Absolutely Be Called by the Girl System

Chapter 130: Guo Jing!

downstairs.

The faces of the quacks changed, and they faintly wanted to make a move, but they were a little afraid.

At this time, the crowd was suddenly separated like cloth, but no one fell or was injured.

Yang Kang shrank his pupils, recovered quickly, and squinted to see a strong and honest young man walking out.

"You are wrong, we are really watching the fun."

With some silly voice, the Taoist whose eyes lit up in the distance shook his head regretfully.

Yang Kang frowned, and said softly: "Then what do you think should be done?"

The young man was dressed in rough clothes and linen that was washed white, but he was a little dazed with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He didn't notice that Yang Kang's tone was wrong, and said seriously: "You should apologize to us."

"apologize?"

Yang Kang talked to himself, then chuckled and waved.

"Take it!"

The knights all dismounted behind them, and there was a sound of orderly kicking.

The complexions of the quacks changed drastically, they kicked up a piece of flying sand, their bodies jumped and flew up, and their true energy circulated like a few flying eagles.

At this time, a few black shadows shot out like lightning from the hands of several knights, and they came in an instant, wrapped around the waists or ankles of several people, and pulled down fiercely.

The strength of a person in the air will be several percent weaker, and several people are withdrawn from the midair together, and fall to the ground with a bang, splashing waves of smoke and dust.

The knight shook vigorously again, and there was a sound of iron chains.

Several quacks rolled over automatically and were bound tightly by iron chains.

Yang Kang strolled over, glanced at the surrounding crowd, cupped his hands and said indifferently: "These are Jiangyang thieves, I was ordered by the governor to arrest them, and I'm a little disturbed."

The ordinary people around suddenly realized that, believe it or not, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him, nor did they dare to leave, so they squeezed each other and hugged each other to relieve their psychological fear.

"Nonsense, the uncles are all righteous men in the rivers and lakes, and they are just and aboveboard rangers who punish evil and eliminate rape. How could they be the gangsters you mentioned."

The strong young man rushed over, knocked down a knight with one palm, and roared angrily.

He used soft strength, and the knight got up after turning over, and looked at him with some trepidation. His skill was not bad, but he fell down before the young man even saw his hand.

Randomly looked at Yang Kang.

Yang Kang frowned. "It turned out there was one missing."

As soon as the words fell, the knights immediately took a step forward, trying to catch the fish that slipped through the net.

Yang Kang stopped them and shook his head. "This is a master, you can't do it, the governor will come in person."

The word just fell.

Clang...

A silver light suddenly appeared, and the figure in armor soared into the sky.

Everyone felt cold all over their bodies, and a chill rushed straight into their hearts. The temperature seemed to be more than ten degrees lower, and goose bumps appeared on their skin.

"cut!"

Iron blood's evil spirit soared to the sky.

The smell of blood filled the air, and a huge shadow of the knife crossed the sky.

The people around were almost groping and retreating on the ground, the faces of a few quacks were ashen, and some even trembled.

Roar!

A roaring dragon's chant could be heard in a trance, and a large piece of gold obscured his vision.

boom! !

The ground shook.

The smoke dragon rose, and a long and deep knife mark appeared on the flat bluestone street, spreading to the right side of the square and stopping abruptly.

There.

The simple and honest young man's burly body stood upright like a mountain, his hands were clasped forward, his hands were scorched black, and several blue smoke rose.

Yang Kang landed lightly on the ground with the scimitar in his sleeve.

Four eyes facing each other.

Lines of sight meet in mid-air.

One was dressed in coarse linen, with this old-fashioned leather cap on his head, and he was burly and majestic.

People, silent, taciturn.

One is wearing a gold armor, with a tiara neatly tied on his head, and behind him is a slightly torn red cloak with dark bloodstains.

People, cold and hard, iron blood.

The two just looked at each other like that, the one who was silent, both had some fear and inexplicable sympathy for each other.