The big man looked at the so-called leaders with contempt, "I'm not here to rob, I'm just here to kill people. I don't care what you like to do. But I don't want others to interfere with what I want to do, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

When he pointed his feet at the ground, and between several ups and downs, he jumped into the wall. Although he was so generous, Li Dazhi was not stupid and would not rashly break into the trap. After observing the wall, he concluded that the killing must be because there were masters in the backyard and ambushers. If many people came in, they could still fight and jump in alone, they would simply give it up.

But even if there is a master, what can it do? He let out a long roar, and pulled out a bright silver nunchaku from the bag behind him, dancing with a strong wind and protecting himself. It was not until after falling down that he was sure that no hidden weapons were coming, and he took the slogan.

"I don't know if Xiao Budian will be angry with me, but I can't do anything about being angry with me. At worst, I can ask her to scold or hit her twice. I'm always for her good. That man has a wife and a concubine, so why is it that Xiao Budian's turn to kill all his women? Xiao Budian is his only woman. She will understand this painstaking efforts sooner or later."

Li Dazhi was murmured and did not relax on his guard. No matter how good his martial arts skills were, if there were a large number of ambushers, he could still defeat him. However, as long as he could gain some time and give the fools outside the confidence, they could kill in and do their own things.

He walked a few more steps forward, and suddenly his steps stopped, his muscles suddenly tense up, and his instinctive reaction made him convinced that there was a first-class master nearby.

The red-faced phoenix-eyed Yu Dayou carried a silver plate dragon stick in his hand and walked out of the hidden place. The stick head pointed at Li Dazhi. "We didn't finish the last fight. This time, let's finish it and see who is so good. But this time, I won't hold back!"

"Whoever has no one taught you that you shouldn't rob others of what you said? What you said is exactly what I want to say. Come on, come, whoever is afraid of whom!"

The stick wind whistled, bringing up the water from the ground, hitting one place in the air, forming countless ripples. Both of them took offensives, holding the wind and holding the thunder, and they were invincible. Two hurricanes collided in one place, followed by a storm...

Leng Feishuang has always been confident about her light skills, but today, she feels that her body is so slow. The heavy rainstorm makes her clothes soaked, but she no longer cares about the possible risk of going wide. She only raises her light skills to the limit, jumping high and lying low, and moving forward against the rain.

"Hurry, faster!" It seemed that the scene of her childhood appeared in front of her again. She must be fast enough to save those people and prevent them from being like herself...

Even a martial arts master has his own limits, not to mention that in the storm of storms, the performance of light skills will inevitably be greatly affected. Running like her is actually a big obstacle to her body, but she can no longer take into account these things. Her only hope is to quickly arrive at the academy. As for how many strong people there are in the academy and whether she can do the best, it is no longer within her consideration.

Originally, Yang Chengzu sent some guards to her, but these people's light skills were too bad, and they were thrown away by her. Along the way, thieves holding swords were everywhere, and there were some men and women running desperately, and behind them were big men and women chasing. Her speed was fast, and those thieves might not be able to keep her, but she did not have the power to really save people. Although she had high martial arts skills, there were many thieves, and once she was entangled, she would not benefit.

However, if she met few people, she might have tried to get a few swords to get rid of the people. Ningbo is a big city, and the thieves suddenly attacked and attacked the government army. In addition, the command center was seriously damaged, so she could not recover for a while. As long as the government army recovered, they would always be able to save them...at least it should be like this.

Leng Feishuang comforted herself so much, and had already arrived at the street where the academy was located. As soon as the people arrived at the intersection, a group of Japanese people yelled and retreated. When these Japanese people saw Leng Feishuang, they were stunned at first, but then they fled out desperately. Leng Feishuang, one by one, had a sword. No matter what, it was impossible for them to fight against so many people. In fact, if these Japanese people attacked her, she could only escape.

When the Japanese rushed out, a group of big men followed him with swords and cards. The leader was a tall and strong man wearing iron armor, like an iron can. On the giant sword with both hands, rain mixed with blood dripping, shouting, "My sons, follow the great Reinstein, rush up and kill them all! Remember, you are the best, you are the best! Ji Yang will remember the names of each of you and your loyalty."

Yang Ji's recruits and Ryan Stein Leng Feishuang didn't expect that it was these people who killed the Japanese. The team of Yang Ji recruited only more than 200 recruits in the name of recruiting workers. Although they were fully equipped, most of the troops were recruits.

To be honest, she was not optimistic about the combat effectiveness of this army. This group of people was too honest. When recruiting, they had strict requirements on the character of the personnel, and as a result, they were recruited a group of loyal farmers. In Leng Feishuang's opinion, these people were okay in doing farm work, but when it comes to combat, they might lack the necessary ruthlessness.

In this era, the understanding of strong soldiers is generally believed that the more powerful the troops can make trouble, the more fierce the war is. Apart from hereditary military households, most of the recruits are unemployed and rascal people, or they are people in the green forest. These people are rebellious and have wild nature in their bones, and the discipline in daily life is not discussed. Over time, the reputation of the troops will be poor. However, such troops can often fight the war well, which becomes a vicious cycle.

For these thousands of honest and honest villagers, Leng Feishuang is just a joke. Such obedient children can fight? But the fact in front of her is indeed these people are chasing the Japanese, and she can't help but treat them differently.

"Academy, how is the academy? Where are those children?" Leng Feishuang grabbed Ryanstein and asked anxiously. The latter hesitated for a moment, and his attitude changed a little hesitant. Finally, he only said vaguely, "These people should go to hell." Then he got rid of Leng Feishuang and led his subordinates to chase the Japanese.

After several ups and downs, before the person arrived at the academy, he saw the body of the teacher at the front of the door. Leng Feishuang's heart sank, and the bad premonition became stronger and stronger. She rushed to the academy like crazy, and prayed to Maitreya Buddha in her heart, begging the gods and Buddhas to appear and bless the children with peace.

The academy seemed to be hit by a typhoon, with tables and chairs falling over, and books scattered all over the floor. Blood, corpses and blood were everywhere, which was the entire theme of the entire academy. Leng Feishuang seemed to have lost all her strength in an instant, and she leaned against the wall and fell downwards, falling into mud and water.

When she planned to fight for the Henan grain war, she also created an uprising at the expense of a large number of hungry people. But after all, it was remote control, which was completely different from witnessing it. Moreover, during this period of time, her mind and nature have gradually changed. She no longer wanted to create death, and she didn't like to change or create something at the cost of death.

For her, the purpose of building the world is to make most people live better. To achieve this goal, there is obviously a better way, so why do we still use this method? In a college, there are only teachers and children, why do they... die?

Qiu Sanhu is the friend of the third brother. Is it all the Holy Sect? She then shook her head again. The Holy Sect would never do such a thing. What's the point of not being able to make an uprising in Ningbo and using bandits to wash the city? Besides, the Third Brother has seen these children and he will not attack them. The Third Brother is a good person. He has always taken good care of himself since he was a child. How could he do such an inhumane thing?

It was the Japanese, it must be those Japanese! Thinking of the Japanese who fled in a panic, her teeth were tightly clenched together, and there was a sound of footsteps outside, and several men carrying swords came out of nowhere. The leader looked at the dead bodies on the ground and saw Leng Feishuang, her clothes soaked in the rain, showing her graceful figure. The leader's eyes almost spurted fire.

"Haha, God really takes care of us, there is such a beauty! Beauty, which one is your child here? Don't be sad, I can give you another one..."

The white rainbow flashed, and a half-moon-shaped wave of water mixed with blood flew forward, passing the man at an extremely fast speed and heading behind him. The leader's body was stiff, his eyes widened, and his blood line appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, gradually expanding... Then, his body was separated in two halves in one go.

Several other minions screamed and ran around, but saw Leng Feishuang already leaping out like a ghost. The white rainbow flashed, the flesh and limbs flew with blood, and like hunting, killing one minion after another with extremely cruel techniques.

The last minion's legs trembled and shouted, "Ghost! There is a ghost!" The man barely ran to the gate of the academy. The sword light had exploded behind him. The long sword slashed down at an astonishing speed, slashing the minion's limbs one by one, but not killing him, but only letting him roll in a pool of blood and wail.

The rain seems to be a little lighter, but the cloudy day is still so heavy. Leng Feishuang gently trays her hair wet with the rain. Xia Zai, Dahong, Xiaonan... Good boy, you wait, sister, go and avenge you! Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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