The punch failed, and the young man, like him, retreated to the rear intact.
Yang Long, the head of Chihuo Village, was stunned and looked at the young face in disbelief.
However, at this moment, Yang Long couldn't help but think about this.
Facing the seemingly normal young man, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the long knife inserted in his abdomen, then directly placed his backhand on the palm of his hand and rushed towards Shen Xiu.
At this time, Yang Jinhong had already charged in. He thought that although the young man resisted Yang Long's blow, he must not be his opponent, so he suddenly shouted!
"Your opponent is me!"
The figure suddenly swelled in size, golden light shone, and blasted towards the door in front of Yang Long. He opened the empty door, embracing a fierce and unafraid of death style.
The fist wind was powerful and roaring.
Yang Long couldn't ignore it, so he immediately turned around with his knife and started to slash at Yang Jinhong's fist.
At this time, I saw the big boss, who was at a disadvantage under the siege of two people, and the surrounding Red Fire Bandits.
At this time, several leaders quickly gathered around him under the shouts of shouts, holding a big sword in their hands, and ran into the field with murderous intent.
"Boy, get rid of them first!"
These attacks were harmless to him, but they interfered with his concentration. Yang Jinhong shouted at Shen Xiu.
Seeing that Hall Master Yang can still resist at this moment.
Seeing this, Chen Xiu nodded, and immediately used the knife as a sword, directly stabbing into the chest of a red fire thief who was slashing at Yang Jinhong.
Then he quickly drew the knife and wiped it from his throat.
The red fire thief stopped immediately and covered his throat that was constantly spitting out blood arrows. He wanted to speak but couldn't say anything.
A red fire thief fell, and another tattooed man rushed from the steps of the big house in the village without fear of death.
The tattooed man is thin, but his every move contains powerful power, like a man-eating tiger.
A wide stone staircase led down to Shen Xiu's position. Tattoo yelled and jumped down, rushing towards Shen Xiu with fierce movements.
The distance of several feet was just a breath at his speed.
Shen Xiu held the knife and concentrated, and the rhythm of the tattoo's shouting movements and the flexing and stretching of the muscles immediately appeared in his mind.
When he arrived, Tattoo yelled loudly.
It was really like a tiger hunting for prey, pounced on Shen Xiu, and was bound to tear him to pieces.
Shen Xiu's face was calm. When he saw this, he just used the knife to lift it from below at a very fast speed. He then pulled out a trace of blood and retreated alone.
The tattooed man immediately held his throat and rolled on the ground. Then he stared at him with unwillingness in his eyes and slowly fell to the ground.
Shen Xiu's blow was the result.
The red fire thieves who rushed around felt chilled in their hearts. The sword was too fast and too hard. They themselves probably didn't have the slightest confidence in facing this attack. They would all end up being killed with one sword.
Just now among them, Leader Li, who was usually a second-level martial artist and was very powerful in the village, had turned into a corpse.
This is a lesson learned from the past!
This kid was so powerful that they were reluctant to give up. However, if they thought about this, if their leader failed to defeat that man, they might not be able to escape death when the leader fell.
Thinking of this, their murderous intention became more intense. Thinking about it before and after would lead to death. They might as well think of a way to kill this kid no matter what!
Chen Xiu suddenly noticed that a big man with tattoos had fallen down, and in the blink of an eye, three more Red Fire Thieves were surrounding him in a triangle, with fierce and perverse expressions on their faces!
They are all strong-backed and imposing people, and it seems that they are not weak in strength and cultivation.
This situation is more powerful than the average second level Jinjin training disciples in the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall.
Chen Xiu immediately floated away, with the three Red Fire Thieves in hot pursuit. He arrived at the exit of the Red Fire Stronghold in the blink of an eye. Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around.
With one strike, the sword light suddenly appeared, trying to strike from behind in an extremely sudden manner.
The three big men realized that the opponent was timid and did not dare to challenge, but they did not expect that they would counterattack.
One of the red fire thieves was unable to dodge and directly faced Shen Xiu's sword. With a puff, the long blade passed through his chest without any hindrance.
With a twist of Shen Xiu's wrist, the big chest was smashed into pieces, leaving a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl. The light of the bonfire behind him flickered through it, which was called a hole.
The expressions of the other two red fire thieves changed when they saw this scene. Seeing that the situation was not going well, they immediately retreated, wanting to return to his brothers.
However, this time the roles were reversed, and it was Shen Xiu who was chasing after him. The dragon-subduing energy circulated in his physical body, prompting his body speed to explode further.
With a few easy steps, he quickly caught up with the two Red Fire Thieves.
Repeating his old trick, Chen Xiu stabbed out one of the red fire thieves from the back and into the chest.
Then he stirred hard and casually, and the internal organs were suddenly stirred to a pulp, as if dragon fruit had been added, and the color became messy.
When the red fire thief next to him saw this, he was so frightened that his wrists trembled when he struck Chen Xiu.
Chen Xiu reacted quickly and kicked away the red fire thief. The blade could not turn around in time, so he turned sideways to avoid the red fire thief's attack, and then hit the red fire thief's head with an unstoppable punch.
The fist blessed by the subduing dragon energy was like an exploding cannonball.
There was only a crisp click sound, and the head of the red fire thief who attacked Chen Xiu suddenly exploded like a watermelon that fell to the ground.
In an instant, a patch of white turned red all over the ground, like strange blood flowers.
Several of the most powerful Red Fire Thieves went to hell, and the remaining Red Fire Thieves below the second realm were not to be feared at all.
Shen Xiu drew his knife and walked away, falling into the group of red fire thieves.
These red fire thieves who may or may not have entered the country before, in front of him, a martial artist who has reached the third level of bone-cutting, are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, with no resistance.
Chen Xiulang entered the flock of sheep, and his bloody sword skills kept flying in the crowd. He became more and more brave as he fought, and he slashed at the red fire thieves who were either fierce, ruthless or frightened one by one.
These guys are often found in Baihu Ridge. They slaughter people around Taixi City on a daily basis, and their hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people.
With such a deserved death, Shen Xiu didn't even think about whether to stay behind or not.
At this time, the red fire thieves on the periphery were looking at the flying figure in the center.
My back was numb and my head was sweating.
Shen Xiu's knife was very fast, and all he could see was blood surrounded by blood. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell to the ground and died. The scene was like cutting grass and cutting melons.
There were endless curses in the Red Fire Stronghold, under Shen Xiu's constant slaughter.
The ferocity in their bones was also aroused one by one. When they saw Shen Xiu coming, not only did they not feel timid, but they even more ferociously cursed at him.
All of them were planning to die together, and wanted to take a bite out of Shen Xiu before they died, making him feel uncomfortable.
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