Looking at the lightning-like sword light in the sky, there was no trace of timidity on Watson's face, only a determined expression.

The long sword in his hand slashed out horizontally, and he shouted: "Zhan Xue!"

Dang-dang-dang-dang was a series of piercing blades. The sword blades struck together and sounded continuously. Several sharp steel knives sounded on Watson's head with a killing momentum.

Watson just held an ordinary long sword and blocked these deadly swords one by one!

Each of the bandits' swords was extremely sharp, cutting through the air. They wanted to behead Watson. Nearly ten long knives were like a deadly net of knives, surrounding Watson who was leaping from the ground.

However, Watson flew up to the sword array like a Tianshan eagle, and when he saw that he was about to be cut off by the force of the sword after he fell, he suddenly paused in mid-air for a moment.

Then he kicked his left foot on top of his right foot, then flew to one side, miraculously avoiding the knife array set up by the bandits, and flew over the heads of a dozen bandits.

So amidst the exclamations of a group of bandits, Watson flew out of the air with a sword shadow, as agile as a flying eagle in the Tianshan Mountains, and passed by the blade of a bandit.

The long sword in his hand grazed the bandit's chin, leaving a faint bloodstain.

"Pfft!" a voice sounded!

In the blink of an eye, the faint blood stain quickly split open, and blood spurted out instantly. The bandit threw away the long knife in his hand and covered his neck with both hands.

Blood overflowed from his fingers, and he stared blankly at Watson, who had fallen on the grass, and slowly fell to the grass.

Until the moment of his death, he still did not see clearly how Watson had wounded him like a sword.

Watson passed several bandits in the air, but then flew back again like lightning. The iron sword in his hand slashed with thunder and lightning, making it impossible to capture the bandits that rushed up.

Click! Click! As the swords were facing each other, two more bandits threw away their long knives and threw themselves heavily on the grass.

The blood instantly soaked the green grass.

Blood flowers gradually bloomed in the green grass of Lili. The bandit leader's expression was cold and calm. He clenched the long knife with cold light in his hands and stared at Watson who was only ten feet away from him.

He stepped forward with his left foot forcefully, and the blade struck out with a cold light and struck Watson, and at the same time he shouted loudly: "Come together and kill this guy!"

As he shouted loudly, the seven bandits in front of him dispersed one after another, wielding the long knives in their hands tightly, and forcefully surrounded Watson again.

The bandit leader concentrated his energy and energy, and slashed the cold light in his hand at Watson, who was holding the sword silently!

Eight people rushed up together! They wanted to fight quickly!

Otherwise, if the monks from the Lan Family Court come here, none of them will be able to leave here alive.

Watson also yelled, and just as he was about to be struck by the blade, he blocked his opponent's move with the iron sword in his hand, then slipped his left foot and went to fight in one direction.

However, the bandits were well prepared for this. They heard a loud roar from the seven men and slashed at Watson's back with the long knives held in their left hands.

The long knife made a whining sound in the wind, and in the next moment it was slashing at Watson's back.

However, what surprised the bandits was that with a muffled sound, the long knives that struck Watson's back rebounded instantly like they were struck on fine steel, and then fell into the grass.

As if they had seen a ghost, the several bandits who took action screamed: "This kid is wearing precious armor, we can't let him go."

You must know that on the grassland, a piece of armor that can block swords is more than a hundred times more valuable than gold coins and spiritual stones.

Looking into the eyes of the bandits, Watson was full of treasures.

At the moment when the bandit's sword fell down, Watson reversed his sword and slashed at the bandit behind him. The force of his feet caused the grass to splash, and green sword shadows shot up.

The long sword in his hand was like lightning, and he slashed at a bandit's chest again, cutting a long bloody groove on his chest. A stream of blood spurted out, and the bandit yelled and threw himself to the ground unwillingly!

The clang of swords kept ringing, and the muffled groans sounded from time to time. The bandits fell one after another, and the expression of the bandit leader became more and more crazy!

In this oppressive and deadly atmosphere, the bandit leader holding a long knife took another step forward, jumped halfway up in an instant, and slashed at Watson with a loud roar!

"Go to hell!" he shouted sternly.

The remaining bandits shouted in unison and rushed towards Watson desperately. This was a desperate move, because even the bandits' eyes were red with blood after a bloody fight.

With two soft sounds of "Puff!", the bodies of the two bandits fell heavily to the ground, and their heads flew out like monsters on the Tianshan Mountains!

In desperation, Watson did not dare to be careless, and used all his strength to strike out with a unique sword!

Cut the snow with one sword!

Flying clouds over Tianshan Mountain!

Qingcheng Feihua!

The three different sword moves are as fast as flying flowers, one move after another, Watson shuttles among several bandits, and then draws the sword!

The bandit leader's arm was hit by a sword, blood spurted out, and there were several wounds on his body.

Before Watson could fight him, he rolled on the spot, dodged Watson's Qingcheng Flying Flower in an instant, and leapt back!

Seeing that his opponent was too strong, the bandit leader shouted: "Brothers, retreat!" Then he crossed the stream and ran farther away.

The remaining two bandits didn't dare to fight. After slashing twice randomly, they fled in two different directions for their lives.

All in a matter of seconds, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and the bandits dropped their companions on the ground and fled away.

Watson sighed, put down the iron sword in his hand, replaced it with an iron bow, nocked an iron arrow, and aimed at the running horse.

"Whoosh!" There was an arrow sound, and then a scream rang out not far away.

Then another arrow shot another bandit off his horse.

By the time he took the third iron arrow, the bandit leader had disappeared.

Although Watson's archery skills are now good, he cannot compare with his godfather Li Xiuyuan. He cannot shoot three arrows in a row like him.

He could only shoot one arrow at a time. Even so, in Hu Ge's eyes, his disciple was already very powerful.

Watching the bandit leader leave his sight, Watson sighed, picked up his iron sword, and began to clean the battlefield.

This was the trick Nalan Yu taught him. When encountering bandits and killers, if you can't defeat them, just run away. If you win, remember to clean up the battlefield.

This was an unexpected windfall, and it was also Watson's first time cleaning the battlefield since he started practicing.

The time in the small town does not count, because there was Xiao Hei at that time, and things like cleaning the battlefield were not his turn.

After spending a while to plunder a group of bandits, Watson threw down a flame talisman and burned the group of bandits together.

As for the bandits who ran far away, he had to ride a horse to clean them up.

It seemed like a thrilling battle, but because of Watson's physical strength, he withstood the bandits' attacks from behind. If it had been anyone else, he would have been seriously injured.

It wasn't until he cleaned up the last two bandits and burned the bodies with a wave of his hand that he returned to the creek and felt the burning pain in his back.

With a sigh, he took off his clothes and jumped into the stream to clean the wounds on his body.

Enduring the stinging pain on his body, Watson crawled out of the creek. When he took out a jar of wine, he thought about taking care of the wound on his back.

A gentle voice sounded: "Don't move, let me help you!"

Watson was startled. He didn't expect that because of the pain on his body, someone would sneak up on him... The moment he turned around, he was stunned.

Looking at the visitor, he said timidly: "Well, why are you so embarrassed?"

After saying that, he pulled up his clothes that were not yet fully put on, with a look of obvious shyness on his face.

The visitor was naturally Lan Feiyan, the little princess of the Lan family's court. The girl took the wine jar from Watson's hand and chuckled.

He chuckled and said, "When I watched you fight with the bandits from a distance, you weren't as shy as you are now. Could it be that I'm scarier than those bandits?"

Watson sighed after hearing this and replied helplessly: "This is a disaster from heaven, okay?!"

"I just wanted to barbecue and drink tea quietly by myself. I never expected that I would be treated as a fat sheep by a group of bandits."

Seeing the wine vat being taken away by the girl, Watson had no choice but to take out the golden medicine and hand it to Lan Feiyan, and continued: "Do you think I look like a fat sheep?"

Lan Feiyan was not polite. After pouring a bowl of wine, she took out her silk scarf, dipped it in the wine, and tended the wound on his back.

The pain was so painful that Watson couldn't help but groan a few times.

Lan Feiyan was stunned, looked at him and giggled: "So you are also afraid of pain. I saw you were like an iron man when you fought the bandits, and you didn't know how to call for help."

This was Watson's first time alone facing a strange girl, the little princess of the Lan family's court, so he was naturally uneasy.

When fighting the bandits, I didn't think too much. Once I relaxed, I remembered that I was not invulnerable after all.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I would like to, but how can the bandits give me a chance?"

After thinking about it for a while, I felt something was wrong, so I couldn't help but ask: "Xu said you just watched me fight with the bandits, and you didn't help me?"

When Lan Feiyan heard this, she curled her lips and shouted, "I was also frightened. How could I dare to fight against the bandits?"

The girl's eyes were fixed on the bloody wound on Watson's back, and she carefully applied gold wound medicine on it.

He didn't notice that Watson's hands were trembling slightly. Even when he was fighting monsters on Tianshan Mountain, he had never been injured as seriously as he was today.

Just when Lan Feiyan tied a knot with several silk scarves and tied his wound, Watson finally couldn't help but let out another cry of pain.

He thought that he was still careless, knowing that with his current physical body, he could not carry the bandits on the grassland, let alone the monks of Feixian Island in the South China Sea.

After taking care of Watson's wound, Lan Feiyan couldn't help but pour a bowl of wine and put it to her lips. After just one swallow, she couldn't help but scream.

"This wine...where did you buy this wine? Can you buy me more?"

This is the most delicious wine she has ever drunk. It has a completely different taste from the kumiss on the grassland. For this reason, she shouted: "No, you have to give me a jar!"

Watson was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "Why?!"

Lan Feiyan laughed and said: "You are a man, you have to be more generous. After all, I just saved your life, and you didn't even look at the wound on your back."

This was the first time that Lan Feiyan saw a monk who was so seriously injured, who could kill all the bandits with gritted teeth, and clean the battlefield quietly before cleaning his wounds.

What kind of will is required to do this?

At least, in her opinion, there are probably not many warriors in the tribe who can do it. If it were her, she would have shouted for help.

It's just that she doesn't know how Watson dares to scream randomly right now?

Maybe he called the guy from Feixian Island in the South China Sea, wouldn't that make him feel uncomfortable? When he was out, Hu Ge's advice to him was to rely on himself, and if he couldn't fight, run away.

Ordinarily, Watson wouldn't have to fight a bunch of bandits today. It was just his first encounter with bandits and he couldn't help but want to try his own skills.

Unexpectedly, he was seriously injured after trying it.

If this curious girl hadn't been paying attention to him, the wound on his back would have been difficult to take care of by himself.
Chapter completed!