The sound of the steel knife entering the flesh sounded at any time, mixed with shrill screams and the muffled sound of the corpse falling down. In an instant, the open space had turned into a Shura slaughterhouse, and blood corpses piled up and flowed, and the scene was extremely tragic.

In front of the battlefield, Chen Si asked to stand up and looked at Luo Dacheng's slaughter of his troops indifferently, with a cold and cruel expression.

He already knew that Luo Dacheng had martial arts skills and had the ability to stimulate the body protection energy. Although he knew that such a master was difficult to deal with, he was not helpless.

The solution is to send a large number of subordinates who are not afraid of death to attack, and use battle to consume his physical strength and true energy. It is not without paying a price to stimulate the body protection energy. If the battle lasts too long, when the true energy is exhausted, his speed and strength will decrease, and then he will have to be slaughtered.

In order to deal with him, he specially selected a large number of strong subordinates, holding maces and hitting him with pain. If he was hit by a mace, even if he had protective energy, his internal organs would be severely hit. As long as he suffered too many pains and his internal injuries were intensified, it would not be impossible for a master to be killed by a group of strong men.

It’s a pity that his strong subordinates who had been fighting for a long time and fought against the bandits were killed by him in this way. Even if they defeated, they would probably lose their vitality. However, for the sake of his favorite brother, even if all his subordinates died in battle, they would be willing to do so!

Now, he clearly saw that the Qi on Luo Dacheng's body had disappeared, and he obviously gave up the plan to use Qi to protect his body; but the speed of the knife was still extremely fast, and it was obvious that he wanted to use his speed to fight and kill his subordinates as soon as possible.

Chen Sirang gritted his teeth and sneered. Even if he had the ability to increase speed, wouldn’t he need to consume his true energy? As long as the battle lasted for a long time, his true energy would not continue, and sooner or later he would be defeated!

The only thing that can be considered is that Luo Dacheng saw the trick and rushed up and killed him. His subordinates had no leader, and his fighting spirit was defeated.

However, he is not a scholar who is powerless. He has also practiced martial arts for many years. He personally went to the mountain village and killed the thief chiefs. So far, the remaining thieves who fled did not dare to look at Chen Jiaji in the eye. Even if Luo Dacheng rushed up and blocked him for a few moves, he could still do it.

At this time, fires soared into the sky on the long street.

The restaurant has been completely engulfed by the raging fire, and the fire spreads to the buildings on both sides, gradually bringing the shops next to it into the raging fire.

The people living there have all fled through the back door. Although some people want to put out the fire, there is such a fierce battle in the open space, who dares to rush over them with a bucket?

Under the reflection of the firelight, everyone fighting fiercely in the open space looked red on their faces, fierce murderous intent flashed in everyone's eyes, and the cold light shot out. The swords were flying in the sky like a dragon, slashing heavily on the throats of the servants at an extremely fast speed. Blood squirted wildly. The strong men fell to the sky, and the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of blood splattering on the ground.

Some servants also wanted to go around and untie Chen Sichang's rope and put him down from the cross. However, Luo Dacheng firmly blocked in front of them, waved the swords all over the sky, slashing heavily on the throat, killing the man who wanted to rush across the defense line on the spot.

Even if someone could bypass the line of defense and rush to the cross, whenever their hands reached the rope, a steel knife would pierce from behind, and with a thud, it would reach its chest, causing their bodies to fall heavily at Chen Sichang's feet.

Chen Sichang was already in tears, fear and severe pain rolling like huge waves, making him almost desperate.

Under his feet, flames burned, scorching his flesh and blood. At this time, his calves had been roasted black by the fire scattered on the fire, and the muscles were hissing in the fire, and the smell of burnt smell spread across the clearing ground.

At this time, Chen Sirang's face gradually changed. Luo Dacheng's strength had exceeded his expectations. He did not expect that Luo Dacheng could hold on for such a high speed for so long, and his moves were so fast that he could move a little faster than the masters he had ever seen in his life. Although he lacked his eyesight and could not see through the fundamental difference between Luo Dacheng and other strong men, he could still see that his moves were faster than others.

Moreover, Chen Sichang was gradually unable to hold on, which made Chen Sirang anxious and understood in his heart that even if he could save him in the end, he could not escape the end of losing all his legs. This made Chen Sirang, who was full of brotherly friendship, feel miserable, but he knew that the situation was not good, so he could only force himself to suppress his sadness.

The life-and-death battle in the square is gradually coming to an end. Beside Luo Dacheng, the man holding a mace has been lying all over the ground, with their thick corpses everywhere, overlapping, and blood in the open space has already formed a river.

Dozens of great men were killed by Luo Dacheng with one force. Such a tragic scene made the remaining servants unable to help but turn pale and retreat step by step.

Behind Chen Sirang, dozens of servants were followed. Although they were holding steel knives and sticks, their bodies were trembling slightly, which was much worse than those strong men just now.

Chen Sirang looked back at them and sighed slightly. Those subordinates just now were the most elite people he had fought with the bandits. Unexpectedly, they died at the hands of the strong men and failed to cause harm to Luo Dacheng. Luo Dacheng's strength was far beyond expectations, which made him secretly shocked.

The remaining servants are too far apart and cannot be compared with those subordinates just now. Even if they rush forward, they will only be killed.

Luo Dacheng waved his hand and chopped a strong man who was struggling to get up to the ground, looked up at Chen Sirang, and walked towards him with great strides.

In the distance, the sound of horse hooves galloped over the array of servants, and rushed to the front, shouting loudly: "Stop!"

Luo Dacheng turned his head and saw two people, one of whom was about thirty years old, tall, thin and tall, while the other was a thin old man, two masters and apprentices of the Yin family.

At this time, both of them looked slightly pale, but they looked like they had not healed their internal injuries. They rode their horses in front of Chen Sirang, protected him behind them, and looked at Luo Dacheng with a slight anger, both of whom had drawn their swords in their hands.

Last time he fought with Luo Dacheng and his wife, Yin Yidiao was certainly injured by Luo Dacheng, while Yin Lao Ji was even more severely injured. Di Liniang's fierce attack caused him a severe internal injury. At this time, looking at Luo Dacheng, although she was full of anger, she was already slightly wary.

Seeing these two people, Luo Dacheng smiled slightly, with joy hidden inside, and said calmly: "You two are finally here!"

Both of them changed their faces, and Yin Yidiao roared: "What are you going to do? It's just a few trivial matters, why do you insist on chasing them? It's really outrageous!"

Chen Sirang sighed in his heart, don’t look at the Qin family’s wealth and power. Once the father and son are both dead and there is no heir in the family, they will end up like this. If such a thing happens to his family, I’m afraid it’s even worse than them!

In the open space, Yin Lao Ji had no intention of paying attention to them, and only stared at Luo Dacheng in a focused manner, ready to go.

Although he said it beautifully, he had already had murderous intent in his heart. Knowing that this matter was not good, he could only launch the matter with his master and apprentice together to assassinate this powerful enemy on the spot, and avoid any future troubles!

Old Ji made a secret decision in his heart that in addition to this tall man, the young woman who was obviously seriously injured and had to search everywhere to get it, and to eliminate the roots and not let it go.

He is not as lustful as his apprentice, and has always been cruel and ruthless. He knows that Di Liniang is also a strong enemy. Although he is injured, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not recover from injury in the future. Only by killing him together can he be safe. Or after he catches her, he will give her to the second young master to kill him to eliminate the anger and hatred in his heart. This is also a good way, or it can alleviate their responsibility for poor protection.
Chapter completed!