No matter how beautiful the words are, they are not as attractive as money.
Silver is the bandit's highest belief.
Inspired by their faith, they forgot their fear, their eyes glowed green, and they pounced forward like evil wolves.
The county soldiers did not panic.
The bludgeoner holds the blunderbuss in his hand and points the blunderbuss at the enemy who is preparing to attack.
Fang Shiqing had a cold expression on her face. She was about to order the gunman to fire when suddenly there was a loud "crash" and then a door panel roared towards her. Seeing an opportunity, Hong Rengan immediately jumped over the bandits and pounced on them like nighthawks hunting for prey.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
He and Mao Shiba thought of each other tacitly.
Because the incident happened suddenly, when Fang Shiqing discovered the abnormality, it was too late to dodge. She was unable to look at her head and tail, and the door was wide open.
Hong Rengan was overjoyed and struck down the knife in his hand...
Go to hell, bitch!
Just as he was about to cut the opponent in half with a knife, suddenly a faint golden light was lifted up from the bottom up. The door panel, which was running like lightning, was instantly stopped, lifted up again, and then spun for a while, and then quickly returned to the original path. Go straight to Mao Shiba.
Hong Rengan's eyes widened in mid-air, "Why the hell is this okay?"
What about acrobatics?
He hurriedly made a thousand catties fall, accelerating the sinking speed, trying to kill the enemy chief before the golden light came towards him.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the shadow of the target in my pupils grew larger and larger...
However, as the mantis stalked the cicada, with the oriole behind, he saw a strange smile out of the corner of his eye. His heart sank and he felt inexplicable fear, and then he saw a light.
The light is red, but not glamorous.
"Bang"
It was such a familiar sound, but he would rather it never sounded again.
He would rather stand behind his brothers and shout, rather than fly in front of them and kill them.
Shoot the first bird.
Why don't you believe it?
Within 0.0001 seconds, his thoughts changed a thousand times, but it was a pity that it was too late. A hot wind blew towards his face, and he instinctively closed his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, the hot wind rolled up something like hot sand and turned into a red-hot knife, instantly cutting off half of his head.
Just before half of his head flew up, he could still clearly feel the blazing heat and hear the sizzling sound of the meat being cooked.
Then, like a big bird that died suddenly, he fell from the sky and landed in front of the bandits.
The bandits were running wildly with knives, and suddenly something fell from the sky. They thought it was pie in the sky. Then I looked down and saw that the pie was gone, but there was one of the boss who was missing half his head.
ah……
squeak……
After the screams, there were bursts of sudden braking.
They looked at the boss, half of his head was bruised with blood and flesh, and his body was still twitching. They forgot for a moment that they were going to make money.
Fang Shiqing's jade palm came down and hit everything hard.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
There was red light and muffled sound again. But it was denser than before, and a series of flashes and muffled sounds came one after another, and the iron sand whizzed away from the sky. The bandits who had been silent just now suddenly started to howl like ghosts, and batch after batch of people fell into a pool of blood.
Those who reacted quickly turned around and ran away, and the crossbow arrows flew in like a storm, easily taking away their lives.
Mao Shiba originally wanted to follow the door panel to cover his way out, but unexpectedly the door panel reversed and hit him midway. In shock, he quickly stabilized his body and slashed with his knife.
"Wow"
The door panel was split into pieces by him, and wood chips were scattered everywhere. Before he could breathe, a figure flew toward him, and he hurriedly threw out his machete.
The machete was as fast as a meteor, and the blade tore through the air.
The sound was loud and sharp. .
Ximen Feixue snorted coldly, turned over like a monkey in mid-air, raised the golden sword to the side, and the machete instantly deviated from the track. Seeing that the move failed, Mao Shiba hurriedly flicked his wrist and withdrew the machete from his hand.
He did not swing the knife again, but held the knife with both hands and stared at his opponent fiercely.
When he saw the golden sword in Ximen Feixue's hand, his expression suddenly changed, "Are you... from the Golden Sword Sect?"
"you guess."
Ximen Feixue gently brushed his fingers on the sword blade and blew on it a few more times.
Guess your sister!
Is the Golden Sword Gate great? I'll cut it right!
Mao Shiba was the one who even feared himself if he tried to be ruthless. Anyway, the situation was over and tonight was a life-and-death situation, so he simply gave it a go.
Bo Yibo turns a bicycle into a motorcycle!
He slashed with his sword.
He fights even though he is trapped, using a life-threatening fighting style. But seeing that his sword skills were sharp and he only attacked but not defended, Ximen Feixue was suddenly forced to retreat continuously by him.
Ximen Feixue was immediately hit hard.
Before going down the mountain, his senior brother analyzed the world's martial arts situation with him and believed that there were no fewer than fifty people in the current martial arts world who could beat him, Ximen Feixue.
But Mao Shiba is definitely not on the list!
This is so unscientific!
Could it be that in order to coax him to go down to work, the senior brother made up a set of lies to deceive him?
His mood suddenly lost its beauty.
I've heard of people cheating on my father and grandfather, but I've never heard of people cheating on my junior brother!
"Tch, he was beaten to the point of defeat by a bad old man, and he's a professional bodyguard!"
At some point, Guan Yu had already led several county soldiers to watch the battle.
Then he made baseless comments.
Ximen Feixue’s blood pressure suddenly spiked!
Didn’t you see that this bad old man was crazy? If I can stab him with a sword, he will dare to chop me with a sword. Who wouldn't be afraid of the life-for-life style? You're a bad old man and you've already had enough.
But I have just spent the same years, why should I fight for my life with him?
"call……"
When Mao Shiba struck with a knife, Ximen Feixue was furious with Guan Yu. His reaction was relatively late, and his evasive movements were a little jerky. As a result, several strands of hair on his head were cut off.
The blade cut against his ear again, and he clearly felt the bone-chilling coldness of the metal.
The coldness instantly calmed him down, and his reaction speed soared. He hurriedly used strange footwork and finally avoided Mao Shiba's knife.
If he were half a second slower, half of his shoulder would be shaved off.
so close!
Ximen Feixue broke out in a cold sweat. She no longer dared to be careless and focused on fighting the enemy. However, the tree was about to be quiet but the wind was not stopping. Guan Yu, that bitch, started shouting again.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Ximen Feixue almost went berserk!
Boss said that men can’t say no!
Guan Yu, how much money did you receive from me to help him disturb my mind?
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get away, Ximen Feixue would have to settle down first if he really wanted to fight outside. He would stab Guan Yu first, and then fight Mao Shiba for three hundred rounds. Mao's 18 men became more sophisticated and seized the opportunity to press forward step by step. Ximen Feixue became increasingly embarrassed.
"roll!"
At the critical moment, Fang Shiqing appeared in time, kicked Guan Yu away, and then looked at the right opportunity to fire two crossbow arrows at Mao Shiba.
Phew…
Finally it was Mao Shiba's turn to feel bad.
He slashed the crossbow arrows with his sword and glared at Fang Shiqing fiercely.
If you can't beat him, just play dirty! ?
Young people, can you still talk about some martial ethics?
