Chapter Thirty-Eight: Kill the Wicked
Huan Chang's movements, not in a hurry or slow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The remaining eight Black Sand Gang bandits, when they saw Huan Chang stop at first, they were still a little happy in their hearts, thinking that Huan Chang was afraid of hostages.
However, Huan Chang's next move made everyone a little confused.
"Hey, what are you doing with a pen?"
A Black Sand Gang bandit, when he saw the black brush that Huan Chang took out, couldn't help but shout loudly at the top of his throat.
Huan Chang didn't speak, but secretly poured his true qi into the brush.
"Buzz!"
The brush trembled slightly, and its body emitted a jet-black glow.
But seeing Huan Chang's right hand moving slightly, he kept gesturing in the air, and quickly sketched out the word 'ding'.
"Buzz!"
After the appearance of the word 'Ding', this character, which was originally outlined with true qi, actually showed its shape in the void, exuding a trace of strange fluctuations.
Under the influence of fluctuations, time seemed to stop at this moment in the small mountain village.
All of them were like sculptures, always maintaining their movements, standing motionless, even their expressions frozen.
On Huan Chang's forehead, fine beads of sweat appeared, and his face was a little pale.
It can be seen that compared with Xu Yu's casualness and comfort at the beginning, Huan Chang's attainments in the Spring and Autumn Period penmanship are still a lot worse.
These are just the most ordinary people, and Huan often seems to have such a hard time coping with them.
If the cavalry commander who was a warrior hadn't been killed by Huan Chang first, I'm afraid this person wouldn't have been confused at all.
"Kill!"
Although Huan Chang felt very tired, he also had a strong feeling of dizziness in his head.
However, he didn't dare to stay for the slightest, his figure flashed rapidly, and the sword aura of the Zhanlu Sword in his hand was horizontal.
"Puff puff!"
The bandits of the Black Sand Gang, who stood motionless, did not resist at all, and six people were killed.
"Ah, what the hell is going on!"
When Huan Chang was about to kill the seventh person, the word 'Ding' that appeared in the void suddenly collapsed.
Everyone who was standing on the spot also woke up as soon as possible, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Huan Chang.
Although these people have no way to act, their thinking is still very clear.
Everyone didn't know why everyone was motionless just now, and those few Black Sand Gang bandits were even killed by Huan Chang, and they didn't make the slightest action to resist.
Up to now, there are only the last two Black Sand Gang bandits left, and Huan Chang still hasn't had time to solve them together after all.
The two Black Sand Gang bandits were a little shocked when they saw the corpses of their companions who fell to the ground.
One person shouted a little frantically: "Demon law, you know demon law!"
Huan Chang didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.
He didn't pay any attention to this person, and his body quickly pounced, and the sword in his hand stabbed directly at the crazy bandit with a faint glow of true qi.
The Black Sand Gang bandit, before he could come to his senses, was killed in shock.
"Ah, damn it!"
The last remaining Black Sand Gang bandits were already a little desperate at this time, and they also had a look of fear and madness on their faces.
"In that case, let's die together!"
The last bandit, seeing that his companions were dead, knew that he would not be spared today, and he was about to kill the hostages in his hands.
The hostage he took was just a five-year-old boy, who looked a little yellow and thin.
His big eyes, which should have been very pure, were now full of fear, and his cheeks were full of tears.
The boy's small white hands kept waving in the air, as if trying to catch something.
"No, no, don't kill my son!"
Seeing this, a woman roared hoarsely and rushed forward.
However, the big knife in the hands of the bandits was originally on the hostage's neck.
The woman was so far away from her son that she had no time to stop the robber and wipe out the innocent little life from the world.
Not only this woman, but even Huan Chang felt a little weak at this time.
Although Huan Chang reacted quickly, he was also a martial artist in the realm of entering the room.
However, killing is easier said than saving.
It only took a little time for the young boy to be killed by the bandits, but Huan Chang had no way to save the child in such a short time.
After all, the bandit only needed a slight movement of the weapon to cut the little boy's throat.
Even though Huan Chang has the heart to save people now, it is already a little too late, so he can only rush towards the bandits, hoping to save the little boy.
But Huan Chang knew that the possibility of saving the little boy was very, very small.
At this moment, almost all the villagers who reacted seemed to stop breathing, wanting to see the end of the little boy.
However, the vast majority of villagers had regret and grief flashing in their eyes.
Because they also know that although the white-clothed swordsman in front of them is powerful, it is difficult to save the little boy.
There are even many people who hold their eyes, not wanting to see the tragedy that will happen in the next moment.
"Bang!"
However, in the next moment, the weapon in the bandit's hand flew sideways, and he himself was kicked to the ground.
As for the little boy who was kidnapped by him, he also fell to the ground at this time, and he cried loudly.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
At some point, the black donkey had come behind the bandit.
The black donkey's left front hoof is still kicking at this time, and the donkey's face is also full of tsundere.
Huan Chang was overjoyed, and without thinking too much about it, he quickly pounced on the bandit and pierced his throat with a sword.
"Woooooo
"Woooooo
"Woooooo
Huan Chang had just killed the last bandit when he heard the woman's crying, but it was the little boy's mother, who was holding her son and crying.
Huan Chang was shocked, thinking that something was wrong with the little boy.
He hurriedly stepped forward and said to the woman, "The child is injured, let me see!"
The woman's pear blossom brought rain, and after hearing Huan Chang's words, she came back to her senses.
She hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you Shaoxia for your help, thank you Shaoxia for your help, my child is fine." ”
The woman was almost frightened.
In the end, the little boy was rescued by the black donkey, and when she rushed up to hold her son, she still had some palpitations.
Thinking of the thrilling scene just now, the woman couldn't help it, hugged her son and cried.
Hearing that the little boy was fine, Huan Chang immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly said to the woman: "Sister-in-law, don't be like this, how can I receive such a big gift?"
However, as soon as Huan Chang's voice fell, the villagers who were originally scattered in various places also gathered around.
They all knelt on the ground, with a look of gratitude on their faces, and said, "Thank you Shaoxia for helping, otherwise our village would not be able to be saved!"
Many of the more fragile women were even more grateful to Huan Chang while crying softly.
There are also some villagers who have lost their relatives, and they can't hide the grief on their faces, and while thanking Huan Chang, they are also constantly glancing at their relatives who are lying in pools of blood.
Huan often felt this situation, and felt more and more guilty, and his heart was also a little blocked