"Maybe you should kill them!" Hu Feng showed up and said with concern. "Once you reveal the secret of martial arts, subsequent troubles will continue."

Tuoba Jian sighed, "I just made up my mind to reshape the sword soul. I no longer just want to be bloodthirsty and kill. How can I easily reap the lives of others? What's more, they are just greedy for rewarding silver, and they will not die. Just beat them up."

Hu Feng said: "These ruffians will retaliate, so how could they be willing to stop? Unless they are beaten and beat them hard and are afraid, they will be able to gain peace."

Tuoba Jian said: "Is it appropriate to chase after you and kill someone to silence him?" Baocheng was actually in a period of martial law, with patrolling soldiers everywhere. How could you tolerate you killing people in the street?

Hu Feng said in confusion: "Tell me, who did you offend?"

Tuoba Jian briefly told the unexpected shock of the horse.

After hearing this, Hu Feng was secretly frightened and asked: "Do those knights have martial arts? Are they dressed in imperial guards?"

Tuoba Jian recalled: "They all carry weapons and are agile, so they should be proficient in martial arts. Several of them were wearing light armor, which contained iron-blooded temperament, which was quite similar to the elites in the army."

Hu Feng said in a lost voice: "No! He is a master under Liu Qingyi!"

"Liu Qingyi? Is he very strong?"

Hu Feng said: "I don't have time to explain in detail to you. We have to leave immediately, otherwise the imperial guards will join forces with strong bows and hard crossbows, and it will be difficult to fly with their wings!"

The city was broken into a melee the night before. The Zhongyuan Army finally killed Pan Mei and other royal guards with the advantage of equipment and numbers, and only a few people escaped by chance. Liu Qingyi learned about the secrets of the real and fake princesses by interrogating the prisoners, and immediately led his army to pursue the east. Before leaving, he deliberately left some martial arts masters to search for the guards hiding inside and outside the city.

Tuoba Jian neither knows the cause and effect of the matter nor the identity of Liu Qingyi. How can he explain it clearly in the short term?

Most of Liu Qingyi's subordinates were ill-intentioned and attempted to frame Tuoba Jian as a royal guard so as to cut off his head and seek rewards. If they received news from the Green Snake Association, they would definitely come to him like a hungry wolf. How could Tuoba Jian have a chance of winning with only a few enemies? Once the conflict intensifies, how could Hu Feng be out of the matter?

Tuoba Jian said in surprise: "How could it be involved in the Imperial Army?" Seeing that Hu Feng's expression was solemn, he quickly packed up his clothes and money quickly.

"Let's go!"

Tuoba Jian carried the package and pushed open the yard door. As soon as his right foot stepped across the threshold, he suddenly heard a whizzing whizzing wind, and two white feathered arrows were shooting in an arc when they reached their chest.

Someone attacked!

Tuoba Jian raised his finger and quickly clamped the sharp arrow. He looked down and saw that the alley was filled with rogues. Except for a few people holding bows and knives, most of them held sticks, and their eyes were full of fierce light.

The triangular-eyed man mixed in the crowd jumped and shouted: "It's this kid! Boss, hurry up and don't let him escape!"

The boss of the Green Snake Association is a black-faced man in his thirties, with a fleshy face. Kong Wu is powerful. Seeing that the other party easily catches the sharp arrow, his heart trembles, and he feels an unknown premonition of hitting the iron plate with one kick. He hardens his head and shouts: "As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, and evil tigers cannot fight wolves. If you give in, it will be too late, otherwise you will be chopped into meat sauce!"

Tuoba Jian sneered: "Part squad? It's a group of ignorant skinny dogs!"

The black-faced man's face turned purple and said angrily: "Brothers, beat him up!"

"Don't he!" The ruffians shouted in unison and rushed forward in a mess. They had always had the most momentum in fighting, and they had no magical formations at all. They didn't know what combination of offense and defense and flank cover. In short, who has a loud voice and who looks brave enough, who is the hero who charges in the battle! The boy standing opposite them was alone, how many pounds can he have? How could he block the impact of the crowd?

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be frightened by the violent aura. But who is Tuoba Jian? He is the most outstanding martial arts genius in Lingbo Pavilion, a swordsman who practices the sword of killing, and a strong man who has experienced the baptism of bloody storms!

If it weren't for the heaven-defying Fu Jingtao, he would have made a big splash and shocked the martial arts world!

How could a male lion be scared by a hyena? In the eyes of a real strong man, no matter how many native chickens and tiles are, it is meaningless.

Tuoba Jian didn't want to use a sword because these ruffians were not worthy of dying under his sword.

He stepped out the door with firm steps, holding a plain hatchet in his hand, with only two feet long, with a heavy back and a shiny blade.

The ruffians sneered loudly, "What kind of broken knife is this kid holding?" "Does he plan to go up the mountain to chop firewood?" "Chop him directly!" "Cut him the head and go to receive the reward!"

Tuoba Jian's pace began to speed up, and the hatchet was hidden behind his elbow, his eyes shining coldly, and a fierce murderous aura surged up on the ground.

Although the blade disappeared, the invisible murderous intent filled the air, causing the people rushing towards him to stand upside down, and their hearts felt as if they were being held tightly.

The sneering threat ended abruptly.

The thugs who rushed to the forefront could not bear the pressure like a mountain. "Ahhhh" screamed wildly, and raised the Park sword one after another, slashing at the terrifying young man regardless of the situation. Park sword was nearly six feet long, holding it in both hands, and could be slashed or stabbed. Several Park swords were swung, and the sword light was continuous like white waves, blocking the alley, eager to snatch the opponent into pieces.

Seeing the sword light slashing on Tuoba Jian's body, his feet suddenly slipped, his speed soared, and he waved his arms and swept across. Dangdang! Several loud noises were shocked, and all the swings of the Pu sword swung away, and the shadows of his legs flashed by. The rogues who acted as forwards flew backwards and hit the wall, instantly holding their breath and fainting.

Hey! The other thugs gritted their teeth and slapped the stick and smashed them.

Tuoba Jian smiled coldly, chopped the hatchet and danced a ball of light and shadow. The sticks passed by were broken and broke, and the blockers were invincible, like a hurricane swept across the field. It was his sword that showed mercy, otherwise the alley would be rolling and blood would flow into a river!

I saw Tuoba Jian enter the flock of sheep like a tiger. After a few breaths, he rushed to the black-faced man, and without thinking, he took the lead and stabbed him!

The knife has not fallen, and the cold murderous aura is frozen in the bone marrow.

The black-faced man looked fierce and weak on the outside. He was used to relying on the crowd to bully the good. How could he experience a real life-and-death battle? Seeing Tuoba Jian approaching like a ferocious spirit, his sword was as fierce as thunder. He felt so scared that he was incontinent when he felt heat in his crotch. He closed his eyes and knelt on the ground, shouting heart-wrenchingly: "My master, don't kill me! Give me a dog's life!"

The blade suddenly stopped and hovered above his head.

The rascals looked at their boss in disbelief, and felt something completely collapsed in their hearts. They threw away the stick in their hands and turned around and ran away. The alley was narrow, and everyone was fighting and trampling on each other, beating and scolding, and running, and suddenly became a mess.

Tuoba Jian shook his head: "The crowd!" He raised his leg and banged, and the black-faced man flew up high, falling into the chaotic crowd, and was stepped into a human form.
Chapter completed!