Although the bandits were ferocious, they were still shocked by the violent force of the young man in front of them. What's more, in the eyes of everyone, with Dian Qing's body, he took a sword and fell to his knees on the ground. There was no movement anymore. The bandits looked at him again. The young man's heart was already trembling a little, and now that the third master was restrained, even if there were a few people who raised their swords and were eager to try, they were inevitably a little fierce and did not dare to come near.
And the young man just squatted there, looking at the third master who had his legs cut off with a smile, and asked again, "I want to ask you if it tastes good, and I want to give you a pleasantries."
But the Third Master, who was chopped to the ground, looked at the young man with a sinister look, "I said it tasted terrible."
He dropped his arm in response.
The young man seemed not to move at all.
"That's not right, why don't you say it again?"
The young man has a delicate appearance and seems to have not yet reached the prime of life, but now he is ruthless and fierce, but he can use his eyes to move like thunder.
He casually kicked down the third master, and the young man continued to squat on the ground, and spoke as if he was chatting, "Everyone is willing to go and have a look at the world of martial arts. Come to think of it, go back twenty years, and my brother is also a young man who has just come out of the martial arts world and is very high-spirited." Lang, it doesn’t matter if you are forced to make a living or if you are resigned to your own decline, why do you want to bully the people for a living?”
"To put it simply, the reckless man just now can shoot a strong bow with a flick of his shoulders. Even if he goes to the army, he is still a malleable talent. How can he return to his hometown in glory after more than ten years? Why bother to rob and kill innocent people?"
The young man's face was still smiling, he looked around and said loudly, "Since they are all from the common people, why do they do this?"
The third leader of the rogue bandits lay on the ground. After hearing what the young man said, he ignored the blood dripping from his body and laughed wildly, "Jianghu? If Jianghu is so easy to mess around with, I still don't need to make a living like this. You are blessed with a life like yours. Blessed by fate, I and these poor brothers have no ability and no strong family resources. They only eat with their hands. In such a land with poor mountains and rivers where there is no land, who can support them? Being a bandit, at least Yepan I have lived with many women from good families, killed many people and made a lot of money, but to me, the world is nothing more than that."
"You are still young and have never drank two kilograms of bitter wind and rain in the world. Are you qualified to comment on what Dian Master has done?"
Yun Zhong never thought that the bandit in front of him could actually say such words. He was a little stunned and frowned, "It's not possible to do this." But the third master was already dead.
The bandits were furious, and more than a dozen horsemen rushed up the mountain. They leaned forward and slashed at the young man with a knife. However, before the blade reached the young man, the meager sword energy surrounding the young man had already penetrated from the waist and abdomen to the back of the heart, piercing flowers and attracting butterflies. , there is no trace of fireworks yet.
A group of bandits rushed forward, all with ferocious faces.
The third master's reputation among this group of bandits has always been good. Although the season for robbing villages and towns is particularly ruthless, he has always been lenient in dividing the spoils among his bandits and rewarded them based on their merits. Therefore, many bandits suddenly grasped the knives in their hands when they saw the men die. Hold tight, step forward.
Yunzhong remained silent.
Perhaps from the perspective of the third master and a group of bandits, there was nothing wrong with robbing the people, it was just to make a living, but from Yunzhong's point of view, Jianghu should not be like this.
The young man looked alone at the hundreds of bandits in front of him, sighed deeply, turned around, walked back to the gourd's mouth, and suddenly drew his sword.
The towering rocks on both sides of Hulukou collapsed, and rocks as tall as a person were piled up at the pass.
At this moment, the eight hundred old soldiers had already crossed the top of the mountain. Jia He looked up and saw that someone was destroying the boulders of the pass with a sword in the gourd mouth. He was very angry and said, "Which bad guy who doesn't have eyesight can do good things? I want to see what he is doing." The disciples of the Immortal Family over there want to block the road right in front of them, what a bad luck!" Immediately, he ordered a group of soldiers to hurry down the mountain.
As for the escort team on the way, Jiahe had no intention of paying attention to it. He hastily ordered the soldiers to throw two bags of herbs and lead the troops down the mountain.
"Which mountain did that kid come from? If you mess up the big task of suppressing bandits, let alone you are a disciple of the Immortal family, even if the Immortal comes in person, you will still have to be punished." Jia He was angry. He had originally inquired about the escorts today. The team came and planned to carry out a bird attack. Unexpectedly, the kid in front of him spoiled his plan. He immediately became angry and sat up straight on his horse and shouted.
Yun Zhong put away his sword and bowed calmly, "Young man came from Nangong Mountain and traveled in the mountains. This time I traveled with the escort team to supplement the family income. I don't know if I can give you any advice."
Jiahe's lean face immediately collapsed.
Compared with the other countries, the number of the Yizhang Xian family is not large, but only the Nangongshan family is treated with courtesy even by Emperor Quan. Not long ago, the imperial court dispatched a group of elite five-scale soldiers, who were in the imperial city. Jia He naturally knew that based on this alone, Nangong Mountain was not someone he could afford to offend, so he immediately dismounted his horse and said with a smile, "It's easy to talk, but I didn't know that it was a disciple of Nangong Mountain who came here, so I was anxious for a moment." , it’s quite abrupt, please don’t take it off.”
Many of the old soldiers frowned and took a deep look at Mr. Jia, who had just taken over the West County Army Corps.
Master Lin entrusted this man to command the army. He probably made a drunken mistake and gave the random explanation. Judging from Jia He's current behavior, he is clearly a dandy transferred from the imperial city. I'm afraid he never thought about it at all. They have to do something big, so most of them are a little depressed.
"If you want to suppress the bandits, why don't you go quickly?" Yun Zhong always spoke calmly, "I don't want to take action anymore. If you are blocked by rocks, just use another sword. As for how you want to suppress the bandits, that is your business." Alright." He then drew out his sword, swept away the rocks, clasped his fists in salute, and left on his own.
It wasn't until Yunzhong left that Jiahe's expression calmed down, and he felt a little frightened.
The four disciples of Nangong Mountain actually had this kind of temperament and cultivation. It seemed that what Lin Pixiu said before was indeed true.
Whether the whole territory of Yizhang can withstand the means of the immortal families of other countries during the war depends on Nangong Mountain.
"Old soldier of Xijun, listen to the order." Jia He recovered his thoughts, got on his horse, and showed a hint of ruthlessness, "Kill them all with one blow, and leave no one behind."
Two days later, Lin Pixiu was drinking tea at the governor's house. When he was upset by the bitter tea from West County, he received a letter.
There were twelve strongholds of big and small bandits on the North Road of Xijun. All the bandits were killed. Except for the families and children in the strongholds, no one was left alive. A total of fifty thieves were killed, and twenty-three outposts of big and small strongholds were burned down. Corpses were everywhere.
Lin Pixiu had been in the imperial city for a long time and was used to Emperor Quan's thunderous tactics. When he saw this letter, he was frightened. The white porcelain teacup in his hand hit the ground, splashing countless porcelain shards.
After a long time, Lin Pixiu smiled bitterly and sat down on the wicker chair, "Brother Jia, if you don't move, the mountain will collapse, but this move is too much."
As soon as the line landed, Lin Pixiu turned around to watch, and in a flash, tens of thousands of silk ribbons fell down, causing a sudden rain like a tidal wave. It is the most unbearable hot season in summer, and the rain is pouring this time, which is cool and gloomy.
"The weather has changed in West County," Lin Pixiu walked to the eaves, looked at the rain, and reached out to catch the cold rain. "It can't be said to be a bad thing."
