"Well! Who is the bandit? How dare you rob a civilian girl in broad daylight? I am the constable of Hangzhou Prefecture. You are still not obediently surrender!"

Ye Xiaoqian urged her horse to catch up with the bandits, and immediately shouted with a soft shout, and pointed at the bandits opposite him from a distance, with a powerful official voice.

"What are you talking about with the bandits? It would be strange if they can listen to you?" Yang Fan, who arrived later, rolled his eyes and shouted loudly. In his opinion, he was already at a disadvantage and should take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack with the help of horsepower, kill one more, reduce the number of enemies as much as possible, reduce the threat and increase the chance of winning.

But Ye Xiaoqian is young and energetic, obviously lacking experience.

Yang Fan didn't know where the courage came from. When he rode a horse past Ye Xiaoqian, he immediately pulled out the flamed Tang sword and rushed directly towards the bandits.

He took the lead, took advantage of the speed of the Dayuan horse, rushed to the bandits in an instant, raised the flames of Tang sword and slashed at one of the bandits.

The bandit was shocked and instinctively dodged to the side, and waved a single sword to block it.

The Fiery Tang Knife in Yang Fan's hand is made of a very high hardness of Bailian crystal pattern steel. It has been processed with a burning blade. The hardness is as high as 65. In modern times, it is enough to cut iron and steel bars. What's more, in ancient times, when steelmaking technology was backward, the single swords used by bandits were mostly ordinary iron swords with very low strength and hardness, which could not withstand Yang Fan's full-strength chopping.

A "dou" sound!

As Mars shines, the single sword in the bandit's hand was cut off.

Yang Fan exerted great force, and the flamed Tang sword continued to open the other party's chest with the destruction of Gula, and blood splattered.

The bandit screamed, but it was not dead. It was just rolling around in pain, and howling ghosts and wolves started to cry and wolves.

It turned out that the flame Tang sword in Yang Fan's hand was not sharp enough, and it was not sharp enough to tear off a long flesh from the bandit. The pain was even more heartbreaking.

It was soon after Yang Fan cut down the first bandit with a knife, but his castration was not reduced. With the help of the impact of the horse, he rushed around the bandits team and slashed left and right.

His flamed sword was invincible, cutting off the single swords from the hands of four bandits one after another, causing two of them to be seriously injured. He was also very cautious in his pain. The other bandits were so scared that they dispersed and did not dare to stop Yang Fan.

At this time, Ye Xiaoqian also came to her senses. From Yang Fan's actions, she understood the principle of using the impact of the mount to attack the bandits to achieve twice the result with half the effort. So she shouted and rode a horse and waved her sword to kill the bandits.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

It is completely different from Yang Fan's actions of chopping people. Ye Xiaoqian is good at martial arts. She has a single sword flying up and down with a single sword, and does not touch the bandits' swords at all. She directly slashes the vital parts of the opponent's body, and is fatal to one blow.

Yang Fan rode a horse and rushed to the other side of the bandits in one breath, but he only cut off a few people. He was so tired that he was panting. His right hand holding the knife was shaking violently, as if he was about to lose his strength.

Fortunately, the bandits had already discovered that the knife in Yang Fan's hand was as sharp as mud, and they rode a tall horse and rushed around and no one dared to stop it, so they did not dare to get close, so Yang Fan could take the opportunity to take a breath.

At this time, Yang Fan saw Ye Xiaoqian killing bandits. Her swordsmanship was superb and she was completely a master, which was enviable.

But the bandits are bandits after all, cruel and fierce. Soon they saw through Yang Fan's real situation that he was not very good at controlling horses or using swords.

The two experienced bandits then carefully approached Yang Fan, avoided Yang Fan's slash, dodged left and right, and specifically bypassed the front and attacked Yang Fan from behind.

Yang Fan learned to ride a horse for a while and did not know how to control horses. He could not hurt a bandit after several rushes. Instead, he was always guarding against the bandits' secret sneak attacks and was exhausted to deal with it.

At this time, a smart bandit took advantage of Yang Fan's tying horse to approach him, and suddenly started a attack and slashed Yang Fan's back with a knife.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan sat down and "Chasing the Wind" because he had received professional training. He felt that his master was in danger. He jumped and kicked the bandit in the chest with one leaping.

Ah puff!

The bandit was kicked backwards and sprayed a mouthful of blood in the air. Hurry fell to the ground with a single blow, and then fainted immediately.

Yang Fan walked away from the Ghost Gate, and was extremely surprised, but he didn't have time to thank "Chasing the Wind", and another bandit had already slashed over.

Yang Fan could instinctively swing his knife to block it, but in order to control the horse, he could only hold the knife with one hand. At this moment, he was even less powerful and barely blocked it. He was immediately pushed down by the opponent with a powerful blow, which made him fly all over his eyes.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

When several bandits around him saw Yang Fan falling down, they were immediately overjoyed and immediately waved their swords to slash at him.

At the critical moment of life and death, Yang Fan rolled continuously, causing the other party to cut all the knife on the grass, leaving deep marks.

when!

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Yang Fan immediately held the knife in both hands, blocked with all his might, and narrowly avoided the disaster again. But then several more single swords were chopped down at his head.

Yang Fan was unwilling to give up. After many twists and turns in the Song Dynasty, he finally had some hope of living. How could he die here? What's more, this kind of cowardly death that was cut by bandits was really embarrassing.

What are bandits? They carry one head with two shoulders. Isn’t it mean to compare who is more cruel? Isn’t it mean to compare who is more desperate?

Yang Fan was furious and immediately ran away. He shouted loudly, holding the knife in both hands and swept across with all his strength.

When! When! When! When! When!

The falling few single swords were cut off, and several bandits were shocked, while Yang Fan took the opportunity to rush the carp and rolled over.

His eyes were blood-red and he was in a state of turmoil. He screamed like a ferocious beast and rushed towards the few people.

He is even more cruel! He is even more fierce!

Several bandits were stunned by the desperate ruthlessness emitted by Yang Fan. They looked at the broken swords in their hands, but they did not dare to fight again. They immediately ran away in panic.

Yang Fan rushed all the way, and no matter how many bandits passed, he would slash the opponent wildly, regardless of whether he fought or not, with a desperate fight.

In terms of momentum alone, the bandits have been stunned by Yang Fan's cruelty and toughness.

Yang Fan held the knife in both hands, but he could exert all his strength more than he held the knife in one hand. In addition, the flames of the sword in his hand were invincible, so the bandits dared not to meet it and avoided it.

Yang Fan chased and the bandits ran away, and the situation changed drastically. At this moment, it seemed that Yang Fan had become a bandit, and the bandits had become the victims.

"puff!"

"ah!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Yang Fan was very good at running. Few of the bandits could run past him. He was soon caught up with him one by one. Every time the swordless Tang sword was cut down, they immediately tore off the bandits' backs, causing them to scream.

After all, Ye Xiaoqian was a daughter, and she was born with insufficient strength and had no endurance. After killing seven or eight bandits in a row, she was unable to do so and was shot down. But she encountered two small bandit leaders who worked together to attack her. She was immediately at a disadvantage and the situation was urgent.

At this moment, Yang Fan counterattacked and killed three bandits in a row, including one of them as a small bandit leader and another six seriously injured. The other bandits were scared and fled in panic.

On the surrounding battlefield, there were only two small bandit leaders who besieged Ye Xiaoqian. Yang Fan immediately aimed at them and rushed forward with a scream.

Among them, a small bandit leader clone came out to deal with Yang Fan. Although he knew martial arts, Yang Fan had already sacrificed his life at this moment. With his invincible flame sword, he slashed left and right, and had the beauty of one force to surrender to ten times, leaving the small bandit leader with no power to fight back.

The little bandit leader was also a cruel person. Knowing that Yang Fan didn't understand sword skills, he quickly found an opportunity. He shouted loudly and waved his sword to slash at Yang Fan with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan had a completely desperate style of playing, but he was completely unpredictable and also had his full strength to attack.

Youdao is afraid of being stunned, and the cruel one is afraid of being desperate. No matter how cruel the bandit leader is, he dare not die with Yang Fan, so he had to give up the attack and defend with all his strength again.

The two of them fought in such a stalemate, and no one could do anything to each other.

Ye Xiaoqian over there was much easier to deal with a small bandit leader, and quickly killed him, and then came to help Yang Fan.

Seeing that the bandit leader was defeated by the two, he knew that the situation was over, so he fled with a false sword and fled.

After a life-and-death battle, Yang Fan and Ye Xiaoqian were covered in blood. They had their own, but more of them were from the bandits.

"Are you okay?"

"fine!"

Yang Fan and Ye Xiaoqian almost asked each other in unison, and then answered in unison, and smiled at each other.

Both of them were so tired that they were exhausted, but they still loosened the women first, and then sat on the ground regardless of their image, gasping for breath. The joy of success after experiencing life and death came to their faces. They didn't say anything, just looking at each other and smiling and nodding, silence is better than sound.

More than a dozen women were frightened by the corpses and blood on the ground. Although they had learned that they had been rescued, they still did not dare to move. They all looked pale and were trembling all over.

"Brother Yang!"

When he heard someone calling him, Yang Fan shook his heavy head and forced himself to look up. Seeing that it was a little girl who had come over, he remembered that he came to save her because he risked his life, so he smiled and said, "Have you hurt you?"

Yang Fan's simple and simple words of concern made the little one particularly touched. The two were not close friends, but Yang Fan was able to stand up and risk his life to save her, which made her feel grateful.

"I'm fine! Thank you! Brother Yang!" Xiao Budian'er immediately smiled, and his originally pale face also returned to rosy.

"It's fine!" Yang Fan nodded with relief and said with a smile. It's not worth his hard work, and a big stone in his heart was finally put down.

While speaking, Xiao Budian found that Yang Fan had many knife wounds on his body, some of which had scars and were stuck together with his clothes, while others were bleeding from time to time.

"Brother Yang, are you injured?" Xiao Budian was startled and exclaimed with a worried look on his face.

"Is there any? Where?" Yang Fan was stunned, and then said in surprise. Just now, he felt tired and numb all over and did not feel the pain. He recovered so hard that the wounds were so painful that he gritted his teeth and grinned. Only then did he realize that he was injured.

He hurriedly checked, but he never thought that he had been hit by three times at some point. Two of them were on his arm, but only skin trauma. The third one was near the liver of the right waist, and the wound was slightly deeper. Yang Fan was startled. The knife was definitely a fatal blow. If it weren't for the time being blocked by his baton, he might have been dead.

Very dangerous!

Yang Fan was sweating coldly afterwards, but he still looked calm and smiled at Xiaobudian with carelessness: "It's okay! Little injuries!"

The little Budian was relieved, but he still said with a look of fear: "When you fought with the gangsters just now, they were scared to death and kept shouting to remind you, but you just pretended not to hear it!"

Yang Fan smiled bitterly. He was not a martial arts master, so he could use it with all his heart and chat while killing people.

This was the first time he had fought with a bandit. In that instant, he decided to live and die, his mind was full of obsession with killing the enemy and seeking survival. He didn't hear the cry of little guy at all.
Chapter completed!