Chapter 009 Just fight

At three o'clock in the day, the temperature of the sun is getting higher and higher, and Brother Hao's lips are getting more and more chapped.

There was still no movement in the direction of the town entrance, and not a single sound of horse hooves could be heard.

Brother Hai subconsciously turned his head and glanced in the direction of the shop, but except for the cripple and the good girl, Wang Zhong was nowhere to be seen.

Brother Hai knew that Wang Zhong must have arrived at the position he had scouted at this moment, waiting for Yi Daoxian and the others to appear.

Brother Wang once said that a good swordsman must be a good hunter, and a good hunter must be patient and remain calm at all times.

Brother Hai not only remained calm, but his heart gradually grew colder. The great ranger Shali Fei, who he had full of hopes for and thought would come to help, was still missing.

The appointment was made at three o'clock in the morning, and all the money I had left on me was given to him, but when the time came, he still hadn't shown up.

Although Brother Hai is simple, he is not stupid.

I still don't understand why.

Brother Hai knew he had been cheated.

Thinking of Wang Zhong's evaluation of Shali Fei over the past few days and his repeated reminders, Brother Hai couldn't help but feel a little guilty and regretful for not believing Wang Zhong.

Thinking of Wang Zhong's actions and deeds during these days, Brother Hai couldn't help but admire him.

The grace of a drop of water is repaid by a spring, and it helps me propose a marriage and teaches me my skills. In just a short period of time together, I don't know how many principles I have learned.

When the Second Master was killed, no one dared to speak out or help. Wang Zhong also raised his sword and killed the Second Master's two companions.

Now, Yi Dao Xian is about to arrive, and he will face Wang Zhong together with him.

Wang Zhong could have left early, but he didn't.

After thinking about it, Brother Hai slowly recovered his thoughts and discarded these messy thoughts. The mourning platform gradually returned to clarity, and his eyes became firmer. He squinted and still looked towards the entrance of the town. He could no longer see anything in his eyes.

Uneasiness and fear.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the sound of howling wind is lingering in my ears.

Da da da da!

The sound of horse hooves came from far and near.

Everyone in the town, including Brother Hai, looked towards the entrance.

On the roof, Wang Zhong, who had both ears and eyes and keen senses, stuck out half of his head and looked towards the entrance of the town.

A man wearing a sheepskin coat and a black scarf riding a tall horse appeared first at the entrance, followed by six or seven similarly dressed men.

"Hush!"

Seven or eight horses and seven or eight men all reined in their horses and stopped at the entrance of the town.

A human head was thrown out like garbage and landed on the slope leading into the town. It rolled around for more than ten times before being stopped.

"The boss!"

A middle-aged woman wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket with long hair burst out with a cry of pain, ran out, knelt beside the man's head, and cried loudly!

"My boss! You died so miserably!"

The woman burst into tears, her face full of grief, but she looked at the swordsmen on horseback, but she didn't dare to say anything. She just turned to look at Brother Hai who was standing under the flagpole, and rushed over like crazy.

While rushing back, he shouted: "It's all you! It's all you who killed the second master!"

"It was you who killed me as the head of the family!"

Before he could rush to Brother Hai, the lame man who had just grabbed his good sister, dragged his lame leg, limped towards him quickly, and without saying a word, he slashed there with a hand knife.

On the woman's neck, the woman fainted on the spot.

The lame man dragged the woman's hand and pulled her aside like an animal, without saying a word the whole time.

Town residents on both sides of the entrance ramp hid in their homes, and children who used to play around in the town were locked in their homes early and were not allowed to go out.

No one dared to speak out, no one dared to accuse, and the town once again fell into an eerie silence.

There was only the sound of wind and the sound of horses stamping their hooves and exhaling.

The man with a black scarf on his head turned over and dismounted, followed by several people behind him, who all turned over and dismounted.

The man with the black turban on his head is the Yidao Immortal. His figure is not as tall as the second master who died in Brother Hai's hands, nor as burly as him. His cheeks are thin, his face is covered with wind, frost and dust, and he has a pair of soap bars made of cowhide at his feet.

Boots, the gold-handled steel knife on his waist was already in his hand. The knife was not out of its sheath, but the fierce murderous intent was already coming. In those slightly narrowed eyes, the gaze shot out was as sharp as a steel knife.

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The pressure fell on Brother Hai's heart.

Brother Hai had also stood up, his hands hanging naturally on both sides of his thighs. He also narrowed his eyes at the group of strange swordsmen at the entrance of the town, and shouted loudly: "Yidao Xian, I killed your brother. If you have the ability, you can

Come and kill me to avenge him!"

Everyone in the town was startled by Brother Hai's sudden words. Listening to the rich and majestic voice without any fear, he sounded like a half-grown child.

"If you don't have the guts, get out of here as soon as possible and go back to your doghouse. Don't embarrass yourself here! You'll save me from dirtying my knife!"

Brother Hai stood on the earthen platform under the flagpole, his eyes fixed on Yidaoxian, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

"For my good sister! To survive!"

"you wanna die!"

A hoarse and unpleasant sound like a saw came from Yidaoxian's mouth. Looking at the high-spirited and flying young man standing under the flagpole, Yidaoxian's mind was filled with the blood of his brother, who had his throat cut with a knife.

A breathtaking scene.

Yidaoxian could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart, so he took a step forward and strode towards Brother Hai.

It's only a few tens of meters, but only a hundred steps.

The blacksmith, who had already received the entrustment, did not go up to stop him like the original one and gave away his life in vain. He just looked at Brother Boy worriedly.

Seeing Yidaxian getting closer and closer, the hearts of all the residents of Shuangqi Town were in their throats.

Brother Hai's eyes were fixed on Yi Daoxian. He stepped down the earth platform, took three more steps, steadied himself, and looked at Yi Daoxian who was only a dozen steps away from him. The spiritual platform became clearer and clearer, and the true feeling in his body

Qi began to circulate, and there was no more distracting thoughts in his mind. All he could see was the Yidao Immortal who was walking quickly in front of him.

When the two met three feet apart, Yi Daoxian stopped and looked at the boy in front of him. Looking at the childish face, even Yi Daoxian couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Is it just such a half-grown kid who killed his own brother?

Although my brother is not a first-class swordsman, he is still outstanding. Is it true that such a half-grown child killed him?

But at this moment, three muffled sounds came from the front left. The moment he heard the sound, Yi Daoxian's pupils shrank, and he felt a strong threat. This was the keen sense brought by years of licking blood with the tip of the knife. It was almost

At the same time, I couldn't see how Yi Daoxian's hand moved. I could only hear Cang Lang's dragon roar, and like the light of his swords, he slashed at the oncoming black light with one strike.

But at this moment, Brother Hai in front of him focused his eyes, a bright light appeared in his eyes, his fingers slightly curled, and in the sound of two crisp knives, Brother Hai's figure rushed out like a sharp arrow.

The sword was carried along with him, and the true energy in his body was activated to the extreme. Brother Hai's speed and strength were also increased to the extreme. The sword was as bright as a crescent moon and as fast as lightning.

The people in the small town who were watching around saw the flash of the knife, and the two men passed by.

Before anyone could see what was happening, they heard the sound of a horse being beaten.

"drive!"

Next to the lame man's shop, I saw a tall and burly man riding out of the horse. He was holding a long bow and carrying a quiver on his back. He stepped on the stirrups with his feet in the stirrups and raised the long bow in front of him with his left hand. His right hand was like a welcome, amidst the rapid sound of horse hooves and the sound of hooves.

Amidst the continuous low banging sounds, streaks of black light flew out from the hands of the burly man like lightning.

But in a moment, four or five of the seven or eight men standing at the entrance of the town had fallen.

The remaining few were shocked and wanted to get on their horses subconsciously, but how could Wang Zhong give them this opportunity? He took out arrows and shot them as fast as lightning. In just one breath, he rode up to the blacksmith's shop.

The bag of feather arrows was mostly empty. Of the eight swordsmen who came with Yi Daoxian, only one reacted quickly and hid behind the horse. The other seven fell to the ground with their feather arrows stuck in them, and became a corpse.

Corpse.

The horses were also frightened. They all raised their hooves and neighed in the sky. They fled in all directions. There was a sudden chaos. The two swordsmen had already taken advantage of the chaos and ran out of the town. They got on the back of the horse and beat the horse at full speed. They wished they could give more

The horse grows four more legs.

Wang Zhong wanted to catch up, but the entrance to the town was not very wide. The frightened horses scattered in all directions, some ran directly into the town, and some turned around and ran out.

Wang Zhong reined in his horse and stopped, with no intention of pursuing him. Instead, he pulled out the five-foot-long horizontal knife, dismounted, and walked step by step to the entrance of the town, killing each corpse one by one!

The Yi Daoxian in front of the flagpole had already been decapitated by Brother Hai. His head flew more than a meter away, and his body fell to the ground with a bang, throwing up countless dust. There was still a knife inserted into his right thigh.

A feathered arrow.

The blood spurting out from the cavity dyed the whole body of Brother Brother, who was standing with the knife, red.

There was a pool of scarlet blood on the dusty ground, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

On the ground not far from Brother Hai, all the arrowheads of a feathered arrow had been submerged into the ground, and the arrow body was still trembling. A little further away, there was another arrow lying on the ground with its body broken and broken, and its arrowhead also bent.

The feathered arrow.

The One-Sword Immortal is indeed the One-Sword Immortal. One of Wang Zhong's three consecutive arrows was struck by him, and one of them was dodged sideways. If Brother Hai hadn't grasped the timing of the sword well enough and the speed of the sword was fast enough, the last arrow would have been killed.

, you may not be able to win yet.
To be continued...