Following Xiao Liu and three other bandits out of the village, Xiang Yang let out a long breath. Although the Black Wind Mountain Village and his party passed by without wind and risk, they could not withstand the pressure. If someone came, they might be like that. Maybe they could not even get up with the village and died under Xiao Liu's bow and arrow.

"Brother Yang, you are extremely brave at such a young age. You dare to be alone in our Heifeng Village. My elder brother dares to assert that you will definitely achieve great success in the future. I hope that we can have a good drink next time and I will treat you."

Xiao Liu realized that the ransom matter would be stable this time, so he was happy and took Xiang Yang down the mountain all the way, muttering all the way. He finally met an outsider, and if he didn't brag, he would probably suffocate him to death.

Xiang Yang agreed, with a smile on his face, but his heart was filled with coldness. Heifeng Mountain Village was the biggest cancer for the common people in nearby villages. How many people died at their hands and how many families were broken up by them. If they had the chance, they would bring people to destroy this group of people next time.

After breaking up with Xiaoliu and a few bandits, they came to the familiar mountain road. Xiang Yang carried a thick-backed knife to the place where he tied his horse, and pushed away the annoying branches and vines. The quiet and well-behaved yellow horse that was originally there had disappeared, leaving only the weeds that were chewed and two pairs of footprints stained with soil on it.

Xiang Yang frowned, bent down, inserted a thick-backed knife to one side, twisted a small ball and looked carefully, his eyes were filled with thoughts. The mountain road was covered with soil, and no one could avoid it as long as the people going up the mountain could not see anything.

But in his eyes, in addition to the black soil, there was also some stagnant greystone powder, which was somewhat similar to the ones sprinkled on the Black Wind Mountain Village.

These greystone powders can remove moisture and keep them dry. Generally, people who live in the mountains must sprinkle some on their own territory, otherwise they will easily get sick as they grow older. However, on this Black Mountain, except for the doubts about Heifeng Mountain Village, who live?

Is there a bandit going down the mountain or someone going up the mountain like him?

After throwing away the black soil, Xiang Yang pulled out a thick knife and held it in his hand. He followed the footprints of deep or shallowness, and the weeds and shrubs around him that were pushed apart by people, tracking them all the way, and finally went down the mountain along another mountain road. At the foot of the mountain, he saw two thick men walking slowly.

The two were tall, wearing brown cloth clothes, holding guys in their hands, one was holding Xiang Yang's yellow horse, and the other was stuffing dried fruits into their mouths and chewing them.

Hearing the sound behind him, the two stopped and looked back. When they saw Xiang Yang holding a shiny thick-backed knife in his hand, they were startled and pulled out the steel knife in their hands. But after looking carefully, they relaxed.

"Hey, isn't this Xiang Daniu's son? What's the name of Xiang Yang? Why are you here?"

The man holding the horse had two horoscopes, which looked very funny, but his tone was not very good, full of disdain.

When Xiang Yang heard that someone recognized him, he reacted exactly the same as the two of them. He was also shocked and thought that his identity was exposed and was found out by the bandits.

However, after looking closely, I felt relieved. I found that although I didn't know each other, I had met a few familiar faces. They were all members of the Giant Bear Gang in Anyuan County. They usually charge some protection fees in some lively stalls and shops, and were once taught a lesson by Xiang Daniu.

"Why am I here? You stole my horse, where am I not here? But you, it's fine to be a hero in the county town on weekdays, but why, can you still want to go up the mountain and fall into the grass?"

Xiang Yang approached the two of them in a few steps and said with a knife that this horse was lent to him by Zhou Fugui. If it was lost, it would be difficult to explain.

Moreover, it is impossible for these two people to go out for a walk, and it must have something to do with Heifeng Mountain Village. Except for seeing the Du Xiucai and Hu Qiang during this trip, he learned that Hu Qiang was injured, and he didn't get much else, so he wanted to capture the two people and ask.

These two men are both small leaders of the Giant Bear Gang, with great strength and fierce temperament. Seeing Xiang Yang so unceremonious, he looked at each other and sneered.

"Little guy, you were alive, but we were still afraid of you. Now he's over. You're still so arrogant. Who are you with? You're looking for death."

One person put his horse on the small tree beside him, and the other person forced him up with a steel knife. This person used to bully a widow selling wontons on the street. He was caught by Xiang Daniu and was severely scolded and kept a grudge.

However, Xiang Daniu not only has martial arts skills, but also a county magistrate, so he dared not retaliate. Now seeing Xiang Yang is weak, he has the intention to find the place. And there is a saying that he is not called to pay the debts of his father and his son? Now in the wilderness, no one knows whether he kills him.

Xiang Yang tightened the thick-backed knife on his right hand and swallowed his saliva. Although he was proficient in basic knife skills and had practiced iron crotch skills for a night, he had never really fought with anyone. Now he was really nervous.

"Go to die." The man opposite was happy when he saw Xiang Yang nervous. He thought Xiang Yang was just a good guy. He didn't learn Xiang Daniu's skills. He snorted coldly, rushed over with a steel knife, and used all his strength to slash at Xiang Yang's head. If this knife was slashed firmly, Xiang Yang's head would be opened.

Xiang Yang stood there blankly, as if he was too scared, but before the steel knife fell, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes. He raised the thick-backed knife in his hand sideways, and squirted slightly. He first avoided the big man's knife, and then cut a hole in the man's right arm, and blood rushes out.

"Ah, Lao Li, come together and kill this kid." The bright red blood and the stimulation of pain made the man a little crazy. He shouted with a steel knife, and slashed at Xiang Yang at the same time.

Dangdangdang metal and iron attack sounded at the foot of the mountain. Xiang Yang stared at the steel knife of the man opposite, his hands were not slow, and he took one by one with an astonishing reaction. He took time to fight back from time to time. After a while, the man's face, chest, and left abdomen were all cut, and blood gushed, like a bloody man.

Before the other person could react, he saw the tragic situation of his companion. He was a little scared and thought to himself. This kid was a bit evil. It seemed that he had learned his sword skills and was difficult to deal with.

When my heart felt weak, my courage became weak. I could only test with a knife. When my companions' strength decreased, I fell to the ground and gasped. I watched Xiang Yang turn his eyes to him and ran forward.

However, Xiang Yang rushed over with a quick step, rolled to the ground and cut the man's legs and knees into the open blood. The man rushed forward too quickly, and his legs were injured. He fell to the ground all at once, and his teeth fell off. He felt even more frightened.

Xiang Yang stood up, gasped quickly while leaning on the knife, his heart pounding, his arms numb, his right hand was a little soft, and he had almost no strength.

However, unlike the physical exhaustion, Xiang Yang's pair of Danfeng eyes became brighter and brighter, full of confidence, and he was unscathed. He defeated two strong adults, which proved that his strength was far greater than before.

"Thanks to the Iron Crotch Art, otherwise no matter how exquisite the sword technique is and lacking enough strength, it is likely that someone will knock the knife away directly."
Chapter completed!