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"Let's take a break."
Taixuan Mountain, on the mountain road below Wild Dog Peak.
Tang Hu got off his horse and sat down against a nearby tree stump. He took out a wine bag from his arms and drank heavily.
Seeing the leader's behavior, the four or five men in black around him naturally reined in their horses.
They dismounted and planted their torches on the ground around them.
As they sat around, they complained: "These beasts can run pretty well!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Hu turned his head and looked at the group of crow slaves who were squatting on the ground with their heads lowered and looking terrified. He seemed to feel his gaze. Their faces suddenly turned pale and their bodies were trembling faintly.
Tang Hu seemed to like this scene very much. He continued to look at the group of crow slaves with unbridled eyes.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a woman in the crowd. She was holding a child in her arms. Under her tattered clothes, a large area of snow-white skin was exposed. Her eyebrows were delicate and delicate. Although there were traces of years of hardening, she still had a somewhat charming aura. .
Probably because of drinking, Tang Hu felt hot in his heart. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he threw the wine bag in his hand to his companions. He stood up and walked towards the place where the crow slaves were.
The companions around him obviously knew his temperament. They looked at each other at this moment, with meaningful smiles on their faces.
Tang Hu approached step by step.
His face, which was dissatisfied with sarcoma, looked like an evil ghost under the firelight, and was as ferocious and terrifying.
The crow slaves looked up at him nervously, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, but they couldn't muster the slightest courage to escape.
He came to the woman. The woman seemed to realize what was going to happen next. She hugged her child tightly and begged: "Don't... don't..."
But Tang Hu didn't care about her pleading. He stretched out his hand towards the woman, grabbed her neck, and dragged her body out of the crow slave.
She struggled hard and kept slapping Tang Hu's hands with both hands, but her resistance seemed weak and pale. She was inevitably dragged out of the crowd and was thrown heavily to the ground by Tang Hu.
The woman was knocked dizzy. When she came to her senses, the man in front of her had already reached out to unbutton her pants.
She suddenly turned pale, stood up and was about to run away.
"mother!"
But at this moment, a childish cry made the woman's movement to stand up stall.
She looked sideways and saw a man in black holding her daughter in his arms at some point, holding a short knife on the child's neck.
Men are sneering, children are crying.
Tang Hu in front of him stopped what he was doing and stared down at her.
It's like a wild animal staring at its prey.
The woman's body trembled, but she soon understood her situation.
At that moment, it was as if her soul had been taken away from her. The light in her eyes receded like a tide, and there was no longer any life left in her eyes.
She slumped back to the ground and slowly lay down.
A smile appeared on Tang Hu's lips.
She is a very knowledgeable woman.
He said secretly in his heart, and immediately his eyes were fiery, like a vicious wolf about to pounce on the woman.
call out.
A sharp sound suddenly sounded.
It was a stone that cut through the night and extinguished a torch inserted into the ground.
The mountain road is a bit darker.
Tang Hu was stunned and stopped what he was doing. The companions around him also realized that something was wrong and got up one after another.
call out!
call out!
At this moment, several more sharp sounds came.
Several stones flew in one after another, and the torches stuck on the ground were extinguished.
There was a sudden darkness on the mountain road.
"Who dares to attack Ghost Crow Village!" Tang Hu took out the long knife from behind and held it in his hand, looking around with alert eyes.
The companions around him also looked alert and solemn.
The forest was silent, no sound was heard, and no one responded to his question.
rustle!
Suddenly, a gust of night wind came, making the forest rustle.
The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be swept away by the night wind, moving slowly and covering up the crescent moon.
When the last ray of moonlight was blocked, the mountain road suddenly became dark.
And at this moment, a cold light suddenly jumped from the grass in the distance and rushed towards here.
"Be careful!" Tang Hu yelled alertly.
As soon as the voice fell, there was a muffled groan from behind, accompanied by the sound of a body falling to the ground heavily.
Tang Hu's heart tightened and he looked back, only to see a cold light approaching him.
His pupils suddenly dilated, and he raised his knife to block it.
But the other party seemed to have anticipated his intention, and the cold light in his hand turned into a thorn.
The cold light passed by, and there was a chill on his arm. When he came to his senses, the clothes on his arm were still cut open, and there was a blood mark on the skin underneath.
The opponent obviously came with the intention of taking his life. The cold light in his hand kept attacking. The moment he cut his arm, he turned around and stabbed his chest again.
It’s a tough one!
Tang Hu secretly thought in his heart, not daring to be careless.
His mind sank, the energy in his body surged, and the spiritual power in his Dantian was stimulated by it, shaking his whole body.
Reiatsu body protection!
That is an ability unique to warriors in the Third Realm of the Spiritual Mansion Realm.
This spiritual pressure spread out, and the cold light in the man's hand was shocked by the spiritual pressure, and the offensive obviously stalled.
He seemed to be afraid, and he suddenly took a few steps back.
At the same time, the night wind picked up again, the mountains and forests rustled, and the dark clouds covering the crescent moon on the dome were blown away by the night wind.
The cold moonlight shone down, and the scene on the mountain road was no longer submerged in darkness.
Tang Hu finally saw clearly the appearance of the visitor.
It was a man, who looked young. He was dressed in black, with a handkerchief embroidered with peach blossoms on his face, covering his nose and mouth. The only exposed eyes had a cold and cold light, almost ghostly rather than alive. people.
He held a half-broken sword in his hand, and the blood on the sword was still dripping.
Tang Hu had never seen such an opponent before. He looked at the opponent carefully. Through the gap where the opponent was standing, he could see clearly that behind the opponent, his companion who was holding the little girl had fallen to the ground. There was no sound, only the little girl, who seemed not to understand what happened, was standing there, trembling uncontrollably.
"Who are you?"
"We have no grievances, so why do we kill?"
Tang Hu clenched the knife in his hand and asked in a low voice at that time.
At the same time, the remaining companions also had a tacit understanding and slowly gathered around from all sides.
"We are from Guiyanzhai. There is nothing in Taixuan Mountain that we, Guiyanzhai, cannot do or kill."
"What happened today may be a misunderstanding. If you don't want to cause trouble, you'd better leave now. I'll pretend nothing happened."
Tang Hu naturally saw that the man in front of him was definitely not attacking them on a whim, and his persuasion would have no effect.
He just wanted to use this to delay the weird guy in front of him and buy time for his companions to get into position.
The other party didn't seem to notice his intention. He looked at Tang Hu and opened his mouth.
"There was only a misunderstanding between us."
"that is……"
"As jackals, you are born in human form."
The man said this with a hoarse voice, like the muffled sound of an old door shaking when it was blown by the night wind.
Tang Hu frowned, very angry at the other party's humiliation. In addition, several companions were already in place at this moment, so he no longer hesitated and shouted: "Do it!"
As soon as he said this, the four people around him suddenly rushed forward with swords in their hands, encircling and suppressing them from all sides, blocking the opponent's way of advance and retreat.
But when the masked man faced such a predicament, he showed no sign of fear. His figure remained motionless until four long knives shining with faint light were in front of him.
Killing intent suddenly appeared in his cold eyes.
The broken sword in his hand trembled at that moment.
"Broken array - a critical moment!"
He spoke softly, holding the broken sword in his hand across his chest and colliding with two long knives coming from the front. At this moment, his other hand stretched out and flicked the sword body.
The sword trembled violently, and a huge force poured out from the sword, flowing towards the two people holding the sword.
Their faces turned pale, and they took a few steps back involuntarily.
But the masked man was not willing to let them go. He leaned forward, put his other hand behind his back, and took out another broken sword.
It was a broken sword with a slightly weird shape. The sword body showed a weird bend that was not seen in ordinary swords. It had the four characters "Spring is not late" engraved on it.
"Spring is never too late - the wild geese are coming back." This is what he said.
The broken sword was thrown out of his hand at this moment. The blade of the broken sword rotated and drew a strange arc in the air, heading towards the retreating two people. The cold sword edge cut open the two people like a ghost. The person's neck, then spun back into his hand.
At the same time, the two long knives behind him also struck at this moment.
But the masked man didn't show any signs of panic. He put Chun Buwan behind his back and held Po Zhenzi in his backhand.
He turned around and collided with the incoming long knife.
He raised the sword and shook the long knife to one side, just in time to collide with another incoming long knife.
The three swords collided together.
There was a stalemate for a while.
But this stalemate only lasted for a breath.
A cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the hand that was holding the sword suddenly let go.
The blade of the sword turned on the long knife, and his other hand grasped the hilt of the sword. He moved his arm forward, and the broken sword moved forward against the blade.
The harsh sound of metal and stone colliding, accompanied by the tail of fire, was pulled out from the blade.
The next moment, the broken sword reached the thief's neck close to the blade.
The thief looked horrified and subconsciously asked for help, but there was no mercy in the eyes of the man holding the sword. The blade of the sword scratched and blood gushed out from the thief's neck.
The words hanging in the thief's throat were forever drowned in the night along with the blood.
At the same time, he turned around, as if he had already anticipated the attack path of the person behind him, and easily avoided the long knife that was coming, and with one finger of the broken sword, he stabbed into the opponent's chest.
The man seemed not to have expected that everything would happen so suddenly. His pupils dilated and he looked in disbelief at the broken sword that had pierced his chest.
However, the vitality was withdrawn at this moment as the blood overflowed, and fear filled his eyes. But the next moment, his body lost strength as the broken sword was pulled out, and he fell heavily.
After doing this, the masked man shook the sword lightly, and the blood on the sword shook off, revealing a snow-white cold light.
He turned to look at Tang Hu, who had already killed all his companions before he could attack him with the knife, and there was a dim light in his narrowed eyes.
He said.
"It's your turn."
