At the same time, Duan Xiyun happened to break out of the gate with the woman, and met the seven wolf Bai Lang, who had been silent all the time.

Seven Wolves Bai Lang was still lamenting that he had not been able to meet a suitable opponent and was bored a moment ago, when he saw Duan Xiyun holding Yang Kun's exclusive saber Frost Sword, accompanied by the delicate woman Yang Kun had captured during the day, he was very shocked! Seeing this situation, Bai Lang had already guessed the reason for the incident nine times out of ten. Of course, Bai Lang didn't believe that the two of them had the ability to kill Yang Kun, because he knew Yang Kun's ability, and he also knew Yang Kun's weakness, guessing that Yang Kun was mostly trapped in the beauty scheme and died in the gentle township. What surprised Bai Lang even more was that even Luo Da couldn't block the way of the comers, which proved that it was not easy for the people to come, so he did not despise his opponents.

I saw Bai Lang crossing his hands, his long sword resting under his armpit, and he didn't ask anyone for the exact reason, maybe he wasn't a person who didn't talk much, and he only threw out an indifferent sentence in the face of Duan Xiyun: "Is your sword fast?"

"I don't know how to measure the speed of the sword in your heart?" Duan Xiyun looked at the opponent's momentum, and at a glance he had already guessed that the person on the other side was the Seven Wolves White Wave of the Thunder Sword who was as cold as frost and as fast as lightning with his sword.

"It's funny, you're the first to answer like that. Bai Lang's expression was still indifferent, because his dear brother was killed by the other party, he should show grief and resentment, but he behaved so blandly, this indifference made people feel uneasy in their hearts, so the thieves around Bai Lang were all pale with fright, and their bodies couldn't help but leave him, just wanting to get as far away as possible.

"Then is your sword fast?" Duan Xiyun was not only not shocked by the other party's cold momentum, because he knew that the other party was also a master of using swords, but it made him feel inexplicably excited in his heart.

"Swordsmanship like Ben Lei, do you say it's fast?" Bai Lang's originally plain and pale face seemed to have a little more dazzling color when he said this.

["This seat hates this kind of ignorant frog at the bottom of the well the most, the way of the sword is broad and profound, he always superficially puts the word 'fast' on his lips, it is really boring, naïve, not to mention that with his weak spiritual cultivation, this seat closes his eyes and stands here completely motionless, allowing him to stab a hundred swords, and he can't hurt this seat in the slightest. Ziyang saw that Bai Lang was making a fuss, and he couldn't help but feel angry when he looked like a valley. ]

["As long as you promise not to defeat him with exaggerated moves, I will give you this battle."] Duan Xiyun saw Ziyang's indignant and unhappy appearance, and knew that his itchy heart had been holding back for a long time, so he wanted him to stretch his muscles. ]

["This frog at the bottom of the well does not deserve to be defeated by this man, and it is more than enough for you to deal with it."] Ziyang put his hands behind his back, as if the wine he drank had been soaked with most of the water. ]

Bai Lang pulled out his sword, his sword was called "Ning Xue", and Yang Kun's "Ning Frost" sword was the same as the hand of a craftsman, and the two swords were originally a pair. Bai Lang pointed his fingers, his own aura and sword qi exhaled, spreading wildly to the surroundings, the temperature of the audience dropped sharply, and there was a flurry of snow, the original cold autumn night was even more cold and biting, and the bandits who were all humble in the scene were holding their hands and desperately tightening their clothes to keep out the cold.

Duan Xiyun's body naturally operated the Shaoyang True Sutra, and the pure Yang Qi in his body traveled throughout his body, forming a protective body qi to silently confront the cold qi emitted by the white waves.

"It turned out to be the Holy Spirit Realm, no wonder Rhoda couldn't stop your way. Bai Lang secretly thought in his heart: "I have entered the realm of the Holy Spirit at a young age, and today's grievances have been formed, if I don't get rid of them, he will be the trouble of my Seven Wolf Village henchmen one day." After saying that, he swung his sword and slashed straight out of thin air, and a sharp sword qi rushed through the flying goose feather snow and slashed straight towards Duan Xiyun......

When the township chief heard what Yu Wenshang said when he appeared, he knew that the other party had the intention of helping to get rid of the thief, and recalled that Huang Sister-in-law praised Yu Wenshang and others during the day, and gradually understood the other party's bright personality. ”

The "............ Killing" People's Volunteers listened to the call of the township chief, and they all bravely took the lead in fighting with the bandit soldiers. The whole cottage suddenly shook the sky, and this originally quiet and peaceful autumn night was destined to be no longer peaceful.

Let's go back to the battle between Liang Shun and Kong Lin, the two have been fighting on the side for nearly 100 rounds. I saw that Liang Shun couldn't use a knife, and kicked the opponent's waist with a flying kick. Kong Lin didn't avoid it, and it didn't seem to be a big deal to take a hard kick, and he swept the stick to hit Liang Shun's feet, and Liang Shun stepped back with a backflip, and his footsteps were already floating.

"Is that all you can do?"

Kong Lin already knew that Liang Shun's strength was not strong, and the words were still there, and the mace in his hand had been quietly swung out, sweeping up the dust and gravel on the ground, and the hidden weapon flew towards Liang Shun's face. Liang Shun unexpectedly hurriedly raised his arms to cover his eyes, and suddenly felt the sound of a tiger roaring in the wind, it turned out that Kong Lin had taken advantage of the opponent's eye protection to attack behind Liang Shun with a very fast movement method, Liang Shun was surprised and hurriedly turned around and used all his strength to fight back, wanting to force Kong Lin back.

At this time, Kong Lin had mastered the lead, flexibly raised the stick to provoke the opponent's steel knife, and swung sideways with the mace, hitting Liang Shun in the abdomen.

Although Liang Shun's middle-aged apprentice has made more than twice as much effort as others, after all, the time is too short to make up for the gap between the years, and he has not been knocked down by Kong Lin in a hundred moves, he feels that his internal organs seem to be torn apart, the pain is unbearable, and he vomits blood, he stubbornly wants to get up on the ground, but unexpectedly, Kong Lin's wind-like figure came again, and he kicked Liang Shun in the cheek, and Liang Shun was kicked sideways again.

"Where did you go? Didn't you say you were going to kill me, stand up. Kong Lin arrogantly carried the thick mace of the bowl and shouted contemptuously.

The blood that Liang Shun vomited from his serious injuries had already stained his body, and the clothes on his body that had been sewn by his wife and washed white after years of washing and washing were already red, and he fell in a pool of blood and began to blur, and the scene six years ago appeared in his mind like a nightmare:

Many nearby villages were plundered by the Seven Wolf Village, and their methods were cruel and even the elderly and children would not be spared, which made people panic everywhere in the villages of Taiping County. Liang Shun and his wife have only one six-year-old son under their knees, and the couple took precautions and agreed that no matter what happens in the future, they will put the safety of their son first, even at the cost of their lives, because their love for their son is more important than anything else.

It didn't take long for the bandits of the Seven Wolf Village to attack their village unexpectedly, and the husband and wife immediately took their son to hide under the stove in the secret passage left by their ancestors to take refuge. I thought that this would be foolproof, but damn it, the two of them were in too much of a hurry when they were dodging, and in a panic, they forgot to bring the food money on the counter that could sustain the family for several years, which was half of the couple's life savings. The wife was in a hurry, she asked her husband to protect her son to stay in the secret passage, and she walked out without persuasion to get back the hard-earned money at the counter.

The miscalculation was that the wife had just received the money, and the door of the house had been kicked open by someone, and a man with a large red scar on his face, looking even more hideous and ugly than the most terrible ghost in the world. The man saw that his wife was a little more beautiful, and her ugly face flashed with color and madness. Liang Shun immediately crawled under the pot when he heard the movement outside, and saw through the gap that the ugly man's grizzly-like huge body crushed his wife to the ground......

His wife howled like a pig, the sound was like a sharp steel needle piercing Liang Shun's ears and heart, his whole body collapsed, and a wave of anger rushed from his back to his head, and he wanted to rush out and fight with that ugly man. At this moment, his wife looked at him with a tearful and painful face, shook her head slightly, and motioned for him not to come out. Liang Shun's heart was like an electric shock, he looked back at the well-behaved and lovely son who was still asleep, he was stunned, if he rushed out to fight with the thief now, it didn't matter if he was killed by him, but the secret path would definitely be discovered by the thief, and the cruel thief would never let go of his six-year-old son, he recalled the promise he made with his wife that everything should be led by the safety of his son, so he stopped......

Liang Shun's eyes were welling with tears, his heart was dripping with blood, and in this short moment, he seemed to have walked through the most cruel hell. Later, his wife hanged herself from a dead tree outside the door, leaving him with only infinite grief and hatred, endless humiliation and infamy......

Thinking of this, Liang Shun seemed to forget the pain in his body and stood up like a stone statue.

"Stubborn cockroaches, suffer death. Kong Lin erected a craggy mace with both hands, shaped like an iron tower, Liang Shun seemed to be as small as an ant in front of him, he used his whole body spiritual power, and wanted to smash Liang Shun's head with a stick.

Surprisingly, at the moment when Kong Lin raised his stick, Liang Shun saw a slight flaw, he risked life and death with a knife and coldly pounced on Kong Lin, Kong Lin couldn't react and was cut open by a knife. In this way, the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, and the blood gushing out of Kong Lin's wound merged the place where they fell into a shallow pool of blood.

Here, the five wolf Cao Jian interrupted all four feet of the sentry post with a round of short gun throwing, and the five-zhang high sentry platform fell from the air. returned an arrow in the air to Cao Jian.

Li Yulong just landed on the ground, his eyes and Cao Jian looked at each other like lightning, they knew each other, knowing that the other party was the five wolves Cao Jian and Xiao Li Guang Li Yulong, who were good at hidden weapons, the two of them looked at each other, walked in parallel, and finally hid behind the corners of the opposite two rows of houses. The two of them waited quietly with their backs against the cold wall, because they knew that each other had the magic skill of piercing through Yang in a hundred steps, and if they probed out casually, it was easy to be hit head-on by the other party.

Cao Jian's eyes rolled straight, he counted his heart, and took out an iron thistle from his sleeve and lightly hit the stone on the road. Li Yulong listened intently, and when he sensed the direction of the opponent, he immediately drew an arrow to shoot. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a smoke screen put by the other party, and an arrow missed, exposing the body instead. Cao Jian would let go of this rare opportunity, and at the same time, the palm of his hand sent a flying knife straight to Li Yulong's throat. Li Yulong hurriedly rolled forward in horror to avoid it, and then hid behind the corner, but his opponent's throwing knife came too fast, cutting through the skin of his neck, and blood suddenly wet his collar.