The generals of the Qi army knew that what he said was not unreasonable. As long as Hu Bugui stood here, they would have no way to rush to Panlong Village. The army formed a formation to compete with the master, but if they wanted to fight against him, they would not think about it. Once the formation was scattered, facing such a person would be dead. It would be another matter if he brought thousands of people, but now, he only had five hundred people.

Staring at Hu Bugui, he sneered. It was indeed the case in normal times, but this time it was different. Seducing Qin Wu's personal guard master was originally one of their tasks. I originally thought that Hu Bugui would appear when attacking Panlong Village, but now I didn't expect that he would appear here in advance.

We also have masters who are in charge of the formation. The generals of Qi army looked at Hu Bugui with mockery in their eyes.

The big sword was raised, and hundreds of soldiers behind him roared together. Following the steps of the Qi generals, he took another step forward.

A clear sword sound came from the forest, and the Qi general's expression suddenly relaxed. A one-armed swordsman appeared in front of him.

"Master Lan!" he shouted excitedly.

"You go to Panlong Village, just leave it to me!" Lan Yong waved his hand and said to the general of Qi.

"Master, please!" The general of Qi army glared at Hu Bugui fiercely, then looked at the dozens of robe-shaped corpses lying on the ground. He stomped his feet, turned around with a knife, and shouted: "Follow me."

Hundreds of Qi troops dispersed the military formation with a loud bang, and instantly formed several columns, following the generals toward Panlong Mountain without looking back.

Hu Bugui didn't even look at the leaving Qi army, and his eyes fell on the one-armed sword-carrying man standing not far away, with a cold look. This time, such a big fight and all the effort to make arrangements was just for the person in front of him?

"Lan Yongchuan?" he asked coldly.

The answer to him was a sword sound. The long sword that Lan Yongchuan was behind him popped out of the scabbard and landed on his one-arm.

"Hu Bugui, are you very anxious now and want to rush to Panlong Village immediately?" Lan Yongchuan sneered: "If you want to go, you can defeat me first."

"More than ten years ago, the butcher chopped off one of your arms. You still have one hand to use a sword. If the other hand is broken today, are you going to use your feet to use your sword next?" Hu Bugui sneered.

"Even if you only have one hand, it's enough to deal with you." Lan Yongchuan was not disturbed by Hu Bugui's ridicule at all. He raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Hu Bugui.

The two swords confronted each other for a moment, and suddenly the sword energy spread. The figures of the two men disappeared. Only the cold light of the sword shadow remained in the forest, but the sound of the two swords fighting was not heard.

In a flash, the sword energy was completely curled, and the two separated by more than ten feet apart. Hu Bugui's sleeves shattered in pieces, flying gently in the wind like a butterfly, holding the long sword with his bare arms. Lan Yongchuan's hair on the opposite side was scattered, and his long hair was scattered.

"How does Hu Lao Pian feel?"

"It seems that you have taken advantage of it." Hu Bugui sneered.

"A expert will know if it is there any." Lan Yongchuan shook his head gently: "You are no match for me, Hu Bugui, you have been living a comfortable life over the years, but I am different. I am trying to sharpen my sword skills every day, and look forward to meeting a butcher again one day and seeking him to avenge his broken arm."

Hu Bugui actually nodded, "You are pretty good. You are indeed a little taller than me now, but it doesn't seem easy to beat me, hehe, since that's the case, I'll say goodbye, I still have something to do."

After giving up this sentence, Hu Bugui still faced Lan Yongchuan, but he retreated like lightning. In a blink of an eye, he retreated into the forest. Lan Yongchuan was stunned. He didn't expect that Hu Bugui would leave as soon as he said he could leave, and he didn't even want his face. In a rage, he yelled: "There is such a cheap thing, if you want to leave, eat me and talk about it." He held the sword and chased him.

Wen Yaowu stopped and quietly felt the sharp sword intent coming from afar. He smiled with satisfaction on his face. Lan Yongyuan had already stopped Hu Bugui, and the rest was up to him.

He looked up at Panlong Village not far away. As the sky gradually became clear, the firelight there seemed to be dim, and black shadows were moving towards the top of the mountain. It was the Qi army led by Jia Fangzhou and the others. Without Hu Bugui, the rest was very simple. He took down Qin Wu, turned around and joined forces with Lan Yongchuan to deal with Hu Bugui.

He walked forward with satisfaction.

As soon as he walked out of a forest, he was a stagnant. On the snow, a scholar was waving a fan in one hand and carrying a wine pot in the other hand, standing high above a pile of snow, reciting a poem, drinking a sip of wine, and enjoying himself.

"Shishen Shi, you traitor." Seeing this person, Wen Yaowu was furious.

Shi Shusheng jumped down from the snow pile with a smile, tied the wine pot to his waist, and received it with a whistle and pointed at Wen Yaowu and said, "When I was in Qi, you were officials, I was bandit, and we have always been enemies. Later, the boy Cao Hui said that I and the brothers did something for him, so he would no longer make things difficult for us. Well, I did it, but he wanted to kill two birds with one stone and wanted to clean up my brothers with one stone. If I hadn't been lucky and fled to Ming Dynasty, the horse and leopard would not even be able to save their lives. You treat us like this, and I would pretend to be fine. Tell you, I am the youngest person. You respect me one foot, I respect you one foot, and I will cut you into meat sauce."

Wen Yaowu laughed: "I am a bandit, I'm not a little bit, it's very good. Since I met you today, I'll deal with you first."

Shi Shusheng laughed: "Wen Yaowu, you are stupid, don't you think about it, why did I appear here?"

"What do you think about? Are you not the personal guard of the Ming Dynasty's auxiliary state Gong Quanyun? That old man was worried about Qin Wu and sent you here too? What's the difference? Even if you can stop me, you can see, our team has already reached Panlong Mountain. Do you think that if you recruits can withstand our attack?"

"I will kill you first, and then I will kill those little pawns." Shi Shusheng shook his fan and said with a smile.

"Looking for death!" Wen Yaowu clenched his fists with both hands and stepped on the ground. The man rushed towards Shi Shusheng like a cannonball.

Shi Shusheng's fan stroked his chest, as if sealed and closed, and made a full defensive posture. With a dull sound, Shi Shusheng leaned back slightly, and the folding fan in his hand pressed against Wen Yaowu's fist, and the entire curve was bent. Moreover, as Wen Yaowu's strength increased, the curve of the fan became larger and larger. Once the feather fan broke, Shi Shusheng would be in danger of life immediately.

But Shusheng Shi seemed to have not realized that he was at an absolute disadvantage now, and there was a faint sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. Wen Yaowu looked at Shusheng Shi's reaction opposite and felt a little shocked. As far as he knew, Shusheng Shi was not a person who was fearless of death.

Something weird.

This thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

The snow pile with Shi Shusheng's back hand suddenly exploded, and a splash of sword light flew towards Wen Yaowu along with the blown snowflakes.

"Congratulations to others!" Wen Yaowu roared shrillly and retreated suddenly.

He Rentu stood with a knife, and a blood bead on the tip of the knife slowly fell down.

Wen Yaowu retreated more than ten feet in a row before he stood still. He Rentu's knife did not really do anything to him. Instead, Shi Shusheng's folding fan was heavily placed on his chest.

He would rather be beaten by Shusheng Shi than take the sword against He Renji in such a situation just now. Shusheng Shi would only hurt himself, but after the sword against Shurenji, he would really kill someone.

However, it seems that the situation is not much better now. Shi Shusheng and He Rentu are in an angle with one angle on the left and one on the right, surrounding him in the middle.

Wen Yaowu took a deep breath.

"Train!" he said softly.

"Well, the trap is for you." He Rentu held a knife and looked at the other party, "Greedy people always have to pay the price."

Wen Yaowu was silent for a moment and looked at the top of Panlong Mountain where the Qi army had launched an attack.

"Is Qin Wu on the mountain true or false?"

"Guess?" He Rentu laughed and jumped up without warning, slashing at Wen Yaowu with a knife. Shi Shusheng rushed towards Wen Yaowu almost at the same time.

On the other hand, Lan Yongchuan gradually approached Hu Bugui. Seeing that Hu Bugui, who could not get rid of Lan Yongchuan, suddenly turned around and stood with a sword. He smiled and said with a grim smile: "Lan Yongchuan, since you are still in dispersed, then I will learn about your one-armed sword technique."

Lan Yong passed on his body and swords together, and flew quickly towards Hu Bugui.

Hu Bugui did not fight. After returning from a large tree that was thick and embracing on one side, a man suddenly turned out, and seemed to be limping, but in just two steps, he had already stepped in front of Hu Bugui, sat down on his waist and punched him out.

With a loud bang, Lan Yongchuan flew backwards, and the wild dog that had taken Lan Yongchuan's sword in front was still deeply pierced on the ground, but retreated backwards and plowed two deep grooves on the snow. He held his right fist with his left hand, and his face showed pain. Although this sword did not pierce his fist, it broke several of his finger bones in an earthquake.

Of course, Lan Yongchuan was extremely uncomfortable. He never expected that the opponent of this sword would suddenly change people. The wild dog's punch made his breath disordered. The person was in the air. Although he tried his best to adjust, Hu Bugui's sword had already hit like a storm in the sky. Even if he tried his best, when he fell to the ground, his whole body was covered with countless sword marks.

"Train!" Lan Yongchuan, covered in blood, screamed in a shrill voice.

On Panlong Mountain, countless flying hooks hooked the walls of Panlong Village, and black shadows flew towards the city like big birds. Jia Fangzhou and the Qi generals holding swords led the way.
Chapter completed!