Duan Wenjun's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the sword that was slashing towards him.
The moment the golden bandit rushed forward, he moved forward instead of retreating, and rushed forward almost close to the blade of the sword.
The next moment, he grabbed the golden bandit's arm, ran into his arms before he could react, and hit his chest with his shoulder.
The golden bandit Li Sandao failed with his sword, and he suddenly felt something bad in his heart.
However, the moves are old and cannot be changed at all.
Just when he was horrified, he felt a huge force hit his chest. His breathing suddenly seemed to have stopped, and his mind went blank.
He staggered a few steps, bumped into the golden bandit behind him, and knocked over several people in a row.
Immediately afterwards, a hand was placed on his arm, as if he was just gently pulled. His body spun around involuntarily, and then hit another person next to him hard.
On Shanfeng Mountain, Li Sandao's skills were very good.
Although his sword skills are the same as Cheng Yaojin's three-blade axe, and he only knows three swordsmanship.
But there are not many people on Shanfeng Mountain who can take on his three swords.
However, today, he was a little depressed.
Of his three swords, after the first one was dodged by the opponent, he could no longer make the second one.
What's more, although he felt that the man was always close to him, he still had no power to fight back.
It was as if he had become a puppet at the moment, at the mercy of others.
I wanted to use force, but as soon as I used force, it seemed as if it was removed by the opponent in an instant, and it had no effect at all.
In particular, he could clearly hear the abuse from the brothers around him.
Needless to say, I am afraid that I have become a weapon in the opponent's hands at this moment. If I return to Shanfeng Mountain, I will become the laughing stock of others for the rest of my life.
After stumbling, Li Sandao found that he had come to the vicinity of the corridor. He suddenly couldn't care anymore and hit his head against the pillar of the corridor.
His vision went dark, and he could no longer feel anything around him.
Duan Wenjun was stunned when he felt that the body of the golden bandit he was riding on suddenly softened.
Using Tai Chi's technique of moving a thousand pounds with four ounces, he always took advantage of Li Sandao's power and used it for his own purposes.
After a while, he seemed to have just figured out some tricks, which not only saved him effort, but also made him his human shield.
But he didn't expect that Li Sandao would actually knock him out.
Without his cooperation, Duan Wenjun was suddenly unable to perform well.
He grabbed Li Sandao's chest and pushed him toward the nearest gold bandit, knocking him to pieces.
Several gold bandits took advantage of this opportunity to bully him.
Several bright plain knives flashed with cold light, and they all came towards him to greet him.
Duan Wenjun did not dare to neglect and hurriedly retreated.
But he didn't expect that after dodging left and right, he would be forced to the steps.
As his feet became empty, his body lost his balance and fell backward.
A cold light flashed, and Duan Wenjun seemed to have felt the arrival of death.
In an instant, the surroundings became silent, and the air suddenly became cold.
However, the golden bandit's sword has not yet arrived.
Just when he thought he was certain to die, with a "dinging" sound, the weapons that the golden bandit called towards him were all knocked back by a long sword.
A fiery red figure fell from the eaves, as if falling from the sky, and stood in front of him. "Brother Duan, are you okay?"
Duan Wenjun originally thought that Yun Batian had arrived at this critical moment.
However, listening to the voice, it doesn't seem to be the case.
Yun Batian will definitely not call himself Brother Duan.
The figure of the woman in red flashed, and the long sword in her hand transformed into several sword flowers, repelling all the golden bandits who rushed up again.
At this time, Duan Wenjun got up from the ground in embarrassment. Looking at the figure fighting with the golden bandit in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The girl in red who fell from the sky turned out to be Lin Shuer, the daughter of the Lin family.
Isn't she in Duanjiabao? Why are you here?
Really, a sister Lin fell from the sky...
At this critical moment, he saved his life.
Lin Shuer is not only very skilled, but her moves are also very cunning and vicious.
Every time he uses his moves, although he doesn't stab people's vital points, he specifically targets the knee joints and shoulder joints.
Within a few rounds, several golden bandits were stabbed by her, and each one hugged their knees or shoulders and howled like ghosts.
Seeing that the golden bandit in front of her had no fighting power, Lin Shuer just jumped to Duan Wenjun's side and asked with concern, "Brother Duan, are you not injured?"
"Shu'er, I'm fine! Let's go and help the second young master and the others!" Duan Wenjun saw that Chai Jingyun was besieged by several gold bandits. The situation was very critical. He responded hurriedly, and even picked up the knives scattered by the gold bandits next to him and rushed over. .
However, with Lin Shuer here, there was nothing to do with him at all.
Lin Shuer landed next to Chai Jingyun in just a few ups and downs.
She kept sending the long sword in her hand, and the gold bandits were immediately hit one by one, making them cry for father and mother in pain.
Lin Shuer's participation suddenly turned the situation in the backyard around.
The little Taoist priest has already firmly suppressed Lou Loulou and the others, and it is only a matter of time before he wins.
However, when he heard the screams of the gold bandits and saw them rolling on the ground in pain, he suddenly felt a little timid.
Although Lou Loulou and the others are not as good as the little Taoist priest, their experience in on-the-spot fighting is much richer than that of the little Taoist priest.
At this moment, seeing that the little Taoist priest was distracted, he felt timid again. How could he miss such a good opportunity? He immediately accelerated his offensive, and actually the situation was evenly divided.
Especially, when Lin Shuer subdued Gongsun Ye with one sword, the little Taoist became even more panicked.
He tried to rescue him several times, but he was always entangled by Lou Loulou and others.
By the time Lin Shu'er joined the battle group, the little Taoist priest had almost no effective attacks, and even the defense seemed to be in a hurry.
When Lou Loulou's sword was placed on his neck, Lin Shu'er's sword was also pierced on his shoulder.
The long sword in the little Taoist priest's hand suddenly fell to the ground with a clang.
He bit his lip tightly, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, as if he was enduring great pain.
"Why don't you scream? If you scream like them, you won't be in so much pain!" Lin Shuer looked at the little Taoist priest in surprise and said, "Or, you can call my brother Duan to beg for mercy, and I will help you relieve the pain."
However, the little Taoist priest clenched his teeth and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he refused to say a word.
At this moment, the fighting outside had ended, and Mo Shoucheng and Zheng Zheshi walked in, holding down the injured old Taoist priest and Jiu-faced Xiao.
"Old Duan, are you okay?" Mo Shoucheng looked at Duan Wenjun nervously and said.
Seeing Duan Wenjun shake his head, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't expect just now that the Nine-faced Owl's martial arts were so powerful and that it took him so long to win.
He never expected that Duan Wenjun would rush in with Chai Jingyun and the others.
If Duan Wenjun has any shortcomings, how should he explain it to his master and Duan Daxiong?
