"No need to rush or worry, we just need to keep an eye on the herbal goods passing by on this road."

As for the safety of the third leader, that's not something we should worry about. I think the second leader will go and rescue them.

The town mayor actually dared to help Zhang Shuhu besiege the entire Qingshan Town. I think the second-in-command will lead his men into the town to avenge their fallen brothers, and might even wreak havoc to rescue the third-in-command.

A rough and cold voice suddenly rang out, as if everything was under his control.

"Splash!"

Qin Hong was startled and was about to adjust his posture when he took a step and accidentally bumped into the bushes and grass beside him, causing the leaves to shake and make a rustling sound.

"who?"

The voices suddenly stopped, replaced by a loud shout.

The next second, the blade of a long sword flew towards them.

splash

!

The trees and bushes that had been covering their bodies were instantly cut off, sending leaves and grass flying everywhere.

Lin Xiaofei and Qin Hong dodged the flying knife with a quick sidestep, then drew their longswords and leaped forward.

At the same time, Liu Hengchang also rushed out from the other side.

Immediately afterwards, two people rushed out of the other party's carriage.

At this moment, there were five people on the other side, which surprised Liu Hengchang for a moment.

The original mission given by the intelligence agency was that there were only three bandits, and the three of them could each deal with one of them. However, the enemy actually had a carriage with two other people inside.

Three against five, which made Liu Hengchang feel a little tricky.

Besides the three bandits, two people emerged from the carriage: a middle-aged man with a scar on his face and a burly man with no hair.

"Ye Chong, the swordsman, and Ye Wuhua, the fake monk, didn't you two brothers leave Qingshan Town seven days ago?"

After thinking for a moment, Liu Hengchang continued, "

"I understand now. Your leaving Qingshan Town was just a ruse. I presume you two are actually bandits from Black Wind Stronghold?"

These two are brothers who frequently perform acrobatics on the streets of Qingshan Town. They are well-liked by some villagers and have gained some fame.

Unexpectedly, they ended up with the bandits from Black Wind Stronghold.

"Whether we are bandits or not is none of your concern, but now that you have discovered our whereabouts, there is only one outcome: death."

The scarred man's gaze was cold, and he uttered a chilling voice.

In an instant, they all started fighting.

"Senior Brother Liu, Brother Lin, I'll handle those two small fry. You can take care of the rest yourselves."

Qin Hong quickly called out.

Knowing that he was not as strong as Liu Hengchang or Lin Xiaofei, he made the first decision to target the weakest person in the group.

"Alright, I'll deal with these two hypocritical brothers. As for One-Eyed Luo Yin, I'll leave him to Junior Brother Lin."

Liu Hengchang narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

As Qin Hong's protector and the senior brother of both Lin Xiaofei and Qin Hong, he naturally had to take on more responsibility, so he chose the two strongest individuals.

Lin Xiaofei nodded and said,

"Alright, then let me kill the one-eyed Luo Yin first, and then I'll help you."

In an instant, Ye Chong with a sword mark, Ye Wuhua the fake monk, and the others acted swiftly without saying a word.

"Quickly, kill them."

Seeing that his whereabouts had been exposed, Ye Chong shouted sharply. If the person in front of him hadn't discovered that he was with the bandits, he would have really liked to play with Lin Xiaofei and the others for a while. Unfortunately, he no longer had that idea.

Originally, Yi Jianhen held his sword in his right hand, but six years ago, while performing acrobatics in town, he got into a fight over a trivial matter and broke his right hand. Now he holds his sword in his left hand.

He took a step forward, his left hand wielding a longsword, and slashed with lightning speed, a whistling wave of air emanating from the sword.

Liu Hengchang's eyes were focused, and he gripped the knife in his hand.

Although Ye Chong, who now possesses the skill of a peak-level ordinary swordsman, can wield a sword with his left hand, his right hand is crippled. In other words, losing a right hand means losing a portion of his combat power. He estimates that his opponent can at most unleash the strength of a late-stage ordinary swordsman.

The fake monk Ye Wuhua was five years younger than Ye Chong and had been practicing martial arts for a few years less. Although his cultivation level was the same as Ye Chong's, his strength was slightly weaker.

He brandished his long sword and charged forward.

Moments later, the eight men started fighting.

On the other side, Lin Xiaofei took a step forward, leaped into the air, and raised his longsword to block Luo Yin, who was trying to rush into the woods, saying:

Where do you want to go?

"Whoosh!"

A flash of cold light streaked past with incredible speed, followed by a wave of air.

When!

The carriage lurched, revealing a long spear that instantly ripped through the air. Luo Yin shifted his body to the side, and the spear appeared in his hand.

At the back of the spear was a thin rope tied to his arm. With a gentle swing of his arm, the spear flashed out with lightning speed.

Lin Xiaofei stared

The opponent stepped forward, tilted his body slightly, dodged the rapidly thrusting spear, and raised his longsword.

when!

The longsword flashed,

It struck directly at the charging spear.

At the same time, he quickly grabbed one end of the spear with his other hand and held it tightly.

"Let go!"

One-Eyed Luo Yin shouted and pulled back sharply.

Lin Xiaofei sneered, and with a swift stroke of his longsword along the shaft of the spear, the opponent's hand gripping the spear seemed to have encountered a venomous snake that had suddenly attacked, and he quickly released his grip.

The longsword severed a thin rope at the end of the spear.

Lin Xiaofei discovered that his opponent possessed the strength of a peak ordinary player, but he was not afraid at all.

Luo Yin was startled, not expecting Lin Xiaofei to be so fast with his sword. Just as he was about to reach for his spear again, he saw the sword shadow following closely behind.

The Eighteen Swords of Gale!

Sword after sword, the shadow of the sword following, continuous and fast as lightning, the blade flashing as it comes at lightning speed.

Luo Yin's expression changed drastically. He quickly withdrew his hand, which was about to touch the spear, and with a flash, he arrived next to the carriage. He then swiftly drew a long knife from the bottom of the carriage.

when!

A sword was drawn, and the blades clashed.

Click!

The blade shattered, and Lin Xiaofei's longsword broke into two pieces.

At the same time, the broken longsword flew out and pierced the carriage, tearing a deep gash in it.

Lin Xiaofei was shocked. The long sword in his hand, which had been with him for three years, was broken by his own powerful blow.

"Hmph! Your longsword is broken, let's see how I deal with you."

With a cold snort, Luo Yin's eyes lit up, and a slight wicked smile appeared on his lips.

Lin Xiaofei's swordsmanship was fast and fierce. In just one exchange, he took the initiative and knocked the spear out of his hand, leaving him feeling very passive.

To his surprise, his opponent actually cut his longsword in half. He immediately assumed that his opponent was now unarmed and in a passive position, just like he had been.

"Really? I doubt you have that ability."

Lin Xiaofei's eyes were calm as he spoke softly, and the Body Tempering Divine Skill began to circulate.

The power within his body surged, flowing directly into his arm, creating a terrifying aura in his hand like a long river.

He stepped forward without dodging or flinching, charging directly at Luo Yin. The broken sword in his hand seemed to be infused with the power of a rushing river, trembling slightly and emitting a surging wave of energy.

Eight Winds Sword Technique!

Whoosh!

A flash of sword light, the longsword moved like the wind!

Lin Xiaofei's figure moved with the ferocity of a tiger as he charged forward, the broken sword flying down in a torrent.