When everyone in the Wen family's convoy saw this scene, they were all shocked. The Black Tiger Dart Bureau is also one of the best dart games in Shangyuan City, and the horse dart head is a good hand in the game, and it is also a second-rate good hand on the rivers and lakes.

Unexpectedly, such a good hand would be killed in a single face, and he died so tragically.

Just when the six gods of Wenjin were gone, Xiao Ziyang jumped up from behind him and blocked in front of the black-faced bandit who was blatantly murderous.

The black-faced bandit glanced at Xiao Ziyang, who suddenly jumped up, without a trace of expression on his face, he raised his hand, picked up another board axe, and cut it down towards Xiao Ziyang's head.

Xiao Ziyang pulled out the thick-backed knife behind his back with his backhand, and the horizontal knife slashed towards the plate axe. Many of the handlebars behind him turned their heads in horror, and they couldn't bear to see him fall like a dart.

There was another loud bang, but the result was completely different, the thick-backed knife not only held the plate axe, but also swung the plate axe upward, and the fierce black-faced bandit staggered under his feet, and took a few steps back before standing firmly.

There was a burst of cheers behind Xiao Ziyang, but his face was even more solemn.

Although the black-faced thief was not as strong as him, he also had more than seven or eight thousand catties of strength between his arms, far exceeding the limit that the world's top foreign kung fu could reach.

If such a person is put in the army, he must be a peerless general.

The black-faced thief was shocked back by Xiao Ziyang's sword, and he didn't show any expression, he stabilized his body, and raised his double axe with a blank face and pressed towards Xiao Ziyang's head.

He had already exchanged a move with his opponent, Xiao Ziyang was still willing to compete with him stupidly, and when the opponent's double axe was less than a foot away from the top of his head, he saw him slip a step sideways, turned around, left the opponent's double axe shroud, and came to his side.

Xiao Ziyang had already seen that although this man had great strength, his moves were simple and clumsy. With a flick of his wrist, the long knife swept diagonally, the tip of the knife lightning slashing across his opponent's neck.

A fishy stream of purple-black blood gushed out of the man's neck.

Xiao Ziyang seriously injured his opponent with a knife, but his face became even more ugly. He shot with all his strength, and was about to cut off the opponent's head, but after slashing the opponent, he found that his body was like a thousand-year-old black dragon wood, extremely tough, and he couldn't do his best with this knife with all his strength, only cut an inch-deep cut in the opponent's neck.

The black-faced thief slashed through the air with an axe, making the force too violent, and staggered forward before he withdrew his double axe, he turned around and double-axed, ignoring the blood gushing out of his neck, and pounced towards Xiao Ziyang again with a wooden face.

This person's fearlessness made everyone in the team change color in unison, but Xiao Ziyang was not surprised.

He stabbed his long knife with lightning bolts, the tip of which slammed into the face of his opponent's axe, which lay across his chest. His point seems not surprising, but it is a unique move in Yanbo swordsmanship, and his power is extremely great.

The long knife was pointed at the axe, and the black-faced thief was hit by the knife and flew sideways, flying two feet away before falling to the ground.

As soon as he turned over and got up, he pounced on Xiao Ziyang again, at this time, the purple-black blood on his neck had gradually stopped gushing, he only pounced two steps, and then he stumbled, fell to the ground, and couldn't get up again.

Seeing that his companion was killed, the remaining black-faced bandits surrounded Xiao Ziyang with a blank face. Everyone in the convoy suddenly woke up from the brief surprise, and they couldn't help but be shocked and retreated.

At this time, Xiao Ziyang suddenly spoke: "Wen Jin, you take everyone to give up the goods and leave first, and I will block these people." ”

Wen Jin didn't say anything, and said, "Wu Daxia, take care." "Wave your hand and let everyone go first.

The convoy rushed away as if it were an amnesty.

More than a dozen black-faced thieves turned a blind eye to the departure of Wen Jin and the others, and came towards Xiao Ziyang one after another.

In fact, although these black-faced bandits are extremely powerful and covered in copper skin and iron bones, their moves are simple and their body skills are clumsy, and Xiao Ziyang does not pay attention to them.

But these bandits exuded a dark aura that made him faintly familiar, which made him have some speculations about the origin of these bandits, which made him dare not kill the killer.

Xiao Ziyang fought and retreated, fighting with the bandits.

When the convoy was far away, he suddenly unfolded his body, crossed the black-faced bandits who were besieging him, rushed to the group of ordinary bandits who were surrounded by the black-faced bandits just now, stretched out his hand to grab a person, and walked away, and in a moment he got into the mountain forest.

After chasing Xiao Ziyang, the black-faced bandits turned their heads and escorted the group of thieves with disappointed and even desperate faces to leave slowly.

Xiao Ziyang didn't go far, he spied on the bandits in the mountains and forests to leave.

When the bandit was gone, he turned around, and the bandit he had captured from the group of thieves was looking at him with a worried expression.

Xiao Ziyang asked, "Who are those black-faced bandits, and who are you?" ”

The bandit stammered a little when he first spoke, but after a moment he gradually spoke, "That'...... Those people...... They are the largest cottage in Shangling Mountain, the people of Motianzhai, the small is the people of Yukou Village, this morning, these people suddenly broke into our cottage, want us to merge into Motianzhai, our boss did not agree, they were killed by these people, they killed many brothers who resisted, and escorted us to Motianzhai. Swordsman...... The small falling grass is also forced by the situation, and it is a way to beg the hero to let go of the small......"

Xiao Ziyang waved his hand, interrupted him, and said, "If you answer my question honestly, I naturally won't kill you." Let me ask you, do you know the origin of this skyscraper village, and how can these black-faced bandits be so powerful?"

"The small one doesn't know what to do, the owner of Li Dazhai in this skyscraper village was originally the leader of the Green Forest Alliance elected by our eight cottage associations in Shangling Mountain, and several cottages have many contacts, and we have also partnered to do several big deals. However, since more than a year ago, Motianzhai has broken off contact with other cottages, our boss has sent people to investigate, but many brothers have been broken, only two clever luck escaped back, they said, Motianzhai people seem to have become that look like no one or ghost. ”

Speaking of this, he swallowed his saliva and continued: "Later, several cottages came together to find Motianzhai and wanted to ask what was going on, but they were killed by those black-faced guys. After seeing the power of the black-faced people, our owner of the village was worried for a while, and then saw that these people just shrank in the cottage and never left the cottage, so he gradually felt at ease. But today, for some reason, they actually killed our Yukou Village. ”

After listening to this person's story, Xiao Ziyang was silent and analyzed it carefully.

At this time, the thief spoke again: "It seems that among the black-faced people just now...... There seems to be someone I know, but...... I'm not sure ......."

"Oh, tell me about it. ”

"That person's appearance is very similar to a small boss of the skyscraper village who used to do business with us, this person's appearance is very distinctive, very easy to recognize, but now his face is purple and black, and his martial arts are more than ten times higher than then, I am really not sure if he is ......."

Xiao Ziyang asked him again about the location of the Ferris Village and the details of the village, and said to him: "Very good, what you said is very useful to me. Let's go. ”

The thief was overjoyed when he heard this, kowtowed to Xiao Ziyang, got up, turned around and ran.