Chapter 196

The seven masked horse bandits seem to have good martial arts. Li Luoyang is nervous for a moment. He doesn't know how many monk Jia can hold alone. If he can't hold four, the only person who can survive here today is sister yu'er in the carriage.

"Have you figured out how to die?"

"No more nonsense, kill!"

Masked horse thieves fell off one after another and took out their weapons. For a moment, the sword was as light as snow and the murderous spirit was in the air. Li Luoyang had no time to discuss with monk Jia, so he turned around and went to Xiao Hui and Dong Ming.

No matter how coveted the women in the carriage were, Li Luoyang didn't exchange his life with the human life around him. If those people didn't come up and say to kill, Li Luoyang might let monk Jia stand idly by - sometimes seeing may not be true, and good and evil will not be written on his face.

Eighteen copper rings fell into his hands, and monk Jia's strong figure was like a mountain. If he did, he would attract four opponents, two swords and one sword plus a mace.

"Sure enough, there are three left, Xiao Hui. Can you hold it?"

"I'll try my best."

Although Li Luoyang and Xiao Hui were injured, their combat effectiveness was much higher than that of Dong Ming, who had just begun to breathe and breathe. Two masked people killed one. Xiao Hui resisted one first, and Li Luoyang dared not neglect it. He rushed towards the remaining one. The last masked man wanted to lift the curtain of the carriage, but was blocked by the handlebar style.

"Slow down, slow down. If you want to lift the curtain, you have to ask the old man whether I agree or not."

The handlebar weapon is his whip. The so-called expert knows whether he has it or not. The seven foot long whip looks light and weak, but it can force the masked man holding two short knives back step by step. No matter how he tries, he can't break through the repeated whip shadow.

"Unexpectedly, she is a master of internal training. When she works as a handlebar, what is the origin of sister yu'er?"

Li Luoyang kept an eye on the battle while dealing with his opponent. Monk Jia fought a close match with one enemy and four, while Xiao Hui seemed a little weak. After all, his wound made him afraid to force casually, so he was inevitably timid. To say that the most clear situation was the handlebar style, whose martial arts clearly overwhelmed his opponent, I just don't know why he's always reluctant to kill.

"Sure enough, I've been fooled by evil. I've gone astray."

Although Li Luoyang worried about being used when the handlebar style appeared, he didn't expect to escape in the end. At present, if he wants to open the situation, he can't wait for the handlebar style conscience to find out, he can only rely on himself. The masked people opposite Li Luoyang use knives, some of which are like Tang Dao, but they are shorter and thicker than the military standard Tang Dao. Because they are shorter, their moves are more vicious, but their moves are more common. Li Luoyang doesn't have much trouble to deal with. The only thing that is inferior to each other is strength. After all, everyone is different in age.

"Boy, you have a good foundation. It's a pity."

The masked man who made the knife also felt that Li Luoyang's martial arts were extraordinary, but he was confident in his strength and could definitely beat Li Luoyang, so he also determined that Li Luoyang must be the last person to die, not him.

"It's a pity that your sister, look at me empty handed!"

Li Luoyang roared loudly and suddenly threw the waist knife in his hand at the other party. Anyway, the blade of his knife had been knocked like sawtooth. This move startled the masked man. After lifting the knife and knocking Li Luoyang's knife away, he quickly retracted the knife path. He was afraid that Li Luoyang had any special knife skills. He also knew that the only thing he was better than Li Luoyang was strength, If the knife is robbed, you can make a wool.

But where can Li Luoyang get into the white blade with empty hands? So far, he has only learned Li Jing's battle array Sabre technique, and he is still the way to kill in the military array. The reason why he yells so loudly is to divert the other party's attention and buy time for himself to get a bow and crossbow.

"Silly beep."

When the masked man came back to his senses, Li Luoyang had put up a stringed crossbow in his hand. When he saw the bright arrow pointing at himself, the masked man suddenly "clattered" in his heart and knew that he had done something bad.

Unfortunately, Li Luoyang didn't give him any reaction time. He felt that he had aimed at the masked man's chest and shouted, "look at the arrow!"

When Li Luoyang's shoulder moved, the masked man instinctively rowed in front of his chest with a knife. However, after the blade flickered, it was empty, and the imaginary crossbow arrow did not appear.

"Shameless, cheated again."

An idea flashed through the masked man's mind. Immediately after him, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down. Sure enough, half of the crossbow rod was still shaking, but the first half of the crossbow rod had penetrated into his body.

"Tut tut."

Li Luoyang, a masked man who didn't see the arrow, took time to string the crossbow, install the crossbow arrow, and then aim at Xiao Hui's opponent.

"No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of a kitchen knife. Don't you know my strength before you start? If you can't know yourself and the enemy, how can you win every battle? Xiao Hui bowed his head!"

Over there, Xiao Hui was obedient and bowed his head. His opponent instinctively waved a knife across his chest, but he waved empty like his colleague.

"NIMA."

With a "hum" sound, the crossbow arrow hit the target accurately. The masked man couldn't believe it, covered his wound and slowly fell on his back.

"Hey, brother, here's an arrow."

Seeing that Li Luoyang easily killed two masked people, he shouted with the handlebar style over there. In fact, there was no danger over him. Even if Li Luoyang didn't take a hand, there would be no problem, but his scream seemed to be dying.

Unfortunately, Li Luoyang never thought of paying attention to the handlebar style. He first picked up the short Tang Dao on the ground and said goodbye, and then walked slowly to monk Jia with a crossbow.

"The wind is tight, pull!"

Two companions were suddenly lost, making the remaining five masked people feel that the situation is not good. They are here to perform the task, not to die. Since there are powerful characters around the target today, it doesn't matter to retreat for the time being. It's not too late to do it next time when the opportunity is found.

There is only one who has been a thief for a thousand days. There is no one who has been a thief for a thousand days.

With the whistle of a masked man, the four masked men who besieged monk Jia made the last move and turned around and ran away. The guy who was originally happy with the handlebar style also wanted to run, but the handlebar style came with a smile: "stay!"

The whip threw out a circle in the air, followed closely, and accurately wrapped around the masked man's neck. At this time, the masked man had turned and accelerated. As a result, his upper body was pulled by his neck, but his lower body was still running forward. Under the competition of the two forces, the masked man's neck knelt first.

"Click" a crisp sound, Li Luoyang Wu forehead, sighed: "old Jia, don't chase the poor."