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"Why are you going?" asked Zheng Bin, the patrol chief, embarrassed and annoyed.

"You're not an opponent," Nanjian said as he walked, "I'm not going to fight you!"

When Zheng Bin heard this, he was so angry that he shouted, raised his knife, threw off his arms and chased after him, "You dog, you dare to humiliate this official!" He said, "Today, I have to fight with you!"

The sound of the knife came, Nan Jian's body shook, and the opponent's knife slid against his right shoulder, but at this time, he suddenly grabbed the back of the opponent's knife with his left hand.

No matter how hard Zheng Bin used all his strength, he didn't want to pull it out, as if it had been cast by pig iron, but Nan Jian still didn't look back, but his right foot was gently lifted and bounced back. Immediately, Zheng Bin, the patrol chief, was unsteady on his feet, and retreated seven or eight steps in a row, and finally, with a muffled snort, he fell to the ground with a butt on his face, and his blood was surging!

It seems that although this kick did not kill him, it also hurt his vitality greatly! For a while, he didn't even want to get up. Because the place where he sat was another slope on the side of the road, his body was sliding, and at this time, Nan Jian didn't look at it, so he threw the bronze knife he grabbed behind him.

But seeing that the copper knife spun quickly in the air a few times, and finally grabbed it, it was nailed to the crotch of Zheng Bin, the patrol chief, about two inches, and the knife edge was still towards his crotch.

This time, white sweat broke out on his originally pale face. He hurriedly propped his body with both palms to prevent his body from continuing to slide down the slope, otherwise, his lifeline would be cut by the sharp knife in front of him that was nailed to the ground like a barb!

"Hurry up and get me up!" he shouted desperately to the sergeants.

At this time, there were less than five sergeants who were really unscathed, and when they saw the patrol commander shouting, they hurriedly surrounded him.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Zheng Bin, the patrol chief, shouted repeatedly, "My hands are almost unable to hold on!"

But at that time, due to the darkness of the night, several sergeants did not discover this subtlety! They rushed over in a hurry, and together they lifted his shoulder, which just made the crotch of Zheng Bin, the commander of the patrol, drag it towards the sharp blade! This drag, immediately and completely solved the root of his life!

"Ahh

At this time, the sergeants looked down and saw that there was a knife stuck in his crotch at an oblique angle.

"Oh my God!" a sergeant blurted out in horror, "why didn't you just say a word, there is a knife on the ******!

At this time, Nan Jian had already walked into the forest.

But at this moment, there was a rush of horses' hooves from the drums behind him, and the sergeants looked back and shouted in surprise:

"General, look, isn't that the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, Mo Commander, brought people here!"

However, Zheng Bin, the commander of the patrol, was already dying, and he shouted weakly:

"Tell Commander Mo quickly, don't let the thieves escape!"

Therefore, a sergeant greeted him with enthusiasm, waving a steel knife and shouting:

"Commander Mo, the thief Taoist ran into the forest!"

Before he could finish speaking, there were four sounds of breaking the air, and I saw four people on four horses galloping towards him, like four arrows from Lixuan, into the woods in front of him.

Mo Gongtian is known to be notorious in the Dali area, and the locals all know that his tiger fist is fierce and powerful, and he has nothing to do with murder; therefore, both the underworld and the white road call him "the black tiger digging out the heart"! Because ferocity and insidiousness are one of his characteristic hole cards, and he has the obscene power to make people talk about the tiger!

And the three masters he looked for in the army were also very terrifying, and they had a tendency to follow the wolf and eat the tiger, and they were all killer-level figures; the first was called Yu Ying, who had practiced a hand of eagle claw skills, which could pierce armor and break walls, and was sharp; the second was called Tu Qiang, who sucked blood and grinded his teeth, and the blood droplets in his hands cut off people's heads. It is said that the head of the person he fancied was like a thing in people's pockets, and he took it at will; the third one was called Deng Youwei, this person's soul snatcher dart, the ghost was afraid of the gods, and he was known to wear Yang Zhi in a hundred steps.

Just now, they heard a report from the sergeant, saying that Zheng Bin, the commander of the patrol, led the soldiers to meet a difficult fortune teller on the way to search Fang Zhifeng. The more than 20 heavily armed soldiers he brought with him could not hold him, so Mo Gongtian, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, rushed over with these three first-class assistants.

At this time, the grove was quiet, dark, and cold, but there were four murderous men in front of them blocking the way, and although it was impossible to see their figures, the eerie murderous aura that burst out of them made the trees and the grass with dew around them tremble slightly.

And Nan Jian also knew that the opponent he met this time was very terrible and could not be sloppy, so he reached into the cloth bag on his back and grabbed ten of the hexagrams inside.

"Sir, it's our turn to tell your fortune tonight!" Suddenly, Mo Gongtian, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, said coldly.

"Okay!" Nan Jian also said coldly, "How do you count!"

"Let me do the math for you first," Suddenly, Tu Qiang, who was holding a drop of blood on the other side, said gloomily, "Look at how long it will take for your head to hit the ground!"

As he spoke, there was a loud bang! A straw hat was also as black as a salad, and the salad salad spun at high speed, flying towards Nanjian; seeing this, Nanjian bent down, and immediately, the bag behind him jumped up!

Hearing this, Tu Qiang burst into ecstasy, just like a hunter hearing that the trap he had set up had successfully made the sound of capturing his prey, "Hit!" he said, and at the same time pulled hard, and the blood droplets immediately returned the way they came.

However, when he opened the drops of blood, there was a click, and what fell to the ground was not a human head, but one of the cloth bags on the other person's back, and from there, the salad salad fell out of the Tao Te Ching, the Seven Treasures of Fortune Telling, and some severed hexagram chips.

Suddenly, Deng Youwei next to him laughed, "Brother, the night is too dark, you can't see the blood droplets clearly, and you have salvaged some garbage!"

"Damn!" Tu Qiang cried out in frustration, "I didn't hit my head until I wrangled the blade of my blood drops! ”

"Don't laugh!" Immediately, Mo Gongtian, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, shouted, "Deng Youwei, it's your turn!"

"Order!" As soon as the words came out, the dart in his hand was already shooting out.

His darts are very strange, as long as the target moves, the slightest wind stirs up, and the next two darts will follow the target, and if one of the three darts hits, even an elephant will inevitably die on the spot. Because, the dart head is coated with poison, and when you see the blood sealing your throat, you will immediately lose your breath!

However, three darts were issued, and Nanjian still did not fall, but two of them had been caught by him, half of the cloth bag hanging on his chest, and one dart was taken by him. Now, like twisting a flower, he twisted the dart with the feathered letter.

Looking at the other person, "Can I give you your dart back?" he asked.

"Jokes, my own darts, do whatever I want," the other party sneered, and said disdainfully, "If you want to send it, you can take it if you want to, how can you not catch it!"

"Look at the dart" Nanjian shouted, but did not send a dart, and when the other party responded to the sound and pounced, he threw the dart in his hand, and with a beep, it was nailed to Deng Youwei's wrist

"Ah!" Deng Youwei screamed miserably and immediately threw himself to the ground.

Seeing this, Mo Gongtian, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, roared, "Take your life!" and was about to pounce forward. But suddenly I heard a boom, a boom, a torrential rain like a sound came to my face.

The three of them couldn't dodge, and they were all nailed all over their bodies by the hexagram thrown by Nanjian! Among them, the boots of Mo Gongtian, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, were nailed through and stuck on the ground; Yu Ying's arm was nailed to a tree, and Tu Qiang's inner thigh and palm were nailed together.

Don't even think about moving, but Nan Jian walked over, patted Mo Gongtian, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, on the shoulder and said:

"If you are lucky enough to not encounter a beast tonight, then when dawn comes, there will be a cow herder to save you, but if you are unlucky, there is no way!"

As he spoke, he walked out of the woods without looking back.