Chapter 430: Play against

The teenager's head rolled in the air a few times and landed on the ground. His face still had a smile on his face. He didn't believe it. The other party dared to attack him.
The crowd around, the samurai listening to the wind pavilion, the samurai of the Xie family, all became silent, staring wide, staring blankly at the swaying head.
For a long time, a samurai of the Xie family roared: "Catch them, grab them and don't let go"
The crowd exploded loudly and fled, and the warriors listening to the wind pavilion were divided into several groups, and they all pulled out their weapons. Of course, they were mainly defensive and did not want to be involved.
"Don't let go of any of them? I like the idea." Erlang smiled, his hands reaching behind his shoulders, and then pulled out the battle axe.
"Come on," Su Tang said slowly.
Erlang froze for a moment, and then roared: "Kill ..." Then he waved his battle axe to the warriors of the Xie family.
Balang smiled, then pulled out his long sword and chased Erlang's back.
Although the strength of these samurai warriors is not very good, they don't even have a guru, but they are better than others. They shouted and surrounded Erlang and Balang. In general, with the help of Hachiro, it was comparable to the warriors of the Xie family.
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang ... The battle went into blaze instantly
Su Tang couldn't help sighing: "No wonder Qingxue quietly reminded me ..."
"What did she remind you?" Xi Xiaoru asked curiously.
"She said that although Balang has always claimed to be Duozhi among his brothers, he has a natural bias and is easy to deal with." Su Tang said: "The surface of Erlang is sturdy. In fact, he has a bad stomach and must be careful."
Su Tang's voice was not loud, but Erlang over there clearly heard it, while waving his battle axe and a long sword with a thorn, while turning his head to look at Su Tang, there was some grief in his eyes, and some anger, as if to say, you Even if you do n’t help, you still talk about these strange things?
In the blink of an eye, the battle had passed for a few minutes, and the intern Xiaoru was the culprit, but the samurai of the Xie family saw that Erlang and Hachiro were extremely fierce.
"Come well"
"awesome"
Erlang's battle axe has been waving fast, and his mouth is not idle, yelling and screaming, it makes people feel upset.
Su Tang and Xi Xiaoru can't make a sound, it's okay to play a few times, but tireless, happy, and endless, is this character distorted?
Finally, Erlang seized an opportunity, shook off the battle axe, split the back of the samurai diagonal shoulder strap in front of him, and Balang also achieved results. A sword pierced the eyebrow of a samurai.
After seeing the blood again, the warriors were a little flustered. Several smart-minded people suddenly turned and fled outward. The remaining two warriors found themselves abandoned by their companions. They were even more flustered, and were quickly killed by Erlang and Balang.
Balang put away his long sword and walked towards Su Tang, while Erlang continued to wave his battle axe and took a big step, panting to the few warriors who ran away: "Don't go ... Don't go ..."
Looking at Erlang's back from afar, Su Tang said: "He used to be like this ...?"
"Almost." Balang Yu smiled: "After a long time, you will get used to it slowly."
After a while, Erlang walked back scoldingly: "It's running really fast, didn't any one chase
The samurai who listened to the wind pavilion nearby looked very nervous. In their eyes, several people in Su Tang were fierce. They talked in a low voice for a moment, and a samurai came out and said anxiously: "Several, fast Let ’s go today. It ’s the day when Xie and his parents came out to visit the mountain. The foggy mountain is not far away from here, and they wo n’t be able to rush over in a long time.

"Xie family? Very powerful?" Su Tang frowned.
"Alas ..." The samurai sighed, a glance of mercy flashed in his eyes: "It's not ordinary, they have nearly ten grand masters at home, there are more master-level practitioners, just come out one, you can ... … "At the end, he closed his mouth and seemed to have no heart to continue.
"Really?" Su Tang changed his color.
"Do I have to lie to you?" The samurai's pity was more intense: "Come on, now it may be too late."
"Sorry to say me? You are not the same?" Erlang said with a grin.
"How can it be the same? I have nothing to do, you are in it." Su Tang said.
In fact, Su Tang and Erlang can speak every word, and the warriors in the Fengge can understand it, but they do not understand what it means when they are connected together.
"We should go." Xi Xiaoru said.
"Go" Su Tang nodded.
The four men turned around and hurriedly walked up the hill. When they turned over the hill, their expression became relaxed again.
"Brothers Su, don't need to rob their caravan?" Erlang asked.
"Let's first see if they can lead their people." Su Tang said: "The elders who patrolled the mountain ... represented the deterrent power of the Xie family. It should be a grandmaster."
"Just a few of us, and you have lost a grandmaster? The people of the Xie family will not be suspicious?" Balang asked.
"It depends on how we arrange it." Su Tang said.
The warriors who listened to the Wind Pavilion really kindly reminded Su Tang. Less than twenty minutes after Su Tang and others left, a black-faced old man in clear face fell from the air, his eyes whirling on the body left by the Xie family.
The warriors in Tingfeng Pavilion did not leave, and the matter was clear. After those few people fled back, they must have indicated that the samurai in Tingfeng Pavilion was also present. Nobody dares to say what kind of disaster will happen.
The old man in black's eyes fell on the teenager's head, and the smile on his face remained the same. Obviously, he was still very proud when he died.
The old man in black breathed out a long breath: "What about people?"
The warriors listening to the wind pavilion looked at each other, and now they betrayed Su Tang. It seems that they are not righteous. Everyone hopes that the Xie family can learn a lesson. But turning around and thinking about the result of being hated by Xie Jiaji, it is not affordable that Fengge can afford it. A samurai stood up and whispered: "They went up the mountain."
"This way?" The old man in black pointed to the hill.
"Yes."
"How many are they?" Said the old man in black.
"Four, three men, one woman." The samurai replied.
The old man in black squinted and looked at the hill. His figure floated in the air. He flew across the hill in a blink of an eye and continued to chase forward.