After the ax came out, the old woodcutter picked up the hatchet and axe, stood up slowly, walked around the tiger head stone that was all cut off and was five or six feet square, looked sideways to the east, and curled his lips. , "It's not difficult to calculate the depth of that kid from Nangong Mountain with that treasure, but without his true identity, he just wants to use these goods from all over the world to stir up the mud. After all, he is a bit contemptuous. The old Taoist is as careful as his hair. , how can we let the boy from Nangong Mountain live and die? Although I don’t know how Wu boy offended the people in the Mimen, but since grandpa was born, there are thousands of causes and effects, he can bear it and break it. "
"It's a pity that there is no Hutou Mountain in the Loess River." The old woodcutter put away his sarcastic expression, rubbed the edge of the ax with his old fingers, and shook his head: "There have always been many swordsmen in the world. It makes sense. The Light Flying Sword is a sect. The ability to bluff people, when used, makes him look more charming and suave, which is really good."
Then he strode towards Yizhang.
Although it is said that there is no horse, I believe that the horse can be reined.
An ax and a hatchet can travel thousands of miles, that's all.
The yellow sand road is filled with thousands of miles of strong wind.
The swordsman was leaning under the earth wall, handing half a bag of water to the woman beside him, licking the corners of his dry lips, and whispered, "I have more than a bag of water left, take a few sips to moisten your throat, and wait until When the wind and sand dissipate, we still have to fight to the death. If we are exhausted due to thirst later, we will have to die in this broken world."
"The baby hasn't been born yet, it's a big loss."
In the wind and sand, there were horse hooves trampling wildly, and there were shouts and shouts. Needless to say, it was known that there was a group of horse thieves who were robbing houses in the southwest of Qiling, and they specialized in burning, killing, and plundering horse thieves. Now that they were blocked by the wind and sand, the two people under the wall were able to escape. A moment of respite.
But even at this critical moment, Tang Bufeng still did not forget to take advantage of the woman verbally, and smiled brightly.
It seems that the head of the Ruan family and Madman Tang were in bad luck. Ever since they left Wulingpo and headed to Qiling in the northeast, nothing good seemed to have happened to them. First, he was stuck in the forest due to continuous snowstorms. He finally survived the late winter, passed the peaceful birthday, and then passed the season of the ancient ruins. He happened to run into this gang of horse thieves who were out to rob at the beginning of spring.
Tang Bufeng's temperament was naturally upright. Not to mention that the group of horse thieves wanted to use these two people's sacrificial knives. Just because of the bad reputation of the horse thieves, they naturally did not want to dodge. Furthermore, even if they were concerned about Ruan Qiubai's safety, they should not do it. They were causing trouble, but the group of horse thieves had already shown their murderous intent, and it was useless to hide. They simply raised their swords and rushed into the formation. They used the swords in two or three moves and chopped off four or five heads before leading the Ruan family leader away in style. go.
But this group of horse thieves who have been running around in the old country for many years have such a strong foundation. Since they suffered a big loss at the hands of Tang Bufeng, they must make amends.
He had always been a group of people robbing houses, so there was no reason to ask others to kill many brothers in front of them, but he didn't dare to respond, so he turned around and ordered two or three hundred men and horses, and headed straight in the direction of the two of them.
Although Tang Bufeng and Ruan Qiubai were highly skilled, they could not withstand hundreds of ruthless horse thieves who were very familiar with the terrain of the ancient country's old site. Not to mention that there were also a group of thieves carrying arrows and feathers, with superb shooting skills and left-hand punches. Under the right thrust, he was actually trapped in the boundary of this old ancient country ruins, and it was difficult to break out of the encirclement. Even Tang Bufeng's superb skills were defeated three or five times by the horse thieves who were skilled in bow and horse. During this time, several more pieces of blood appeared.
Hearing Tang Bufeng's words, Ruan Qiubai was helpless. Since he followed this young swordsman out of Mocheng, no matter what situation he was in, the former could always tease him with disapproval, either asking when the marriage would be consummated, or paying for it. He brought out a pot of wine and asked Madam if she wanted to have a drink. She was very happy.
But he didn't expect that in this life-and-death moment, Tang Bufeng would still look like a rogue, even worse than usual.
Ruan Qiubai took the water bag, took a sip and said, "Young Master Tang, we are facing a formidable enemy. If you don't say a few words, you won't be able to hold it in even if you think about it."
Tang Bufeng shrugged, "If you can't hold it back to death, you will definitely not be able to hold it back to death. But to say that we are facing a powerful enemy is an exaggeration. When I went into the mountains alone, the situation was a bit more dangerous than today. Such dangerous situations I've been through it all, how can I capsize in the gutter?" Perhaps the shrug caused the injury on his shoulder. The young swordsman frowned, tightened his mouth, and said no more. He just turned his head and rested his head on the woman. On my shoulders, I slowly closed my eyes.
"Let your husband rest."
Regardless of whether the woman next to him is willing or not, he leans loosely on her shoulder and makes no movement.
The head of the Ruan family was already depressed. He was about to reach out and push this rude disciple away, but he accidentally saw the injury on Tang Bufeng's waist. It was obvious that the skin and flesh were turned up, and the gurgling blood caused the yellow sand to stagnate and condense into a layer of blood. Tuan, for no reason, felt soft-hearted.
This kind of injury is enough to cause heart-wrenching pain.
Along the way, Ruan Qiubai was unwilling to be touched by this frivolous swordsman. At this moment, the hand hanging in the air could no longer move even an inch.
The woman's body was not injured at all, but the man's body was riddled with wounds and his clothes were soaked in blood.
Seeing that Tang Bufeng seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, Ruan Qiubai took off the water bag from the former's waist with a gentle movement. His hand was very heavy. It seemed that it was full of clear water, but when he shook it again, there was nothing but the sound of quicksand.
Under the earth wall, the wind and sand gradually stopped, leaving only a young swordsman.
Outside the old site, a group of horse thieves kept beating the horses, but the horses could not stop slowly retreating and neighing.
There were more than twenty riders in the field, and all of them died.
Either their necks were broken, or their heads were smashed by strong palm force. Even many horses were knocked over by the bloody woman in the field, and they neighed for a long time before dying.
The horse thief's horse has seen many ruthless scenes, but the murderous aura of the woman in front of him actually makes these horses that have been killed by their masters for many years frightened. The horse thief did not hesitate to cut the tip of the rear tail with the knife in his hand. He also didn't dare to take another step forward.
Although gentle strength is better than being continuous, if it is exerted with full force and penetrates the whole body, it can break bones and tendons.
Although the punch is soft, it cannot be flat.
Seeing that all the horse thieves were standing still, the woman in the field made progress. She approached a horseman in an instant, suddenly thrust out her palms, and hit the horse's belly hard. In two breaths, she lifted the head of the strong horse. After pushing out for more than five steps, he knocked heavily on the earth pillar beside him. If he takes a closer step and gently pushes his palm, the thief's lower jaw will be lifted up by the force of the palm.
The ape in the mountain holds the seal.
The sound of bones breaking was clear and exciting.
The woman lifted up a burst of sand and gravel on her toes before killing one person. Then she used the strength of her palms to move her body again, raising her palms slightly to force another thief outside her side.
Although the man reacted very quickly and before the wind of his palm could reach him, he had already slashed the woman in the face with his sword. However, the woman stepped forward and stepped on the horse's head with one foot. He raised the top of his shoulder to the five fingers holding the sword, shaking off the sword's light. He put a palm on the thief's shoulder, held up the horse's mane with his left hand, tore the man off his horse, and threw the man into the dirt. Then he held the long knife in his back and pierced the man's heart with one knife, nailing him to death in the sand.
She is so fast and her moves are fierce, and she does not look like a weak woman who has just entered the world.
The rest of the horse thieves were in confusion, but after all they had been on the run for a long time. Not long after, thirty or fifty arrows arrived, and among the remaining wind and sand, the only sound was the sound of bowstrings exploding.
But the woman in the scene smiled sadly, stood up, and stopped trying to hide.
Cultivation does not happen overnight. Although the inner energy cultivated over the past few years is still quite deep, it is far from reaching the level of breaking through. Today's battle has already exhausted all the energy and fuel.
"Probably this is no longer a debt to Young Master Tang." The woman slowly closed her eyes as she watched the rain of arrows coming.
"If you really die here, Master Ruan will owe me a child." The sound of swords and arrows was clanging. "If I die, I will really not be able to pay it back. Is it possible to ask that maid Zhu Ling to give me a baby to make up for the shortfall?"
The woman opened her eyes, saw the bloody swordsman, and smiled bitterly, "Young Master Tang, really think I want to marry you?"
The swordsman sheathed his sword and said with a smile, "Whether I want to get married or not has half a penny to do with whether I want to get married or not?"
"You don't want to marry, but I do."
The swordsman drew his sword again and shouted at the horse thieves.
"How dare you fucking bully my wife?"
