Shen Yuanjing and the Crazy Sands were fighting outside, and Linghu Chong quietly slipped into the cottage and removed the secret guards one by one according to the plan agreed upon by the two.

The outside shouts became more and more intense. Linghu Chong was worried about his junior brother's situation and became impatient. After speeding up the guards in the house, he rushed out without caring about comforting the restless people.

He ran into two supervisors head-on and was about to come and take the people as hostages.

Both sides were stunned. Linghu Chong reacted first and immediately sent it out with a sword. The place was small and there was no way to avoid it. The supervisor who had just beaten the people looked at the fast sword stabbing at the brother beside him, hurriedly pulled it away and pushed it up himself.

"Brother Jiu!" Another supervisor was pulled and staggered, but Tuo Jiu was stabbed in the chest and was dumbfounded.

"Fifteen, go quickly!"

Linghu Chong originally hated the supervisor Tuo Jiu, but at this moment, the other party sacrificed himself as others, which made people admire him. For a moment, the hatred disappeared and he forgot to be on the battlefield.

Thief Wu pulled out the knife and rushed over. Linghu Chong woke up. With one move, Jin Yan held it across the sky, and turned his hand and made a refreshing breeze, stabbing Thief Wu's right shoulder. Thief Wu couldn't hold his right hand firmly, and the knife fell to the ground, and he staggered back two steps.

Linghu Chong was about to step forward and make up for a sword when he suddenly felt a trip on his leg. He looked down and found that it was Tuo Jiu lying on the ground, hugging his left leg, his eyes straight forward, and his mouth was spitting blood, and he kept saying, "Fifteen, go quickly!"

"There is no crazy sand thief who left his brother to escape. Let's hold him down together and buy time for the elder brother!" As he said that, the thief rushed over with his left fist. Linghu Chong stabbed out with a sword. He did not dodge or avoid, and let the sword pass through his chest, fell down with the flow, and hugged Linghu Chong's right leg tightly.

Linghu Chong struggled hard, using his internal strength to shake off the already dead Thief. But Thief Jiu was still alive, hugging Linghu Chong's left leg tightly, and refused to let go.

Linghu Chong raised his sword several times, trying to kill Thie Jiu. But when he saw the blood in his mouth gushing out like a spring, he refused to give up. He couldn't bear it in his heart and the sword could not fall.

Suddenly the sound of fighting outside disappeared, and Linghu Chong remembered Shen Yuanjing, frightened and sweated in cold sweat, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and stabbed Bijiu to death, and ran to the front yard with his legs.

"Second junior brother!"

When Linghu Chong arrived at the front yard, he saw only corpses on the ground, four wild sand thieves tilted on the pile of firewood from the 19 corpses, and the boss who knelt on one knee.

The Crazy Sand Thieves are very powerful, but they rely on their fearless aura and the mad dog spirit that rushes forward. Their martial arts are not necessarily very powerful.

Shen Yuanjing's kung fu was more than one of them, so he naturally didn't take much effort. He had a fight and his clothes were neat and tidy.

He looked at Linghu Chong's waist and legs with a large pool of blood on his legs, and frowned: "Are you injured?"

"No, the enemy's blood!" Linghu Chong looked at Shen Yuanjing as he was fine, and then he let out a long breath. He casually glanced at the crazy sand thief who fell to the ground and found that they were almost all swords between their eyebrows, throats or chests. He couldn't help but sigh at the essence of his junior brother's sword technique.

"Brother, you are here just in time. Let's call some people to bring the bodies together, and the number of them is missing."

As soon as this was said, the boss immediately cursed: "Little bastard, the crazy thieves never separate. I will live and die together. If you want to kill, you will be more painful, and don't humiliate your brothers' bodies."

"It seems that there is a fish that has missed the net. Brother, don't be too slow, bring people here quickly."

Linghu Chong released the people as he said, and there were about twenty people, and they brought the bodies of the robbers of the Mad Sand one by one. Shen Yuanjing counted them and there were twenty-five people who died and died: "Do you know, how many people are there in this group of thieves?"

"At first, forty-seven people died, and until today, there are twenty-eight people." A middle-aged man in a ragged gown stood up timidly and answered carefully.

"You bastards, I would have slaughtered you all if I had known it." A thief lying on the pile of firewood roared: "Wait, I will not let you go if I become a ghost!"

The middle-aged man in the long gown was so scared that he stepped back and sat down on the ground. The crazy sand thief laughed loudly, and looked at Shen Yuanjing with his eyes wide open, and then said, "You little bastard, you are the same. Wait for me to be a ghost before coming to find you?"

"Then remember to bring the other forty-seven ghosts and let me save them together." Shen Yuanjing said with a sword, piercing the other party's throat.

"Lao Qi!" "Brother Qi!", Tuo Qi clapped his throat and made a giggle, raising his last strength, and squeezed out a sentence towards the boss: "Be a brother again in the next life!" Then he fell to the ground and died of anger.

Shen Yuanjing turned around and discussed with Linghu Chong: "Senior Brother, it seems that I can't ask anything, just kill them all."

"What?" Linghu Chong was startled. He didn't expect his junior brother to be so murderous. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I think it's better to send it to the government?"

Shen Yuanjing was about to say something. At this time, the young man who was beaten during the day looked at the killing of Tuo Qi, rushed out with a strange cry, pounced on the corpse, grabbed his teeth and bit it for a while, but it was not enough, so he grabbed a stone and smashed it over the head of the corpse.

The three remaining thieves next to him kept cursing, and the boss said angrily: "Your noble family and decent sect are you humiliating my brother's body like this?"

Linghu Chong was inspired by this and used his sword sheath to push away the young man who smashed the body, saying, "Although these people deserve to die, they are men and should not be humiliated like this."

At this time, the middle-aged man in long robe just touched him again, helped him up and bowed repeatedly: "Young hero calm down, young hero calm down, this thief is really doing many evil things. Erlangzi's family of six, his parents, brothers and sister were killed by him."

Linghu Chong turned his head and saw that the young man had a disheveled face and could not see his appearance. He was barefoot, his blood-stained clothes were torn, and only a few strips of cloth were hanging on his body. His exposed skin was covered with whip marks. He was like a hungry wild dog, revealing his yellowed teeth and his eyes were red, looking at Thief's body.

The remaining three thieves were scolding each other, and Shen Yuanjing didn't say anything. He walked over and swept a few swords, cut off their tendons and leg tendons, and then kicked them into the crowd of people.

The people were startled and retreated continuously until they saw that the three thieves could not move, and then they rushed forward crying and shouting. The middle-aged man in the long gown couldn't help but pick up a stone and smashed it hard.

Screams of screams came, and the boss was stunned and roared repeatedly, but he could not stop the people who vented. He had to yell at Shen Yuanjing and Linghu Chong: "Why are the two dignified Huashan disciples so cruel!"

Shen Yuanjing had no expression on his face, Linghu Chong couldn't bear it, so he turned his head aside. The boss was a little desperate and took another look. The eyes of the three subordinates were snatched out. Suddenly, he knelt down on his knees and snatched the ground with his head: "Please give me brothers a pleasure!"

As soon as this boss came out, he was very proud of Yun, and he didn't care about life and death at all. He was captured by Shen Yuanjing and refused to kneel down. Now he is willing to kowtow for his brothers.

Linghu Chong could no longer hold it back, so he pushed the crowd away and gave the three crazy sand thieves a sword.

The scene calmed down for a moment, and the boss burst into tears. He kowtowed to Linghu Chong, then supported the ground with his hands, slowly climbed to the edge of the firewood, struggled to stand up, and said to Linghu Chong: "Please give me some fun too!"

Linghu Chong looked awe-inspiring, and he bowed with fists: "You are also a hero, I..."

"Rape and plunder, kill innocent people indiscriminately, and only bully people who are weaker than themselves. Such things that are inferior to pigs and dogs are worthy of being called heroes?" Shen Yuanjing interrupted Linghu Chong's words, sneered, slapped them with a palm, and firewood scattered everywhere.

The boss lost his body and staggered and knelt on the ground again. Shen Yuanjing poked out with a sword and opened a hole in his throat.

"Ho ho", the boss's eyes were filled with shock and anger, and he fell forward with his throat covering his head, knocking his head in the dust, facing the people.

"Shen Yuanjing, you..." Linghu Chong was extremely angry.
Chapter completed!