A few young people didn't know that a disaster was approaching, but they were still fighting for a chance of survival.
"Qian Yong."
As soon as Zhang Yuling opened his mouth, the young man beside him knew his intention.
The two men roared at the same time and stepped forward. Zhang Yuling's inner energy surged and gathered in his fists, and the gold and silver lights alternated with terrifying force.
Even though the young man had been injured one after another, the bandit had long lost any intention of looking down upon him.
Although the other person is not bad, he is still far behind.
The long knife in the bandit's hand hummed in a low voice, followed by a loud roar of "Slay the Dragon!"
The name of the sword technique is not ordinary, and the momentum is even more extraordinary.
The long knife kept trembling, tracing mysterious trajectories in the air, and finally landed on Zhang Yuling's fist.
There was no scene where Dao Gang and internal strength were fading away like ice and snow.
The internal energy in Zhang Yuling's fists was like a sea of clouds rolling over one another.
Just when Yiran thought that Zhang Yuling was going to use the sneak attack he used when intercepting to stun the bandit, he didn't expect that the inner energy of the fifth punch would explode.
But according to Yiran's perception, Zhang Yuling could clearly display the Nine Layers!
And without exerting the power of the Nine Layers, Zhang Yuling was clearly no match for the bandit in this confrontation!
Just as Yiran thought, Zhang Yuling's body was slashed away by the sword the moment Wu Die's fist strength was exhausted.
Zhang Yuling sprinkled a mouthful of blood in the air, and the gold and silver lights on his body overlapped with light and dark.
At this moment, Qian Yong seemed to have anticipated this scene, and moved to his original position the moment Zhang Yuling flew out.
The inner strength flowed between his arms, and he withstood the remaining power of the sword.
When Zhang Yuling's body flew out but the aura on his body did not decline much, Yiran understood his intention.
At first, the bandit who killed Zhang Yuling was still complaining about how such a vulnerable guy could seriously injure his accomplices.
But when he saw the direction in which the young man flew backwards, his heart trembled. While he understood the young man's intention, he also understood that it was too late to alert his accomplices.
Zhao Menghan didn't show any panic when she saw Zhang Yuling flying in. Thousands of black hairs were flying in the ice and snow.
"Ice prison"!
After a loud shout, all the ice and snow scattered on the ground began to riot.
Countless ice spikes condensed on the ground, stabbing at the bandits in the ice prison from all directions at the same time like barbs.
The bandit no longer dared to hold back, his inner energy surged out, melting the strange ice and snow covering his body, and when he swung his long knife, it shot out and shattered the ice prison.
At this time, the attack of "Ice Prison" has also arrived, and endless barbs continue to bombard the body guard.
The internal energy fluctuates continuously, and the ice spikes continue to break, and then merge into new ice spikes after falling to the ground.
It can be said that if the several young people present face bandits who are not much different from their own cultivation level, everyone can fight one against several. Unfortunately, the cultivation level of these bandits is a big level higher than them.
Under the ruthless attack of the ice spikes, the bandit was unable to swing his long knife, and could only rely on his body to resist the magic.
The bandit's face was ugly and his internal energy was exhausted. However, Zhao Menghan's face became even paler. The magic of Ice Prison was already the strongest attack she could perform, which was also her trump card.
She did not use this trick directly when the blizzard was restraining the bandit, because she knew that even if she used the ice prison, it would be difficult to seriously injure or even kill the bandit.
But looking at Zhang Yuling flying over at this moment, she knew that the opportunity had come.
No monk can use up all his internal energy in one breath, so when a monk takes a breath, his internal energy will stagnate for a moment.
What Zhao Menghan wanted to do was to let the bandits use up all the money in one go when Zhang Yuling arrived, so that Zhang Yuling could seize that momentary opportunity.
It was obvious that they already had full confidence in this exquisite coordination.
When the last ice spike shattered, Zhao Menghan took two weak steps back, staggering and almost falling.
The golden light on his body was extremely dim. He covered his mouth with his hands and coughed, his hands full of blood.
It's just that Zhang Yuling fell behind the bandit at this time. How could he let go of such an opportunity that Zhao Menghan created for him?
The inner energy of gold and silver flows between the fists, imprinted on the bandit's vest like the tip of a spear.
Nine punches in one moment are called Die Lang.
The bandit's vest dented directly, and then protruded in front of his chest. All the internal organs in his body were displaced, and many broken bones penetrated into his heart.
The bandit looked down at the bulge in his chest and knew that his death was coming.
He never imagined that he would die in the hands of a group of young people with only fourth-level cultivation today. He took one last look at the long knife in his hand.
There seemed to be reluctance in his heart, and he seemed to be reflecting on the past. There was no wailing or regret. The bandit's mood did not fluctuate at all. He turned around and slashed at Zhang Yuling.
The sword was extremely frightening and unimaginably sharp. The bandit himself did not expect to unleash the most powerful sword in his life before he died.
Zhang Yuling didn't expect that the bandit could make another slash under such circumstances, so he quickly put his arms in front of him, and the gold and silver inner energy condensed into a shield where the arms were crossed.
On top of the inner energy, the swords and swords began to destroy each other and dissipated into the invisible.
But the sharpness of this knife was beyond Zhang Yuling's imagination and beyond his ability to bear.
The shield condensed by the inner energy was not broken, but the sword had penetrated the inner energy and struck Zhang Yuling's arms.
Zhang Yuling roared angrily, and the internal energy that had been cut away gathered towards the crack, trying to destroy Dao Gang, but Dao Gang still cut Zhang Yuling's arm with a wound that was deep enough to show the bone.
At the same time, the whole person flew out again. Even if he clenched his teeth, there was still blood spurting out of his mouth.
The bandit looked at the young man who was chopped off and smiled, as if he was remembering the days when he was not a bandit.
At that time, he was also high-spirited and had brothers who grew up together and went on adventures together. However, those brothers died one after another at the hands of the hawks and dogs of the clan children they met during their training.
Only then did he realize that the world was unfair. Resources were always controlled by those wealthy clans. Not only did they want to plunder the resources accumulated by ordinary monks who were struggling to survive.
They don't care at all about the lives of those people with no background, they only kill people to seize the space ring for their own selfish desires.
What makes people even more dissatisfied is that even if the young man from a wealthy family is not talented enough, he is not strong enough, and they still have hawks and dogs that are constantly dying.
It is because of this kind of worldliness that after the last brother died in the battle for resources, he degenerated into a bandit.
He didn't kill the plainly dressed civilians, but only the rich and luxurious princes. Even if he degenerated into a bandit, he didn't have any regrets or reflections in his heart.
Even though he eventually died at the hands of the wealthy prince, he did not feel unwilling to do so.
Before closing his eyes, he looked at the last and most peak Dao Gang in his life, cutting back dozens of feet of this young man who had repeatedly suffered minor injuries to his opponent in exchange for serious injuries, and finally showed a smile.
"Brothers, I can only do so much to help you with your grudges in this life. My old brother will come down to accompany you soon."
No one knows the bitter life of this bandit, why he became a bandit, or why he showed that innocent smile before his death.
The smile seemed to be filled with relief.
It's just that no one here cares about his past. Those bitter past events are just his business, but the number of young Junyan who died at his hands is already unknown.
How many families in the world hate these elusive bandits?
In the final analysis, this is a grudge that will never be settled.
The path of spiritual practice is always to step on the bones of others, seeking the chance to cross the dragon gate, and whoever stands in his way will die.
If his brother becomes an obstacle for him to get the opportunity, will the long knife in his hand cut him off hard, even more ruthlessly than the current knife?
The bandit finally closed his eyes, but the body holding the long knife in his hand still did not fall.
Zhang Yuling was pushed back by this sword and pushed towards the only living bandit again. The silver inner energy in his body could still be maintained with difficulty, but the golden light had dimmed to the extreme.
After Zhang Yuling stopped retreating, Zhao Danya also spat out a large mouthful of blood, and her expression was not much better than that of Zhao Menghan next to her.
The moment Zhao Danya vomited blood, Qian Yong's aura suddenly fluctuated, and the bandits immediately seized the opportunity.
"Slay the dragon"!
The long sword fell like lightning, with a powerful force that could not be stopped by all the troops, making the opponents feel their incomparable insignificance under the endless blade.
But Qian Yong knew it was hard, gritted his teeth and faced it, his arms pumping with energy, hoping to continue to block the bandit's blow.
The golden light on his body flickered, and Qian Yong's strength was not at its peak. Under this blow, his inner energy was directly scattered, and the long knife fell on Qian Yong's shoulder.
Just as the bandit was grinning ferociously, trying to cut off half of Qian Yong's body and dismember him, a hand stretched out and rested on the handle of the knife.
The long knife could not penetrate more than an inch into the flesh. As soon as it touched the bone, it was blocked and it was difficult to fall.
The visitor kicked the robber in the abdomen and kicked him dozens of feet away, leaving the five young men present with a slender back.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Yi Ran?
Zhang Yuling, who was a few feet away, and Qian Yong beside him, stared intently at this young man who came from nowhere, and felt lucky to survive the disaster.
Zhang Yuling struggled to get up, her body still shaking due to the injury, and shouted with almost all her strength: "Young hero, run quickly, there are six people behind you, they will be here soon, I only hope you can bring these two sisters with you Get out of danger.”
"Brother Zhang, Danya will never leave you." A cry immediately became uncontrollable.
"Zhao Menghan will not abandon his friends and run away alone!" The voice was extremely cold, but the words he spoke made everyone feel warm in their hearts.
"Young hero, take them away quickly! Otherwise it will be too late."
Only then did Yiran turn around, letting the others see the face that was much younger than theirs, and said faintly: "It's too late, they are already here."
The tone was private and sad, seeming to be a complaint that they had lost their chance to escape.
"Then young hero, don't worry about us escaping alone. Don't bother young hero anymore."
At this moment, a low and cold voice came from not far away:
"I wanted to play with you slowly, but I didn't expect that you chicks would peck your eyes in return. Now that you have taken action, there is no way you can leave alive."
For a while, the wind blew the leaves without falling, and only the sound of whimpering wandered through the forest.
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