Mutated Tao Chapter 190: Soldier

As Li Huowang drew his sword, a strong murderous aura filled the entire Juyi Hall, making everyone present feel as if they were in the center of the battlefield.

The sound of three drawn swords continued, and the bandits with various weapons from all directions charged forward with difficulty and with murderous intent.

However, some of the bandits couldn't hold on any longer, and the fear in their eyes grew deeper and deeper.

When the sword was inserted back again, the surroundings quickly calmed down.

At this moment, the bandit leader's laughter also disappeared, and the three drinking and eating meat raised their chins and stared at Li Huowang motionlessly.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely tense, the bald man sitting upright picked up a fried peanut and stuffed it into his mouth.

A smiling broad-faced bandit immediately flashed out from the side to smooth things over.

"This real person, don't worry, what's the matter, let's discuss it, it's fate to meet you, let's sit down and have a drink together."

Li Huowang was not stage-frightened either, so he just went over and sat down, picked up the meat they had eaten and ate it.

The round-faced man hunched over to smooth things over, stayed beside Li Huowang, waiting carefully like a buddy.

He took out a paper fan with landscape paintings from his arms, fanned Li Huowang lightly, and put the fan away.

Pointing to a bald man sitting at the front table of the Eight Immortals Table with Dama Jindao. "This is our master, Da Jinlong."

"This is our second in charge, Xiashanhu." The bandit in a tiger-skin coat snorted coldly.

After saying this, it is over, and the last person is not introduced.

The last man on the table with a gloomy expression picked up the sea bowl and took a big gulp.

He is very distinctive, except for his fierce and crooked appearance, and a tattoo of prison character on the left forehead. No matter who these three people are, their skeletons are huge, much bigger than others.

Following that, the round-faced man tapped his nose with a fan. "In Xialiuxiang, I'm a wordsmith in the village, and I've seen a real person."

"Is the troupe still there? How many people died?" Li Huowang asked directly.

The man in the tiger-skin gown beside him was about to say something irritablely, but he was suppressed by Da Jinlong's eyes.

Following him waving his hand, after a while, several unkempt people were brought out. These people were Lu Jiaban who had not been seen for a long time.

Seeing Li Huowang sitting with the bandit leaders, Lu Zhuangyuan immediately knelt down and kowtowed continuously,

The sound is extremely miserable.

"Little Daoist! Little Daoist, help!!"

Using the tip of his tongue to shave the shreds of meat between his teeth, Li Huowang swept across their faces, then stood up and prepared to walk out of the cave.

Lv Zhuangyuan burst into tears of joy, and hurriedly dragged his son, who was beaten and bleeding, to follow.

"Wait a minute~ Did I tell you to leave?"

As soon as the arrogant words came out, the bandits around immediately blocked Li Huowang's way.

Looking back, Li Huowang found that the person who spoke was not the so-called Da Jinlong, but the gloomy man with the word prison on his forehead.

He knocked on the table with his thick knuckles, "Come on, keep drinking, the theater troupe will let it go first, what does the Siqiyou family have to do with you?"

"Four Qi Right Family?"

Seeing that Li Huowang was confused, the man smiled, knocked a edamame and took another sip of wine.

"Don't pretend, your sword belongs to You Zixiong, right? He gave you this sword for no reason?"

Seeing the man looking at the sword behind him, Li Huowang began to recall something at this moment. It seemed that there were many other things on the sword.

After looking at the faces of these three people for a while, Li Huowang noticed something was wrong.

Although it seems that the bandits in this village are the so-called masters. But this person spoke so harshly that he didn't give the other party any face.

"Who are you? The third master in this village?

"The three masters of shit! My **** name is Wang Deqiu!"

The man suddenly jumped up, and directly hit Li Huowang's heart with his palm, knocking him into the air.

This force was so powerful that it almost knocked Li Huowang into the air and couldn't get out.

Gao Zhijian, who was tall and tall, rushed up quickly, and firmly caught Li Huowang with his broad hands.

Passing his hand to his painful chest, Li Huowang suddenly burst into anger, drew his sword and rushed towards the man.

Wang Deqiu stood there with a surprised expression, looking at Li Huowang who was rushing towards him

"This person has eaten my palm, but his heart is still not broken? There is some way."

"It's his grandma's! Make this grandson!" Da Jinlong kicked the Eight Immortals table flying with his foot, took out a mace, and rushed towards him.

With this action, the surrounding area was completely chaotic, and all the bandits rushed up one after another.

It seems that the strength of the two sides is very different, and Li Huowang's side is doomed to be defeated, but in reality, this is not the case.

Gao Zhijian let out an angry roar, swung the stick in his hand vigorously, and directly lifted the three of them into the air.

The two bandits with daggers were about to go around, when a pair of hands with black nails penetrated their necks.

Several Tugang standing in the distance raised the crossbow arrows in their hands, and Chun Xiaoman opened "Daqianlu" with a clatter,

He directly raised the sword and cut off the nails and flesh of his two fingers.

Accompanied by Chun Xiaoman's screams, her fingernails flew up, and everyone between her and the bandits holding crossbows was separated from each other.

Li Huowang didn't pay attention to the back. At this time, all his attention was focused on the three people in front of him. These three people were the core of the entire bandit den.

"Qiang!" Xia Shanhu's huge big ring knife collided heavily with the long sword in Li Huowang's hand, pushing Li Huowang back several steps with great force.

But that was the end of it, with the sound of stabbing, the sharp sword in Li Huowang's hand easily cut off Xia Shanhu's big ring knife, and slashed straight at his face.

"Second brother!" Da Jinlong roared angrily and just rushed up to rescue his brother, Wang Deqiu rushed up first.

Holding a jet-black long straight knife in his hand, he slashed at Li Huowang's hand holding the sword with an afterimage.

"铛~!" Accompanied by the sound of crisp metal impact, the straight knife jumped out of a gap.

Li Huowang retreated and shifted his attack target.

The skill of these three people is obviously higher than that of Li Huowang, but their shortcoming is also fatal, that is, their weapons, all of which were broken in a few strokes.

In this regard, the three of them began to restrain them one after another, and did not dare to fight Li Huowang.

When the pressure subsides, a woman with a red hijab comes over to make a rescue.

"Boom boom boom!! As soon as the whip hits the drum, it rings. When the drum beats, please the gods. To invite the gods, you have to press the inner fairy first. Triple wolf master, triple hurdle..."

The red hijab raised three wolf heads quickly and bit the big golden dragon's neck fiercely.

The wolf's head was quickly crushed, but it quickly condensed again, biting it hard again, biting out the bones of the big golden dragon, and the blood sprayed out made the red hijab even redder.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Huowang instantly chopped off the head of the Erdangjia, holding the **** sword and looking at Wang Deqiu.

"It is said that there are rules in the green forest, but I found out that they are all bullshit. The rules are the sword in your hand!"

Facing the desperate situation, Wang Deqiu smiled. "There are rules, but the rules also depend on the person. Hou Shu people don't follow the rules of the You family in Siqi."

"What do you mean?"

"Siqi Youjia is a military strategist, how many Houshu people have they killed? Do you really think we can let you pass by so swaggeringly?"

"Heh, when did bandits talk about national friendship? If you really want to talk about this, why did you rebel in the first place?"

Facing Li Huowang's disdain, Wang Deqiu smiled and said nothing.

Looking at his smiling face, Li Huowang's expression gradually turned cold, and he suddenly wanted to understand the identity of the other party.

"Wait, you are not bandits! You are soldiers!"

"Hehe, bandits and soldiers, is it necessary to distinguish them so clearly? Aren't they all about murderers?"

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