Seeing the bandits panicking, Lao Xiao said calmly, "If any of you can hurt this kid, I will let you pass."

Lu Fang turned around, his eyes filled with resentment.

Don't play with people like this.

Although he had just killed a dozen bandits, more and more bandits were coming over now.

Moreover, there seems to be a leader among them.

You can tell by the way the other bandits look at him.

He is a sturdy man with a beard on his face.

He was holding an eight-ring knife in his hand. Although he ran away, there was still an evil look on his face.

He was looking at Lao Xiao with great fear, but when he heard Lao Xiao's words, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, "What if we kill this kid?"

Lao Xiao chuckled, "Then I'll let you go, as long as you have the ability."

Lu Fang couldn't laugh or cry.

Mr. Xiao, your method is a bit too stimulating.

But the bandits would not pay attention to the complaints in his heart. Listening to Lao Xiao's words, a fierce look filled his eyes.

The bandit with the beard said: "Brothers! Take him down!"

Of course he would not dare to kill Lu Fang.

But now he has other ideas.

That was to capture Lu Fang and then use this to blackmail Lao Xiao into letting them live.

He still has some confidence in this.

Because he had just seen Lu Fang fighting, he calculated that Lu Fang's cultivation level should be at the seventh level. And he was at the sixth level.

He was also one of the most famous gangsters in Chenzhou before.

He carried the eight-ringed sword and led the soldiers to kill Lu Fang.

When he got close, the eight-ring sword was raised high above his head and slashed down with all his strength.

One effort can bring down ten levels.

Lu Fang's Tang Hengdao does not seem to be a heavy weapon. It is flexible, but it is inevitably lacking in quality.

He felt that he could knock the knife out of Lu Fang's hand within three moves.

Then it was a matter of course to capture Lu Fang.

However, immediately after, his eyes froze instantly.

He saw the broad eight-ring knife in his hand was cut into two pieces, and then his eyes were filled with darkness. He fell straight to the ground.

"The hatred from *** is worth 99!"

This horny-bearded mountain bandit will not close his eyes until he dies.

He couldn't understand how a boy with only a seventh-level cultivation could use such a powerful move.

With one move of the knife, his eight-ring knife was cut off. It also sliced ​​open his chest.

Should this be the strength that a seventh-grade martial artist should have?

Lu Fang's expression did not change at all, and he continued to kill the other bandits.

When he was at the eighth level, he had killed a sixth-level martial artist. Now at the seventh level, he still killed a sixth-level martial artist. He really couldn't feel any excitement.

Drawing the sword to cut is originally a skill for killing people beyond the ranks.

After a few minutes, some bandits turned around and ran towards the camp again.

There is no way out here.

This guy is so awesome.

When people are at a loss, they tend to move closer to the group. Even if the bandits surrounded in the camp are also surrounded by enemies from all sides.

The tip of Lu Fang's knife rested on the ground, and he was already covered in blood.

Unknowingly, his eyes were filled with a strong murderous aura.

He stepped forward step by step, like the god of death reaping life.

"ah!"

Some bandits still plucked up the courage to kill him.

But they were all chopped down by his clean sword.

Lao Xiao stood up with the wine jar in one hand and sighed softly, "Oh, it will not be easy to find someone to train this kid in the future."

Gradually approaching the camp.

The fighting continues.

Even though the bandit army was surrounded by a heavy siege, there were still more than a thousand people, and it was impossible to end the battle in a short time.

But their defeat was already sealed.

Yu Bei led his cavalry towards the north side of the camp, forming a final encirclement.

"kill!"

What about grabbing hatred value?

Lu Fang was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Listen to me, bandits! You! You will die in the hands of me, Lu Fang!"

He rushed into the crowd before the rest of the cavalry rushed over.

Hatred value!

Hatred value!

"Come and accept your fate!"

"I am your Grandpa Lu Fang!"

After learning that he was a dragon from the previous dynasty, Lu Fang already felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. It was many times stronger than when Lu Liang told him that they came from the Zhengzhou County Prince's Palace.

Because Liang Hanmin may not care that there are still people alive in the Zhengzhou County Prince's Palace. However, he will never allow the dragon species from the previous dynasty to survive in this world.

Dragon species have the possibility of gathering rebel armies from various places.

That kind of appeal cannot be compared to that of any prince in the Zhengzhou County Prince's Palace.

Even though the rebels in various parts of Da Yu have not posed much of a threat, they can only be regarded as sparks. But if these fires gather together, they cannot be underestimated.

Especially at this juncture when the Liao, Jin, Feng and other countries were ready to take action.

Liang Hanmin personally appointed Lu Liang as an envoy to Jingnan County, so he may not have had the idea of ​​​​pacifying the outside world first.

…

The fighting lasted for nearly two hours.

The sky is getting dark.

No one was left alive.

In the end, there were only about a hundred bandits left in the city, and they were surrounded by Chaling soldiers.

They were so panicked that even the hands holding the knives were trembling.

The fighting is temporarily suspended.

Lu Liang came to the front wearing armor. His eyes met with Chang Xinda, Fu Xiangnian, Xie Mowu and others.

They stand out like chickens among bandits.

The aura developed during many years of expeditions is not something that these bandits can possess, even if they have been hidden in the world for many years.

"Are you Lu Liang?"

Xie Mowu walked to the opposite side of Lu Liang and said.

Lu Liang nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "It's me."

Xie Mo Wuchang laughed twice, "I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of a kid like you after years of fighting on the battlefield!"

Lu Fang stood beside Lu Liang and watched quietly.

Lu Liang said: "You are all soldiers of the former dynasty, and you are also brave generals of Dayu. Why bother with this?"

Xie Mowu wiped the blood on his face and sneered: "Liang Hanmin, a traitor who has usurped the country, has no right to rule the world! It's ridiculous that the whole court is full of people like you who are seeking to gain influence! Everyone in the world is kneeling and begging for their lives!

Pathetic! Ridiculous!”

"Even if I die! One day, someone will kill at the Golden Palace to take Liang Hanmin's head!"

"Long live the late emperor!"

He suddenly raised the knife in his hand and shouted.
To be continued...