Seeing the cold sword in the other party's hand, he couldn't help but take a step back, because his flying sword pierced deeply into the wooden house across the street, with his sword ability, he couldn't recall the flying sword at all, so he could only stare at the other party dryly The four of them were a little frightened at first, but when they realized that the perpetrator was only Han Feng, and this person's cultivation was negligible, they showed a relaxed look on their faces.
The man at the head glared angrily and said in a cold voice: "Who are you, why did you ambush me?"
"After the great battle between Si Tiange and the Heavenly Dome Sect two years ago, ordinary Si Tian Pavilion monks were extra careful when walking outside, especially this kind of low-level monk.
Han Feng was extremely frightened in his heart, but his face did not show it at all, and he said calmly: "Today, the little master is here to take your life, let go of the woman and leave quickly, otherwise you will end up with that monk."
As he spoke, he pointed to the corpse on the ground.
The four of them exchanged glances, looked around again, and couldn't see any movement, the person in the lead suddenly took out his sword, and the green light flashed, heading straight for Han Feng's neck.
Han Feng had no experience in fighting with others, and when he didn't know how to fight with cultivators, he had a great advantage of striking first, and he could often play a subversive role.
A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blessedly struck out the black Changge in his heart.
The green flying sword slashed at Changge, and sparks burst out.
Han Feng hurriedly took a few steps back, unexpectedly that the flying sword followed him like a shadow, not three feet away from his neck, and the three attacks were blocked by him with Changge.
Although it was only three times, Han Feng's already tired arms were sore, and this black Changge was too heavy for him to control.
When the man saw Han Feng's decline, where was he willing to let him go, the green flying sword haunted Han Feng's body like a ghost, and from time to time he stabbed a sword, seeing that Han Feng's life was immediately in danger.
Just as Han Feng was stumbling left and right, suddenly the opponent's fierce offensive slowed down a little, and a trace of brown blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the person controlling the flying sword.
Han Feng didn't notice this, and thought that the other party's Spirit Yuan was depleting.
After two more breaths, the man pounced and fell to the ground.
This shocked everyone present, and the remaining three monks saw that there was something strange, and they didn't care about looking for Han Feng desperately, so they hurriedly took out the flying magic weapon and flew towards the entrance of the village tremblingly, they knew in their hearts that there must be a master lurking around.
Unexpectedly, the three of them did not fly out of the two feet, so they shouted loudly, fell into the dust, and their bodies twitched twice on the ground, and they lost their breath.
Han Feng looked around vigilantly, but did not find anyone making a move.
In addition to him, there was only an old beggar at the corner of the street and a stunned girl on the other side.
There was no trace of the person who helped him, and Han Feng did not continue to dwell on it, thinking in his heart that the person who made the move must not be able to see the other party's bullying appearance, but it was inconvenient to show his face and hide his body, and it would be unbeautiful for him to investigate too deeply.
He walked in front of the woman in two steps, clasped his fists and said, "Is the girl okay?"
Gu Ping suddenly raised her head, tears were in her eyes, and her eyebrows were frowning: "Why didn't you come earlier, my father will never come back." ” Han Feng's heart was like a knife, although the woman's questioning seemed unreasonable, and he shouldn't be scolded like this to the life-saving benefactor, but if he had made a move earlier, the old man might not have died.
He snorted, "It's too far away, it's too late to get there, you" Gu Ping's face was full of sadness, turned her head away, and stopped looking at him.
The two stood for a long time, and the woman suddenly turned around and walked towards the entrance of the village, her steps were big and fast.
Han Feng shouted at her: "Girl, where are you going, there are wilderness mountains all around, and it's so late."
The woman turned her head and said hatefully, "I will kill all these beasts to avenge my father."
Today, I, Gu Ping, owe you a favor, and he will pay you back in the future.
With that, she disappeared into the night without looking back.
Calm returned to the street, Han Feng faced the six corpses, and felt a little sad in his heart, the six lives that were still alive just now said that they would pass away, from fresh to cold, that is, in a blink of an eye, he finally understood the cruelty of life.
Han Feng withdrew his flying sword, took out the spirit stones and sundries from the storage bag on the five people, and stuffed them into the storage bag on his waist.
When he picked up the flying sword that had attacked him just now, he was surprised to find that there were many jagged marks left on the blade, and after touching his hair, Han Feng said secretly, "Obediently, this black Changge is really a treasure, and it actually made such a sharp flying sword roll up the blade." ” After dealing with the scene, Han Feng turned to look at the old man at the corner of the street, and after thinking for a while, he came to the old man and said politely: "Old man, there is a life here, I don't think you can continue to stay here, come out of the village with me." ” The old man raised his eyes and looked at him, and said, "Aren't you afraid that my bad luck will find you?"
Han Feng said with a smile: "The old man is really good at telling jokes, I talked to you for a long time just now, and I didn't see anything unlucky, but at the most critical time, I received the benefits of others, and turned the crisis into safety, and your bad luck can only be infected by the monks of Si Tiange."
It is not advisable to stay here for long, and the accomplices of these monks should arrive at once. ” As he was talking, a house on the side of the street suddenly opened its door, and a skinny middle-aged man walked out, looking at everything in front of him with a pair of frightened eyes on his numb face, he opened his mouth and said, "Who are you who actually killed the monks of Si Tiange, oh my God, don't you all have to go to the funeral with everyone in that town."
You cannot go, but pay for their lives. ” Hearing what the other party said, Han Feng was angry and annoyed in his heart, these people had suffered such a big grievance, but they didn't have the slightest resentment, seeing that the person who usually rode on his head was killed, he didn't get excited at all, what happened to these people.
Xue Li looked at each other blankly, and at this time, more and more people gathered on the street, and people's faces showed a look of fear, and the round of gossip turned into a huge verbal accusation.
The expression of fear gradually turned into anger and hatred, and the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time exploded in an instant, and the crowd gradually surrounded Han Feng.
Han Feng squinted at the old beggar on the corner of the street, only to see that several of his angry townspeople actually approached the old man.
He hurriedly ran to the old man's side, stretched out his hand and put his arm under the old man's armpit, and ran lightly towards the place where there were few people in the southwest corner.
Facing several townspeople on the frontal encirclement, Han Feng hit it with his shoulder, and as soon as his shoulder hit the chest of several people, he heard the cracking sound of crackling bones, The three townspeople who were hit screamed miserably and collapsed to the ground, Han Feng didn't expect such a big impact under the collision, and immediately stopped.
The three people who were knocked to the ground rolled in pain, and kept spitting blood foam from their mouths, which obviously hurt their internal organs just now.
The people fell silent all of a sudden, no one gathered forward anymore, and stood for a long time, when suddenly someone in the crowd began to cry, and the thin sobbing gradually turned into a torrent, and the sad atmosphere swept the streets and alleys of Yangping Town.
Seeing everything in front of him, Han Feng suddenly felt infinite sorrow in his heart, and he no longer hated these poor people, their humanity had been suppressed by terror for too long, and it was difficult for him to express his emotions like normal people.
At this time, a forty-year-old middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, with dark skin and a much more agile look in his eyes than the surrounding townspeople, he came to Han Feng, bowed down and saluted, "No matter who you are, we should all thank you, what happened just now is really sorry."
Now you can go, leave this place of pain, leave us numb. ” Han Feng's heart sank, and for a moment he seemed to understand the pain in the other party's heart, and after being silent for a while, he resolutely said, "Do you know where their accomplices are, I think this matter should be settled."
If your hearts are not dead, tell me where the remaining Sitianku monks are. ” The middle-aged man's lips opened and closed again, and with a painful look on his face, he said, "There are also three monks, they live next to the mine on the east side of the town, you should be careful.
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We're afraid we won't be able to help much. ” Han Feng smiled and said, "The matter of the monks naturally has to be settled between the monks, I accidentally injured a few townspeople just now, I hope you can help take care of it."
With that, he picked up the old man and walked straight to the east of Yangping Town.
A young descendant next to the middle-aged man said tremblingly: "Mayor Town, do you just let them go, if they run away, I'm afraid everyone here will be dragged to the funeral, hey" "If we were to be dragged to the funeral, it was fate, and the monks treated us as dogs, beating and scolding and committing adultery.
How many townspeople have been tortured to death by them, if today is my death period, even if I go to hell, I will curse those beasts, how can I block the path of that young man?
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