Kyushu Daoist Master

When the seventy or eighty robbers appeared, Old Xie had already stopped the carriage, because these robbers had surrounded them, and he couldn't force his way out.

The clothes of these robbers were all torn, and each of them held a big knife in his hand, but many of the big knives in their hands were missing a few notches, and they didn't look good.

Only one of the most burly men was wearing a complete set of clothes, holding a big knife that was three feet long, and there was a cold light flashing on the blade.

With just a simple glance, Old Xie had seen the situation of the seventy or eighty robbers clearly. He remained calm on the surface, but laughed disdainfully in his heart.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Yang Ze walked out of the carriage and sat next to Old Xie.

Before the carriage stopped, he had heard many footsteps around him, and he knew that the two of them were being targeted.

After his skills were improved to the Qi-inducing realm, not only did his eyesight improve a lot, but his hearing also improved a little.

However, he still did not let Old Xie drive away. With his hearing, he could tell from the heavy footsteps of these robbers that they were not very skilled. He did not believe that Old Xie could not tell.

Sure enough, seeing this scene, Yang Ze felt even more amused.

But the robbers were different. When they saw that only Yang Ze came out of the car, many of them looked much more relaxed.

"Boss, a stinky boy who is still wet behind the ears, plus an old guy, we will kill them!" Next to the burly robber, there was a guy with a sly look pointing a knife at Yang Ze and the other two, and said this loudly.

"The boss hasn't spoken yet. You have no right to speak here. Go aside and be quiet." Behind the sly robber, another robber pushed him and pushed the sly robber away.

"That's right, look at this old man and this young man who dare to wander around outside. Maybe they are young masters who have never seen the world. We have to tie them up and blackmail them."

"Look at their bright carriage and fat horses. They are definitely from a wealthy family. I just don't know if there is anything in the carriage. Watch me chop the carriage into pieces with a knife."

The robbers present looked at Yang Ze and the others with shining eyes, almost eyeballs flying out. They discussed loudly without caring that Yang Ze and the others were still listening.

"Second Young Master, do you want to act now or..."

"Don't worry, wait and see, are there any of these people who can threaten you?"

"Haha, Second Young Master underestimated this old slave. Even if these people come together, they can never hurt me, let alone threaten me."

Hearing what Yang Ze asked, Old Xie laughed directly.

When he laughed, the burly man frowned, and felt something was wrong in his heart, and suddenly shouted.

"These two guys look a little strange. Come on, kill the old one and leave the young one." The burly man waved his sword in his right hand, and seventy or eighty robbers rushed forward.

The one who just said he would chop the carriage open with a sword rushed to the front, and chopped the two-notched sword in his right hand towards the carriage, with an excited smile on his face.

But when his sword was still in the air, a figure rushed out at a speed several times faster than him, and then the robber's smile froze.

Old Xie punched out with his left hand and hit the robber. The crisp sound of broken bones came out, and the robber's body had fallen to the ground, and his nose was dead.

When a robber was knocked down with a punch, more than a dozen robbers had already arrived around the carriage. More than a dozen robbers waved their swords together and chopped at the carriage, looking like they were going to smash the carriage and Yang Ze together.

At this moment, Old Xie's body fell down, and he pressed his right hand on the roof of the carriage. With his right hand as a fulcrum, he quickly turned his body, swept out his legs, and burst out with power. More than a dozen robbers were kicked out by Old Xie, and half of them died on the spot.

Old Xie's two shots were in a flash, and when Yang Ze recovered, there were already several corpses lying on the ground.

His blood accelerated and boiled. He finally saw how people were beaten to death. Now this situation made him nervous and excited.

Isn't this the purpose of his leaving the city? He finally waited for it. Fortunately, Old Xie came out with him. Otherwise, if he met these robbers, even if he was better than these robbers, he would definitely be caught.

How can the combat experience gained from daily training compare to those who have really fought life and death.

While Yang Ze was thinking, Old Xie was still taking action. He had more than ten lives on his hands, and at this moment, the remaining robbers had already lost half.

Yang Ze was not idle either. He was nervous and excited. He saw a robber rushing towards him and got off the carriage in a flash.

The robber approached him. Yang Ze avoided him and took a step forward with his right foot. He got close to the robber and punched him.

Yang Ze used a lot of strength in this punch, but because he was a little slow, the robber was thrown out and rolled on the ground for several times. He fainted and was not killed by the punch.

Just like this, there were four more robbers beside Yang Ze, and four knives blocked his front, back, left and right.

At the critical moment, Yang Ze reached behind him with his right hand, and the black cloth behind him was lifted, and a big knife appeared. He pulled it hard and the knife came out of the sheath.

The knife flashed, and Yang Ze slashed with his right hand. Four big knives fell to the ground, and blood sprayed out from the necks of the four robbers at the same time, splashing on Yang Ze's body. Yang Ze's black clothes suddenly had several large red spots.

When the blood fell on Yang Ze, Yang Ze felt the heat, which was the temperature of the blood. His hands trembled slightly. Looking at the four corpses on the ground, blood was pouring out from the neck artery, and his eyes flickered quickly.

He killed people, he killed people for the first time, and he killed four people at once. Even if he was a human for two lives, this was his first time to kill people.

Now he was greatly shocked. Seeing others kill people is a completely different feeling from killing people himself, which made him a little dazed for a while.

So much so that he was in a daze that he didn't even notice that the burly man was approaching him.

By the time Yang Ze noticed it, a big knife had already reached his head. The light reflected from the blade, and his eyes were flashed. The knife had already chopped straight down towards his head.

At the critical moment, Yang Ze blocked his head with his right knife, trying to block the attack, but at this moment, Old Xie had already rushed over.

The veins on the back of Old Xie's right hand bulged, and his index finger and middle finger were together, tapping the blade.

There was only a slight ding sound, and the burly man felt a strong force squeeze down on his right hand holding the knife, which directly deflected the knife.

This time, Yang Ze seized the opportunity, and the horizontal knife was converted into a horizontal slash, which directly slashed the burly man.

The burly man retreated backwards, and a large gap appeared on his stomach, and blood was flowing out of the gap.

With a scream, the burly man shouted, "Cover my retreat!"

"Want to leave? It's not that easy. Take my Tiger Kill!" Yang Ze shouted, and rushed to the burly man before the other robbers rushed up.

The blade slashed out at a 45-degree angle, and all the strength of the body was poured into the wrist of the right hand. A slight shake transferred all the strength into the blade, which greatly increased the speed and strength of this knife.

This Tiger Kill was performed by Yang Ze's hand, slashing on the chest of the burly man, splitting the ribs and the internal organs of the burly man with one knife, and the burly man fell down.

The bandits on the side had not reacted yet, and their leader had died. They were so scared that they lost all their fighting spirit, and the remaining bandits fled quickly.

And Lao Xie did not chase after the fleeing bandits, but killed those bandits on the ground who had lost their ability to move but still had a breath.

The reason he didn't chase him was because he saw that Yang Ze was running out of energy. If he met the enemy again, he would not be a match for him.

Sure enough, after Old Xie dealt with the remaining people, Yang Ze's right hand trembled, and the knife was directly inserted into the ground, and he was breathing heavily.

"It shouldn't be like this. These people's skills are not as high as mine. How could I be so tired?" Yang Ze took a breath, and there was a little sweat on his forehead.

"This is because you are too excited. You didn't know how to measure when you met the enemy. Every time you attacked, you used too much force, and because you were nervous and couldn't control it, you had to use more force to stop your attack afterwards.

Back and forth, your strength was consumed faster than others, and coupled with the trance of the first killing, the counterattack afterwards also directly squandered all your strength, so you weakened so quickly." Old Xie walked to Yang Ze's side and explained to him.

With Old Xie's explanation, Yang Ze finally understood.

"But the second young master should not be discouraged. This is a real fight to the death after all. There is a gap between the training in the training ground. In the training ground, everyone cannot kill you because of your status, so the experience you have gained is difficult to apply to the actual battle. After this fight to the death, I believe that the second young master can improve a lot.

Besides, our most important goal is to see blood, and we have completed it." Old Xie's voice echoed in the aisle.

Yes, this is the purpose of Yang Ze's going out of the city this time, to see blood, to have a real life-and-death battle.

When he knew that there was no relatively peaceful scene outside the city like inside the city, he had this plan, and finally completed it today. If a warrior does not see blood, can he still be a qualified warrior?

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