The bandit leaders talked, and the drunken monk and the swordsman leaned together, hurrying to breathe. Seeing that the robber leaders' thoughts finally reached their own, the two of them both smiled happily.

"Wine monk, wine monk, let's have a big time now!" The swordsman touched his knife and laughed loudly.

"Good, good, you like to play, let's just have enough fun at once!" A half-drunk monk tightened the straw rope around his waist with his hand.

"Ambush on all sides!" the boss named Wuyang waved his hand and began to give orders.

The robbers surrounding a drunken monk and a swordsman quickly gave way and retreated, retreated to the back, and surrounded Shi Ya's cart and sedan chair. Shi Ya and the others didn't dare to act rashly, they just stood around the sedan chair and the cart, and the robbers surrounding them didn't make a move this time, but just surrounded Shi Ya and them in the middle.

The cavalry of the bandits began to rush towards a drunken monk and a swordman from the place where the robbers had previously left behind, and the infantry also led their generals in all directions. The half-drunk monk and the swordsman glanced at each other and rushed in both directions at the same time.

Soon, the robber cavalry came to the front of the swordsman and the drunken monk, and the horses galloped and the spears pierced. The swordsman sprang into the air first, and the swordsman removed his hat, revealing his long hair. The swordsman threw his hat forward, and the hat spun, smashing several figures in front of the swordsman off his horse and flying away.

The cavalry rushing towards a sword was dense, and the figure flew out and crashed into the others. At this moment, several people fell from their horses and were trampled into pulp by those galloping war horses. The horses without their masters were still galloping towards the swordsman, and the swordsman tapped lightly and jumped up, and the horses could not stop their galloping steps, so they scurried under his feet and crashed into the horses that were chasing behind him.

The war horse neighed, the figure flew wildly, and after the horse ran past, it knocked down several war horses, and immediately the figures flew away, and the slow reaction was also knocked to the ground, and was also trampled into a pile of meat by the horse's hooves. The quick reaction quickly got up on the horse and jumped backwards to dodge.

On the swordsman's side, it became a mess.

Looking at the drunken half-monk again, I saw that he staggered, squeezed in from the spears of several people, pulled a cavalryman from his lap, and fell into the pile of people behind, smashing over a bunch of people. Without looking at the whereabouts of the man, a drunken monk grabbed the horse's head with both hands, and just picked it up in all directions. Flesh and blood splashed, the wailing of war horses, and the screams of the crowd were mixed together, and a large blank area suddenly blanked in front of the eyes of the drunken and half-monk, and his eyes were full of broken corpses.

At this time, a half-drunk monk only had a horse's head left in his hand, and the horse's head was drenched with blood, and all the parts except his neck were smashed away under the turn. The robbers were stunned by this, and nervously held the weapons in their hands and stared at the half-drunk monk.

"Amitabha, the demons are dancing wildly, how can you tell me that the Buddha does not kill the precepts?" A drunken half-monk held a horse's head in one hand and touched his bald head with the other, and stood in front of him.

"Okay, you cruel wine monk, ruthless enough!" the swordsman stood on a war horse, shook his long hair, and carried a long knife on his shoulder, the blade dancing slightly.

"You're not bad, clean and neat!" replied the half-wine monk lightly, and a solemnity welled up on his face.

"Brothers, don't be afraid of them, no matter how powerful they are, there are only two of them, but we have thousands of troops, even if we stand there and let him be killed one by one, it will be enough to exhaust him!" The voice of the boss named Wuyang echoed over the heads of the robbers.

When the robbers heard the encouragement of the Wuyang boss, their morale was greatly boosted, and they covered up and killed them together. A drunken monk smashed the horse's head in his hand, but before the horse's head reached the middle of the robbers, the man had already pounced on the other side.

The swordsman also moved, brandishing his long knife and slashing several spears in front of him, and the long knife then swept away, blood splattered, and these people were immediately split in half by him, and he also brandished the long knife and rushed into the crowd.

A drunken and half-monk swayed his drunken steps in the crowd, looking for an opportunity to strike at any time, and from time to time he pulled the cavalry off his horse and threw it around, and the robbers could not catch him, but from time to time he had to be careful that he suddenly shook over and grabbed him, and threw it around as a cannonball.

The swordsman's long knife didn't know how many people had been split in half, his moves were simple but practical, without a trace of flashiness, without a trace of superfluity, and he rushed through the crowd like that. The knife spike fluttered, and it was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

I looked down on these two men in the sky, although these two men were strong, but I don't know how they could face these thousands of troops? These bandits were well-trained, fearless of death, constantly surrounding, constantly replenishing, and surrounded a drunken monk and a swordsman in three layers and three layers outside. A lot of people couldn't rush in, and they were going around outside.

Shi Ya and the others were surrounded outside, they didn't know how to deal with it, they just guarded the things behind them, their eyes were firmly fixed on the robbers in front of them, and the shouts of killing outside made them even more nervous, and their expressions were strict.

A drunken half-monk and the swordsman were killing in the crowd, and there were corpses lying around them, but the robbers were not at all timid, constantly replenishing and renewing, the spears of the cavalry were stabbing in the air, and the galloping war horses were constantly rushing towards them.

The drunken monk and the swordsman had come together again, and they looked at each other, pulled up from the air, and tried to get out of the air.

"Heaven and earth!" Boss Wuyang has been paying attention to the battle situation outside, and he was overjoyed to see his brothers gradually forcing the two masters together, this will see that the two masters want to break through from the air, and quickly give the order to command.

Several figures scurried up in the air, and several large nets were scattered from the air at the same time, heading towards a drunken monk and a swordsman. A wine and a half-monk clenched his fists into his hands, rushed towards the middle of the big net, and smashed it with both fists when he got close to the big net, but the big net was not stressed at all, and his internal force was transmitted to the net, like a mud cow into the sea, and disappeared.

"Look at me!" the swordsman brandished his long knife and slashed into the middle of the net, but the net did not move.

"Boss Wuyang, your move is really a must-have against the world's martial arts masters!" The boss called Xiaoying was also watching the battle from a distance, paying attention to the dynamics of the battlefield at any time.

"It's not easy for me to get this big net! Brothers, they can't resist anymore and are ready to run away! Brothers, work harder, take them down in one fell swoop, chop them up as scum, and avenge our dead brothers!" replied Wuyang.

A drunken monk and a swordman tried to find the robbers who were pulling the net, but the robbers rushed to them, surrounded them in the middle, and stabbed their horses with their guns. A drunken monk and a swordsman want to break through, there is a big net in the air, and the underground is surrounded by layers. The swordsman and the half-drunken monk fought hard among the robbers, but they had lost their former strength. The robbers kept squeezing in, and they were about to force a half-drunk monk and a swordsman together.

A drunken monk suddenly roared, jumped in the air, kicked around with all his might, and kicked all the nearby robbers off his horse. As if sensing the inner thoughts of a half-drunk monk, the swordsman also exerted his might, the blade was raised flat, the internal force surged, and he struggled to the surroundings, and all the people around him were cut in half.

The war horse, which had no master, turned backwards and galloped wildly under the shock of the two of them, and ran into a large number of robbers. The robbers were shocked by the threat of the drunken monk and the swordman, and the robbers kept their distance around them, hesitating to rush in front of the drunken monk and the swordman again.

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