Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 38

Huan Chang's movements were neither hasty nor slow.

The remaining eight bandits from the Heisha Gang, seeing Huan Chang stop at first, felt a little happy in their hearts, thinking that Huan Chang was afraid of being a hostage.

However, Huan Chang's next move made everyone a little confused.

"Hey, what are you doing with a pen?"

A bandit from the Heisha gang saw the black writing brush that Huan Chang took out, and couldn't help shouting loudly.

Huan Chang didn't speak, but secretly poured his true energy into the brush.

"Buzz!"

The brush trembled slightly, and a black light radiated from his body.

However, Huan Chang's right hand moved slightly, and he kept making gestures in the air, and quickly outlined the word 'fix'.

"Buzz!"

After the word "ding" appeared, this character, which was originally outlined with true energy, actually showed its figure in the void, exuding strange fluctuations.

Under the influence of fluctuations, time seemed to have stopped at this moment in the small mountain village.

Everyone is like a sculpture, always maintaining the movements just now, standing still, even the expression on the face is frozen.

Beads of sweat appeared on Huan Chang's forehead, and his face turned pale.

It can be seen that compared with Xu Huang's casual and comfortable at the beginning, Huan Chang's attainments in Spring and Autumn brushwork are still much worse.

These are just the most ordinary people, and Huan Chang seems to be struggling to deal with them.

If the cavalry commander who was a warrior hadn't been killed by Huan Chang first, I'm afraid he wouldn't be confused at all.

"kill!"

Although Huan Chang felt very tired, his head also felt a strong sense of dizziness.

However, he didn't dare to stay in the slightest, his figure flashed rapidly, and the Zhanlu sword in his hand was full of sword energy.

"Puff puff!"

The bandits of the Heisha Gang who stood there motionless did not resist at all, and six of them were killed.

"Ah, what the hell is going on!"

When Huan Chang was about to kill the seventh person, the word 'fix' that appeared in the void suddenly collapsed.

Everyone who was standing there in a daze woke up immediately, looking at Huan Chang with fear in their eyes.

Just now, although these people were unable to act, their thinking was still very clear.

Everyone didn't know why everyone was motionless just now, and those bandits from the Black Sand Gang were even killed by Huan Chang, and they didn't make any movement of resistance.

Up to now, only the last two bandits from the Black Sand Gang remained, and Huan Chang still had no time to deal with them together.

The two bandits from the Black Sand Gang were a little horrified when they saw the corpse of their companion lying on the ground.

One person even shouted a little frantically: "Demon law, you know demon law!"

Huan Chang did not dare to neglect in the slightest.

He didn't pay attention to this person at all, and rushed forward quickly, with the sword in his hand shining with a faint light of true energy, he directly stabbed at the crazy bandit.

The bandit from the Black Sand Gang was killed in shock before he recovered his senses.

"Ah, damn it!"

The last remaining bandit from the Black Sand Gang was already somewhat desperate at this moment, with a look of fear and madness on his face.

"In that case, let's die together!"

The last bandit, seeing that his companions were already dead, knew that he would not be spared today, so he wanted to kill the hostages in his hands.

The hostage he hijacked was just a five-year-old boy, looking a little pale and emaciated.

His big eyes, which should have been very pure, were now full of fear, and tears hung on his cheeks.

The boy's small white hands kept waving in the air, as if trying to catch something.

"No, no, don't kill my son!"

Seeing this situation, a woman roared hoarsely and rushed forward desperately.

However, the big knife in the robber's hand was originally placed on the neck of the hostage.

The woman was far away from her son, and there was no time to stop the bandit from erasing this innocent little life from the world.

Not only this woman, but even Huan Chang felt a little powerless at this time.

Although Huan Chang reacted quickly, he was also a martial artist in the realm of entering the house.

However, it is easier to kill than to save.

It only takes a little time before the young boy will be killed by the bandits, but Huan Chang has no way to save the child in such a short time.

After all, the bandit only needs to move his weapon lightly to slit the boy's throat.

Even though Huan Chang wanted to save others, it was already too late, so he could only rush towards the bandits, hoping to save the little boy.

But Huan Chang knew that the possibility of him being able to save the little boy was very, very small.

At this moment, almost all the villagers who reacted seemed to stop breathing, wanting to see the end of the little boy.

However, the vast majority of villagers have regret and grief in their eyes.

Because they also knew that although the white-clothed swordsman in front of them was powerful, it would be difficult to save the little boy.

Many people even covered their eyes, not wanting to see the tragedy that will happen next moment.

"boom!"

However, at the next moment, the weapon in the bandit's hand flew away, and he himself was kicked down to the ground.

As for the little boy who was kidnapped by him, he also fell to the ground at this time, crying loudly.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

At some point, the black donkey had already arrived behind the bandit.

The black donkey's left front hoof was still kicking, and the donkey's face was full of arrogance.

Huan was overjoyed when he saw this, and he didn't care about thinking too much about the problem. He quickly rushed to the bandit's side and pierced his throat with a sword.

"Woooooo!"

"Woooooo!"

"Woooooo!"

Huan Chang had just killed the last bandit when he heard the crying of the woman, but it was the little boy's mother who was crying loudly with her son in her arms.

Huan Chang was taken aback, thinking that something was wrong with the little boy.

He hurriedly stepped forward and said to the woman, "The child is injured? Let me see!"

The girl Lihua brought rain, and after hearing Huan Chang's words, she came back to her senses.

She hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said: "Thank you young hero for your help, thank you young hero for your help, my child is fine."

The woman just now was almost frightened.

In the end, the little boy was rescued by the black donkey. When she rushed up to hug her son, she still had lingering fears.

Recalling the thrilling scene just now, the woman couldn't help but cried while hugging her son.

Hearing that the little boy was fine, Huan Chang breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and hurriedly said to the woman: "Sister-in-law, don't do this, how can I accept such a great gift?"

However, as soon as Huan Chang finished speaking, the villagers who were originally scattered in various places also gathered around.

They fell to their knees in unison, with expressions of gratitude on their faces, and said, "Thank you, Young Hero, for your help, otherwise our village would not be able to survive!"

Many weaker women were crying softly while being grateful to Huan Chang.

There are also some villagers who have lost their loved ones, and they can't hide the grief on their faces. While thanking Huan Chang, they keep looking at their relatives who are lying in a pool of blood.

Seeing this situation often, Huan felt more and more guilty, and felt a little blocked in his heart.

(End of this chapter)