The transaction at Yingzui Cliff outside the city was just a cover. The real purpose of the Twelve Thieves was to take advantage of Ding Long's prepared moment to catch him off guard and steal all of his wealth.
It's a pity that Ding Long knew it too late.
He didn't fully understand the information about the Twelve Thieves, so he fell into the trap. Seeing the warriors that Ding Mansion could defeat fall to the ground one after another, and no matter how difficult it was to recover, he couldn't help crying in sorrow, and screamed loudly.
"Brothers, hurry up and leave as soon as you get your things!"
A man with a black eyepatch covering his right eye screamed and ruthlessly chopped down several Ding family warriors with extremely fierce sword skills.
This man is the boss of the Twelve Thieves. Although he has used a trick to lure away the nearby night watch officers and soldiers, there are always accidents in everything. As time goes on, extraneous problems will inevitably arise.
After hearing this, the other thieves increased their skills to 100%. Looking at the situation, the Ding family was destroyed in just a matter of seconds.
Zhuo Mufeng, who was leaning on the other side of the roof, had twinkling eyes.
If the martial arts of the Twelve Thieves are too high, it would be better for him to leave first, and he should not involve himself in order to save others.
But after his observation, the man with the black eye patch who was the strongest among the twelve thieves was on par with a certain Xu Baichuan disciple who was chasing him that day.
Among the other eleven people, the one with the weakest cultivation level is probably at the seventh level.
One-on-one, I am confident that I can solve it, but one-on-one, the result is hard to say.
It depends on whether you want to take the risk or not.
Thinking that he had absorbed Su Zhanxue's experience in fighting enemies, but had never had the chance to put it into practice, now was a good opportunity. If he couldn't defeat him, he would have to retreat at worst, and even the Twelve Thieves couldn't stop him.
If he wins by luck and saves people from danger, how can the Ding family not shed tears of gratitude and benefit themselves greatly?
Thinking of this, Zhuo Mufeng did not hesitate any longer. He was so angry that he shouted loudly: "A mere thief is using his power to bully others and commit evil everywhere. Why don't you stop quickly!"
The body flew out and landed in the front yard from the other side of the roof. When it landed, the sword at his waist was already unsheathed.
"Young Master Zhuo!"
Ding Long's face turned red, his gratitude mixed with deep shame.
Look, what does it mean to be a hero and have a loyal heart, and what does justice mean? This is what it means. In comparison, that Luo Xifeng is nothing but shit and has a false reputation.
It's ridiculous that I once ignored Zhuo Mufeng for the sake of Luo Xifeng. Now at the most desperate moment, when no one else had time to escape, it was the other party who stepped forward.
He is worthy of being recognized as a true gentleman in the world!
Ding Fu and the several female guards who were in danger were also extremely grateful. If it hadn't been an emergency, Ding Fu would have wanted to rush over and express her most sincere apology to the handsome young man in blue.
"Where did you come from? You don't know whether to live or die. Since you rushed out, let's stay together."
The movements here cannot be leaked. Everyone who has seen their twelve thieves in the past is dead, so they can remain mysterious and invincible.
Although a Luo Xifeng escaped earlier, the Twelve Thieves were not afraid. For the sake of reputation, the other party would probably not publicize what happened today.
So Zhuo Mufeng must not be left out.
A nearby bald man laughed ferociously, and rushed towards Zhuo Mufeng with a copper-ringed sword. Before he arrived, the wind of the sword mixed with internal force, seemed to cut the waves, and it had already arrived at Zhuo Mufeng at a distance of one foot.
Top of head.
This is a true eighth-level warrior, whose cultivation is on par with Zhuo Mufeng.
But perhaps due to the influence of internal energy, Zhuo Mufeng judged that the other party's internal energy was not as pure as his own.
It should be noted that higher cultivation level does not mean stronger internal strength. It can only be said that on the same basis, more internal strength can be exploded at one time, thus creating the illusion of stronger internal strength.
Of course, generally those with high cultivation levels will never have their internal strength become too weak.
Thinking of Su Zhanxue's experience, Zhuo Mufeng gathered all his strength in an almost flash of lightning and penetrated the two main lines under his feet. He rushed forward like a phantom.
The two sides were extremely close to each other, so this sudden advance made it difficult for the bald man to use all his sword moves.
On the other hand, Zhuo Mufeng's long sword was tilted upward from below, and in a tight space, it was able to explode with extremely compressed power. Heavy sword shadows thrust out one after another, like an upside-down hedgehog, aiming at the upper body of the bald man.
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Dang Dang Dang...
The incident happened suddenly, and the bald man barely blocked six swords, but at the seventh sword, the door finally opened wide.
In the past, Zhuo Mufeng would have thrust out his sword and stabbed the opponent's shoulder.
But at that moment, Su Zhanxue's voice seemed to ring in his ears. His mind was racing, and his body was one step ahead of his consciousness. The long sword gave up the opponent's empty goal and took advantage of the situation to cut towards the opponent's ribs.
This move was so unexpected that the bald man was so ecstatic that he thought he had met a newbie, so he quickly blocked it with the lower half of his long knife.
Unexpectedly, it was this move that gave him a new empty door.
Zhuo Mufeng had quick eyes and quick hands. As he twisted his wrist, the blade of the sword rubbed against the opponent's blade, ejecting sparks. The sword passed through the empty door and stabbed fiercely into the opponent's heart.
laugh!
White comes in and red comes out, disappearing in a flash.
The two of them passed by each other.
Zhuo Mufeng killed the second robber. The bald man from before took a few steps forward, then groaned, staggered and fell to the ground, dying.
"Old Six!"
The thieves who noticed this place were all horrified. They couldn't believe that when their internal strength was almost the same, Lao Liu, who was licking blood with the blade of his sword, was actually killed instantly by Zhuo Mufeng with a single sword strike.
Ding Long and others also received varying degrees of impact. It seemed that the strength of this young hero Zhuo far exceeded the rumors.
"I'll chop you up!"
The second thief who fought against Zhuo Mufeng had the ninth level of cultivation, and his internal energy was a bit more explosive. In the past, Zhuo Mufeng would have adopted a circumstantial strategy, waiting for opportunities to find flaws.
People around me think so too.
Some thieves have already abandoned the injured warriors in the Ding family and went to Zhuo Mufeng.
Ding Long and others bit their lips and tried their best to fight with their enemies. They just hoped to delay as much time as possible, so that their chances of survival would increase, although they were still slim.
However, the thieves who did not wait for support attacked Zhuo Mufeng.
"Attack the enemy with ease. When the gap in strength between the two sides is not large, depending on the specific situation, you may take a risk, go all out, and use your strength to overwhelm the opponent..."
With Su Zhanxue's cold words echoing in his mind, Zhuo Mufeng held the sword with both hands, as if concentrating his power into a single point, and stabbed his opponent as fast as lightning.
Keng!
The first sword was swung away, but Zhuo Mufeng dodged strangely and immediately thrust out the second sword.
The thief was obviously caught off guard. He barely managed to catch the second sword in a panic, but was unable to catch the third sword that followed, faster and harder.
The deadly three-immortal chain sword!
The man's throat was cut as blood spattered.
"Lao Wu!"
Shocked and angry shouts sounded all around.
Zhuo Mufeng's astonishing strength in killing two thieves with almost the same cultivation level in a matter of seconds shocked everyone present.
"Kill my brother, and I want you to die without a burial place!"
The man who wore a black eyepatch and had reached the tenth level of cultivation simply abandoned Ding Long, who was about to die, and attacked Zhuo Mufeng with several others.
There is no threat to Ding Mansion anymore, this boy must be eliminated.