I have a sword in my head

Bang Bang... I only saw Fang Haotian and a dozen people around him standing motionless and letting the yaks rush over.

It's like they didn't see the yak herd. It's completely transparent.

Of course, this is impossible.

The dozen people close to Fang Haotian were all nervous and trembling. Some people couldn't control themselves and screamed in panic.

These are true.

But all of a sudden, hope falls on the young man from the sky.

He let everyone close to him, that can only close to him.

At this time, the dozen people were not allowed to have other choices.

Close to him, believe him, there may be a glimmer of hope. At this time, even fools know that once they are separated, there is only one end: they are directly crushed into meat mud by yaks.

There was a loud crash.

Fang Haotian and others did not move, but the yaks rushed over were directly separated. All yaks that are five meters away from Fang Haotian directly spit blood and fly upside down, and some of them are directly crushed to pieces.

Because the yaks run forward very fast, it suddenly gives people an illusion.

Just like Fang Haotian, they suddenly turned into a sharp sword, cutting forward, cutting a frightening blood path from the middle of the yak herd.

"My mother..."

"We met the god man!"

"Get back, the yaks are coming."

The more than 30 people in black were frightened by the scene and knew that the person who saved the more than a dozen playthings in their eyes was a powerful and terrible existence.

Then they saw the yaks rushing towards them from the people in front. Their faces changed sharply and they were about to retreat.

But just as they moved, a voice that was colder than the air in the snow field and the falling snowflakes sounded: "don't you think it's fun? How can they walk if they don't play enough... When they hear the sound, they feel the shadow flashing and dazzling in front of them, and then they find that they can't move.

Boom!

Thousands of yaks rushed towards them in a spectacular way.

"No..."

"Don't..."

The more than 30 people in black immediately trembled and shouted in horror.

They used to play games. They used to watch others being crushed into mud by yaks. Now they have become objects to be crushed into mud by yaks.

"No, no..."

More than 30 people in black screamed in horror, and some people were scared to death directly.

But because he couldn't move, he was scared to death and still stood.

Liu Ningyu, who has already flown into the air, has extremely cold eyes and is indifferent to the panic howling of more than 30 people in black.

"Don't you like to see others trampled into mud by yaks? Now it will be more real for you to experience it. "

Liu Ningyu's voice is very soft.

But those people in black don't sound pleasant at all. There is only terror. This voice is the voice of the devil.

The dozen people protected by Fang Haotian in the soul domain looked back and saw that the thirty people were frightened but motionless, waiting for the yaks to rush up. They were stunned and didn't know why the more than 30 demonic people didn't run.

The next moment, they saw the willow rain floating quietly in the snowy sky, and they understood. It's not that more than thirty people don't want to run, but that they can't run because they are given to live by the fairy in the sky.

Du Xingchuan finally arrived, and then he just saw that more than 30 people in black were submerged by yaks.

The yaks continued to run forward and soon went away.

Looking at the rolling snow waves ahead, the dozen people saved by Fang Haotian suddenly felt that they were getting soft, and then sat on the ground one by one.

But some people still don't forget the benefactor. As soon as he sat down, he gritted his teeth and struggled to kneel. He kowtowed to Fang Haotian: "thank you for saving your life..."

"He Ming, why are you here?"

Du Xingchuan's surprised voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing Du Xingchuan's voice, the dozen people were slightly stunned, and then everyone cried like an aggrieved child who saw his parents.

"Mr. Du, you're back at last!"

A dozen people burst into tears.

Fang Haotian's face suddenly changed: "people in the village?"

"Yes."

Du Xingchuan nodded, and then his face changed.

If someone in the village is driven here by those people in black, doesn't it mean that something has happened in the village.

After thinking of this, Du Xingchuan shouted, "tell me if something has happened in the village."

An older man said in a hurry, "yes, a group of people in black came and killed everyone they saw. We escaped quickly, but they drove us here. "

Du Xingchuan's face turned white: "what about my friend?"

The older man said, "we thought the man in black was coming for him, so we hid him in the kiln of the village head's house early. But we don't know whether he has been found by those people in black. "

"I'll go first..."

Fang Haotian was worried. As soon as his voice fell, he shot in the direction of the village.

Du Xingchuan said quickly, "Miss Liu, go and help the hall leader. I'll just take them back. "

Liu Ningyu hesitated and thought that it should be no problem to protect these villagers with Du Xingchuan's strength, so he said, "be careful... After that, he flew directly to the village.

"Come on, let's go back."

Du Xingchuan also wanted to hurry back to the village and hurriedly urged the dozen villagers.

Snowflakes are the same as elsewhere, but they are different when they fall to the ground.

Blood can be seen everywhere in the village, and bodies lying in pools of blood can be seen everywhere.

The snowflakes fell on the blood and turned red, but the snowflakes were still falling and slowly covered the red.

The snowflakes also fell on the dead. Each cluster of snowflakes, like a pair of compassionate hands, gently rubbed them and pitied their tragic experience.

The people in the village were not dead, and the living people were driven to an open space in the village.

In a village with more than 300 people, there are only more than 50 people standing in the open space. Plus the more than a dozen people saved in the canyon, there are only about 70 people left in the whole village.

More than 50 villagers are now surrounded by a group of people in black.

The leader of the man in black is a thin old man with deep Yin and triangular eyes.

In the village, there are many people in black, who are carefully searching every family.

A middle-aged villager stepped on the soles of the skinny old man's feet.

The middle-aged villager is the head of the village.

"We're sure the man is with you." The skinny old man rubbed his feet a few times, and the middle-aged village head's face deformed at his feet. "My patience is limited. Every dozens of times, if you don't hand over people, I'll kill one person in your village."

The middle-aged village head said, "we really don't know what you're talking about."

But the thin old man ignored the middle-aged village head. He began to count.

When he counted to eight, a man in black pulled a little boy of only twelve or thirteen years old from the crowd and pulled the little boy to the middle-aged village head.

"Dad, Dad, help me."

The little boy is the youngest son of the middle-aged village head.

"No, please let my son go, let my son go... His father, you want to save tiger, you want to save Tiger... I said, I know where people are, I said, I said..."

A middle-aged woman was crying to rush up, but she was kneeling on the ground by two people in black.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged village head roared and interrupted his wife: "if you dare to betray Mr. Du, I'll kill you."

"Ten."

The skinny old man completely ignored the reaction of the middle-aged village head and his wife and went on counting. When he counted to ten, he grabbed the knife inserted upside down and chopped it out at the little boy.

"No!"

The middle-aged village head roared. But he was so trampled that he couldn't stand up at all.

"Hu er... The middle-aged woman fainted as soon as her eyes turned over.

"Tiger."

The villagers exclaimed.

But they were all pressed and couldn't get up at all. They could only watch the cleaved knife inch by inch close to the tiger's head.

"Dad!"

The tiger screamed.

"Beast!"

Suddenly, the sound of breaking drinking sounded like thunder from the sky.

Boom!

The thin old man felt that his head was hit hard, and his knife stopped a little.

Ding!

The sword light suddenly shot down from the sky and deflected the knife. Then the knife was directly hit and fell to the ground and disconnected.

Whoosh!

A human shadow pulled tiger away and stood at Tiger's position.

The thin old man woke up and jumped up with surprise: "who are you?"

Other people in black also reacted and raised their sharp knives.

"You all deserve to die."

It was Fang Haotian who came in a hurry. His voice was as cold as a glacier.

Boom!

Nine soul swords rolled out directly. At the same time, Fang Haotian's soul strike was rolled out.

Poop poop!

Those people in black suddenly turned into stone carvings. They all stood still and let the nine soul swords cut their heads off.

"Fang Haotian! You are Fang Haotian. Why are you here? Aren't you in the old snow city? Aren't you and Du Xingchuan in the old snow city? "

The thin old man's throat rolled. He knew who the young man was in front of him.

Fang Haotian just stared at the thin old man coldly and didn't speak.

Nine soul sword crazy killing.

In less than ten breaths, except for the thin old man, all people in black died, including those still searching in the house.

Fang Haotian's sensing power has covered the whole village. Even if people in black know that things are bad, it's impossible to hide.

"I know you are from the snow wolf group." Fang Haotian said aloud when all the nine soul swords flew back to him: "you just take one step first, and others will come down to find you."

The skinny old man's face changed dramatically and suddenly hit Fang Haotian with a hard punch. At the same time, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground and retreated directly. All the four accomplishments of Yuanyang realm are shown.

But as soon as he stepped back, the nine soul sword passed through his body and left nine blood holes in his body.

"Beast."

The middle-aged village head suddenly picked up the broken knife that the thin old man had just dropped on the ground and hit him hard in the face.

The broken knife cut the thin old man's face in half.

It also means that the thin old man finally died in the hands of the middle-aged village head and under his own knife.

The middle-aged village head killed the thin old man and turned around to kneel down to Fang haotianxia to thank him for saving his life.

Fang haotianshi released an invisible force to prevent the middle-aged village head from kneeling. He said urgently, "village head, I'm Mr. Du's friend. Now the man in your kiln is also my friend. Take me back to your house."

"OK, OK."

The middle-aged village head quickly responded and took Fang Haotian home.

In the open space, the villagers who survived the disaster hugged each other and wept. Then, they suddenly howled and scattered, each looking for their dead relatives