Volume 1 Chapter 18 I strike with one sword, and 300 bandits are wiped out

Ye Tingmu's voice came out faintly and fell into the ears of the bandits.

The police were not the only ones who were shocked when they heard the words "Black Wind Valley".

Of course there is also Dongfang Qingzhu. After all, it was the people from the Black Wind Village who kidnapped her and launched attacks along the way.

She was obviously a little flustered and tucked her body into the quilt, leaving only a pair of big eyes showing as she looked at Ye Tingmu.

He is her only support.

Ye Tingmu is not the kind of person who meddles in other people's business. If it were any other time, he would definitely pretend not to know and continue sleeping.

But it’s different now. Firstly, the officer outside the door has a good impression of him.

Secondly, if the other party is from the Black Wind Valley, he must be coming for me, so how can I let him go? I can also save the officer at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

That's why I took action.

He looked at Dongfang Qingzhu and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Then he walked out the door and looked at the little monk again.

"Master Shijie, could you please help me look after my brothers and sisters?"

Shijie narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, Mr. Ye. Since I eat your rice, I am willing to help you."

Ye Tingmu nodded at him and walked out, followed by Feng He.

outside the house.

Ao Long stared into the room and heard the door creak.

Two young men came out.

He couldn't help but be stunned. The two people in front of him looked immature. One was a scholar, only in the second level of Kaiyuan, and the other was a teenager with no spiritual power fluctuations.

Where does one get the courage to meddle in Black Wind Valley's affairs?

When the officer saw that the person coming was Ye Tingmu, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Sir, save me."

Ye Tingmu walked out and was shocked to see so many people in front of him.

"Oh my god, there are so many of them. I wonder if they will all come out in full force? That's cruel. But it doesn't matter. Let's solve them all at once. It will save us trouble later."

He looked at the officer and replied, "Don't panic, I'm a professional at suppressing bandits."

Suppress bandits?

"Where did this ignorant child come from, so arrogant."

"Who's talking there?"

"I am old."

Ye Tingmu saw clearly that Ao Long had spoken, and there was a complicated look between his brows.

dwarf?

Judging from the aura he exudes, he is definitely a powerful person in the fourth realm.

I heard that there is only one fourth-level strongman in the Black Wind Valley, and that is the Blood Hand Killer Aolong.

He is the leader of Black Wind Valley, that is, the boss.

Could it be that this dwarf is Ao Long?

Squeak, squeak, it seems the rumors were wrong. Where is the ferocious monster? This is just a dwarf.

Seeing Ye Tingmu looking at him like this, Ao Long got angry.

"Boy, I, Ao Long, never kill nameless people, but since you dare to meddle in the affairs of Black Wind Valley today, I can't let you go. Tell me your name, and I will erect a monument for you after you die."

Ye Tingmu snorted softly. It turned out that these people with some strength all liked to act smart.

He spoke calmly.

"Who are you? Don't lie down, stand up and talk."

There was no sarcasm, but every word was mocking, and coupled with his contemptuous voice, the insult was devastating.

The bandits behind him sighed. This guy was actually mocking him like this. He was doomed to die. You know, what Ao Long hated most in his life was being called short. Even people like them had to bend down and lower their heads when talking to him, otherwise they would be beaten.

Ao Long's face froze, his eyes burning with anger.

"You deserve to die."

As soon as the words fell, people moved.

Although he is short, his strength has nothing to do with his height.

He suddenly jumped up, holding a steel knife that was taller than him, and rushed forward to kill.

The blade was sharp, with a faint surge of true energy and a murderous aura.

Ye Tingmu remained calm and did not dodge or evade.

The moment the blade is about to fall.

Feng He suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a broadsword in one hand.

With a "clang" sound, sparks flew everywhere.

A stream of air spread out, dancing with Ye Tingmu's hairband.

Feng He gritted his teeth, feeling the numbness in his arms, and said in his heart, so strong.

Ao Long also had a look of shock on his face, staring blankly at Feng He.

This boy clearly has no cultivation, yet he was able to take my sword attack. How strange.

The two of them exerted force at the same time, took a few steps back, and looked at each other.

Ao Long said, "What a great strength."

Ye Tingmu raised the corner of his mouth slightly. It seems that the strong man in the fourth realm is not as powerful as he imagined. If Feng He can block it, then my Duan Kong can definitely kill him.

Thinking of this, the worries in his heart disappeared calmly. He said with interest: "Do you think it is because your strength is too weak? After all, you are so small."

While speaking, he looked down at him with eyes full of sarcasm.

Arrogant, too arrogant, this is what Ao Long is thinking at the moment.

He had only one thought in his mind, to tear Ye Tingmu into pieces.

He gritted his teeth, but Feng He made him a little afraid. He did not take action. After all, to be able to get to his position, he was no ordinary person, so this was not enough to make him lose his mind. He was still examining Feng He beside Ye Tingmu.

Ye Tingmu let out a soft cry, turned around and helped up the fallen official.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for your help, sir."

"It's just a piece of cake." Ye Tingmu smiled, like the rising sun and spring breeze.

He picked up the sword on the ground and waved it a few times.

"Hey, shorty, you're going to die soon. I want to tell you something. Do you want to hear it?"

"Haha, kid, I have three hundred men, I think you will be the one to die."

He shook his head.

"No, no, you are just a piece of dirt, I can kill you with one sword."

"Arrogant, brothers, come together."

Ye Tingmu sighed helplessly.

"Since you don't want to listen, then I won't say anything."

Looking at the three hundred bandits rushing towards him, his expression suddenly changed and a trace of blood mist appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"I wish you a happy life on your way to the underworld. Don't be a gangster in your next life."

After saying that, he swung his sword down and launched the sword move.

"This sword cuts through the air and sends you to the afterlife."

"Smash~"

The sword energy rises from nowhere, and the sword cannot be calmed even if the wind stops.

The overwhelming sword intent swept across heaven and earth.

The road in front of him collapsed inch by inch.

Ao Long's pupils constricted and he shouted.

"not good."

The three hundred riders behind him were enveloped by the overwhelming sword intent and were annihilated in an instant before they could react.

Boom!

The sound of the explosion startled the resting swift.

Three hundred meters in front of him, the houses on both sides were also affected and were instantly torn to pieces by the sword energy.

A young Taoist priest jumped out of the wooden house in a panic, cursing.

"What the hell is this? I almost got killed just for watching the fun."

The little monk in the house couldn't help but frown when he heard the noise.

The smoke and dust rolled and it took a full half minute before it dissipated.

Feng He said: "Brother, your swordsmanship has become stronger again."

The officer was so shocked by the scene that his jaw dropped. He said nothing, his mouth open as wide as if a goose egg could fit in.

Ye Tingmu looked at the flattened floor tiles in front of him and the scattered houses on both sides, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Damn, you're using too much force."

He turned and asked the officer beside him.

"Brother, in a situation like this, you shouldn't ask me to pay, after all, I'm suppressing bandits."

The officer looked bewildered and didn't even feel the pain from the bullet-pierced leg.

You destroyed the Black Wind Valley with one sword.

Now you are worried about losing money, what are you thinking, brother?

He shook his head frantically.

Seeing this, Ye Tingmu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, as long as I don't have to pay any money."

The officer was stunned and lowered his head silently.