joy, all of which were unbearable to look back on.

She smiled, as if it wasn't bad to be relieved like that.

In the smoke and willow dust, she has experienced too many ups and downs in her life, so many that she can't forget it, so much that she doesn't know that her body doesn't belong to her inside and outside, even if she has built a foundation and cultivated herself, she can still only compromise under others, and she can't help herself.

The divine consciousness in the mud pill palace is about to dissipate like a candle in the wind, and next to the bonfire, she wore a red wedding dress embroidered with peonies by her own hands, which was brighter than blood, but so clean.

The corners of this woman's mouth, who was miserable and tortured but feared by both good and evil, curled gently, just like the happy appearance she once made a wedding dress in front of the old mansion.

"It's so beautiful. ”