Mulinguan.

"this place……"

Yang Feng looked at the surrounding mountains and mountains.

"If there is no accident, there will definitely be an accident."

he said.

"This is Daxian Mountain?

I think back to those days when we were fierce and powerful, and we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!"

Yao Guangxiao said with great interest.

Then he smiled awkwardly under Yang Feng's gaze...

"Does the master also have such lofty ambitions?"

Yang Feng said in surprise.

"Just being here, the poor monk can't help but think of the ancients!

He is just a humble monk and has already escaped from worldly fame and fortune."

Master Yao, who accidentally exposed his true nature, hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and clasped his hands together and said.

"You are a hypocrite. You are a restless flower monk who insists on pretending to be an eminent monk. Just like the one who secretly opens the door ajar, but openly and silently says that he is a chaste and martyr woman. He is a fierce warrior and an iron horse, and he can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

, although it is just an ordinary alley now, a human slave once lived, but after all, the man is determined to die.

Let’s try our hand at repairing the cracks in the sky!”

Zhang Dingbian stepped forward and said.

"Senior Brother Ruo would be qualified to say this before killing Xu Shouhui."

Yao Guangxiao said.

He actually learned to talk back.

Zhang Dingbian's expression changed, and he took a step forward.

Yao Guangxiao was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Yang Feng.

However, Zhang Dingbian still stopped.

"If it's wrong, it's wrong, so I won't deny it!"

He said with a sneer.

Then he looked at the mountains in front of him with a sad expression.

Indeed, before killing Xu Shouhui, they could say that they were trying their hand at mending the sky, thinking that they would be like Liu Yu when he swept across the Central Plains, killing the Han people with the heroic spirit of swallowing up thousands of miles of tigers. But after they killed Xu Shouhui, they did not

You have the qualifications to say this, and if they had not killed Xu Shouhui, they might not have become a loser in the competition. You must know that just the two of him and Zhang Bixian, assisting Chen Youliang, were almost as good as Zhu Yuanzhang and a bunch of famous founding generals.

In the event of a tie, if Ming Yuzhen and a group of others break with them due to this, it is very likely that Zhu Yuanzhang will be defeated and become the winner.

Because they killed Xu Shouhui, Guangming Yuzhen herself became angry and took 300,000 Red Turban troops into Sichuan.

But there is no regret medicine in this world!

Seeing that he would not beat him up, Yao Guangxiao regained his masterly demeanor and walked out from behind Yang Feng.

"It's getting late, we still have to hurry."

he said.

Yang Feng was not interested in nostalgic with them, so he walked down the mountain.

"come out!"

Zhang Dingbian suddenly shouted.

Yang Feng turned around quickly and saw him looking at the forest on the right.

There was a man dressed as a mountain man walking out cautiously with a smile on his face.

"Master, I was just picking medicine. Seeing that several of the elders are from wealthy families, I wanted to come over and ask if I wanted Ganoderma. I picked a big Ganoderma."

He then saluted and said.

After saying that, he put down his backpack and put his hands in to get his Ganoderma lucidum...

But the next moment he raised his foot and kicked the basket over, and then two more small axes came out of his hands and threw them at Yang Feng. Ambassador Yang grabbed Master Yao smoothly, and then one small ax flew past, and the other one flew by.

As Master Yao screamed, he slashed him on the back.

Fortunately, there was a bag on his back, which contained Buddhist scriptures that he often read.

The small ax is striking at it.

Zhang Dingbian was watching and laughing.

"You still won't chase?"

Yang Feng threw away the tool master and said with dissatisfaction, Master Yao.

"What's the rush? He still has to wait for us!"

Zhang Dingbian said.

Yang Feng looked at the mountain man. The latter had already run among the trees, but suddenly he seemed to trip and fall, and then got up again and limped...

"Ma, they are all good at acting!"

Yang Feng said angrily.

Then he drew his pistol and took aim, but then put it down.

"I want to see who it is this time!"

He chased after him immediately.

The Jin Yiwei who was originally riding to wait for them had dismounted and rushed over. Zhang Ding followed Yang Feng leisurely. The two of them were less than thirty meters apart, looking at the limping mountain man. The latter looked back at them from time to time.

Although they looked very panicked, they still kept within thirty meters, and soon they reached the back of the mountain.

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

Yang Feng simply moved his arms in front of him.

The next moment, the crossbow arrow hit his arm, and was immediately deflected by the arm shield.

At the same time, at least ten crossbow arrows hit him.

He put down his arms speechlessly, but suddenly the sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

He turned aside instinctively.

The precise crossbow arrow almost missed his nose.

And at this moment, Zhang Dingbian's roar rang out from the side. The old monk had already rushed in the direction of the crossbowman. Then there was a shout of death inside, and a dozen hidden assassins rushed out at the same time, all with whips and maces in their hands.

.Zhang Dingbian seemed to suddenly return to the state of sweeping thousands of troops back then, and rushed towards them bravely. In the blink of an eye, he encountered the front one, and the wooden stick in his hand used as a cane stabbed the front assassin.

Then……

"boom!"

The assassin fell.

When the stab was empty, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he unhappily swept towards the assassins who were outflanking him on the right.

"boom!"

The assassin suddenly fell to his knees.

Zhang Dingbian kicked him angrily and stabbed the next one with his wooden stick.

"boom!"

That one also fell down.

"ah……"

He roared angrily.

He picked up the wooden stick and hit the next one.

"boom!"

The damn sound sounded again, and then the assassin also fell.

He threw the stick away angrily, stood there and turned to look at Yang Feng...

"Master, times have changed!"

Yang Feng held up his pistol and smiled happily.

But the assassins who originally rushed out bravely retreated into the woods as quickly as they appeared suddenly. Yang Feng did not chase them, but walked leisurely to the injured one, who fiercely
To be continued...