Strange Worlds: The Sequence

  Chapter 75 Bandits

  After arranging Sang Zhi's affairs, Chen Yuyan set off directly for Tiannan Mansion in Xifu Province.

  In the past, he only stayed in southern Xinjiang and Lingnan, but now he can truly feel the prosperity of Nanming when he goes to the Central Plains.

  Xingsheng in the southeast, the city of the Three Wus, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, with smoked willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, and hundreds of thousands of homes.

  Although Tiannan Prefecture is not considered the hinterland of the Central Plains and can only touch the edge, it is far better than that mountainous corner in southern Xinjiang.

  At this moment, Chen Yuyan was wearing white clothes, carrying a Yanling Saber, walking leisurely in the dense forest, not far from the official road.

  This is Mount Funiu.

   Not long after walking, there was a sound of shouting and killing from the north. Chen Yuyan hid behind the tree trunk, and performed the Daxuan Turtle Breath True Ding Gong, restraining her breath to the extreme.

   Seven or eight carriages on the official road were forced to stay in the middle of the official road, and two of them were fighting.

  The soil had already turned reddish brown, the blood could not coagulate, and the haze above could not dissipate.

  Occasionally seen broken branches hung with body parts that had long been unidentifiable, and there were sounds of fighting, shouting, and the dull sound of swords entering the body everywhere.

   There was a big difference in the number of the two sides in the war. On one side were a dozen or so ladies from aristocratic families in skirts, and about twenty guards from the location were trying their best to protect them.

  The number of guards had to be doubled half a quarter of an hour ago, but now they all fell to the ground.

   On the other side are bandits with a large number of people. They are besieging and killing the children of these aristocratic families. There are both internal and external martial artists.

  Among the guards was a young man in a plain brocade robe, about 20 years old, with a square and elegant appearance, holding a long gun, but he looked very embarrassed at this time.

  The leader of the bandits on the opposite side was a burly and fierce man who looked to be in his forties.

   This person is the head of the Huxiong Village in Digui Mountain—"Ghost Tiger" Zhou Hu.

  Zhou Hu looked at the young man in front of him, and shouted with a rough voice like a drake:

   "Zhao Tianming, your uncle killed my eldest brother in the past, and today I, Zhou Hu, find an opportunity, and I will surely rip your skin and cramps, making it impossible for you to live or die!"

   "And your two cousins, don't worry, the brothers will take care of you, hahahahaha!"

   Zhao Tianming, who was fighting at the forefront, heard the words and snorted coldly, "Your elder brother "Ghost Bear" Zhou Xiong is so bold that he dared to rob the caravan of my Tiannan Zhao family, he deserves to be punished!"

   "Zhou Hu, you were lucky enough to escape a catastrophe in the past, but I didn't expect you to still be ignorant of good and evil, and dare to attack Zhao Hongchao's prostitute, you really don't know what to do!"

   "When I get home, I will definitely ask the boss of the Xingtang family to strangle all the demons and heretics in the ghost mountain like you!"

  That Zhou Hu sneered and said:

   "Back to Tiannan Mansion? Zhao Tianming, I'm afraid you are thinking too much. Today, I gathered my colleagues from the Six Villages of Funiu Mountain to intercept your Zhao family. How could I give you the chance to return to Tiannan Mansion?"

   "When I chop off your head, take away Zhao Yingying and Zhao Yanyan, two **** from Zhao Hongchao, and go directly to the Bule Gang in Wuyi Mountain, I'll see what your Zhao family can do to us!"

   As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Hu suddenly punched out his fist. He punched quickly, as fast as lightning, and made a series of afterimages, making whirring sounds, and set off gusts of wind, which made people feel terrified!

"go to hell!"

  Tianyin Fist!

  Zhou Hu punched down, the black internal force gathered murderous intent, and the fist condensed with strong Yin energy crashed down!

  Heavenly Yin Fist Strength, to the extreme Yin and evil!

This week, Zhou Hu's strength is definitely considered to be the stronger group in the first stage of the exterior scene. His internal strength is so strong that he stopped seven or eight guards including Zhao Tianming by himself, forcing them to fight back reluctantly. retreat.

  For a moment, at stake!

  Chen Yuyan stood in the dense forest, silently looking at the people below, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

  He was robbed by bandits on the way, but he asked some interesting things with the voice of Tianmo, which made Chen Yuyan, who was going to Tianluo County, turn around directly and came to Funiu Mountain.

Zhou Hu, the bandit from Digui Mountain and the head of Huxiong Village, somehow learned that the two daughters of the Zhao family, the Zhao Yingying sisters, would pass by the official road of Funiu Mountain, so he united with all the bandits in Funiu Mountain to intercept and kill them. they.

   Originally, Chen Yuyan was still worrying about how to get close to the Zhao family, but God was helping him.

  The hero saves the beauty, what a beautiful story.

   But don't worry, it's not time for Chen Yuyan to make a move.

   Only the hope seen in the most desperate time is the brightest.

  He will wait until the Zhao family has no way out, and they have nowhere to go before stepping forward.

   The slaughter continues.

   Not long after, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the whole world seemed to be crying, and the mountains fell apart.

  In an instant, the fresh lives disappeared one by one. They seemed to be hacked into pieces, their heads and limbs were cracked, and their torsos were shattered.

  At this moment of being swallowed by blood, it is no longer clear what is a weapon and what is a body.

  Zhou Hu clenched his fists tightly, and the muscles in his arms swelled, like a dragon wrapped around him, he mobilized the muscle strength of his whole body, and his internal strength surged.

   Immediately, he punched out violently!

   Facing Zhou Hu's unstoppable offensive, Zhao Tianming gritted his teeth, shaking the iron spear violently in his hand, and swung it out one after another!

  With Zhao Tianming as the center, the internal force of the whole body began to riot, and began to circle around, forming a small internal force cyclone!

  God's Will Spear·Baichuan Style!

  The long spear was raised high and let out a soft whistle, swallowing all the internal energy into the body of the gun like a whale sucking in the sea, and the aura on it became more and more condensed.

  Zhao Tianming is going all out, even if he is trying to burn his blood and life, he will send the two cousins ​​out safely!

   Facing Zhao Tianming's desperate fight, Zhou Hu planned to avoid the edge temporarily.

   Zhao Tianming's desperate attack will not last long.

   Instead, he was overdrawing his only physical strength.

   When he let out his momentum, Zhou Hu could smash his head with one hand!

  Seeing Zhou Hu retreating, but Zhao Tianming didn't do what he wanted, his eyes were full of coldness, and he stabbed Zhou Hu's head straight with his gun.

  The tip of the gun was sharper, and the momentum was even stronger. Zhou Hu couldn't breathe under the pressure, and he was beaten back steadily.

  God's will gun, adhering to God's will!

  It advances sharply, it retreats quickly, its potential is dangerous, its knots are short, it does not move like a mountain, and moves like thunder!

  The gun is like a drill, and the gun is like a dragon.

  Zhao Tianming held the body of the gun with one hand, aggressively attacking continuously.

   Point, poke, block, stick, pick, chop, cut!

   Ferocious!

   "Take my cousin and the others to break through!"

  Zhao Tianming suppressed Zhou Hu tightly, but he couldn't do any effective damage to him. At most, the tip of the gun left a few faint wounds on Zhou Hu's leather-like skin, and not a few drops of blood flowed out.

   Another shot pinned Zhou Hu under him, and he turned his head sideways and shouted at the guard beside him.

   "There are too many people, we can't rush out, my lord!"

  The corner of the guard's mouth was bitter. He knew that once the son was exhausted, it would be their death time, but they were surrounded by bandits in all directions, and they couldn't find a breakthrough!

  Time passed bit by bit, and Zhao Tianming's physical strength was gradually exhausted.

  When Zhou Hu casually blocked his shot, Zhao Tianming knew that everything was over.

   Sure enough, Zhou Hu suddenly raised his head, staring at Zhao Tianming with dark eyes: "What? I haven't eaten enough, and my strength is so weak. Are you tickling your grandpa?"

   "Since you've played enough, it's my turn now!"

  (end of this chapter)