As the voice suddenly came out, more than a dozen figures jumped out of the dense forest, holding swords and sharp weapons in their hands, with a cruel smile on their faces.

I really want to come to something.

This gang of bandits has been eyeing Fang Yan's group of people for a long time, although the identity of the dart bureau can deter some solitary grass cowards, but those really bold joint trick strong cowards are not afraid, but will be overjoyed and inexplicable, feeling that the cheap falling from the sky is not for nothing, and can entrust people to escort the darts, the darts are definitely treasures!

Now there are about twenty bandits who appear on the surface alone, and there are naturally three or two people watching them secretly, and it is difficult to say whether there is a formation division to suppress the formation.

The first person was a rough man with a scar on his face, holding a broad-backed broadsword in his hand, staring at the few people who fell to the ground, and sneered: "If you really think it's a dart game, Lao Tzu won't dare to rob it?

He raised his hand, and the rest of the thieves comprehended, and began to check the belongings of Liu Youzhou and others, and soon their eyes were full of joy, and the people with thieves' eyebrows and rat eyes came to the scar-faced man and smiled: "Sixth master, we are developed this time, the family background of this gang of darts is not small, how can that dart be worth a thousand taels of silver." ”

The scar-faced man glared at him and muttered, "Silver is worth a bird, look at the sword on the back of that little girl, that's a good thing!"

After that, he looked at the double swords behind the little girl in the Taoist robe, and his eyes were full of coveting, he was not bad, and he had also stepped through the second realm, so he naturally still had some eyesight, and followed all the way, knowing that the identity of this group of darts was not bad, and the cultivation was not weak, it must be a practitioner, but it was not deeply involved in the world, and it was not in vain that Lao Tzu spent hundreds of taels of silver to buy the special drug, which was dedicated to the masters of the three realms, even if you are a fairy on the mountain, you have to pour it to me!

In this way, he was slightly relieved, there is still a formation behind him, if this drug is not used, it will inevitably rely on pressing the formation against the enemy, and then it will be really a money-burning business, not to mention whether the income can be made up for afterwards, even if the eldest brother can't pay the difference.

"Hey, Sixth Master, there's a person here who hasn't fainted!" one of his subordinates shouted suspiciously.

The scar-faced man raised his eyebrows, walked over, and saw that it was a young man in a white shirt, with a little dust on his face, hiding behind the horse at the moment and shivering, looking at himself and the others with fear.

"You didn't drink the stream water?" the scar-faced man asked, in his perception that there was no sign of true qi rotation on this young man's body, if he was a qi practitioner on the mountain, and he couldn't see the sword magic weapon, most of them were a miscellaneous servant.

Sure enough, the young man stumbled and said in a panic: "Uncle Hui, the small, the small one is the servant of this young lady, who follows this group of dart masters and is responsible for feeding the horses, and has just led the horses to drink, and has not had time to quench his thirst." ”

He trembled and pointed at Jiang Ruozi, who added a light cotton and linen gauze skirt to the robe on his body, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was asleep, just talking about his stunning appearance, it made the gang of bandits dry, but because the scar-faced man was here, he tried to hold his thoughts.

The scar-faced man glanced at the boy and asked, "What kind of identity are you, and what kind of dart are you escorting?"

The young man seemed to be frightened, and the scar-faced man answered whatever he asked, "The little one is the family of the Fang family in Luohua City, and he followed the Fang family to Wuzhou with the dart escort to change the goods, and those on the carriage are all goods to be exchanged, and a few masters can check it." ”

The scar-faced man had just inspected the dart cart, and it was indeed all groceries, but he smiled coldly, suddenly put the horizontal sword on the young man's neck, and said with a cruel smile: "You don't want to fool me, there are only two young masters in the Fang family in Luohua City, one is missing and the other is a waste, where is the young lady? What is Lao Tzu's eyesight, and the Taoist robe in the little lady's skin is bluffing? You don't dress like those secular disciples, and there are many masters in this group of people, I'm afraid it's not just a change of goods." ”

The young man's face was suddenly colorless, and he was very good, and when he saw the scar-faced man's hand holding the sword and began to exert himself, he hurriedly said: "Small, Miss was selected to cultivate by the Golden Sword Sect since she was a child, and this time she went down the mountain, it was the experience of the young lady of the sect, as for the goods, it was really sent to Wuzhou, but it was mixed with some tokens of the Golden Sword Sect, and the people in the city were connected, and the specific content was not clear, and the few uncles didn't want to kill me!"

The scar-faced man nodded, this statement was reasonable, his eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, and the sword in his hand swept away, about to pick off the young man's head.

Now that he knows this secret, there is no need for this person to stay, and the rest of the people have to be killed to prevent future troubles, and when the time comes, only one will be left, and the eldest brother will definitely be rewarded!

A smile tugged at the corner of the man's mouth.

When the blade touched the young man's neck, the young man suddenly sighed, his eyes showed pity, his breath suddenly changed, and his toes were slightly touched.

Gone in a flash. Not good!

The scar-faced man's heartstrings tightened, and he sensed that something was wrong. However, in the end, he had to work hard all the way to cultivate the innate realm, and under the experience, the long sword in his hand was withdrawn.

The young man's body appeared in front of the man out of thin air, his forehead seemed to be on the tip of the man's nose, ignored the long sword that he withdrew and raised his hand to press on the man's chest.

The palm was like a dragonfly dotting water, but it made the man's face red, and several muffled thunder sounds came from his body.

Then the young man bent his legs, dodged the sword sweep, and waved his hand again, but it was a punch, and it was about to hit the man's chest.

The scar-faced man was shocked, and hurriedly raised his sword to protect his chest, and when the fist was only an inch away from the sword body, the young man paused, closed his hand and slapped it on the sword, shook his head and said, "This sword can't be broken." ”

Then he swept and kicked the man in the face, causing him to bleed from his mouth and nose and staggering back five or six steps.

The rest of the bandits only felt a flower in front of them, and the boy who was only willing just now seemed to be a different person, beating his own sixth master to the point where he was powerless.

The young man coughed with his hand to cover his mouth, then approached Scarface step by step, and said lightly: "It's a pity, I originally thought that I was captured by you to the thief's den, and I didn't plan to expose it, but it seems that I am not deeply involved in the world, and I don't know much about the thoughts of you thieves." ”

That scarred face retreated step by step, his heart was broken, how could this guy suddenly become a martial arts master! Why can't he sense the flow of true qi! This is unreasonable!

Fang Yan didn't plan to reason with him, he paused and said, "The person inside, you go and solve it." ”

Youdao said with a smile in his voice: "Okay son." ”

Jiang Ruozi, who was originally unconscious, stretched her waist suddenly, as if she had just woken up, stood up, combed her hair that was a little messy, and disappeared in a flash.

Scarface seemed to feel something, and yelled backwards: "Protect the formation master, delay the formation!"

Then he quickly turned his head and stared at the young man in white.

Fang Yan pinched his five fingers and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence, I just taught myself a punch, I don't know who to ask, why don't you try it?"

Where did the scar-faced man dare to respond, he took the opportunity to quickly ventilate, his breath regrouped, and then licked the corners of his mouth and gestured.

Those bandits stiffened, quickly grabbed their swords in their hands, and rushed to the front.

Fang Yan let out two sounds, only to see that his body was suddenly erratic, and before those thieves could react, they were punched in the head, and they fainted immediately.

If it is a martial artist, he will be punched one more time, and there is no difference.

After a few breaths, more than 20 bandits fell to the ground, and the scar-faced man's eyelids trembled wildly.

Seeing Fang Yan pressing in front of him, the man's wrist turned, and the sword rose with three feet of qi, but the color was dim, half because the man had a bad foundation when he broke through the realm, and half because he was stopped by Fang Yan's spring thunder, and he was beaten to pieces, and he had not yet adjusted his state.

Even so, the man is still a gangster who licks blood from the tip of the sword, and after carrying the sword, he has no distractions, forcing himself to step into the peak, making a decisive move, without dragging the mud and water, and using the swordsmanship he has learned to kill the boy.

Fang Yan coughed, his body took the initiative to retreat, his toes scratched on the grass, and he walked forward and backward with the man.

The man was overjoyed, the young man's sneak attack just now made him careless, and he used thunder to deter him, and now after adjusting his emotions, he found that the other party's strength was only similar to his own, and although he had no true qi, the power was still visible to the naked eye, and he was afraid that he would be hit hard and not healed.

The scar-faced man took a deep breath, and his sword technique was fully unfolded to fight for that glimmer of life!

The two fought and retreated, forcing them to the top of the stream, and the stones around Jian Gang were full of cracks, sweeping a mist of water.

The boy seemed to be falling behind, and kept retreating, rather than taking the initiative.

The scar-faced man was completely selfless, only to feel that he was now at the peak of a few decades ago, when he first entered the second realm, he was full of spirits, who expected that the family would cause trouble, and he was the only one who survived, so he fell into the grass and was willing to be the sixth leader, seeking revenge in the future!

Now the boy seems to be the enemy who killed his whole family, which makes the scar-faced man's eyes red, and his sword becomes more and more fierce.

At this time, he saw the young man's eyes, like two calm deep pools, without any ripples.

His heart jumped, and the sword had already pierced.

Fang Yan still took a step back, but it was this step, the young man's own skills seemed to come naturally, and there was finally a movement in his hand, there was a silver brilliance flowing on his fist, and he raised his hand and knocked on the sword body at will.

The shot is still Xu Tang's set of Ruyi boxing, but the charm is very different.

The sword trembled, the sword body was unhindered, but the scar-faced man's body shook violently, as if the swordsmanship he had just made went around and around, and all of it fell on himself, the meridians of the whole body reversed and cracked, and the blood went up, and then the seven orifices flowed out gurgling blood.

The young man's face turned pale, and his right hand drew a circle in front of him, only then did he lose the strength of the punch, coughed twice, and clasped his fist at the scar-faced man, saying: "This fist is as good as it gets, all-encompassing, there are still shortcomings, thank you for your advice." ”

Then he didn't look back, and passed by the scar-faced man.

The man's body collapsed with a bang!

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