It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 295

Chi Yan looked at the down-and-out big man in front of him, and for a while he was a little unsure of where he was coming from.

I saw that he was more than seven feet tall, wearing a gray cloth robe, his hair was knotted, his beard was unshaven, and he looked tight and embarrassed. But even if he was trapped in a wooden cage, it smelled a bit dusty, which should not be taken lightly.

During the chaos just now, I didn't notice this person.

"Which one is this?" Chi Yan chose to ask Yin Wanliang.

"Oh, he is the meat ticket we captured and is about to ask for a ransom."

I wiped, it turned out to be a meat ticket, I almost thought he was some kind of expert. Chi Yan shouted angrily, is this clearly treating me as an idiot?

"I'm going to kill him." Chibi pulled out the machete.

Cheng Dalei looked at the sky above his head, and said leisurely, "I advise you to obediently leave people behind. If I'm in a good mood, I can choose to spare your life."

Chi Yan really didn't know what kind of ambitious leopard guts this meat ticket had eaten. When he spoke so loudly, he sharpened his knife and wanted to kill him with one knife.

"If Lord Chibi does not make a move, I will send him to heaven now."

Yin Wanliang strode over and refused to even look at Cheng Dalei. He held the spear in both hands and stabbed it against Cheng Dalei's chest.

Cheng Dalei lowered his head, and a trace of hatred flashed in his black-haired eyes.

Everyone thought that Cheng Dalei would definitely die this time. There was not much room for dodging in the wooden cage, and Yin Wanliang's shot was aggressive. Although he was defeated by Fan Lihua in one round, it did not mean that Yin Wanliang was a weak player.

When everyone came back to their senses, they were surprised to find that the head of the iron spear was firmly in Cheng Dalei's hand. Although there are only two fingers, they can block the strength of Yin Wanliang's arms.

Yin Wanliang was sweating on his forehead, and the muscles in his arms were obviously bulging, but his strength was like a mud ox into the sea, unable to break free from Cheng Dalei's shackles.

"Hey, give it to me."

Cheng Dalei suddenly exerted force, Yin Wanliang's arms trembled as if electrified, his hands subconsciously let go, and the iron spear had already fallen into Cheng Dalei's hands.

The first time Cheng Dalei grabbed the gun, he did something that no one thought of. He started to pry at the fence of the wooden cage with an iron gun.

Yin Wanliang was seized with a gun in one move, and he was embarrassed and embarrassed. With such skills, how could he lead a village in the future. He was so embarrassed that he shouted: "Come here, kill me, kill him."

There was a creaking sound, the wooden cage began to shake, and seven or eight people gathered around the wooden cage. Iron spears, broadswords, and spears pierced into the wooden cage almost simultaneously.

The air was quiet for a few breaths. Anyone who wanted to come, Cheng Dalei should also be wearing iron. But no one thought that everyone's weapons were taken away by Cheng Dalei and placed beside him.

At that moment just now, Cheng Dalei took over the knife and grabbed the knife in one go. He shot seven times in a row, each time as fast as lightning.

At this moment, Cheng Dalei was holding a machete, holding the knife in both hands, the back of the knife was wrapped around his waist, and his whole body strength was centered on the waist and eyes, and the force was released suddenly by rotation.

"Open it, open it, open it!"

"Come here, kill him, fast!" Yin Wanliang had realized that something bad was going to happen.

"Open!"

With a knife, the wooden cage was cut off, and everyone surrounded the wooden cage as the center. With a bang, Cheng Dalei flew up and fell outside the crowd.

Everyone saw his high-flying figure, like a white crane in the sky.

Cheng Dalei landed on his feet and let out a sigh of relief. He was imprisoned for three or four days, and his whole body almost grew hair. He shook his body, his bones crackling.

After that, he turned his attention to Chi Yan.

For a moment, Chibi felt like he was being watched by a wild leopard on the grassland. If you don't move, he will pounce on you and tear you apart.

"Kill him!"

"kill!"

Yin Wanliang and Chibi gave orders at the same time, and two groups of men and horses surrounded Cheng Dalei, with machetes, spears, mace, and various weapons.

Cheng Dalei put his toes on his toes and flew over their heads. Everyone couldn't do anything, so they could only look up and watch Cheng Dalei fly by.

Cheng Dalei landed next to Fan Lihua, cut off the arm of the man holding Fan Lihua with a knife, moved his body slightly, and helped Fan Lihua, who was about to fall, into his arms.

"Miss Fan, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The knife pressed against Fan Lihua's chest, cut off the rope on her body, and carried her on her back.

A spear came towards Cheng Dalei, Cheng Dalei stepped back and snatched it, and the knife slid along the spear, cutting off the opponent's throat.

Immediately after, Cheng Dalei cut the spear into two pieces with one knife, abandoned the knife for the spear, used the spear as a sword, and cut a way out.

Half of the spear shaft is a sword, Cheng Dalei's speed is extremely fast, a tattoo is clean and neat, the attack is attacked again, and he goes straight to the fast sword of Afei, and when he finds an opportunity, he uses explosive fireworks, and blood flows into rivers where he steps on. .

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Under the premise of protecting Fan Lihua, he still had such a formidable skill. If there was no restraint from Fan Lihua, how fast would he be.

Cheng Dalei jumped out of the siege and escaped into the Juyi Hall with Fan Lihua. With a thud, the door of the Juyi Hall was closed behind him.

"Sword, where is my sword?" Cheng Dalei.

Fan Lihua was already very weak at the moment. When she was already desperate, she didn't expect Cheng Dalei to jump out, bringing a slight turn of events to the situation.

"Sword, the sword is in my room..."

"Where is your room?" The short spear in Cheng Dalei's hand was no longer usable.

"outside."

"..." Cheng Dalei said: "Sword, is there any other sword here?"

Fan Lihua pointed behind Cheng Dalei, Cheng Dalei saw a sword hanging behind the tiger chair in the Juyi Hall.

Cheng Dalei flew and took it down. This sword was for decoration. Fortunately, the blade had been opened, but the quality of the blade was not comparable to that of the ordinary sword.

Barely can.

Cheng Dalei tore off a piece of his shirt and tied the sword to his palm. During the process, he glanced at Fan Lihua and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Boom!

The door was knocked open, one person broke in, Cheng Dalei pulled out his sword and retracted it in one go, and the other party fell to the ground as a corpse.

Fan Lihua gasped, she did not expect that there would be such a fast sword and such a clean killing in the world.

"Are you all right?" Cheng Dalei did not forget to pay attention to Fan Lihua's physical condition.

"It's okay, I can hold on."

Cheng Dalei saw that her face was pale and sweating like rain, and her hands were holding her lower abdomen all the time.

"I also understand that it must be very painful for the female aunt to come."

"..." A black line appeared on Fan Lihua's forehead: What is this?

"So don't do any strenuous exercise, I'm here." Cheng Dalei wiped the blood off his sword and stared at the door with all his attention.

"Keep, can you keep it?" Fan Lihua was still a little weak.

"It's hard to say." Cheng Dalei held the sword in his palm: "But there is no time when I can't hold it."

Two people in a row broke into the Juyi Hall, and Cheng Dalei asked, "Can you kill it?"

"Can!"

Cheng Dalei took two lives lightly.