The vast snowy ground is pure white. Whether it is Xuantian riding alone or Fuwei's gang of hundreds of horses galloping, they are all very dazzling. They can see each other even though they are far apart.
The black lin horse's legs are very strong. Although it is not as fast as usual in running in the snow, it is not slow either.
The two sides got closer and closer, and soon the black spots turned into human figures. After a while, the other party's face could be seen in the distance.
Xuantian stopped riding his horse, his eyes were fixed on a giant man like an iron tower at the front and left of the horse thieves in front, and he secretly said: "Is it the third leader of the Fuwei Gang? Could this group of horse thieves be the Fuwei Gang? They actually came from Qingshui
Town, migrated to Yemayuan near Beimo County?"
"The boss, Mr. Yin, that boy in front is exactly our target - Huang Tian."
When Xuantian saw the third master, the third master also spotted Xuantian and shouted in excitement.
Yin Jiuqiu, the First Master, and the Second Master had already seen Xuantian parked far ahead, and they all laughed.
"Wow-oh-oh-ow-! Hahahaha! Hahahaha...!"
When the horse thieves in the rear heard the familiar laughter of the first and second masters, they all screamed and laughed.
This is their common tactic. When they are looting a village, they will shout like this while still far away. With the power of their horses, they will scare the resisting people in some villages out of fear, and they can slaughter them without any effort.
A village of hundreds of people.
More than a hundred horse thieves laughed loudly, screamed, and rushed towards Xuantian. Behind each horse thieves, there was a long saber on their back. The saber was gleaming with cold light, and had a thick back and a long blade. There were blood stains flowing on it.
It can be seen that they have just bloodbathed a village, and the blood stains of the villagers are all over it.
Because of his grudge against the third master, Xuantian had already inquired about everything about the Fuwei Gang in Qingshui Town. He knew that the first master and the second master were both tenth-level martial arts warriors, and there were no innate masters in the gang.
Xuantian had long wanted to settle accounts with the Fuwei Gang, but because the Fuwei Gang disappeared, he left it alone. This time the Fuwei Gang actually moved to the vicinity of Beimo County, and looking at the battle formation, it seemed that the horse thieves from the Fuwei Gang had specially charged.
He comes.
Xuan Tian had a feeling in his heart that he could not find anything despite his iron boots, and it was easy to get there, so he sat quietly on the horse, with a slight smile, watching the horse thieves from the Fuwei Gang rushing forward.
"This kid is a bit brave, he didn't even run away." Yin Jiuchou chuckled.
The headmaster said: "With all the disciples of the sect with such a temper, how can they be afraid of us reckless people? But this is better. His black lin horse has very strong legs. If he does run away, he will have to be chased for a while."
"Hehehehe, of course. I haven't killed any disciples of the sect yet. I'll take advantage of Young Master Yin to try something new this time!" the second master also said with a smile.
Yin Jiuqiu raised his head a little higher, with a proud smile on his face, and said: "Killing the disciples of the big sect is definitely much more satisfying than killing those useless civilians. I only killed so many people because of my master's blessing."
It’s just a disciple of the Tianjian Sect. This is my first time, too.
Hehe... These disciples of the sect, despite being extremely arrogant, are actually very afraid of death. Once their dignity is overthrown, they will kneel down to save their lives, and by then, they will be worse than dogs.
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While they were talking, members of the Fuwei Gang had already arrived in front of Xuantian. Yin Jiuchou and the three leaders lined up and stopped thirty meters in front of Xuantian.
The rest of the gang went around to both sides and formed a circle, trapping Xuantian in the circle.
"oh……"
"oh……"
"Wow……"
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All the horse thieves took the sabers in their hands, raised them high, and screamed loudly.
However, no matter how strangely these horse thieves screamed and how vigorously they waved the sabers in their hands, Xuan Tian remained calm and calm, without the slightest hint of anxiety or fear.
The leader raised the long knife in his hand, and all the horse thieves stopped screaming and became quiet.
The headmaster pointed his sword and shouted sharply at Xuan Tian: "Huang Tian, if you kill my Fuwei gang members, I will cut your head off and cut your body into pieces."
"Oh wow...!"
"Ouch...!" He moved, but his voice was drowned out by the wild screams of the horse thieves.
The headmaster raised his hand again, and the scene suddenly became quiet. The headmaster asked: "What did you say?"
Clang!
The cold snow sword is unsheathed.
"It's true that you can't find anything even if you wear iron boots. It takes no effort to get there."
Xuantian glanced at everyone's faces with a smile and said: I told you that there is a way to heaven, but if you don't take it, you will have no way to enter hell, and you are really asking for your own death!"
Xuantian's gaze was like a sword's energy, and the Fuwei Gang thieves who were caught by his gaze felt a chill on their necks.
"Hey hey hey! What a loud tone!"
Yin Jiuqiu's disdainful voice sounded and said: "Are all the disciples of Tianjian Sect as arrogant as you? Now you are acting like you are superior. Wait, I, Yin Jiuqiu, will beat you to a cripple and make you kneel down.
Beg me humbly on the ground."
"Three heads, you hold the line for me and watch how I torture and kill the disciples of the great sect."
As he spoke, Yin Jiuqiu's body straightened up, his legs stepped on the horse's back, the horse whinnied, and its hooves knelt down on the ground. However, Yin Jiuqiu's body rose up in the air instantly, and the long knife behind him fell down instantly.
He got it in his hand and killed it with one blow.
The light of the sword flashed, and an extremely fast sword slashed down instantly, falling from the sky and slashing towards Xuantian.
Jueying Sword Technique - Cutting the Waist Style!
At this moment, Xuantian, who had been smiling all the time, took action instantly. Facing these gangsters, Xuantian showed no mercy. Once he took action, he used the Xuan-level sword skill - Jueying Sword Technique.
There are many people on the other side, so Xuantian strives to kill with one strike every time he strikes out with his sword. He will never fight too slowly to delay time and put himself in danger.
The headmaster looked at Yin Jiuqiu's sword and nodded in praise: "Young Master Yin deserves to be the disciple of the Thunderbolt Swordsman. The domineering speed and speed of the sword are all..."
The second master and the third master were all nodding. Before the first master could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly changed and he heard a shrill scream.
Yin Jiuqiu's sword energy was already fast enough, but Xuantian's sword was faster and disappeared without a trace. The sword energy was still several feet away from Xuantian. With a flash of sword energy, it had already cut to Yin Jiuqiu's waist.
between.
Yin Jiuchou is worthy of being a warrior at the tenth level of the martial arts realm. The internal energy in his body has been transformed into the innate true energy. He is only half a step away from stepping into the innate.
At the moment when Qian Jun fired his hair, he bowed and jumped, and his body suddenly jumped up to a foot high in an instant.
However, even so, he could not avoid Xuantian's fatal sword. Although it did not hit Yin Jiuchou's waist, it cut off both of Yin Jiuchou's tui from the middle of the big tui.
Yin Jiuchou fell to the ground with a shrill scream, hugged his legs, and howled shrilly. The knife in his hand had already been released and fell aside.
Xuantian came first, and with just one sword, he actually cut off the legs of Yin Jiuqiu, who was at the tenth level of the martial arts realm. He was just a little short of killing him with one blow.
The pupils of the first master, the second master, and the third master suddenly dilated, and they were all unbelievable and extremely shocked.
Yin Jiuqiu is a warrior who has half of his feet in the innate realm. The internal energy in his body has begun to transform into innate true energy. His strength is so high that even the second master is better than the first master.
Even the most powerful Yin Jiuqiu was seriously injured by Xuantian's sword. He lost the power to resist. If he fights alone, who else is his opponent?
"Kill! Give them all to me and hack them to death!"
The first boss and the second boss roared loudly at the same time.
It's not that the third master doesn't want to give orders together with the first master and the second master, but that he has no chance.
Jueying Sword Technique - Headless Style!
Xuantian cut off both of Yin Jiuqiu's legs with one sword. Instead of finishing Yin Jiuqiu's life with another sword blow, he launched an attack at the first moment. The light of the sword seemed to teleport, and he cut it.
The throat of the Third Master.
The third master, who was only at the ninth level of martial arts, had no ability to resist in the face of the Jueying Sword Technique. The sword light flashed, and before the third master could even react, a boss's head flew up and flew back.
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The third master only saw the world moving forward. An extremely tall headless body, spurting blood wildly, appeared in front of him. The next moment, the third master lost consciousness and died directly.
A sword sliced off the third master's head, and the first master and the second master had just finished yelling.
Seeing the tragic situation of the third master, the first master and the second master felt as if they were in an ice cellar.
At this moment, they finally understood what Xuantian meant when he said, "You can't find anything even if you break through iron boots, and you can find it without any effort."
Originally, the Fuwei Gang had a grudge against Xuantian, but the Fuwei Gang silenced themselves and moved away from Qingshui Town. Xuantian had no idea where they had gone, and the crisis of the Fuwei Gang was over.
However, it happened that the Fuwei Gang moved to the vicinity of the county where the Xuantian family was located. What made the Fuwei Gang even more doomed was that they did not repent. Xuantian did not come to trouble them, but instead they came to trouble Xuantian.
Isn't this asking for death?
Just like this, holding the neck and hitting someone else's knife edge, this is what the first and second masters felt at this time.
However, all regrets are in vain!
Seeing the blood stains on the swords of the horse thieves, Xuan Tian knew that just now, these people from the Fuwei Gang must have done something outrageous to both humans and gods.
Therefore, for the horse thieves of the Fuwei Gang, Xuantian would kill one, no matter how little, and no matter ten, no matter how many, he killed.
What's more, the Fuwei Gang had a grudge against Xuantian, and Xuantian was quick to kill the horse thieves from the Fuwei Gang.
Xuantian was quite close to the first master and the second master. The first master and the second master knew that at such a close distance, turning around and running away would only lead to death. Only by fighting and cooperating with the other horse thieves could they have any hope of survival.
The first master and the second master looked at each other. The two of them had been burning, robbing and looting together for more than ten years. They already had a tacit understanding in their hearts. They suddenly shouted in unison: "Kill...!"
The sabers of the two men crossed and cut down, and the two sabers, one horizontal and one vertical, intertwined in a cross shape and slashed towards Xuantian.
Jueying Sword Technique——Heart-killing Style!
The world in front of the headmaster suddenly darkened, and only a sword light flashed suddenly, as if coming from outside the sky, passing through all obstacles.
In the next teleportation, there was a sharp pain in the heart, and the cold snow sword pierced the heart of the great master.
With just enough time to scream, the eldest master followed closely behind the third master and embarked on the road to hell.
