Chapter Twenty-Six: The Tiger Stained with Blood

Zhang Qi and Wang Wu obviously didn't know how and when the person in front of them appeared, he seemed to appear in front of him out of thin air, like the wind, only by feeling it, he knew its existence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Qi looked at the sword in Lin Yu's eyes, and his legs were constantly trembling, but he couldn't speak when he opened his mouth.

Wang Wu looked better than Zhang Qi, but even so, he also had cold sweat on his forehead.

Lin Yu just stood there without moving, but it brought great pressure to the two of them, because Lin Yu had a murderous aura, an extremely heavy murderous aura.

I only heard Lin Yu say: "Is there anyone from the Tiger Village today?"

The two nodded unconsciously.

"How is that person now," Lin Yu said with some eagerness.

Zhang Qi said in a trembling voice: "That person was caught by the uncle."

As soon as Zhang Qi's words fell, Lin Yu's figure disappeared in front of the two of them, and the two of them couldn't hold on anymore and sat down on the ground.

Wang Wu struggled to his feet and said, "Beat the drum and inform the brothers that there is an enemy."

Zhang Qi thought of the punishment in the village, and couldn't help but shudder, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he came to the big drum and beat it hard.

Although the drums were messy and unmajestic, they finally informed the people in the Tiger Village that someone had broken into the village.

Sure enough, just as the drums sounded, Lin Yu's figure appeared, because his front was already full of people, all of whom had a fierce face, and the weapons in their hands were also varied, some with knives, some with swords, some with hooks, and some with guns.

A big man with a knife at the head said to Lin Yu: "Who are you who dares to trespass on the Tiger Village."

Lin Yu knew that these were all bandits who had been accumulating years, and he didn't want to answer more, but the sword in his hand answered for him.

The sword light flickered, and the big man with the knife at the head fell down with a look of fear, because his throat had been pierced by the broken sword in Lin Yu's hand.

But even this did not make the bandits behind him jealous, but aroused their blood, only to hear someone shout, "He actually killed the fifth master, go on, avenge the fifth master".

Everyone rushed forward, Lin Yu did not retreat but advanced, the long sword in his hand kept swinging, and people kept falling, even if someone's weapon hit Lin Yu, Lin Yu did not have any discomfort.

The people in the Tiger Village are more and more frightened, the more they fight, the more frightened they become, they really don't understand whether this person is iron, why is it so powerful, the sword in his hand is even sharper, and one person falls down in response to each sword.

The people in the tiger village finally couldn't help it, some people screamed, some people collapsed, some people fled to the rear, Lin Yu was still stepping, every time he took a step, one person fell, there was blood everywhere in this tiger village, and there were people who should be killed everywhere in this tiger village.

Because Lin Yu had already heard the crying of the women in the stockade, and also saw the head hanging on the strong in the stockade, these people could no longer be called people, they were no different from beasts.

Lin Yu only had a full killing intent in his heart, and when he poured this full killing intent into the swordsmanship, blood continued to spread out.

Suddenly, a strong voice came from inside the Tiger Village, "Stop".

A pair of giant palms shot straight down towards Lin Yu, Lin Yu's broken sword reversed and struck out with a sword, and the pair of giant palms didn't seem to see Lin Yu's broken sword, and slapped it straight down.

With a loud bang, Lin Yu's figure took three steps back, and a tall man appeared in front of him, this big man was unusually majestic, and there was a scar on his face, which looked indescribably hideous and terrifying, Lin Yu looked like a child in front of him.

This person is the second master of Tiger Mountain, Jiang Huwei, and his murderous reputation is also thunderous within a radius of dozens of miles.

Jiang Huwei pulled his lips and smiled, the scars on his face writhed like earthworms, looking even more terrifying, "You kid is good, you can take my palm."

Lin Yu's face was also a little dignified, the person in front of him must be Jiang Huwei, the second leader of Tiger Mountain, after all, his scar is too conspicuous, and it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that this person is ruthless, kills people without blinking, and a pair of thunderbolt palms are domineering.

After today's fight, Lin Yu knew that he was indeed a man of no avail, and this person's pair of thunderbolt palms really lived up to his reputation.

However, Lin Yu still didn't speak, and those who were familiar with Lin Yu knew that when he didn't want to speak, no one could do it, even his master Qi Fengyun didn't move.

Although Lin Yu didn't speak, he didn't stay silent, he didn't break out in silence, he perished in silence, obviously Lin Yu chose the former.

The broken sword in his hand swung again, and one after another sword rays shrouded Jiang Huwei's body in eighteen big holes, as long as Jiang Huwei was hit by a sword, it was the end of death.

But obviously, Jiang Huwei is not a lamb to be slaughtered, not only is he not a lamb, but he is also a ferocious tiger.

Jiang Huwei's palms were not fast, but they were unusually strong and powerful, and the eighteen sword rays were all shrouded in his palms.

A cruel smile appeared on Jiang Huwei's face, his figure jumped up suddenly, and his palms went down to the top of Lin Yu's head, he leaped into his palm, he didn't know how many heads of rising stars in the rivers and lakes were broken, he seemed to have seen Lin Yu's head smashed by himself.

"Second brother be careful" A middle-aged man walked out of the Tiger Village, and before his words fell, his figure ran towards Jiang Huwei.

But he was fast, but Lin Yu's sword was wider, and Jiang Huwei still had that cruel smile on his face, but he seemed to see his body, saw his body fall, and then his world was over.

Lin Yu took out eighteen swords, but there was a hidden sword in it, in fact, he made nineteen swords, Jiang Huwei wanted to smash Lin Yu's head, but he didn't expect to be cut off by Lin Yu's sword.

Just when Jiang Huwei died, Lin Yu's figure retreated violently, and the light skill of the bright moon and clear wind was run to the extreme, and his figure instantly appeared dozens of zhang behind him.

The gate and house in front of him were shattered and collapsed, and a puff of smoke and dust erupted in the tiger village, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, Lin Yu suddenly found that he had retreated to the mountain gate.

And in the middle of the tiger village, there is a middle-aged man standing, the man has a white face and no beard, holding a long knife in his hand, there is a faint light flowing out of the long knife, at this time the sunset has been completely silent under the horizon, the sky is also dyed red by the sunset, and the long knife is actually reflected in the bright red.

Lin Yu looked at it, and the scene of the former being full of chaos was actually caused by this person's knife, and when he saw the long knife in his hand bright red, he couldn't help but think of a famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes.

Lin Yu gathered his mind, raised his broken sword and said, "I don't know how many more swords you can make."