Shen Linfeng was secretly complaining in his heart at this time, the dense officers and soldiers around him surrounded him, and the remaining dozen or so people were also good at martial arts, he wanted to turn over and break out several times, but he was desperately forced back by the soldiers in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not a way to go on like this, if you still can't attack, even if you don't get killed by them, you'll be exhausted to death. Shen Linfeng hurriedly made two moves, and took a gap to take a look at the courtyard.

It's good that he doesn't look at it, but his heart suddenly became angry, and he saw the four heroes of Xiangshan in the courtyard looking leisurely, especially that Zhu Qingtao, who was clasping his arms around his chest at the moment, with a gloating face on his face.

Shen Linfeng shouted loudly, his arm was like a swimming dragon, grabbing, patting, flashing, pointing, and a set of flying cloud palms made it flexible and weird.

Between a few breaths, two soldiers had already fallen to the ground with several palms in their bodies, Shen Linfeng was secretly proud in his heart, and then made a move "Flying Dragon Wandering in the Sky" to jump out of this heavy encirclement with the power of jumping, but when his body jumped up, the surrounding soldiers looked around, and their bodies also jumped up in the air.

Shen Linfeng watched the officers and soldiers around him rush up from under him from mid-air, his heart moved, and he casually pulled out the Qingfrost Sword behind him, and used a move in the Tianyan Sword Technique, "Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves"

Zhu Qingtao, who was in the distance, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Shen Linfeng being besieged again in mid-air, but the moment Shen Linfeng pulled out his sword, the smile on Zhu Qingtao's face gradually began to converge, and finally became extremely cold.

Shen Linfeng's move "Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves" was extremely powerful, and he saw that the blue light of his sword body was coiled, and when his arm waved, the green frost sword was like a green snake spitting out letters, and the people who were touched were either dead or injured.

And although the soldiers around him were all extraordinary in martial arts, the internal force in their bodies was far less powerful than Shen Linfeng, and the soldiers could no longer support it after only a few moves in the air, and their bodies slowly fell down.

Shen Linfeng saw the opportunity, tapped his toes on the shoulders of others, and his body shot straight forward with his strength, he turned over and fell and stood on the wall, and couldn't help but let out a breath in his mouth.

The soldiers were like hungry wolves smelling blood at this moment, and after seeing Shen Linfeng landing, everyone rushed forward with red eyes.

Shen Linfeng was shocked, looking at their hideous faces, he really looked like evil ghosts, and thought: What kind of hell is this red-clothed bureau? It can train people so violently.

But thinking about it, the situation in front of him still has to find a way to deal with it, Shen Linfeng shook the Qingshuang Sword, and was about to jump off the wall, when he suddenly saw the street in the distance dusty, and after a while, he felt the sound of horses' hooves from far and near.

The soldiers in the street had apparently heard it too, and they stood there looking nervous.

A moment later, dozens of horses rushed out of the corner of the street in an instant, and the big men on horseback, all with thick eyebrows and black faces, holding various refined blades in their hands, rushed forward with loud shouts in their mouths.

The leader of the man has black hair and white beard, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, dressed in a brown robe, when he saw the mount under him, Shen Linfeng couldn't help but be surprised, this old man sat on an adult male lion, this lion has golden hair, more than a foot long, strong limbs, two front palms are the same size as an adult man's head, its body runs up and down, the old man sits on it and seems to be as stable as Mount Tai.

The male lion has rushed to the soldier between a few ups and downs, only to see its two forepaws jump high, quickly knocked a soldier to the ground, the lion's heavy forepaw directly stepped on the soldier's chest, even if the soldier is trained to be violent, at this moment to see this behemoth heart can't help but be terrified.

The male lion roared at the ground, its huge head shook slightly, its golden mane swayed from side to side, and a pair of bronze round eyes stared at the frightened soldiers under his palm.

"Roaring ....." before the soldier could let out a shout, his neck had been bitten off by the lion, and the blood immediately gushed out, sprinkled straight on the lion's face, it slowly raised its head, shaking the blood on its head from side to side, and the rest of the soldiers saw this scene, their hearts were already frightened, even if they were bold, no one dared to step forward to fight with the lion at this moment.

The white-bearded old man gently pulled his beard, his eyes slowly opened, and he whispered, "Okay, cry, stand down!" The male lion let out a low roar, and then turned his huge head and ran towards the road where he came.

After the lion left, the white-bearded old man was still hanging cross-legged in the air, at this time Niu Sanjin staggered out of the courtyard, and after seeing the white-bearded old man, he immediately bowed down and said: "Subordinates see the owner of the village!"

The white-bearded old man nodded lightly, and said in his mouth: "Thank you for your hard work, leave it to me here, you step back first!"

"Yes!

"Hmm!"

The white-bearded old man looked at the dozen or so frightened soldiers in front of him, he waved his arm lightly, and said, "Take it down for me!" As soon as the words fell, the horses behind him neighed, and the rough men instantly surrounded the remaining soldiers.

Shen Linfeng stood on the wall and saw that Niu Sanjin was respectful to the white-bearded old man between words, and he already understood in his heart that this person must be the owner of Qingyun Village, he knew that the general trend had been decided, and sat on the wall.

Before the qi really breathed, the sound of fighting came from the roof of Niu's shop, Shen Linfeng looked around, it turned out to be Song Junjie and Jiang parting, the two of them went from bare hands to holding white blades, and the battle was inseparable.

Jiang Bieli grabbed a scimitar from nowhere, only to see him jump up in the air, the scimitar was raised above his head and slashed hard, and Song Junjie slid lightly under his feet and flew out directly backwards.

Although this knife Shen missed, the blade was extremely sharp, and it still split a hole more than a zhang long on the roof, and at the same time that Song Junjie flashed back, he saw Jiang Bie's knife body fall to the ground, and his feet stopped, and then he stomped on the ground with one foot and shot forward again.

Jiang Beili was about to pick up the knife again, when he suddenly felt the wind whirring in front of him, and he couldn't help but impeach when he raised his eyes, if he wanted to dodge sideways, it must be too late, and in desperation, Jiang Beili flipped the scimitar and protected him with the knife face to prepare for a hard connection.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound, the two knives collided, and the tip of Song Junjie's knife was impartially against Jiang Bieli's blade, and the two stood opposite each other, seemingly standing still, but in fact, both sides were secretly exerting themselves.

Song Junjie's face turned red, he swept towards the street with the residual light of his eyes, knowing that his side had been wiped out, his eyes turned smart, his strength was loosened, and the scimitar quickly retreated.

Jiang Bieli He had thought that he would make such a move, and if he retreated violently, he would inevitably suffer a rebound from internal force, Song Junjie had already spurted blood from his mouth at this time, but Jiang Bieli was also extremely dangerous, and at the same time as Song Junjie withdrew the knife, his body also rushed forward quickly.

Seeing this, Song Junjie ignored the corners of his mouth that were still bleeding, and then quickly slapped out his palms.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Jiang Bieli's mouth, he could no longer support his body, and then fell to the ground.

At the same time as Song Junjie waved out his palms, he jumped to the side at the right time, and then used his light skills to escape without a trace.

At this time, Zhu Qingtao, the four heroes of Xiangshan, saw that Jiang Bieli's body was about to fall to the ground, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and shouted urgently: "Up!"