() Jin Chengfeng didn’t take Old Man Li’s words seriously. This old guy with the same name as the so-called Sword Master has probably been proud of it for his whole life, even when the original old Sword Master retired or died.

, and even boasted about these things, but it seems that they are no longer popular.

Jin Chengfeng listened with interest, and also admired the grace of this old swordsman. He dominated the world and won the world.

Hands, it’s great to rush in one go!

Just when Jin Chengfeng was about to talk again, he heard waves of frightened screams, and the whole town began to explode.

The town is not big, and it is estimated that there are less than ten thousand people in total. At this moment, people from the city gate began to flee in panic, shouting: "There are bandits! There are bandits! Run away! There are hundreds of them!"

The whole city began to panic. Five hundred bandits were obviously here to loot the town. A town of several thousand people, with many women and children, plus ordinary people, could not resist them at all. Five hundred people

It may not seem like many, but among the five hundred strong men with weapons, not everyone has the courage to step forward. Just like at this moment, they are all running away and forming a mess.

Jin Chengfeng held the wine glass in his right hand and turned it around slightly. His expression did not change at all, but his mind was full of thoughts. Just as he had encountered many bandits wherever he went before, in the Song Dynasty, the bandits of this dynasty were...

It's much more surprising. Yue Fei had been suppressing bandits for several years. From this point of view, it can be seen.

The landlady was a little panicked, but at this moment she was not in a hurry to escape, but exclaimed: "Oh! My husband is probably still napping at the moment, no! I want to go back first!"

After saying that, he ran towards his house.

"Meeting by chance is fate. Does the old gentleman think so too?" Jin Chengfeng said.

Before Old Man Li could speak, Jin Chengfeng knocked him on the neck. Old Man Li immediately fainted on the table. Jin Chengfeng picked him up with one hand and got up and walked away. An old man in his seventies or eighties, Jin Chengfeng

Feng didn't think he could escape.

Now he is adhering to the principle of doing his best to obey fate. Five hundred people, even if they are the best in the world, cannot stop five hundred people?

It's not that the two armies clashed to take the heads of generals, and a fight of five hundred was too exaggerated. At least, Jin Chengfeng couldn't bear it now, and it was impossible to do it.

In this case, it is better to save him. Moreover, the fusion of Diao's character and the infection from being with Dugu gave him a somewhat cold personality in his bones.

In the panic, a scholar held an old man in dirty clothes in his hand, walking calmly in such a mess.

Jin Chengfeng held Old Li in one hand and a pot of green ants in the other. He raised his head and took a sip. It was really like taking a walk and having a drink. But after a few turns, he came to where the landlady was. He only saw the landlady lying down at the moment.

She was crying heartily on the ground. Her husband, the scholar who had made her proud all her life, was lying on the ground with blood all over his body. The house was in a mess, and it was obvious that it had been ransacked.

At this moment, more than twenty bandits have entered the city. They belong to the small force at the front. I am afraid that the remaining large forces will come in soon. Jin Chengfeng looked at the proprietress who fell on the ground crying and took a closer look.

There was also a five or six-year-old girl. At this moment, most of the girl's head was cut off.

An evil spirit began to spread slowly, and within a few years, the Mongolian cavalry would come. He was influenced by the concept of unity in his previous life, but he was angry and a manly man, but he did not protect his family and country! All of them were poor.

Scholars don’t know how to make plans, they only know how to drag their feet, they only know how to fight against pillars, commit suicide, and so on for the sake of clearing their reputation for the rest of their lives. There is no China after Yashan. This sentence directly stung Jin Chengfeng’s eyes!

Jin Chengfeng would not discriminate between Mongols and Han people, but he couldn't bear to see the people being ravaged at will. More importantly, it was his own damn Han people who were burning, killing and robbing Han people!

Jin Chengfeng smiled miserably and said: "Jin Chengfeng, you bastard, you actually want to meddle in other people's business at this time. Have you forgotten those people in your previous life that even the old people didn't dare to help?"

Jin Chengfeng put Old Man Li on the ground, swung it left and right to ensure concealment, and then slowly walked towards the city gate.

"There is a scholar here, and the sword seems to cost some silver!" a bandit called to a short man next to him.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a pain in my chest, and my whole body was knocked away with great force and blasted into the wall. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, I fell to the ground and died!

"Well, I didn't want to stand out before, so this life can be regarded as extra. After being a beast for so long, I finally became a human being. I have to do more human things, right? At least I have some martial arts, and I don't want to be a second-tier person.

Xia, isn't this trip in vain? Brother, I am the God of Eagles, a divine eagle!"

Jin Chengfeng muttered to himself and punched again. The short man was also knocked away. He fell to the ground and died immediately, giving him a pleasant blow.

Along the way, Jin Chengfeng killed bandits when he saw them. He didn't know how many people he saved or how many people he killed. He only knew that he fought all the way and finally reached the city gate.

Looking at the smoke and dust in the distance, it was obvious that the remaining four hundred people were almost there.

Jin Chengfeng told himself in his heart, just leave half of your strength and run away. If you do everything you can, wouldn't you have a clear conscience?

He raised his head and looked at the sky, which turned out to be a little dark. "It really feels like the rain is coming from the mountains and the wind is blowing all over the building? Jin Chengfeng, it's time to call you Jin Daxia. Dugu once said that a person only wants one person in his life.

Happy and unrestrained, since you have an injustice in your heart! Why bother talking to the mountain ghost! Whatever you want to do, then do it! If you can't stand it, then - kill, kill, kill, kill!"

"Who's in front of you! Hey! A little scholar, you're scared to death? You bastard, why don't you come and pick up your grandfather from the horse?" shouted a big man walking in front among hundreds of people.

"Second Master, your grandson is so handsome, why don't you give it to me as a reward?" A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said next to him!

"Fuck you, I know you're good at this!" The second in charge laughed loudly, and so did everyone behind him.

A group of people slowly moved forward, and the second leader clamped the big horse under his crotch. The horse began to gallop with no intention of stopping. It was obvious that he wanted to take the lead into the city. At this moment, the only thing blocking the road was

Knocked away by a horse!

Jin Chengfeng narrowed his eyes, his pupils were wretched, and the second master was slightly stunned on his horse, almost losing his grip on the reins. This scholar in white, his robes were spotless, but his fists were covered with blood! And it was the most terrifying thing.

Yes, it's those eyes, that look, withdrawn, arrogant, sharp, and murderous, just like, just like, like a divine eagle above the nine heavens!

Jin Chengfeng spread his legs, held the big horse's belly with one hand, and flipped over with the other hand. The man and the horse flipped over directly, and threw them towards the crowd behind!

The second master was thrown off his back! He immediately knew that the person in front of him was a master. He slowly retreated behind the crowd and said, "Young men, whoever killed him! I will send Er Niang to play with him for two days, and then I will reward him."

Two hundred taels of silver!"

They are all people who lick blood from the edge of a knife. Although there are no rules, the thing they are not afraid of most is death. They just want to be rich and have more fun, otherwise they will not become bandits and bandits.
Chapter completed!