As Li Huowang drew his sword, a strong murderous aura filled the entire Juyi Hall, making everyone present feel as if they were in the center of a fighting battlefield.
The sound of drawing swords continued, and bandits with various weapons from all directions rushed up with difficulty with murderous intent.
However, some of the bandits could no longer hold on, and the fear in their eyes became deeper and deeper.
When the sword was inserted back in, the surrounding area quickly calmed down.
At this time, the bandit leader's laughter also disappeared. The three people who were drinking and eating meat raised their chins and stared at Li Huowang motionless.
Just when the atmosphere was extremely solemn, the bald man sitting upright picked up a fried peanut and stuffed it into his mouth.
A broad-faced bandit with a smile immediately stepped out from the side to smooth things over.
"Master, don't be anxious. If you have anything to do, let's discuss it. It's fate that we meet each other. Let's sit down and have a drink together."
Li Huowang didn't have any stage fright, so he went over and sat down, picked up the meat they had eaten and started eating.
The round-faced man who was trying to smooth things over hunched over and stayed beside Li Huowang, waiting as carefully as a waiter.
He took out a paper fan with landscape paintings from his arms and gave Li Huowang a light fan. He closed the fan and pointed at the bald man sitting at the front of the Eight Immortals Table.
"This is our boss, the Great Golden Dragon."
"This is our second-in-command, Xiashanhu." The bandit in a tiger coat snorted coldly.
After saying this, it ended without introducing the last person.
The last man on the table, with a gloomy expression, picked up the sea bowl and took a big sip.
He is a very distinctive person. In addition to his fierce appearance, he also has the word "prison" tattooed on the left side of his forehead.
No matter who these three people are, their frames are huge, much larger than the others.
Then the round-faced man tapped his nose with his fan. "I'm Liu Xiang, a calligrapher in the village. I've seen real people."
"Is the troupe still there? How many died?" Li Huowang asked directly.
The man wearing a tiger-skin coat beside him was about to say something irritably, but was silenced by the look of the big golden dragon.
He waved his hand, and after a while, several unkempt people were brought out. These people were the Lu family members whom they had not seen for a long time.
As soon as he saw Li Huowang sitting with the bandit leaders, Lu Zhuangyuan immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, his voice was extremely miserable.
"Oh, little Dao Master! Little Dao Master, help me!!"
Li Huowang shaved the flesh between his teeth with the tip of his tongue. After scanning the faces of the bandits one by one, Li Huowang stood up and prepared to walk out of the cave.
Lu Zhuangyuan burst into tears of joy and quickly dragged his son, who had been beaten to a bloody head, to follow him.
"Wait a minute~Did I tell you to leave?"
As soon as these arrogant words came out, the bandits around him immediately blocked Li Huowang's way.
When Li Huowang turned around, he found that the person who spoke was not the so-called big boss Da Jinlong, but the gloomy-looking man with the word "prison" on his forehead.
He knocked on the table with his thick joint, "Come on, keep drinking, let the troupe go first, what does Si Qi You's family have to do with you?"
"Si Qi You Jia?"
Seeing that Li Huowang was confused, the man smiled, knocked down an edamame and took a sip of wine.
"Stop pretending, your sword belongs to You Zixiong, right? He would give it to you for no reason?"
Seeing the man looking at the sword behind him, Li Huowang began to come to his senses. It seemed that there were many other things on the sword.
After looking at the faces of these three people for a while, Li Huowang noticed something was wrong.
Although it seems that the bandits in this village are the so-called bosses, this man speaks so boldly that he does not give the other party any face.
"Who are you? The third boss in this village?"
"That bullshit third boss! My fucking name is Wang Deqiu!"
The man suddenly got angry and hit Li Huowang directly in the heart, knocking him away.
This force was so powerful that it almost knocked Li Huowang away.
The tall Gao Zhijian rushed up quickly and caught Li Huowang with his broad hands.
Covering his painful chest with his hand, Li Huowang suddenly burst into anger, drew his sword and rushed towards the man.
Wang Deqiu stood there with a surprised expression, looking at Li Huowang who was rushing towards him, and couldn't help but secretly thought: "This person took a slap from me, and his heart is not broken? He must have some skills."
"It belongs to his grandmother! He made this grandson!" Da Jinlong kicked the Eight Immortals Table away with his foot, then took out a mace and charged forward.
As soon as this action was taken, the surrounding area was completely in chaos, and all the bandits rushed forward.
It seems that there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and Li Huowang's side is destined to suffer defeat. However, in a real confrontation, this is not the case.
Gao Zhijian roared angrily, swung the stick in his hand, and knocked three people away.
Just as the two bandits holding daggers were about to get around, a pair of hands with black nails penetrated their necks.
Several bandits standing in the distance had just raised their crossbows. Chun Xiaoman opened the "Da Qian Lu" with a loud bang, and directly raised the sword to cut off the nails and skin of his two fingers.
As Chun Xiaoman screamed, her nails flew up, and everyone between her and the bandits holding long crossbows lost their heads.
Li Huowang ignored what was behind him. He focused all his attention on the three people in front of him. These three people were the core of the entire bandit den.
"Qiang!" Xiashanhu's huge ring knife collided heavily with the long sword in Li Huowang's hand, and the huge force pushed Li Huowang back several steps.
But that was it. With the sound of stabbing, the sharp sword blade in Li Huowang's hand easily cut off Xia Shanhu's large ring knife and slashed straight towards his face.
"Second brother!" The big golden dragon roared and just rushed forward to rescue his brother. Wang Deqiu took the lead and rushed forward.
He held a long, jet-black straight sword in his hand, and struck Li Huowang's sword-holding hand with an afterimage.
"Dang~!" Along with the crisp sound of metal impact, a gap popped out of the straight blade.
Li Huowang retreated and shifted the attack target.
The skills of these three people were obviously higher than that of Li Huowang, but their shortcomings were equally fatal, that is, their weapons, and they all fell into Li Huowang's hands in a few blows.
In response, the three of them began to focus on containment and did not dare to fight Li Huowang head-on.
When the pressure subsided, a woman wearing a red hijab came to the rescue.
"Dong dong dong!! The drum will sound as soon as the whip is beaten, and the gods will be invited as soon as the drum is sounded. To invite the gods, you must press the inner immortal first, the triple wolf master and the triple hurdle..."
The red hijab quickly raised three wolf heads, biting the big golden dragon's neck fiercely. The opponent roared and raised the mace, and hit the wolf head under the red hijab with great force.
The wolf's head was quickly knocked flat, but it quickly condensed and bit hard again, biting out all the bones of the big golden dragon. The blood sprayed out made the red hijab even redder.
Taking advantage of this gap, Li Huowang chopped off the head of the second master and looked at Wang Deqiu with the bloody sword.
"They say there are rules in the green forest, but I found out that they are all nonsense. The rules are the sword in your hand!"
Faced with this desperate situation, Wang Deqiu smiled. "There are rules, but the rules also depend on the person. The people of Later Shu do not follow the rules of the You family in Siqi."
"What do you mean?"
"Si Qiyou's family is a military strategist. How many people from Shu have they killed? Do you really think we can let you go by so arrogantly?"
"Oh, when did the bandits talk about friendship between countries? If you really want to talk about this, what rebellion did you make in the first place?"
Faced with Li Huowang's contempt, Wang Deqiu smiled and said nothing.
Li Huowang looked at his smiling face, his expression gradually turned cold, and he suddenly wanted to understand the other person's identity.
"Wait a minute, you are not bandits! You are soldiers!"
"Haha, is it necessary to distinguish so clearly between bandits and soldiers? Isn't it all about the murderer?"
This chapter has been completed!