Chapter 129

At this moment, there is not much chaos in Zhou Family Village.

Although there are several "hero" riding huge horses, carrying swords and bows, and carrying dozens of heroes in the village, they show off one's military strength and carry supplies, but they are used to it every year. The villagers who came here are already somewhat numb to this situation.

When the "hero" took away pigs, sheep and cattle from each house, and took away bags of grain, only the little child would cry twice from time to time: "That's the cow of my family... "I didn't finish speaking, but the adult covered his mouth tightly and dragged him back home.

In the past few years, the blacksmiths and woodcutters who dared to resist a little with their strength and strength in the village have left the villagers bloody with the lives of their entire families. Lessons.

The people in the village, under the heroes' fierce power, no one has dared to resist for several years.

But this year, there was another small accident.

Zhou Erya's house, in front of the dilapidated bamboo fence.

A man with a rickety back, half-white hair and frowning face, who looked like he was over fifty years old, knelt on the ground and begged:

"Hero Lord , Please do me a favour, my family Daya is still young, wait for her to grow up a few years, how old is she, then let her go up the mountain to serve the hero, how about you guys? I beg you, the little one will kowtow to you!"

The sound of a tom kowtow sounded.

But in front of the man, the burly man riding on the huge horse showed no mercy. He glanced at the man coldly, and said to the horseman: "Go and wear his Daya headband Come out."

Then Luo Ying said, strode over.

"Master hero, please don't catch my daughter!"

The man rushed to try to stop him, but was kicked on the chest, he vomited blood and fell to the ground on the spot.

Then laughed, broke into the fence yard, rushed into the thatched house, and twisted Daya out amidst the hoarse cry of a woman and the cry of a little girl for help.

Just now, Daya, who was crying and struggling, walked out of the hut, and a thin, gray-haired woman rushed out and grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly: "Hero, please. Now, let go of my family Daya! She is not ten years old yet!"

"elder sister, elder sister, wow..."

Cry with tears, nose and tears Niuniu also stumbled out of the thatched hut, clinging to Daya’s leg tightly: "Let go of my elder sister, don’t catch the elder sister, oh..."

Then Luo looked out of the fence The tall man riding a horse, seeing that the leader was already gloomy and impatient, he immediately drew his waist knife with a grinning smile, raised high, and slashed his head like Niuniu.

"Don't!" Outside the fence, the man who was coughing up blood had bruises on his forehead and shouted in despair.

"Don't!" The thin woman also screamed, and without thinking, she threw herself on Niuniu, holding her small body tightly in her arms.

"Niuniu! Mother!" Daya also let out a heart-piercing scream.

blade light cut off.

Seeing that the sharp waist knife was about to fall on the thin woman's back, suddenly I heard a coldly snorted sound.

hmph!

Only this coldly snorted, the knife-wielding snorted shocked all over, as if in the body-binding method, only an distance away from the thin woman’s back The blade of inch long can no longer be swung.

Not only that, but a bloodthirsty smile solidified on his face, and there was a pool of blood dripping out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Stiffened for a few breaths, then Luo Luo swayed twice, collapsed to the ground with a puff, his eyes widened, and his seven orifices were bleeding, and he died!

There was silence inside and outside the fence.

The man who was about to rush forward desperately opened his eyes incredibly. The thin woman who was waiting to die with her eyes closed, covered Niuniu's mouth with one hand, and dragged Daya with the other, dragging her two daughters into the house.

The "hero" riding on a tall huge horse has staring eyes, screams and pulls out the knife, looks around nervously, stubbornly roaring: " Who is it? What kind of hero is a dark arrow hurting someone? Come out!"

Tone barely fell, and I saw someone wrapped in a Bloodred Cloak, with his hands and feet covered under the cloak, only his neck and face were exposed. The thin young man, as if his feet were not touching the ground, turned out from behind the fence yard.

Behind the youth, there is a five or six-year-old girl wearing a tattered jacket filled with reeds, holding the corner of the cloak, and following the youth step by step.

It was Ni Kun who arrived in time with Erya.

Ni Kun nowadays is no longer a little boy.

At the age of eighteen, he is quite high and his appearance has not changed much, but his face has become thinner, and he is no longer shy and timid, but he still does not seem to be shy. How threatening, like a young scholar with a thin literary quality.

However, the "hero" on horseback did not dare to underestimate Ni Kun.

Don’t say anything else, just look at his almost "floating" way of action with his feet not touching the ground. The "hero" on horseback knows that the looks at in front of him seems to be sick. The weak young scholar is definitely not as weak and harmless as his appearance.

Just when Ni Kun appeared.

Several other "hero" riding horses in the village, and dozens of others, were alarmed by the roar of the "hero" just now, and quickly gathered to surround Ni Kun.

A few of them also climbed up high, opened their bows and arrows, and aimed at Ni Kun condescendingly.

"Your Excellency is who?"

Since the heroes are all present, it is natural that the person in the lead should speak.

A "hero" riding a black horse, holding a long spear and full of beard, stared fiercely at Ni Kun, and asked: "Why do you want to frame my Black Tiger Stronghold beam and hurt my brother? "

"Black Tiger Stronghold?" Ni Kun raised his eyebrows: "Your stockade is actually called Black Tiger Stronghold?"

"Why? I heard about our name, Are you scared?"

Seeing that Ni Kun is already "surrounded" by dozens of his own brothers, even if he has the "hidden weapon" skill, he can't beat his four hands with both fists, and he was scared just now. "Hero", pointed at Ni Kun with a knife, coldly said: "I only know now that I am afraid, it is too late!"

Although Ni Kun's strange walking way seems like "floating", it still makes this hero I was a little bit murmured in my heart, but the Bloodred Cloak that wrapped Ni Kun's whole body was hanging straight to the ground, even his legs and feet were tightly covered, and this "hero" couldn't help but wonder whether Ni Kun was just bluffing, dressed up as God, playing the Devil.

"Maybe this kid is just walking on tiptoes, with small toes, so it looks like his feet are not touching the ground, floating silently... This can be regarded as lightness art, but even lightness No matter how good the art is, can it still fly to the sky?"

The more this "hero" thinks about it, the more he is against him, and he can't help but feel embarrassed--I was scared by him just now, but fortunately there is no real Show it, otherwise, wouldn't it have no face to gain a foothold in the village?

At this moment, Ni Kun said blankly: "The name Black Tiger Stronghold violates my taboo."

"What are you?" The "hero" who was almost scared by Ni Kun, eager to conceal his previous loss, said with a malicious smile: "My Black Tiger Stronghold violated your taboo? It's almost..."

Ni Kun looked up and was abrupt. Glancing at him, he said impatiently: "Just you talk too much. You go to death."

As soon as the voice fell, the "hero" who was waiting for the clamor suddenly burst into his eyes and squirted out loudly. A mouthful of blood, without a word, turned over and fell from a horse, and died with a kick on both legs.

This is not a curse.

This is just a self-created "sound wave art" that Ni Kun got spiritual perception from the bat-headed devils of Nest of Devils. Even if his cast spell ability is weak, it is not disadvantageous to deal with ordinary persons and even ordinary Energy Refinement cultivator.

A light snort can cause the target's heart and liver to shatter and brain to paste, and die instantly.

It seems rather has several points of "speaking with the law" feeling.

"..."

The big-bearded man riding a dark horse and carrying a long spear has violent eyes and stares at Ni Kun inconceivably. The other "hero" riding horses were also dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief, horror and horror.

The dozens of people surrounding Ni Kun made a violent shock, exclaiming and backing back again and again.

The few who were climbing on a high place, aimed at Ni Kun with their bows and arrows, shaking their fingers in shock, and a few arrows shot at Ni Kun obliquely.

Ni Kun didn't bother to hide, he only protected Erya who was sticking one's head around to look for behind him, and let the arrows shoot at him.

Ordinary arrows, as it should be by rights, impenetrable "Ironblood Battle Flag", the changed Bloodred Cloak of the Golden Core Realm magical treasure, have bounced to the ground.

The sound of the arrow landing, alarmed the beard "hero", he was shivered all over, hissed: "Stop! No one is allowed to shoot arrows!"

He rolled his saddle and got off his horse, and bowed his head: "Little ignorance, ignorant of true man, ran into the guru, please forgive the guru..."

The other "hero" riding on the horse looked like at each other in blank dismay, they fell off their horses one after another and bowed down to plead.

This style made Ni Kun feel tired and crooked for a while-what he hates most is this kind of small person.

In the face of the weak, fierce and bloodthirsty, wielding a knife, human life as grass.

Faced with the expert, watch the wind turn the rudder, be careful with flattery, and kowtow like garlic.

This kind of "hero" who only dared to swing a knife at the weak, with Ni Kun's temperament, no matter how flattering they are, even if they smash their heads here, he is impossible to let them go.

I have already sentenced them all to death in my heart. Ni Kun was calm on the face and asked indifferently: "Do you know that I am who?"

"Know, know!"

The mighty-looking man with a beard, said with a flattering smile: "My Black Tiger Stronghold's home is the Cultivation Family Yuan family. The younger one was fortunate to have seen the Yuan family master show once. Xianfa...

"Today, it was also because Yuan family Seventh Young Master came to the little village, the younger one led the team to find some servant girls for Yuan family Seventh Young Master.

"I don’t care if your subordinates were blind, and they ran into the guru’s relatives and friends. That kind of blind dog, the guru, you kill it well, even if the guru doesn’t kill him, the younger ones will do it yourself. I will pay him, and I will apologize to the guru."

"Cultivation Family?" Ni Kun had a strange expression and whispered to himself: "What kind of Cultivation Family is actually going to be with the bandits? It's ridiculous. ......"

Shaking his head, he smiled slightly at the big-bearded man: "this Majesty is broad-minded, and a little collision is not worth mentioning. This little thing, this Majesty will let it go."

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Not waiting for the big bearded man and the other heroes and the other heroes to show joy, Ni Kun screamed.

He raised a corner of cloak to cover Erya's eyes and ears, then opened his mouth and screamed.

A heart-breaking fierce tiger roar spouted from his mouth and swept across all directions.

With this scream, all the heroes and all the surrounding heroes bleeds and fell to the ground almost at the same time!

Ni Kun has a broad mind and promises a lot of money. He will let it go when he speaks, and he will never break his promise.

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