"Hehe, just because you rabble are also worthy of going against Master Wu?"

The white-clothed young man who claimed to be Ximen Yunfei's senior brother had fled to the entrance of the village at some point, looking at the angry villagers from a distance, with a vicious smile on his face.

"Today is the sixtieth birthday of Master Wu, and it is also the day of the eldest son's concubine. There are many guests at home, and there are countless martial arts masters in the three mountains and five mountains, just you mud legs, no matter how many times it is, it will be impossible to escape destruction, and Master Wu will make your death miserable!"

The white-clothed young man took out a white horse from behind the big tree at the head of the village, turned over and rode on horseback, turned to Zhao Yan and the villagers and sneered: "I'm going to report to Master Wu, within an hour, I will teach you that this Niujia Village is bleeding!"

The entrance of the village is a long distance from where Zhao Yan and the villagers are standing, and at such a long distance, as long as he rides on horseback, no matter how good Zhao Yan's light skills are, he will definitely not be able to catch up with him.

This is where he can stop and mock while running away.

Zhao Yan looked indifferent, looking at the white-clothed young man who was shouting on a horse from a distance, as if he was looking at a dead man, and said coldly: "I want to see who will die miserably, come here, stop him for me." ”

"Haha, you still play bluff with my master? These are the leftovers of my master's play. There are so many young people in your Niujia Village, where did anyone stop me? Could it be that you let those old and weak women and children be ambushed soldiers?"

The young man in white was full of sarcasm, laughed, and suddenly slapped the horse's buttocks, and said with a cruel smile: "The master still has something to do, so I won't play with you, you just wait to be slaughtered in the whole village!"

Unexpectedly, before the words fell, I suddenly heard a loud shout from the front.

"Grandpa Ambush is here, why don't you stop for me!"

In the grove at the head of the village, the old beggar laughed and was the first to rush out, carrying a bamboo cane to beat a dog, and stopped in the middle of the road.

Then there was the old blind man and the fake old man, and then the limping old Xiucai, walking slowly at the rear.

The young man in white was obviously startled by the unexpected ambush, but after seeing the obscene appearance of the four old beggars, he suddenly couldn't stand up with laughter.

"Are so many old cripples your ambush soldiers? Just because they want to stop me? Are you stupid or am I stupid?"

In the wild laughter of the young man in white, he was about to trample these four old cripples who were not self-sufficient into pulp, but he was annoyed by the old blind man who hated others to call him an old cripple.

"Who the hell are you talking about being an old cripple? You're an old cripple, your family is an old cripple!"

The old blind man was furious and cursed.

With just one cane, he beat the tall horse under the seat of the young man in white to the point that his brain burst, and he was killed on the spot before he could even scream.

"What a strong internal force!"

A harrier in white and green clothes turned over, jumped off the back of the dead horse long before it fell to the ground, and looked at the dead horse with a look of horror.

Because he found that Shicai's staff was extremely powerful, and if he encountered it, it would basically be impossible to escape.

However, what made him even more desperate was still behind, only to see a swarm of hundreds of knife-wielding men suddenly emerge from the grove, and soon this small country road was blocked.

"Hell, how can there be so many strong people in a small village?"

The young man in white had a look of remorse on his face, and without hesitation, he turned around and fled towards the village.

Compared with the old cripples and the sword-wielding men at the head of the village, who are not easy to mess with at first glance, it is easier to deal with the young people in the village.

Seeing that Zhao Yan had already led the village to meet him, the young man in white already knew in his heart that he would not be spared today, but he still had luck.

Pretending to be fearless, he said loudly: "If you have a kind, can you dare to fight me alone, if you win..."

"I'm sorry, but I never bet with dying people. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yan had already rudely interrupted his words, and said word by word: "Thief who fights for the tiger, I said, you will die a miserable death!"

"If you want to kill me, let's see if you have the ability!"

The young man in white showed the crazy color of the trapped beast, pulled out his long sword with a choked sound, and pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Zhao Yan from afar.

"You'll soon find out. ”

Zhao Yan took a step forward with a cold snort, and an afterimage loomed behind him, but in an instant, he had already deceived himself in front of the young man in white.

The young man in white was so frightened that his soul was scared, and he desperately danced his long sword to the airtight, so that all he did was defensive swordsmanship.

But he saw the dazzling sword light flying up and down, like a ball of silver light, tightly wrapping his body.

He has been frightened by Zhao Yan's ghostly fast body and evil methods, and at this moment he does not seek merit, but seeks no fault, looking forward to the moment when the Wu family's reinforcements arrive.

"Fortunately, my Dragon Sword Gate is famous for its swordsmanship, and this set of canopy swordsmanship can be called the world's first defensive swordsmanship, although this person is fierce, but I am afraid that it will be futile to break through my defense, and the master will definitely come to find me when he sees that I have not returned for so long, and then it will be the death of this person. ”

The young man in white comforted himself in his heart.

Zhao Yanshi unfolded his divine movements, running around the left and west, seemingly chaotic, but just the moment he approached the young man in white, he had already circled behind him, and hit the back of the young man in white with a fluttering palm.

The defensive swordsmanship that the young man in white was proud of, in the face of all kinds of divine changes, was simply a piece of garbage full of flaws.

The dazzling silver light in the sky vanished in an instant, and an ornately decorated long sword fell to the ground with a clang.

The young man in white had a frightened look on his face, and he was even maintaining the movement of drawing his sword, but he couldn't move anymore as if he had been hit by the immobilization technique.

The next moment, the whole person suddenly collapsed inch by inch, turning into a puddle of rotten meat wrapped in skin, but he couldn't die for a while and a half, and the real experience of what life is better than death.

"Let's go, the dogs are all dead, let's go and kill the dog owner." ”

Zhao Yanwang didn't look at the young man in white who had turned into a puddle of rotten meat, and took the lead in the direction of Wujia Village.

"Kill the Wu family, and the chickens and dogs will not be left. ”

The villagers were excited by Zhao Yan's brave performance, and their spirits became more and more vibrant, shouting slogans with high morale, waving the farm tools and weapons in their hands, and closely following behind Zhao Yan.

The old beggar looked in the direction of Zhao Yan's departure, changed his smiling face in the past, and frowned: "The old man called Huazi is really getting more and more unable to see through this kid, and all kinds of strange martial arts are emerging one after another. The palm technique he used just now was evil and cruel, just like the martial arts of the Demon Sect, could it be said that this kid was born from the Demon Sect?"

The old blind man also shook his head with a serious face and said: "Most of the martial arts of the Demon Sect are bloodthirsty and vicious, and although the power is extremely strong, but after practicing for a long time, the state of mind will inevitably be tainted by it, and it will become cruel and murderous without knowing it. They behave perversely, do not think of good or evil, and kill people according to their preferences.

Although this kid is decisive in killing and never leaves a mouth alive, all the people he kills are damned people, so I dare to conclude that he is not from the Demon Dao. ”

Lao Xiucai sighed: "We are just a bunch of old cripples who have lost all their gambling capitals, and if it weren't for the border emergency, we wouldn't have gathered here." Back in the day... As long as this person can protect the people of our Wu Dynasty like he guards Niujia Village, even if he is from the Demon Sect, the old man will be able to protect him. ”