The sounds of whips coming and going were heard one after another.
The middle-aged woman's body was soon covered with bruises, and her men all lowered their heads and trembled.
The leader looked at everything indifferently.
Little did he know that there was a tear-filled gaze hiding in a corner not far away, taking in all their cruelty.
"Isn't it wrong for you to treat a decent woman like that?" Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere.
"..."
Everyone turned their heads and looked outside the gate.
Then I saw a middle-aged man with a slightly weathered complexion, who appeared there at some point.
"I……"
The middle-aged woman recognized at a glance that the middle-aged man was Zhang Sanqiao.
Wei An is here!
He briefly glanced at the scene outside the gate. Twenty-two people from the Dihu Gang had arrived, and one of them was an old acquaintance.
Huo Zhiping!
Damn it, Huo Zhiping couldn't deny it.
Wei An walked ahead by himself and soon saw the landlady.
The poor middle-aged woman had been injured and was in a miserable state.
If he didn't show up to stop her, according to the simulation, her death would be tomorrow.
Among the people kneeling on the ground, Chen Wanyi was not seen.
Wei An kept staring at the dyeing workshop, knowing that Chen Wanyi would not have time to leave in the near future, so she should be hiding somewhere.
"Who am I?"
Anyone who dares to meddle in such a scene should not be underestimated. The leader narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his sword to point at Wei An.
Wei An held the sword in his leg and asked without answering: "Who am I?"
The leader responded to all questions and said with a ferocious smile: "I will change my name or my surname if I want to go. The Dihu Clan will congratulate Yuzeng!"
"Nobody, I've never heard of it."
"伱!"
He Yuzeng suddenly became angry and ordered: "Get Dong!"
Rub rub, rub rub, the twenty Legdongs moved with their steps, changed positions, and quickly surrounded Wei An.
All of them are warriors!
Eighteen ninth-grade, two eighth-grade!
Wei An's face was calm, and he slowly unsheathed his sword.
Almost as soon as the sword blade left the scabbard, a person behind Wei An suddenly launched an attack on him.
"Red lotus stamens!"
The wrong side was in the eighth level, and he used the second style of the Red Lotus Sword Technique. The sword was fierce and the attack was fierce, giving people the feeling of hitting the leg with one blow.
Wei An tilted his head to the east, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and moved half a step to the left to avoid the man's sword. At the same time, the sword tip was reversed and thrust out like a carbine.
Poof!
The man behind him was impartial and bumped into Wei An's long sword, stabbing him through the stomach.
"Well!"
The man's face was full of astonishment. He didn't expect that he would die so useless, as if his killing move was completely seen through by the wrong party.
Wei An casually killed an eighth-grade man. This scene made everyone present feel chilly.
A dignified eighth-grade man died too quickly. The winner was decided in the blink of an eye. It was so scary!
"kill!"
At a moment east, four people attacked from different directions at the same time, besieging them from front to back, left and right, making it difficult for people to fly.
"Our Red Lotus Sword Technique is too bad." Wei An looked relaxed and displayed his Qing Kung Fu with a flying flow.
The four people with four swords struck at Wei Hori from all directions, seemingly without any blind spots. However, Wei An kept moving, like a butterfly piercing a flower, with graceful movements, and dodged every sword strike they struck.
Puff puff puff puff!
Wei An drew his sword four times in a row, slicing the neck, beheading, piercing the chest, and piercing the eyes. In the blink of an eye, four more corpses appeared on the ground.
The world suddenly heard the sound of gasping for air.
"Who am I, and why do I know the Red Lotus Sword Technique?" He Yuzeng was not a fool and quickly saw the clues.
The corners of Wei An's lips curled up slightly, and he said coldly: "Don't worry, it will be my turn soon."
"How brave!" He Yuzeng took a breath and shouted: "Everyone, please kill him together!"
Fifteen figures started to move together, their sword shadows flying in a mess, as if Wei An was hacked to death by Wu Qiu.
Wei An took a deep breath and moved his sword according to his heart. Suddenly, dozens of sword shadows appeared around him. The sword shadows were densely arranged and faintly formed into petals of flowers.
At first glance, it looks like a blooming lotus!
And Wei An is at the center of that lotus flower!
"The red lotus blooms!"
The third form of the Red Lotus Sword Technique, a sword technique that a seventh-grade warrior can perform, explodes in a mighty way at this moment.
Puff puff!
The fifteen people who rushed towards them were as if they had been thrown headlong into a meat grinder, being strangled mercilessly by sword shadows one after another.
All fifteen people flew backwards, and pieces of limbs and broken arms flew up in the air, and there was a lot of blood.
"Ah!"
Screams followed immediately.
The smell of blood quickly spread, some people were cut in half, some had an arm broken, and some had their heads removed and were killed on the spot.
Many people were lucky enough not to die, but all of them were injured, with one or more scars on their bodies and blood flowing freely.
"Seventh grade!"
"I am not in the seventh grade!!"
He Yuzeng turned pale with shock, his expression was extremely astonished, "Not only am I proficient in Red Lotus Sword Technique, but I am also a seventh-grade high-legged person!"
He Yuzeng knew all the seventh-grade warriors in Hongshui City.
Moreover, the Red Lotus Sword Technique is a unique skill of the Dihu Gang, but there are not many people who can practice the Red Lotus Sword Technique to the seventh level, and He Yuzeng is not one of them.
The circle is so small, everyone knows each other.
However, He Yuzeng had never met Wei An, and a terrible idea emerged in his mind.
"Could it be that I am a member of the Red Lotus Sect?"
he asked hesitantly.
The Red Lotus Sword Technique is actually not the inherited martial arts of the Red Lotus Sect.
The Dihu Gang attached themselves to the Red Lotus Sect, and that was how they acquired the appearance of the sixth-level skills.
Wei An smiled crookedly and replied, "I guess?"
Then, he did three, seven and twenty-one, killing one with one sword and killing one with ten steps.
Soon, all the twenty legs that He Yuzeng brought with him farted.
"Gulu!"
The person who swallowed his saliva was none other than Huo Zhiping. He was completely dumbfounded. He never thought that an evil star would appear here and dare to make mistakes with the Dihu Gang.
However, the wrong side's strength is terrifying, and the source is tellurium.
"what to do?"
Huo Zhiping tightened the reins and glanced at He Yuzeng. As he was riding the horse, he had an idea at this moment, that he should run away.
He Yuzeng's face was extremely ugly, and cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead. Just now, Wei An performed Red Lotus Bloom, which was exquisite and exquisite. He had clearly practiced the third posture to perfection.
"The strength lies with him!" He Yuzeng also had the idea of escape in his mind, just at the moment of hesitation.
puff!
Huo Zhiping's head jerked back, a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows, a big hole appeared in the back of his head, and brains splattered out.
Bang! Huo Zhiping came from Ma Zaidong, fell heavily to the ground, and died completely.
"Ah that!"
He Yuzeng was stunned. When he looked again, Wei An raised his left leg and pointed his index finger forward, aiming exactly at Huo Zhiping's head.
"That's right, Chonglou Xuanzhi Sword?!"
In an instant, He Yuzeng's heart was beating with fear, and an expression of uncontrollable horror appeared on his face.
"Hero, I have something to say."
He Yuzeng immediately turned over and hid on the side of the horse's back to prevent Wei An from firing him too.
"He is the son of He Deyan, the leader of the Dihu Gang. I beg you to kill him and think clearly about the consequences," he shouted.
Wei An sneered and said speechlessly: "He even dared to kill Huo Xuanying's son Huo Zhiping, why didn't he dare to kill me?"
"What, do I know Huo Zhiping?" He Yuzeng's heart skipped a beat, his expression changed drastically, and then he ran away without even thinking about it and pounced on the middle-aged woman.
He grabbed the middle-aged woman and put the sword edge on her neck.