The yellow sand is all over the road, and the snow is dotted in it, and there are many things like golden and white osmanthus. Unfortunately, the broken snow does not look like floating flowers, and the yellow sand is even more difficult to resemble the flying flowers of the osmanthus tree, but it is always unsatisfactory.
However, outsiders here would not care whether the yellow sand, heavy snow, and flying flowers are different, so it is still the same busy scene. Even those who have nothing to do, most of them huddled next to the fire and chatted for a few words, feeling extremely sleepy.
No one seemed to have remembered that a man was driving out just now, or they had already regarded that man as a dead person in their hearts.
The horse's hooves galloped and headed straight towards the direction of the red flag. In just two or three cups of tea, the bandit led by the second master had already stopped the man's carriage. There were dozens of bandits, and they were all full of fierce horses. Although they were reined in He held the reins, but the horse's hooves still stirred up waves of yellow sand and smoke.
"Second Master, you really can't blame us for the meat that was delivered to you. Why don't you get the money and bury the bones on the spot? There won't be any clues about it." The man holding the knife in his backhand approached the leader. In front of his eyes, he straightened the cloth around the handle of the knife, and his expression was invisible, but his words were very cruel, "Even if I know that the second master is worried, I'm afraid this brother doesn't know in his heart. Ri has already been suffocating unbearably, and no matter what, he has to get some blood on his knife before he can survive. Besides, that old guy has clearly raised a red flag, so maybe this person is the one we are looking for."
The leading man frowned and immediately relaxed, "Well, let's take action quickly to avoid causing trouble. There is no need to spend too much time with this person, and it would be a good idea to alleviate the murderous intention in his heart."
But as for where this man came from, Lu Zhao didn't worry about it. With his own eyesight, he could clearly see clearly from such a distance. The man clearly didn't carry a sword, and the car tent was even more dilapidated. After looking at it a few times, he saw He was not dressed like a high-ranking disciple, but rather like an incompetent man who was so poor that he had no choice but to go out and travel around the world. For many years, he had been living outside the customs and had seen many such destitute people. In the end, even if he did not die under the swords and hooves of the bandits, he was He wanted to use up all his remaining wealth and freeze to death in the biting cold wind.
The masked man nodded, smiled ferociously at the person behind him and shouted, "I haven't used the knife on my waist for a long time. Now that I'm the second master, how can I not obey it? But the ugly words are ahead. It's time to use the knife later. Don't use too much force, at least give me a place to strike." As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight cavalrymen rushed forward, holding the long swords they had already pulled out in their hands, urging their horses to leap up, and ran straight towards a few The dilapidated chariot tent ten feet away was shining coldly with its sword.
The man driving the cart seemed to be still a little dazed and unable to dodge, but he quickly tightened the reins, staggered away from the seven or eight riding bandits, and jammed the axle into the low mountain rocks. The horses neighed, and almost destroyed the entire dilapidated carriage tent. Although they were smashed and scattered, luckily they were not killed by the knife. They fell down from the taxi tent and were covered in dust.
"This boy's luck is not bad. It's a pity that he can't hide too much. The next time he draws the sword, it will be less than an arm or a foot. I'm afraid these boys are too murderous and will die with one strike. Later, it will be my turn to draw the sword. That's boring." The masked thief laughed, rubbed the knife in his hand across the sole of his boot, exhaled two long white breaths, and looked at the man who fell from the taxi tent with a ferocious expression.
The man fell down and quickly stood up and patted the dust and snow all over his body. He spat out two mouthfuls of gravel. He turned around and saw the seven or eight riding bandits turning their horses and raising their bright long swords. They were only a dozen steps away and whistled. , urging the horse forward again.
Lu Zhao's expression suddenly changed.
The gray-faced man was not in a hurry. He walked slowly to the car tent and picked up a long gun. There was no fancy gun stand, but he held the tail of the gun with two fingers and raised the whole gun horizontally. The tail of the gun was level, and he stood on his own without any movement.
It's usually very difficult to tell the depth of a man's gun moves and the intensity of each move. And just looking at the man's current gun stand, there is nothing surprising. But it is his ability to twist the tail of the gun with two fingers that is the most shocking. , one needs to be a man of great physical strength and proficient in the power of a spear to be so brisk. There is a saying in the world that it takes one year to practice swordsmanship and ten years to practice swordsmanship, but few people know that it is followed by a sentence of one hundred years of swordsmanship training. Although it may not be reasonable, if the spearmanship is successful, it is best to rush into the battle.
In just a moment, the long knife in the hand of the bandit in front of him was already approaching, and the man just held the gun with one hand, twisted his shoulder slightly, and drew the tip of the gun in a very short arc, which happened to fall on the former He raised his head, then withdrew the gun, turned around, and swiped it towards the cliff beside him. The tip of the gun vibrated, and penetrated into the eye socket of the horse under the seat, bringing out a bright red blood flower. Immediately, the gunfire trembled again, and he actually withdrew the entire big gun into his arms, gently raised his toes and kicked it to the end of the gun, penetrated the two people on the horse, then took the two handles of the gun, and suddenly jabbed it into the yellow sand under his feet, his body was in disarray. move.
The force of this spear was too fierce and extremely fast. It killed two people in an instant. The bones on one person's face were almost shattered by the gun head, while the other person was already beaten. The exhausted horse fell down and did not get up for a long time.
No need for Lu Zhao to speak, but the masked man on the side also knew that he was in trouble. He lifted up the black cloth covering his face and whistled suddenly. Dozens of riders around him did not hesitate at all and rushed towards the man holding two spears. The man ran away, raised the knife in his hand, and chopped off his head.
There are certainly very skilled people in the rivers and lakes. Even outside the borders here, there are still people who can single-handedly eliminate two or three bandits in a short period of time. But without exception, they were all submerged under the awn of the horse's hoof knife. They were either trampled to pieces by the horse's hoof, or chopped into minced meat by dozens of bright long knives. Even the Jianghu people who usually thought that their skills were not bad, most of them were also injured. It is difficult to compete with such a large number of bandits and horse thieves, and death by the sword is always a common occurrence.
The man has a messy short beard on his face, and his white shirt looks khaki and rather slovenly. But now he has two big guns standing in front of him, and his aura is straightened up.
"I haven't found you yet, but you have already come to look for me. It saves you countless troubles. Since people in the world are generous, how can I, a junior like me, hide my clumsiness?"
Two spear points, iron chains across the river.
The area within ten steps in front of the chariot tent was like a chasm. No matter how people roared, horses neighed, and swords flashed, no one came close. The horse's feet were blown to pieces and its head was heaving. It was clearly just two ordinary guns. Now, Before blocking the car tent, he could not bully his body, but dozens of riders fell down one after another, splashing countless floating sand.
The two big black guns were stained with blood, and now sixty-seven percent more blood seeped out from the blood grooves along the blades of the guns, throwing out thin traces of blood and splashing on the snow.
In less than half a stick of incense, corpses were already piled up in front of the man. On the rock that was as high as one person, two people were stabbed in the chest with a big gun. The head of the gun was firmly embedded in the rock, and blood was flowing. It fell several feet, but the gun barrel was still vibrating.
There were dozens of riders in one group, but only two or three were lying on the ground alive. However, they were clearly seriously injured. Although they were groaning, they were no longer strong enough to deal with the unknown man in front of them.
The latter's breath was also uneven, and he slowly pulled out a gun from the rock. With a slight shake, blood was splashed.
"You can only break through the realm of life and death. It's still just a hair's breadth right now, which is quite a pity." The man wiped off the blood on his face and wiped off his sleeves. He raised his eyes and looked at the knights in the distance. He grinned and said, "That's right. The Xu Jinyu you are looking for, but unfortunately, I am not that mediocre rattlesnake seed, on the contrary, it is very powerful."
Lu Zhao's expression at this moment was no longer as calm as before, but seeing that his subordinates were all killed by this man's spear blows as sharp as the wind and rain, he did not urge his horse forward at this moment.
Xu Jin's Jade Spear Road is a large opening and a closing, but there is a strong sense of cruelty in it. The strength of the gun is extremely strong when the gun is collapsed, and the more corpses are lying on the ground, the faster the gun moves are. It can still be seen clearly in the previous season. , by the end of the fight, the man had moved his gun as he wanted, and only a few shadows were rising and falling. It was Lu Zhao who had been outside the pass for many years and had encountered many troublesome people in the world, but no one could compare with him.
The masked man's eyes were red. Before Lu Zhao could say anything to stop him, he had already tightened his grip on the horse's belly, stood up more than ten feet, held his sword behind his back, and headed straight for Xu Jin's Yumian Gate. When the breath calmed down, a bright sword light exploded.
From the beginning to the end, Xu Jinyu never dodges the knife in the palm of the bandit's hand. It's not because he is too powerful, but because he deliberately sharpens his courage. He really hopes that through this life and death situation, he can once again improve his stagnant spear skills.
When going down the mountain, the old monk had left a number with this unnamed disciple. If he wanted to walk through the Dragon Gate, he had to sacrifice his life first. After all, Xu Jinyu didn't understand the meaning of the Dragon Gate, but he only knew the meaning of the word "sacrifice", so he gave his son to his wife. Arrangements were made properly, and the latter continued to curse dozens of extremely unpleasant market slang, but finally ignored it.
When you are in the world of martial arts, you should keep a thousand miles in mind.
Ma Si drank two jugs of wine in front of his tomb, but they still haven't melted.
But now Xu Jinyu lowered his figure, gripped the blade of the gun tightly, and escaped from where the masked man sat down on the horse's hooves. In a moment, he was behind the horse, and when he turned around, the head of the gun was poked out.
It was also through the chest, but this time it was from the back of the heart, and the front chest was poked out, until the masked man fell down on the horse, as if ink dots seeped into the rice paper, the blood was dizzy, but the tip of the gun was It's as clean as ever.
The skill of the masked man is clearly higher than that of the thieves just now. At least in terms of the sword movement of his hand, he is extremely fast, much better than the others just now. However, he has forgotten the concept of shortcomings and dangers. Although he is proficient in swordsmanship, In front of a person who is skilled in spear shooting, it is like a door wide open, and all the body and back are delivered to Xu Jinyu's eyes, and they are intertwined, and the corpse is lying on the ground.
Just now it was bustling with people and horses.
Nowadays, it is deserted and deserted, except for the sound of the butt of a gun poking the ground.
