Fighting is like a chef's pastry excavator, paying attention to practical experience. As time goes by, the sword that is steady and slow, shows amazing basic skills, but the thief leader begins to show signs of failure in the skills. Gradually, the thief leader begins to be surprised by the martial arts skills of the sword, and finally the surprise turns into fear. The thin and weak sword comes from the east, and every light move can make the thief leader busy for a while. Feeling the pressure and danger sweeping over the whole body, the thief leader begins to retreat.

When the sword came eastward, he swung the sword to the thief's head, the thief's head suddenly swung his sword on the sword from the thief's head, and used brute force to swing the sword away. Then he pulled the reins tightly, turned around and prepared to run. But just when the thief's head turned around and turned his back to the sword, the sword that had been sitting on the back of the horse suddenly jumped onto the horse's back, and then jumped into the air, pointing directly at the thief's head's vest.

The thief leader has been licking blood on the edge of the knife for many years and has a very keen insight into the sense of crisis. Feeling the sense of threat coming from behind, the thief leader, who is big and thick, bent down and completely pressed his body against the horse's back, hoping to use this move to avoid the attack from Yijiandong. The thief leader's wishful thinking is good, and if it were someone else, it might work. The only disadvantage is that he doesn't know that he is not against an ordinary person, but a professional killer who has been professionally trained since childhood.

Although Yijian Donglai had a very strong force, it was unlikely to change his moves. Yijian Donglai still raised his wrist a little with his extraordinary superb skills. He raised his wrist up, causing the sword that was pierced horizontally to become a diagonal line, with the tip of the sword facing down, and pierced into the thief's back without any resistance.

Due to the movement of the thief's leader, the distance between him and Yijian Donglai, so the tip of the sword only penetrated half an inch deep into the back of the thief's leader. However, because Yijian Donglai's body continued to leap forward, the sword also moved with Yijian Donglai. The sharp tip of the sword was like a razor, sliding from the thief's leader's vest to the neck. The sword not only cut the thief's leader's skin, but also peeled the thief's leader's clothes into two pieces. The clothes slipped down, and a straight and slender blood-red wound suddenly appeared on the thief's leader's back, turning out the flesh and blood could not stop flowing out. Look at the feeling, it was like a slashing a piece on the wallpaper with a paper cutter knife, which was shocking.

When a sword came eastward, the thief head flew over the head of the thief head, the thief head fell off the horse's back, lay on the ground, rolling all over the ground, screaming endlessly. The originally bright red wound also turned brown because it was stained with soil. The horse thief next to him all turned pale when he saw the wound on the thief head's body, and he had goose bumps all over his body.

There was the loyal horse thief who wanted to go up to rescue the thief leader, but as soon as he arrived, he was knocked down by a sword from the east. At this moment, whether it was facing Yi Jianlai, who was skilled in martial arts, or the extremely ferocious Wei Hong, the horse thieves realized that they had no chance of winning. Helplessly, the horse thieves could only spat in anger, quickly evacuated the battlefield, and fled towards an unknown destination.

The thief was lying on the ground. Seeing that the younger brothers threw him down alone, they didn't care about the pain. They grabbed a handful of loess and threw it at the younger brothers who were gradually moving away, and scolded at the top of their lungs: "You beasts are worse than beasts!"

The thief leader wanted to get up, but was kicked on the shoulder by Yi Jian Donglai, and his whole person fell to the ground again. When the thief leader struggled to get up again, Yi Jian Donglai raised his sword and made a move to kill the thief leader. Just as the thief leader was about to die, Wei Hong suddenly appeared in front of the thief leader, blocked the sword Donglai's sword with his flesh and blood, and shouted loudly at Yi Jian Donglai and said, "Donglai, wait, let me ask him a few words, it's not too late to kill him again!"

Yi Jian Donglai took the sword back, staring at the thief leader indifferently and coldly, saying without any sense of emotion: "Let's let you survive for a while!"

Wei Hong turned around and looked at the thief leader. When he found the wound on the thief leader's back that was almost exposed, Wei Hong felt a warm current rising from his tail to his throat, and almost vomited it out on the spot. In order to avoid losing his composure, Wei Hong raised his foot and kicked the thief leader who was lying on his back. He kicked his ears on the thief leader's chest, his eyes were like torches, staring at the thief leader, and asked word by word: "Do you really don't know who I am?"

The thief's face was sallow, and the wound on his back was tightly pressed against the dirty ground. Even if he didn't kill him, he would die soon after. But the thief's head was not aware of his situation, and he didn't even know what kind of injury he had suffered. After all, the wound was in a visual blind spot behind him. Looking at the sword that was cold as iceberg, he looked at Wei Hong in front of him. The thief's head actually hoped to please Wei Hong and save his life. Immediately, the thief's head trembled, and he said in all his words: "I...I...I really don't know who you are!"

Hearing this, Wei Hong increased the strength on his feet, and stepped on the thief's head coughed violently. Wei Hong's eyes were not sympathetic and continued to ask: "Then why did you rob me again? If you dare to say 'this is a coincidence', I will kill you immediately!"

"Okay, no!" The thief leader was sweating profusely, holding Wei Hong's ankles tightly with his hands, trying to lift Wei Hong's feet. But his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he could only give up. Zhan Zhan said magnificently: "Yesterday... Yesterday, someone came to my place to tell me that there would be a gentry passing by here, carrying a female family in the car, but there was no guard. I was moved for a moment, so I took someone here to wait, and then I met you, Grandpa."

As expected by Wei Hong! Wei Hong considered this issue when the horse thieves were lazy just now. This place is not far from the capital, and there are countless soldiers patrolling or the officers and soldiers who are detecting here. Not to mention the inferior third-rate horse thieves like the thief leader, even the most vicious robbers, they definitely dare not commit crimes here easily. Even if there are such bold and arbitrary people in the world, but the world is so big, and there are so many roads? Wei Hong still specializes in walking on the official road, so why can he meet them without death? I thought that someone must have done something secretly and killed someone with a knife.

Wei Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, and two rays of light shot out from the cracks of his eyes, pointing directly at the thief leader, and asked in a low voice: "Is the person who reports to you a man or a woman? What does it look like? Let me tell you the whole story in the same way, and I will say it without any fault!" (To be continued.
Chapter completed!