Suddenly, hearing the shouts of killing, Yan Junsheng and the seven guards around the carriage were all shocked. However, the seven guards reacted unpleasantly, hurriedly rode their horses to a halt, drew their respective weapons, and made the most appropriate defensive posture in the current situation.

After Yan Junsheng drove the carriage to stop, he took out the green brush from his waist, held it in his hand in a writing posture, and said to the people in the car without fear on his face: "Dad, mother, little sister, don't panic!"

Yan Guzhen, who was sitting in the carriage, heard the sound of shouting and killing, his face did not fluctuate, he was calm and natural, obviously without fear. When Xu Miaolan and her daughter Yan Yushuang heard this shouting and killing, their faces suddenly changed color, and they looked extremely pale, and they were not afraid in their hearts, and their faces were worried.

Yan Gu Zhen saw them like this, and soothed: "Miaolan, Yushuang don't have to be afraid, what if some thieves can't take us?" Xu Miaolan and Yan Yushuang felt a little relieved.

Yan Junsheng stood on the seat of the carriage and thought, "I really let my little sister say that she encountered a robber in the middle of the road, since this is the case, then I, Yan Junsheng, let them have no return!"

Yan Junsheng has been under the influence of a scholarly family like Yan since he was a child, and he talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, courtesy, righteousness and shame, so he has been full of a sense of justice since he was a child, and he hates those who are very evil, and kills them quickly.

At this time, Yan Junsheng was not afraid in his heart, but there was a surging blood in his chest, and his expression showed a look of longing.

The shouting and killing did not stop, but added a bit of solemnity.

Suddenly, Yan Junsheng and the seven guards saw more than 20 figures in the mountains and forests on both sides of the road, adding up to no less than 50 figures in total. These figures shouted the word "kill" in their mouths, and galloped towards this side, all of them fierce.

A guard at the front of the carriage on horseback had a grim face, clenched the long knife in his hand, stared at the bandits who were about to be killed, and said, "Young master, there are too many robbers, I'm afraid it's a bit tricky!"

The young master in the mouth of this guard was naturally Yan Junsheng, and he responded: "Leave three guards to protect the master, madam, and miss, and the rest of them will rush over with me!"

When the seven guards heard this, they immediately said yes, leaving three guards to guard around the carriage, and Yan Junsheng led the remaining four guards towards the bandit who rushed to kill him.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought together, and the battle was extremely fierce.

Blood.

The arm of a bandit was slashed open by a guard on a horse. Before the bandit could scream, his head was cut off by the guards on the horse, and blood spurted out from his neck, and the picture was extremely bloody.

The green brush in Yan Junsheng's hand was made extremely flexible by him, and with a single stroke, a few blood flowers splashed horizontally and vertically. This one by one, one horizontal and one vertical, quite a calligraphy flavor in it. Facing more than a dozen bandits, seeing that the brush in his hand was impenetrable, once he attacked rashly, he would be injured by the brush, and seven or eight had already been injured and fell to the ground because of this.

The dozen or so bandits made eye contact and symbolically attacked. During eye contact, the dozen or so bandits understood the meaning.

In an instant, the knife technique in the hands of these dozen bandits changed at the same time, wielding a knife net, the knife net was impermeable, there were no flaws, not even a sparrow could fly in, not to mention a big living person, if it was shrouded by this knife net, it was bound to be cut into pulp.

Yan Junsheng was very surprised when he saw these dozen bandits wielding a knife net and rushing towards him, and said in his heart that these robbers were really unusual, they actually knew how to encircle, and when they saw that they couldn't avoid this knife net no matter what, they didn't plan to avoid it, and planned to fight hard.

Suddenly, he saw the green brush in his hand in the air to draw horizontal and vertical skimming hooks, these movements are like flowing water, as if with a smart atmosphere, and just after the tick stroke is completed, you can vaguely feel that there is a flow of air in the air condensing.

In a breath, a pale golden "qi" character italics condensed in the air, exuding a breath of righteousness, shocking the spot.

The ten bandits who formed a knife net and attacked Yan Junsheng suddenly felt their breath suffocated, their breathing became unsmooth, and the knife in their hands was also a little slower.

At this moment, Yan Junsheng shouted "Disease!", and with a wave of the green brush in his hand, the pale golden word "Qi" instantly met the knife net formed by more than a dozen bandits.

First, there was a muffled bang, then the sound of more than a dozen steel knives breaking into several pieces at the same time, and then I saw the bodies of these dozen bandits fall backwards, blood gushing out of their mouths, and they were killed on the spot.

Cheng Wanli slashed through his chest from behind a guard, and when he saw this scene, he was surprised in his heart, thinking that in his opinion, these people were just relatively wealthy people, and the guards invited were just ordinary warriors, but he didn't expect that these people were somewhat cultivated, and as a result, he suffered heavy losses on his side.

Originally, he wasn't going to make a move.

"Underestimate the enemy!" Cheng Wanli sighed secretly, he could see that Yan Junsheng's move just now was to hook up the aura between heaven and earth, and only then did he condense a pale golden font, but this person's cultivation was not as good as his own.

Looking at the more than twenty corpses lying on the ground, Cheng Wanli's flesh was in pain, and at the same time, his heart was full of anger, and the long knife in his hand resulted in the other three Yan family guards between slashes.

These three Yan family guards were all killed by Cheng Wanli through the heart, and they still had an unwilling look on their faces before they died.

Yan Junsheng saw the scene of Cheng Wanli killing his own guard, the whole process was too fast, and he didn't have time to stop it, in addition to a burning feeling in his chest, there was also a sense of hatred for the person who killed his own guard.

Although these four people are the guards of Yan Junsheng's family, they have accompanied Yan Junsheng to learn, play and practice since they were children, and Yan Junsheng has long regarded them as brothers and treated them like relatives.

Seeing that they were killed, but they were unable to rescue them, the suffocating and burning hatred in Yan Junsheng's chest can be imagined.

At this time, Yan Junsheng's eyes were red, and he vowed to break that person's body into pieces and avenge his home guards!

"Thief! Yan Junsheng bit out these words from his mouth almost hysterically, and then the whole turquoise brush in his hand quickly drew in the air, and the four air flow fluctuations condensed in the air, and the four pale gold fonts were about to condense.

However, at this moment, Cheng Wanli said contemptuously: "Looking for death!" saw him pick up the knife and came to Yan Junsheng in a few breaths, the long knife slashed horizontally, and a knife slashed, only to see the green brush in Yan Junsheng's hand cut in two.

Cheng Wanli's left leg swept towards Yan Junsheng's chest again, and Yan Junsheng was like a kite with a broken string in an instant, kicked out and fell in front of the carriage.

The move that Yan Junsheng used just now almost exhausted his whole body's cultivation, and after being interrupted by Cheng Wanli, he was already powerless to resist Cheng Wanli's sweeping leg.

At this time, he was kicked to the ground, and his injuries were extremely serious, and only half of his life remained.

"All the men were killed, and the women and children were left. Cheng Wanli ordered. Before the words fell, he himself took the lead, picked up the knife and jumped up, and quickly came to Yan Junsheng, who was lying on the ground, to make up for it, and he was killed.

When the rest of the bandits saw that their boss had stepped in front of the carriage first, they did not dare to slack off at the moment.

The three guards who were guarding around the carriage were all shocked when they saw their young master defeated and injured on the ground, and they all dismounted and were about to come to help, not wanting a knife to pass in front of the three of them at this moment. All of them secretly screamed in their hearts: "Not good!"

Among them, the guard guarding the right side of the carriage was quick and flew down, and just as this sword was about to fall on Yan Junsheng, he pounced on Yan Junsheng's body. The knife slashed through his body, and he heard him snort, and blood gushed out in an instant.

"It's quite loyal!" Cheng Wanli said, "Then I'll send you to see you on the Huangquan Road, so that you can have a companion!" The other two Yan family guards listened, and before they could make a move, they saw a few flashes of sword light. In an instant, the two Yan family guards were stopped and cut off.

"Okay, it's time for you to hit the road!" Cheng Wanli looked at Yan Junsheng who was lying on the ground, and was about to make a move, but he heard a cry from the carriage, and his heart was suddenly happy, and his hand movements stopped, and said, "Catch the people inside first, and then come to kill you!"

Yan Junsheng's eyes were bulging, and his face was desperate.

Cheng Wanli picked up the long knife in his hand and was about to open the curtain of the carriage and look at the people inside. At this moment, a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.

At that moment, Cheng Wanli made a quick decision, and his body retreated four or five meters away.

First, a neutral and righteous voice came from the carriage. Then an ink-colored judge's pen poked out of the carriage, and there was a faint flow of air at the end of the pen.

"Stop hurting my son!"

A figure jumped out of the carriage, it was Yan Guzhen.

Yan Guzhen just used the "Rin" character in Yan's calligraphy. Yan's ancestors entered the Tao with calligraphy and realized the eight keys of Yan's calligraphy, which are the word "Zheng", the word "Qi", the word "Rin", the word "Ran", the word "Heaven", the word "Earth", the word "Dang", and the word "Storage".

These eight recipes can be described as a sensation in the Polaris Domain at that time and occupied a place, but the descendants of the Yan family did not fully understand the true meaning of these eight recipes, because the Yan clan gradually declined in the Polaris Domain, and later hid in Qingshui County, Tianliang County, in the northern region.

The so-called puff is not guilty of his crimes, this truth Yan clan people still understand, since they can't do what their ancestors do, fully comprehend the mystery of these eight tips, and exert the power of this, then they can only hide it, so as not to be found by people with covetous hearts, and suffer the disaster of extermination.

"If it was like the ancestor, once this trick was used just now, the thief would have died a long time ago!" Yan Guzhen sighed secretly, and said regretfully.