The sound of horse hooves was extremely strange, just like beating a drum, hundreds of them were closely connected, and the sound was approaching here at an unusually fast speed. Just by listening to the hoof sound, you can know that this horse must be a rare and excellent horse, and the passenger on the horse must be a person with extremely high riding skills.
He rushed here in a hurry, and actually practiced horsemanship at this critical moment. Is this man mentally ill? At this time, the horse neighed a few times, as if screaming, and I don't know what he did to this excellent horse. Suddenly, the hoof sound began to sound louder, followed by a few ping-pong sounds of tables and chairs overturned, men and women calling, and then there was a huge sound of the guardrail breaking at the stairs on the second floor. Everyone upstairs was startled by the sound.
I saw a white horse breaking through the guardrail and jumping up, and an old man in a white robe with a red face looked at Chang Xiao with anger. This man is really a madman. He actually rode a white horse directly to the second floor.
He rode a white horse into the battle group. When he pulled the reins, the horseman stood up and stepped on Chang Xiao with two front hooves. At the same time, he stabbed Chang Xiao's chest with a long sword in his hand. He shouted and cursed: "Fuck your grandmother." His shout was really loud, and Chang Xiao was surprised.
The space upstairs was not big. He rode such a horse up. He couldn't even straighten his back when sitting on it, otherwise his head would hit the ceiling. The horse was fat and big-eared, and its body was huge. It immediately occupied more than half of the space upstairs. At this time, he rushed forward and reached the center of the hall, and immediately filled up this space. Not only was Chang Xiao forced to retreat, but even Feng Ting and the other two were forced to retreat. The three of them were separated by the horse and were a full foot away. The fierce battle stopped immediately.
Chang Xiao frowned and retreated to the window, feeling extremely unhappy. He thought that these three people were really more unreasonable and irrational than each other, and each one had a weird temper than the other. No matter who won or lost in the end, it would be considered bad luck to fight with them today.
At this time, the horse could not stop and continued to run forward. Du Wanhe stretched out his hand and pressed on the horse's back and jumped off. He glared at Chang Xiao, and his face suddenly became red, full of extreme anger. His beard and hair seemed to stand up, and he shouted again: "Fuck you, I will kill you." He rushed towards Chang Xiao with a sword, piercing his heart, as if he was fighting desperately. The first move was a move of mutual destruction, as if Chang Xiao had killed his whole family and had an endless blood feud.
Chang Xiao naturally fought hard with a knife, but he was secretly puzzled in his heart. He didn't understand why this person was like this. Of course, he knew that he had never seen this person before and had no hatred. Could it be that this person had been wronged somewhere before, and now he was venting on him? If that was the case, then he was really unlucky today. Not only did he fight with three rogues, but he also became someone's punching bucket. Thinking of this, he was furious. What kind of world is this? Being a bandit is so cowardly.
Feng Ting and the others naturally understood that Du Wanhe would fight desperately regardless of whether he knew the other party or not, or whether he had any personal grudges. And this momentum was also very useful. The other party was often confused. Those who were originally better in martial arts often lost their lives in a daze, and those who were more timid were often scared and fled.
But Chang Xiao was naturally extraordinary. After fighting for a while, although he didn't understand it very well, he guessed the other party's intentions. Regardless of the other party's expression, he calmed down and made several killing moves, forcing Du Wanhe to retreat again and again. It turned out that although he was fierce, his martial arts were comparable to those of his two senior brothers, but he was still no match for Chang Xiao. Seeing that Du Wanhe was defeated, Du Wanfeng rushed to help with his sword. Du Wanting originally used a walking stick, but now he also changed to a long sword and rushed forward.
Although the martial arts of these three people were not very high, at this time, the sword moves combined to form a set of formations, called the "Three Sword Formation". Chang Xiao immediately felt that it was not easy to deal with him. He slashed at Du Wanting, but Du Wanting did not block and walked away. Du Wanhe stretched out his sword to block. He was about to fight Du Wanhe, but the other two people attacked from the side.
After more than 30 moves, Chang Xiao only felt that he had a strong feeling but nowhere to use it. Although he was fighting with three people, each of them fought with him and never confronted him head-on, as if his moves were handed to the empty space. Often, very sharp moves were easily resolved by the three people's position changes, or the three people blocked it with the left and the right, and the figures of the three people were getting faster and faster, constantly rotating around him, forming an encirclement, gradually wrapping Chang Xiao in it.
Chang Xiao secretly cried out that it was not good. He tried to jump out of the three sword formations several times, but failed. Once he jumped out by chance, he was wrapped up by the three people like a shadow, and he could never break out of the siege again. The three sword formations were slowly shrinking. Chang Xiao knew that as long as the sword formation was a little smaller, it would be the time for the fishermen to close the net, and then they would definitely not be able to escape.
Even though he was resourceful, he was helpless at this time, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. At this time, the three swordsmen knew that they had a chance of winning, and they all felt very happy. Du Wanfeng had a kind face and said with a smile: "Good friend! Hand over Sanyezhi, and I can spare your life. Maybe we can still be friends. No fight, no acquaintance."
Although he said so, the moves in his hands were more fierce than the last one, and he stabbed Chang Xiao's lower body, without giving in at all.
Du Wanting did not answer, but kept attacking Chang Xiao from behind, thinking all the time how to kill this kid when he was not paying attention.
Du Wanhe's face was red, and he slashed with the long sword in his hand, and kept shouting: "Hand over the things, or you will die miserably, fuck your grandma's kid." He was still as angry as before.
At this time, a young man in his twenties came up from the stairs. He was dressed in white, with a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a rich young man. He had been going upstairs with his head down, seemingly thinking about something. When he heard something wrong, he looked up and looked around, with a look of surprise on his face. He saw a huge wine hall full of broken tables and chairs, which was really a mess. In the center, three old men were fighting fiercely around a middle-aged man. In the northeast corner, there was a tall white horse parked. Which madman actually led the horse to the second floor? In the northwest corner, a young hunter had a swollen nose and eyes, glaring at the old man beside him. In other corners, there were seven or eight big men in black, all of them were injured.
He didn't know why these people were fighting. After watching for a while, he suddenly smiled, as if he was quite disdainful of the kung fu of several people. Then he wanted to turn around and go downstairs, obviously unwilling to pay attention to this matter. He only turned half of his body, and his body suddenly froze. His face showed an extremely surprised look. He raised his head, frowned, sniffed, and seemed to distinguish some smell. Then his face was full of joy, and he sighed: "This... This is actually three-leafed radish. There is such a thing in the world. God really helps me, hahaha." Turning around, his eyes swept across everyone like lightning, and finally stopped at the radish on Chang Xiao's waist.
Suddenly he moved and became a white shadow. This shadow rolled very quickly to the four people fighting, circled around the four people, and then did not stop, circling the restaurant, making a short stop beside each person, and finally stood quietly at the window, with his back to the crowd, silently admiring the scenery outside the window. His right hand was playing with something, constantly turning it around in front of him to look at it. It was the three-leafed radish.
Suddenly, the people fighting each other shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Do you want to get rid of your family?"
"Let me go."
"Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?"
The injured men in black looked at the field, and immediately opened their mouths in surprise, unable to close them again, and then burst into laughter. Although they knew that the three musketeers were their superiors, it was disrespectful to laugh out loud, but they couldn't help it. It turned out that the four people fighting had been stripped of their clothes by the young man, leaving only shorts wrapped around their lower bodies. Seeing this scene, the four men were caught off guard and couldn't help laughing. They were laughed at indescribably embarrassed and unbearable.
Not only that, the four men were all unable to move. Du Wanfeng leaned forward and stabbed Chang Xiao in the abdomen with his sword; Du Wanting protected his chest with a sword and retreated to avoid it; Du Wanhe stood on a chair behind Chang Xiao and swung his sword to chop him down; Chang Xiao kicked Du Wanting in the air, hit Du Wanfeng with his left hand, and blocked Du Wanhe's downward chop with his right hand.
Du Wanfeng's face was quite sinister because he stabbed Chang Xiao in the abdomen with his sword; Du Wanting retreated with a panicked look; Du Wanhe chopped him down with a fierce and angry face; Chang Xiao was fighting four people alone, with a calm face. The four men were naked and motionless, like four statues. It turned out that in this moment, the four men were actually immobilized by the young man's acupuncture. Although they could not move, their expressions and movements were all lifelike, forming a very vivid battle scene with amazing tension. At this time, if an ordinary person were in another body and stood in Chang Xiao's position, although he knew that the three men could not move at all, he would definitely be scared to the point of weakness and unable to stand.
In the northwest corner, Yi Fan clenched his fists and glared at the old man, as if he wanted to rush up and hit him. The old man had a ferocious face and confronted Yi Fan without giving in. The expressions of the two men were also frozen. It turned out that he had immobilized the two men, but he did not take off their clothes. Everyone was surprised. How could this man be so skilled at such a young age? At this time, someone suddenly said in shock: "Horse... Look at that horse." Everyone turned their heads and saw that the horse was also standing there motionless, like a statue. He even controlled the horse.
Everyone was shocked.