"Who am I talking about? It turns out to be Brother Ni Shen! I haven't seen you for a few years. I wonder which family you belong to now?" Zheng Xinghan faced a man with a sarcoma on his forehead and a sinister look on his body.
The breathy man cupped his hands in greeting.
"Brother Zheng, why do you ask knowingly? Don't you recognize this sign?" Ni Shen shook his gray robe.
The left chest of the robe is embroidered with three intertwined bloody sword charms.
"It turns out that Brother Ni is now in a high position in Xueyun Village. I'm disrespectful!" Zheng Xinghan said with cupped hands.
"Xueyun Village!" Qin Ziling's pupils shrank slightly, with a hint of cold light. Only then did Muxuan clearly see the mark on Ni Shen's chest, and then looked around. There were three blood swords embroidered on his chest like him.
One person and the remaining four all had two bloody swords. Their faces suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and they lowered their voices and explained to Qin Ziling.
"Three blood swords represent iron-skin warriors in Xueyun Village, two represent cowhide warriors, and one represents ordinary soldiers. The situation is very bad!"
Qin Ziling nodded calmly. These people did not hide their Qi and blood fluctuations at all, and he could see through them with his eyes at a glance.
"Easy to say, easy to say. How are you going to resolve this matter today, brother Zheng?" Ni Shenpi said with a smile.
"Brother Ni, please mark the way."
"Well, let's get to know each other. Leave all your things behind, including the girl. As for you, breaking one of your hands is not too much, right?" Ni Shen said slowly, gently touching his right hand while speaking.
Touch your left hand.
The left hand is missing two fingers.
"Brother Ni, are you not ready to talk?" Zheng Xinghan's face darkened.
"That's right! I'm just not going to talk about it anymore! If there is a road to heaven, you won't take it, but if there is no door to hell, you will go through it! Back then, you crippled two of my fingers. I have long wanted to take revenge on you, but it's a pity that you are in the city.
Here, I can't find a chance. I never thought that God would open my eyes and we would meet each other in this wilderness today!" Ni Shen's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes shot out fiercely.
"I will keep all the things and leave all the people!" Zheng Xinghan said in a deep voice.
"Brother Zheng, is there something wrong with your brain? Don't you understand what I say?" Ni Shen asked grimly.
"Brother Ni, don't push people too hard! That's right, you have two tin-skin warriors and four cow-skin warriors. We only have one tin-skin warrior and two cow-skin warriors here. You have the upper hand.
But if you really have to risk your life, do you think you can keep us here? Won't there be any casualties among you? Everyone comes out just to get money, so why risk their lives?" Zheng Xinghan said coldly, with blood surging in his body.
Move and exude a powerful momentum.
"Zheng Xinghan, what you said makes sense." Ni Shen nodded, then suddenly smiled sinisterly at Zheng Xinghan and the others, and changed the topic: "But what if we have three iron-clad martial arts disciples and six cow-hide martial arts disciples?
Do you still think so?"
After saying that, Ni Shen clapped his hands, and three more people walked out of the jungle on the right side of the Taoist temple.
Three teams of people formed a triangle and surrounded the three people.
The three people who came out of the last team were led by a bald man with a pockmarked face and a muscular back. He was almost two meters tall. His arms, which were much thicker than ordinary people, were holding an iron rod as thick as the mouth of a tea cup. His whole body was surging with energy and blood. He looked like a humanoid.
This ferocious beast, you can tell at a glance that he is a man born with martial arts.
Zheng Xinghan glanced at the man on the right, and his heart sank to the bottom.
One person versus two iron warriors, he still had a chance to fight and fight his way out.
Qin Ziling and Mu Xuan, although Qin Ziling's energy and blood are average, he is good at fighting skills. Mu Xuan has been accumulating at the cowhide level for nearly two years and is now almost ready to sprint to the iron skin level. If they perform well, they should have a chance to break through the fourth level.
The siege of people.
But the addition of one iron-hide and two cowhide-level warriors immediately ended Zheng Xinghan's hope.
"As soon as I launch the attack, you don't care about anything and just rush forward into the jungle!" Zheng Xinghan soon calmed down and said in a lowered voice.
"Senior brother!" Muxuan said with her eyes red.
"I will try my best to rush out, you don't have to worry about me!" Zheng Xinghan said in a low voice.
"Ni Shen, have you had enough fun? Enough fun, let's get to work quickly and get rid of it! The caravan will be here soon!" the bald man said with a grin, his voice was loud, and he looked at Zheng Xinghan and others with eyes.
It's like looking at a plate of Chinese food.
"Kill!" Before the bald man could finish his words, Zheng Xinghan suddenly roared, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he jumped out like a cheetah. He was in mid-air, with a knife in one hand, and the knife was shining in the blood-red sunset.
Under the reflection, a black cold light shines.
With one hand, he grabbed a package of things from the bag on his waist and threw it at Ni Shen, who was the first to be hit.
The package exploded in the air and turned into a white powder that blew towards Ni Shen's face in the direction of the wind.
Ni Shen's face changed slightly, and he quickly moved to the side to avoid the pungent powder coming towards his face.
After Ni Shen's sweep, only two men standing behind him were left blocking Zheng Xinghan's path.
Seeing this, Zheng Xinghan showed a hint of joy, struck one of them with his sword, and kicked the other horizontally at the same time.
"Bang! Bang!" The sound of fighting suddenly sounded.
Zheng Xinghan exploded with all his strength, causing the two of them to fall to both sides, but his own momentum was also blocked.
"Run away!" Zheng Xinghan roared again.
"Want to escape? Do you think I am a vegetarian, Uncle Ma?" At this moment, the bald and burly man was already stamping on the ground, shaking the ground like a crazy rhinoceros, holding an iron rod and following closely.
Qin Ziling and Muxuan behind Zheng Xinghan rushed over. Before they arrived, the iron rods in their hands were already sweeping towards them.
The iron rods swept across, the air roared, and the power was astonishing.
Muxuan was the first to bear the brunt, and her long hair was blown up by the wind driven by the iron rod.
Muxuan's face suddenly turned pale. She couldn't resist the ferocious power.
If he really received such a blow, he would probably be seriously injured immediately.
"You bastard!" Zheng Xinghan turned his head and glared at this, and was about to turn around to help block the iron rod.
"Brother Zheng, your opponent is me!" At this moment, Ni Shen sneered. He didn't know when he had a machete in his hand. He rushed up and chopped off his head with the knife.
There was another iron-clad warrior who did not come forward. Instead, he led four cow-hide warriors to form an encirclement on the outside. He seemed to have no intention of intervening.
The bald man is not only an Iron Warrior, but he is also born with supernatural powers. One person is equivalent to two Iron Warriors.
Now that the bald man has taken action, why do they need to take action?
"Old Ma, you idiot, don't hit that girl. If you break her, what will I do?" The tin-clad warrior standing outside saw the bald man's iron rod roaring and sweeping towards Muxuan, and his face changed slightly.
He yelled and cursed.
"Haha, I almost forgot!" The bald man laughed wildly, and the iron bar that was sweeping away from his waist suddenly sank down, and instead swept across the ground.
The iron rod sank like this, and its movement was slightly sluggish.
Muxuan, who had just been shocked by the ferocious momentum of the bald man charging like a mad rhinoceros, suddenly woke up and calmed down. She kicked her feet hard on the ground and jumped to avoid the sweeping iron rod.
Qin Ziling also jumped up almost at the same time, but he did not retreat but advanced, and he rushed towards the bald man like an eagle.