Fu Jingtao was not satisfied with poisoning the bandits, so he carefully approached the back camp of the swordsmen of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Compared with the noisy Qianzhai, this place looks particularly deserted. The buildings are tall and tidy, and there is almost no sewage on the ground. It is really hard to believe that it is in the same mountain village. Judging from the rigorous style of the swordsman in the south, there must be some darkness.

The guard on the night is hiding where it is hidden?

Fu Jingtao cheered up and paid attention to the movements around him. Suddenly, he heard the armored clothes on the high side of the wooden building in front of the left, and a faint complaint came: "They are drinking, eating meat and playing with women, but we are drinking

The northwest wind is so fucking unfair!” Another person chuckled and said, “I’m going to push you, do you dare to slip over?” “I dare not!”

A cold light flashed in Fu Jingtao's eyes, and he walked around the back of the wooden building like a ghost. He gently leaped over and grabbed the eaves with both hands. When he looked at the two armored swordsmen squatting on the roof, looking at the lively scene at the gate.

The voices and discussions cannot hide the envy in my heart.

He took a deep breath, competed with his arms and turned over to the roof, and his left palm penetrated his internal strength, and hit the vest of the swordsman on the left with a slam. Although the swordsman had iron armor protection, he had a thousand layers of angry seas.

The heavy palm power of the palm exploded, which immediately broke his heart.

The palm wind suddenly came, and the swordsman on the right was shocked. He rolled sideways and wanted to draw his sword and shout. The sword light flashed, his throat became cold, and blood was hissing and sprayed out. He responded very quickly, bent his elbow and rushed down his body.

The roof rambled! A big hole was cracked, and the whole person rolled and fell into the building, making a huge sound.

"Who is it?" "What happened?" The sudden explosion broke the tranquility of the back village. The lights suddenly turned on, and several figures flew out of the doors and windows with swords.

Fu Jingtao did not expect that the swordsman was so agile and skillfully sent out the alarm before he died, which completely disrupted his plan, so he had to fly to the ground and escape.

"Catch him!" "Don't let him escape!" More and more swordsmen appeared and shouted and started chasing.

Fu Jingtao did not need to look back, and clearly felt the huge and terrifying sword energy behind him, as if countless steel needles were pressed against the vest, sharp and cold, making the blood almost frozen. He was secretly awe-inspiring, and these swordsmen were called elites in the Southern Tang Dynasty.

If you fall into the encirclement, you will be dismembered by the sword!

At this moment, the heat waves burned the hair and beards, and dozens of flames flew up, quickly swallowing wooden houses, like fire dragons with teeth and claws cleaning up their sins. The fire was rapid and human power could not be curbed. Most of the copycat was soon thickened by flames.

The smoke is shrouded in. I don’t know if I have an illusion, but graceful songs sounded in the fire, like a river of homesickness flowing...

Fu Jingtao's heart trembled and he accelerated to fly away.

The sudden fire and smoke delayed the swordsmen's pace, blocked their sight, and greatly increased the difficulty of chasing them.

At the same time, the bandits who were drinking and having fun looked at the continuous fire in shock, unable to believe their eyes, as if they were collectively fixed by the detention technique. Clang! Several leaders threw away the wine bowl and shouted in anger: "

Go and put out the fire!" They just stepped on their feet, their whole bodies froze, their faces twisted, "Wow! Wow!" Weird black blood spurted out from their mouths, and they bent over and twitched their limbs.

Someone screamed, "They were poisoned!"

"Poisoned?!"

The bandits were scattered and immediately stretched out their fingers to sniff their throats, trying to vomit out what they had just eaten. But how could the poisonous fruit of the Demon Valley be easily removed? More than half of the bandits felt cramped in their lower abdomen and couldn't help but fall to the ground

He screamed, and black blood flowed from his mouth and nose. It was just a blink of an eye. The bonfire was covered with corpses, and they suddenly became gloomy ghost realm.

Clang! The sword light flew in the thick smoke. Tuoba Jian accidentally killed several swordsmen who were not prepared for defense, and ran out of the mountain village. When he approached the gate, he saw the corpses everywhere, and couldn't help but be amazed. Fu Jingtao

He is worthy of being possessed by a demon, his methods are really cruel!

The two flew out of the mountain village to meet. As soon as Fu Jingtao met, he asked, "How many people have you killed?" Tuoba Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Six!" Fu Jingtao said proudly, "Far from me, too."

!” Tuoba Jian said angrily: “Stop being proud, run away first!”

Through the thick smoke and fire, more than a dozen swordsmen were rushing towards him perseveringly.

Fu Jingtao sneered: "Yehei Linmi, they are doing nothing to do anything!"

The two immediately evacuated along the pre-planned route. They had already arranged mechanism traps in the mountains and forests during the day, and their techniques were very clever and secret. If the pursuers rashly broke in, they would definitely suffer a lot, and even misjudgment and pursuit of the wrong direction.

The sky-storming fire reflected the clouds red, and it was visible within a hundred miles. If nothing unexpected happens, the heavy damage to Xie Buzhou will spread to various forces in the Qinling Mountains, and no one will recommend him as the leader.

The competitors were gone, and Kuang Jue's hope of winning the championship increased greatly.

Fu Jingtao and Tuoba Jian rushed through the woods without any danger and came to the riverside. They stopped and looked back at the tumultuous sea of ​​fire, and couldn't help but laugh.

Before the laughter fell, I suddenly heard a cold voice saying, "It's not in vain that I'm waiting for the rabbit. It's true that you two stupid little thieves have caught!"

A white shadow flashed, and Li Bixia fell across the sky on a huge rock by the stream. Her face looked like cold frost and her eyes were like sharp blades. She stared at Fu Jingtao, wishing she could pierce his whole body through a hole.

Fu Jingtao spread his hands helplessly and said, "Little beauty, why bother me? I have a gentle and virtuous wife at home and a confidante outside. I really can't tolerate you interfering around you."

Li Bixia's pink face turned red, and her eyebrows were standing upside down: "Shameless! Disgusting! You should go down the hell of tongue pulling out forever! Aunt Mei, Aunt Lian, kill him!"

The fragrant wind blows, the sword light shines, and two slim figures flash from behind the stone and pounce on Fu Jingtao in the air. They are both beautiful women in their early thirties, wearing black clothes, sharp eyes, and each holding a pair of sharp eyes.

The extremely short sword has a strange body technique and a very fast speed.

The sword intent is cold and the bone marrow.

Even though Fu Jingtao had rich experience in fighting, he couldn't help but shudder. He knew that he had met a strong enemy. He pulled out a steel knife with his backhand, and the sword light like a training-like slashed straight towards the enemy's sword.

Tuoba Jian naturally couldn't stand by and stabbed from the side with a sneering sword, as fast as lightning.

The two women in black showed disdain, and didn't know what secret technique they used. Their body skills suddenly accelerated, and their swords swept in succession, as if a poisonous snake spitted out a letter.

Dingding! Dingdang!

Cold light collided, Mars flew everywhere, and life and death were not allowed to be emitted.

The two women in black had a skillful sword technique, long internal strength, outstanding light skills, and elusive advance and retreat, and each sword was heading towards the vital point. There was no such thing as being merciful and ruthless. Fu Jingtao and Tuoba Jianye have

He belongs to the strongest of the young generation, but compared with his opponent, there is still a gap in all aspects. He was killed step by step and was sweating profusely.
Chapter completed!