After recuperating in bed for more than half a year, it seems that even the adult thinks that he Nalan Jinnian is a wasted person, right? Unexpectedly, he was a master of heavenly quality, and he was reduced to this.

The killers are divided into three waves, in the shape of a finished glyph, with a sickle in one hand, and a knife and poison needle hidden in the other hand behind the back. Bullying about fifteen steps, first a wave of poisonous needles and flying knives sneak attack, and then a cylinder wheel battle. Their tactics can be recited by Jin Nian with his eyes closed.

This formation is all about surprises. The poisonous needle is mixed in the flying knife, and it is easy for ordinary people to catch the way. After being poisoned, I will face the wheel warfare method, but I am afraid that I will die of poison soon. If it is a land product, there is no luck. This is not the case with a heavenly master, regardless of whether the poison needle can hurt him or not. Even if he was injured, he could use his internal strength to force the poison out.

Therefore, Jin Nian sneered for a while, this battle used to deal with the ground products should be regarded as making him active and active!

Thinking of this, Jin Nian turned over and dismounted, and slapped the horse's buttocks casually, signaling the stupid horse to run farther away, not to be affected, and to rely on it to hurry.

Those killers had no fear on their faces, as if they didn't know that the person they were about to deal with was once a person who had crossed the threshold of a heavenly master.

The old man standing at the entrance of the village with an iron crutch had a complicated face, he had worked with Jin Nian, so he naturally knew that this person was capable. This time, Mr. Yang ordered to use these killers who were at most besieging and killing the masters of local products to deal with him, which was naturally a strategy to kill people with a knife.

It's just that he doesn't know if the soul of the revenant who is about to be besieged under the butcher's knife is counted in Mr. Yang's heart.

There were about sixty or seventy people in the three squares, and because they had to pretend to be villagers, they deliberately wore miscellaneous clothes, which at first glance looked like three patched rags, destroying the original momentum.

Jin Nian held the sword in his hand, closed his eyes and counted silently, and when everyone suddenly stopped and swung out the flying knife and poisonous needle, he made a gesture of affection, and danced the long sword like a match, and all the flying knife and poisonous needles were deflected out by the sword momentum, and about half of them were thrown away by such a sticky belt, and shot straight into the unprepared killer lineup.

In the house next to the old man at the entrance of the village, another old man with a single knife walked out, this person was slightly fatter than the previous person, his face was white and beardless, and he had a big belly like Maitreya Buddha.

The old man like Maitreya Buddha patted the old man on the shoulder: "Second brother, if you and I don't go to suppress the formation, I'm afraid this formation won't be able to trap this Nalan son, right?"

The old man sneered: "Third child, are you a lard in your brain? What kind of character Nalan Jinnian is, you and I know it very well in our hearts." No matter his lingering swordsmanship, even if it is a simple competition of internal strength, who of you and I can beat him? Not to mention......"

"What's more, he also has a magnificent swordsmanship, and he can die for his sake. The fat old man laughed: "I naturally know that his junior sister and our brother can't afford to provoke him, isn't this a good time to see that his junior sister is not there? “

The old man squinted at his third child, to be honest, when the three of them defected from the Holy Gate, they defeated many martial arts masters with the formation of one flute, two crutches and three Maitreya, and they were also famous figures in the rivers and lakes. Who would have thought that after taking refuge in that adult, he would become a thug who specialized in doing chores for this Nalan son. Who is not a proud lord in the Holy Gate, who has been yelled at by such juniors for so long, and has to collect some interest today. But he was afraid, he was afraid that Mr. Yang would have to be in the book of life and death, and he drew a stroke of his two brothers early.

The third child, who is called Fat Maitreya by the Jianghu people, patted his belly: "Second brother, if you are afraid, just retreat back into the house, and let me teach this cripple a lesson alone, and you don't have to take it to heart for your kindness." “

"Get out!"

With laughter, the fat Maitreya eagle flew up, stepping on the void, but in just a few steps, it crossed directly above Jin Nian, and the nine-ring big knife slashed down: "Crippled look at the knife!"