"I heard you talk about me here, so happy... so I came!"

The figure on the slope opened his hands and said this.

The disciples of the Hundred Swords Alliance also surrounded them from all directions.

The instantaneous change made many people unable to speak for a moment. From afar, Su Tan'er looked at the figure's movement of throwing away the rope and was stunned. After a moment, she covered her mouth and her eyes were wet. Next to her, a member of the Hundred Swords Alliance looked at Cheng Lie and Su Boyong, who were also strange: "Palm, thunder in the palm of the palm?"

From here, the figure just stood up and raised his hand to the side, and the fire spurted out. At this time, the shocking sound was echoing around the entire Ten Steps Slope. Judging from the momentum, it was really the same as the legendary Taoist magical powers and palm thunder. However, a little closer together, you could still see a tube-like object in Ning Yi's hand. After it was launched, Mars danced with a faint light.

The horse was shocked and fluttered desperately there. It was pulled hard by a Su family servant. The carriage was shaking for a while. However, the figure named Ning Yi opened his hand without any movement and said his own words. When Ma Lin fell, someone in Ou Peng's team called out "Ah!" and was about to rush forward. The cylinder with a faint light came to the right side, and someone next to him suddenly grabbed him.

Jiang Jing took a long time, swallowed and looked around.

Originally, there were about twenty people on my side, and they basically had a chance to break through on the spot. Although they might not be able to escape the shadow and threat of the Baidao Alliance after breaking through, at least they have great hope at the moment. But at this time, they have already surrounded the Baidao Alliance and returned.

Looking upwards, Ning Yi's figure stood there, unable to see his expression. In fact, they had heard or met Ning Yi, because they had cooperated with Xi Junyu to consider these things about the Su family since a few months ago, and had some investigation into this son-in-law who married into the family. However, it was a sense of view at that time. When the news of the Su family clan conference tonight came out, it was another sense of view. The impression of the clan conference was still not enough to be digested. At this time, the weak scholar appeared in front of them in an astonishing way. This image, even after the news of the clan conference came out, they might not have thought about it.

Everything happened too urgently, so they didn't have much room to think about it. Kidnapping or secretly killing Ning Liheng was a plan made by Jiang Jing and Xi Junyu in the morning. Tonight they happened to be the backpacker. They sent out four companions wearing Su family clothes. The situation was urgent just now, but when these clues were in line with each other, they could not make them happy.

However, suddenly, they realized that the direction of the gate of hope was suddenly closed. Cooperating with the previous surprise after the four-month layout of the Wu family was announced, and the power of the mysterious firearm, Jiang Jing and others were suddenly almost confused. The man holding a huge shovel next to him looked around and was about to rush forward. Ou Peng also held the big gun in his hand tightly. Everyone was already injured and exhausted, but no one rushed forward for a while.

Because behind Ning Yi, several Su Mansion guards were also drawing their swords to guard, and the disciples of the Hundred Swords Alliance surrounded this place. The big man holding the huge shovel took a step forward, and the red light suddenly turned to this place, and the big man quickly took a step back.

Ning Yi suddenly lowered the equipment in his hand and smiled.

"I have science, you have magical skills... Haha, I'm lying to you." The voice echoed on the slope, "I just made things like a bamboo tube into an iron tube. After putting on gunpowder, it's no different from a second kick. It's very troublesome to fill it. It can only be single shots, without rifling, and the effective killing distance is less than one meter..."

He shook his head there, saying something else that others could understand or could not understand. Su Tan'er, who was covering her mouth in the distance, had not yet she felt something familiar, and her "puff" smile even more.

"Because of this, if you didn't look at the head or face of a person from close range, it would have almost no effect except being very scary and surprising. This person..." He turned his head and looked at the corpse on the ground, thought for a while before choosing an adjective, "This hero was hit the first time, I have to say he was lucky, so I decided to name this thing 'Spray your face'."

He threw the "squirting your face" backhanded back into the curtain of the carriage. He tilted his head and said to the guard next to him: "In the future, erect a monument for them, and die of a humble mouth..."

At this time, the siege of the Hundred Swords Alliance was already completed. He said so many words above. Ou Peng and others couldn't figure out his reality at all. It was also because of the old man's revelation and the incident just now and Ning Yi's excessive calm expression that caused psychological pressure. There was no way, but he calmed down a little, accumulated strength and prepared to make a final try. The laughter sounded over there: "Haha, this is Nephew Ning." However, Cheng Lie walked over with his sword.

"In Xia Ning Liheng, the people from the Jianghu sent out bandits, and the blood-handed man slaughtered them. Is this... Leader Cheng?"

The sound in the night wind was spread far, and Ning Yi bowed and took out the name of Luofeng scared people. Cheng Lie was slightly stunned. The disciples of the Hundred Swords Alliance around him were also whispering for a while, or they were a little confused. Have you never heard of such a famous bandit name before? Ou Peng, Jiang Jing and others were also stunned. Unexpectedly, Ning Liheng had already gained such a reputation in the world. Perhaps the identity of a scholar in the past was simply an illusion.

A scene was outlined in my heart. Long before he got married with Su Tan'er, Ning Yi might have been a man from the world and made a huge reputation in some place. He was called the Blood Hand Man Slaughter. Later, when he got home and got married, his own group of people kicked the iron plate... It is therefore, he is not afraid of people like him at all now...

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a slight surprise, Cheng Lie also turned back: "Haha, I am Cheng Lie. Nephew Ning is really as legendary. Thanks to nephew's strategy this time, the Su family has just used small means to cut off the way these people... Ou Peng! What else do you have to say!"

Cheng Lie's voice echoed in the night sky. Ou Peng tightened the gun in his hand, turned slowly to Ning Yi, and also looked at the dead corpses underground, almost word by word: "My brother Ma Lin was injured by your strange hidden weapon, you are not defeated... Blood Hand Man Slaughtered? Do you dare to fight me!"

"Ma Lin...Ou Peng?" Ning Yi turned his head and looked at the corpse underground. For a moment, his expression became strange. After a while, he stretched out his toes and kicked the corpse underground. It was indeed dead, and blood was flowing on the road. Ning Yi sighed and looked at Ou Peng holding a big gun: "What qualifications do you... have to fight me now?"

He himself had a convincing temperament. When this sentence was said, it was ridiculous, calm, and with an understatement of emotion that was beyond words. Then he turned his head and walked towards the carriage next to him, pulled up the reins, and turned the front of the carriage.

"Do you don't have to talk about the morality of such evil villains with them... Let's go side by side!"

Everyone felt that this guy was very strange in his words. Whether it was the people of the Hundred Sword Alliance or Ou Peng, they actually fought with people every day and competed for territory. There were so many romantic morals in the world. But they could understand the meaning after all, and it was time to go together and end the battle - it was supposed to be like this. So after this sentence was finished, the bloody smell of killing suddenly condensed. Among the crowd, the giant man holding a shovel roared apart the night sky, and then, more shouts like raging waves boiled the night sky again.

"Kill--"

Cheng Lie rushed to the center of the encirclement with his horse, and his long sword passed through the sky and slashed like thunder. Many members of the Hundred Sword Alliance waved their long swords and rushed towards them.

The carriage drove in the opposite direction. Ning Yi turned around and looked at the crowd of people surrounding him, the sword light, blood light, and the intertwined. Ou Peng, holding a big gun, and his companions began to make a final try, and Xi Junyu was also surrounded in the center. Of course, this person was not important to him at all, and he didn't need to take it seriously.

Ou Peng, Ma Lin... Isn't this a person from Liangshan... He is thinking about this matter now, which is really interesting. Although he would perform from the beginning because these people were too bad-mouthed, he made a simple effort to prevent these guys from escaping from the Hundred Swords Alliance and delayed their time, but to be honest, after the one-on-three battle in the Su Mansion courtyard just now, he was more or less confident in his second-rate internal skills. In the past world, he had experience in fighting with swords and chopping people, so this time he came with confidence. But after hearing these two names, he suddenly felt that it would be better to avoid the battle strategically.

Sure, I practiced second-rate internal skills and I haven't been practicing for a long time, so why bother? Why do I have to come and fight with celebrities? Looking back at the blood waves that Ou Peng sacrificed his life in the crowd. Ning Yi also thought about what Lin Chong, Li Kui, and Lu Zhishen should be, what other martial arts people with interests should be, or what the Holy Lord Fang La, who had already started the army at this time, has been heard in the past or two years, and Fang La is also very powerful.

Thinking of Lu Hongti again, the fighting between these people seemed to be a little different from Lu Hongti's. It was actually better than the cutting of people in the street market thousands of years later, but it still seemed that it could not compare to the iron blood and tragic that Lu Hongti felt when he was assassinating. Ou Peng seemed very powerful, especially at this time, under the threat of life, a big gun almost danced wildly, and the blocker was invincible. Cheng Lie, who was equally powerful, was forced to retreat by him for a while, but it seemed that there were still many rules. Ning Yi couldn't feel it too deep now, but he just felt that it was a bit different from the feeling that seemed like a barbaric and ignorant in Lu Hongti's kung fu.

She said at that time that her kung fu has always been grinding with the Liao people's battle formations and has never had much connection with the martial arts people in the Central Plains. She didn't know how many moves these people could block her. How could Lin Chong and Fang La, the top martial arts skills in Liangshan, fight with her.

Ning Yi was not concerned about the current battle results. Ou Peng led his men to rush around on the Ten Steps Slope, but the number of companions next to him was also decreasing. Ning Yi was just watching the game in the distance while thinking about all kinds of messy things. When he turned around, he took out his telescope and looked at Jiangning.

It seemed that a team of firelight came from there, and perhaps the people from the government finally responded to the battle here. Ning Yi drove the carriage and turned to the location of Su Tan'er and Su Boyong in a tragic killing, shouting and roaring.

When the government came, it was time for a result to come here. No matter how he was a scientist, he would not participate in the fight. He was holding the rough small fire gun - or small cannon, thinking boredly.

Over there, the fierce fighting continued. Here, Su Tan'er pushed her father's wheelchair and came to the hospital surrounded by the guards. Under the night sky, in front of the ten-step slope, it looked like two unrelated groups of people, the poles of Yin and Yang, while gathering together, weaving a death separation...

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In the past, I wanted to write a martial arts novel, and the protagonist was almost invincible, but every time I liked to stand behind the crowd and shout righteously: "Do you don't have to tell them any morals about the world..." Then I made all the martial arts masters feel depressed to death.^_^

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