Han Tong did a somersault backwards, and he had already flown onto a big tree, squatted on the branch, stretched out his hand and pulled out two short knives from his back, and said to the other bandits: "Brothers, don't move, wait for me to meet him alone." The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Let him lose convincingly, so that he can give money!"

He kicked the branch with both legs, and killed Yang Xiong in the air, and the double knife slashed at Yang Xiong dozens of times in one breath like flowing water!

Yang Xiong was on the horse, and it was inconvenient to avoid it, so he had to block it with a sword. That Han Tong's knife technique was extremely fast, and Yang Xiong was clumsy for a while, looking very embarrassed.

Leng Biao in the carriage couldn't help but admire: "This thief's knife is fast, and his body is even more powerful!"

Wu Ming smiled: "But he's about to lose." ”

Lin Luo didn't know martial arts, so he could only watch the excitement.

At this time, Han Tong slashed dozens of knives in mid-air, used the old man in one breath, and was about to retreat with his strength after suddenly slashing a knife, Yang Xiong seized this flaw and suddenly attacked!

"Kill!" the long sword in Yang Xiong's hand stirred like an electric drill, smashing straight into Han Tong's chest.

"This is the heart-wrenching killing of my homeless sword technique of the Seven Killings. Wu Ming explained with a smile.

"My mother!" Han Tong in mid-air has exhausted his old strength, and his new power has not yet been born, so he can't avoid this trick.

Suddenly, a whisk of dust stretched out out of nowhere, pulling Han Tong back and narrowly avoiding Yang Xiong's killer sword move.

"Stand down, Tong'er, you are no match for him. ”

I saw a person floating in, this Taoist person had white hair, a withered face, holding a whisk of dust, but wearing a bright red Taoist robe, looking very evil.

"Give up all your possessions and spare your death. The red-robed Taoist smiled.

"Where did the demon Dao come from!" Yang Xiong was not afraid at all, jumped off the horse, and slashed at the left shoulder of the red-robed Taoist with a sword diagonally.

The red-robed Taoist laughed, swept the dust lightly, and had already swept Yang Xiong's sword away, only to see him pinch a sword trick in his right hand, and pointed forward: "Hurry!"

Uncle Fei in the carriage suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Not good!"

However, it was too late, at this time Yang Xiong was clutching his throat, his face was in disbelief, bright red gushing out from his hands, and he couldn't hold it anymore. Yang Xiong's throat was hit hard, but he couldn't make a sound when he wanted to speak, and he fell to the ground directly!

Wu Ming, who had been taking a long time, was also stunned at this time, and then said angrily: "Uncle Fei, avenge Uncle Yang!"

Fei Yang was already standing next to Yang Xiong's corpse at this time, and he looked down at Yang Xiong's wound, and his brows were slightly furrowed, because he didn't see what kind of blade Yang Xiong was killed by!

Wu Ming in the car said to Lin Luo: "There is no need to panic, Uncle Yang is just a martial artist who has just entered the eighth order. But Uncle Fei is different, Uncle Fei is already a martial artist at the peak of the ninth order!"

Before the words fell, Han Tong over there shouted: "It's better for you to put down your sword and kneel down and surrender!

"Monk!" all the people in the cavalry escort were a little frightened when they heard this. No matter how powerful a warrior is, he is just a mortal person, how can he win a monk?

"Monk, where are so many monks, how can a monk fall into the grass and become a thief?" Wu Ming sneered, he really didn't believe that this red-clothed Taoist was a monk, after all, the number of monks in this mortal world was too small, let alone a thief.

"Got it. Fei Yang didn't talk nonsense, his arms shook, and a pair of arm guards suddenly stretched out a few inches, covering the entire fist. The two fists smashed out like thunder, hitting the face and chest of the red-clothed Taoist.

This Fei Yang is a homeless guest, so he is not good at swordsmanship, and uses a set of extremely strong boxing techniques. The internal strength of the ninth-order martial artist is already at the peak level of the mortal world, even if it is a very ordinary fist technique, the power is extremely amazing, every punch is smashed, you can hear the momentum thumping, with that set of black arm guards that are not extraordinary, it has the power to open the stele and crack the stone.

The red-clothed Taoist seemed to know that this punch was powerful, and he didn't dare to collide with Fei Yang, relying on a false move with a dust whisk and wide robe and big sleeves to maneuver with him, seeing that he had fallen into a disadvantage, and he had no power to fight back, I was afraid that he would lose if he held on for a few more rounds.

Suddenly, the red-clothed Taoist robe waved, his right hand slanted up from under the ribs, pinched the sword trick and pointed at Fei Yang, and shouted: "Disease!"

I saw a blood shadow flash out of the sleeve of the red-clothed Taoist, and hit Fei Yang's front door, Fei Yang had already taken precautions, a pair of arms guards in front of him and clamped violently, only to hear a ding, a one-foot-long blood sword was narrowly caught by him, and the tip of the sword was only half an inch away from the throat.

Fei Yang was also shocked in his heart, this secret weapon came so fast!

The red-clothed Taoist hooked his fingers and shouted, "Collect!" The blade of the blood sword shook suddenly, and it flew back upside down with a whoosh, submerging into the sleeve robe of the red-clothed Taoist!

"Flying Beasts! This, this is a flying sword magic weapon! It turns out to be a monk!" Wu Ming in the carriage was very shocked, he had heard the power of the monk talk about it countless times from his elders.

No matter how powerful a ninth-order martial artist is, when he encounters a monk, he has no chance of winning. Not to mention that the true qi power of the monk is much stronger than the internal force of the martial artist, just this lightning flying sword magic weapon is not easy to deal with!

Lin Luo was also secretly surprised in his heart: This is a monk?

The red-clothed Taoist sneered and said, "Since you have seen the face of my blood sword, you have to leave it all today." "This Blood Sword Daoist originally wanted to concoct it in the same way and pierce Fei Yang's throat with a sword, but how did he expect that this ninth-order martial artist really had something extraordinary, and he actually blocked the sneak attack of his own killer flying sword.

This Blood Sword Daoist is not a real monk, he was originally only a seventh-order martial artist, and by chance he obtained a set of secret methods for refining the Blood Sword magic weapon, which needs to be guided by infant flesh and blood. This person has a vicious heart, and he really refined this blood sword magic weapon according to this secret method, but he was hunted down by the righteous people when the opportunity was revealed, so he fled thousands of miles and hid in this mountain to mingle with a group of bandits.

Now that this blood sword has been seen by so many people, if it spreads, I am afraid that it will provoke countless decent people to chase and kill, and now the only way to hide it is to kill all these people.

Fei Yang also secretly complained in his heart, although this Taoist has a flying sword magic weapon, but there is no monk's true qi emitted between his gestures, even if he is really a monk, I am afraid that the strength level is not very high, if he is alone, even if he can't defeat this person, he is 100% sure that he can escape. But now that you have to protect the safety of the young master, this problem is troublesome.

The bandit leader Han Tong seemed to see Fei Yang's distress, and shouted strangely: "Brothers, listen to the order, shoot this carriage with random arrows, and see how this great master can stop it!"

Fei Yang was shocked, retreated to the carriage in a flash, and said to the guards: "The time has come to serve the head of the family, you guys desperately cover the young master! rush out for me!

These homeless knights were also loyal and brave men, and although they were a little afraid of this monk, none of them fled alone, but obeyed the order to protect the carriage and rush out of the encirclement together.

"Give me arrows!" the bandit leader Han Tong gave an order, and the bandits brushed and released the arrows. It's just that these bandits are not skilled in bows and arrows, and they are not strong bows and arrows in their hands, so although it was a rain of arrows, these knights were all elites, and they waved their blades one by one and knocked out most of the arrows, and only a few people were unfortunately hit by arrows and fell off their horses.

The coachman who drove the car shouted as he urged his horses, "I can't get ahead of you!"

There is also a big rock on the road, although there are some gaps on both sides, but the width is only enough for one person to ride through, but this luxurious carriage is impassable!

Fei Yang shouted: "Don't slow down!

I saw him stride up the meteor, even faster than the galloping horses, and in a moment he had reached the boulder.

"Ahh He took a step forward suddenly, and actually stepped out of the pit on the ground, and his right fist wearing an arm guard slowly smashed out.

Lin Luo only felt that there seemed to be a phantom in front of him, and Fei Yang seemed to slowly make a punch, and then seemed to blast out dozens of punches at once, and dozens of fist shadows suddenly merged into one, turning into a huge fist shadow and bombarding the middle of the boulder!

"Break it for me!" Fei Yang shouted angrily, his fist passed through the stone, and the entire boulder fell apart and exploded with a bang!

Fei Yang's right hand slowly drooped, and the arm guard in his hand had also broken and fallen inch by inch, leaving bright red along the arm, the power of this punch had exceeded the limit that his body could bear, and this arm seemed to be useless.

Sou!

Before Fei Yang could breathe, a blood shadow had already struck him! That Blood Sword Daoist actually took this opportunity to sneak attack!