Near the sea surface of Dandong, on an inwardly sunken coast, a small fishing village is being raided and plundered.

A group of bandits who were not like the natives of Liaodong or the people of the Central Plains came on horseback, and while talking strange words that no one could understand, they shouted a few words to the people in the fishing village, but no one answered.

I saw that the village was slack in the garrison and there were no decent weapons.

Under the command of two guys wearing vests, hats and knives, this group of bandits rushed into the village rudely.

Robbing almost non-existent property, taking fresh fish catches, and trying to plunder the young woman.

The fisherman who dared to resist was quickly killed, the whole village became chaotic, and the houses were lit, and the flames burned under the cold wind.

In the light of fire, the bandits laughed.

They seem to like this unbridled plunder and enjoy this feeling of violence.

"Bang"

A slender, curved knife slapped a young woman on the cheek, and the Japanese holding the knife lifted the woman's face with the tip of the knife.

He saw that frightened face, which was not delicate or charming.

However, the daughter of the fishing village works all year round and has a good figure.

A trace of desire suddenly flashed in the eyes of the bandit holding the sword. They came from the land of Sanhan and experienced the bitter and cold all the way. They had a very hard time. If they had the chance to relax, they could not miss it.

"Get up! Early!"

He put away the knife in his hand and shouted at the frightened woman.

But the latter doesn't understand at all.

He then took a step forward, grabbed the woman's long hair with a grim smile, dragged her, and walked towards a looted house next to him. The woman was struggling on the ground, screaming in horror and despair.

The sound attracted the attention of the bandits robbed around them, but they didn't go forward, and just held the knife in their hands and made strange laughs. They laughed very proudly and very ugly.

Just like a group of evil ghosts on earth.

"Sakamoto, 旾れないように闻をつけてください! ははははは."

A loud laugh came from the bandits carrying swords, as if they were saying something strange, which made the bandits laugh, and the two leaders riding on horses were cautious.

But they don't care about their subordinates' fun.

These shameless ronin are hard to control, so they come to this bitter and cold place again.

If you don’t give them some sweetness, you will be in chaos.

I have seized some rice, grain and meat this time. I will bring these harvests back to my own camp early tomorrow morning. I believe the leader will be satisfied.

The Japanese pirate who had taken the woman smiled and dragged the woman to the house. He thought that good things were approaching, his breathing was a bit heavy, and he held up the tent with his lower body. He just walked a few steps and heard a strange sound.

He raised his head and saw a black shadow falling from the sky and smacking in front of him.

The Japanese were startled, and left the woman behind her back, pulled out the sharp blade from her waist, but there was no danger in front of her, but a petite woman.

Wearing coarse cloth clothes, she was standing up from the ground in a half-kneeling posture. She was wearing a hat, but she could vaguely see the jade-like skin of her neck.

The wind blew, blowing up the veil of the hat, revealing Xiuhe's beautiful face as jasper-like as a small family.

And those godless eyes.

"Yoxi!"

The bandit widened his eyes and looked at the short girl with excellent figure in front of him, and his eyes became even more lustful.

"Miss Flower..."

The tumultuous desire overwhelmed the premonition of danger at this moment.

The Japanese took a step forward with a knife and heard the sound of chains. Xiuhe flew out with his left hand in front of him. As the chain swayed, a sharp blade stabbed out on his fingers.

Blood splattered, and the Japanese man's neck was pierced, and his left hand, stained with blood, kicked back to Xiuhe's wrist amid the sound of chains.

"Bang"

The Japanese pirates with wide eyes fell to the ground. Death came too quickly and too fast. The twisted smile on his face did not dissipate, and the tent on his lower body was still pressing on.

"The enemy is facing the enemy!"

The death woke up the other Japanese people watching. They roared, pulled out their weapons, and made a harsh sound, rushing towards Xiuhe.

But unexpectedly, there were also figures behind.

"Japanese pirates! Come to die!"

When Xiao Tie saw someone in the village die, he naturally surged with murderous aura.

He landed on the ground, waved the big sword in his hand, threw out the heavy blade like a battle knife, and smashed it on the Japanese from behind, breaking the spine of a short guy.

As he waved his arm chains, he swung the heavy sword in a circle, like a windmill, and slashed hard at the bandits in front of him.

There was no fear in his eyes.

After experiencing the Qilu War, Xiao Tie was disdainful of these thieves who only knew how to bully the weak.

This group of Japanese people are not masters. If they can be sent out to find supplies in this ice and snow, they must be just members of the peripheral area.

After being attacked from behind by Xiao Tie, the formation of more than a dozen people became chaotic.

Seven or eight people turned around and rushed towards Xiao Tie with their swords, and the rest continued to attack Xiuhe.

The fastest Japanese man held the knife in both hands and slashed at Xiuhe's waist and abdomen. His eyes were full of bloodthirsty and cruelty, as if he had seen the scene of this petite woman breaking into two pieces under his sharp blade.

"clang"

A crisp sound.

The Japanese felt that the sharp blade in his hand was as if it was slashing on steel. The long knife pulled a spark between Xiuhe's waist and just cut open the clothes.

A knife mark was left on the shell of the mechanism on the waist and abdomen.

Excessive force also caused the long knife in his hand to be broken into two pieces.

He widened his eyes, holding the broken knife in his hand, and forgot to dodge for a moment, but just stared at Xiuhe who was invulnerable to swords and guns in front of him.

He thought he had met the legendary demon!

"Bang"

But the people in the agency will not be dull.

Xiuhe turned around and punched the Japanese pirate in the chest. With the power of the clockwork and spring, the punch broke the ribs and smashed the Japanese to the ground.

After they realized that these two evil stars could not afford to offend, they would break through and escape.

But Xiao Tie was already blocking the way to break through, and his heavy sword was covered with blood and minced meat.

On the ground beside him, there were bloody corpses everywhere.

The fighting style of this young man is simple and powerful.

But the results of the war were too cruel and ruthless.

The woman who was rescued was lying in a pool of Shura blood, staring blankly at Xiuhe and Xiao Tie, killing all over the world. After a while, she seemed to react and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xiao Tie.

This is the most sincere way of thanksgiving that she can think of.

"Retreat します!"

The two Japanese pirate leaders riding on horseback, seeing the enemy's strength, knew that their vocation had met a martial artsman from Liaodong. Seeing that their subordinates were blocked in the village and could not be rescued.

They shouted, turned their horses and were about to leave here.

But when they turned around, they found that ten feet behind them, a man wearing a wool cloak and a black veil hat was holding the strange and exquisite straight blade knife, stepping on the snow, flying over in the snow.

The man was carrying a knife magazine on his back, his body was light, his footsteps swept across the snow, leaving only shallow footprints.

"It's okay to squeeze the mud~"

Chen Qiu jumped closer and said with a smile to the two Japanese pirate leaders riding on the horse.

The next moment, the rustling autumn wind blew into my face.

When Chen Qiu fell into the snow, a bloody light rushed up behind him, sprinkled on the snow, and a head hit the snow. On the war horse, there was only a headless corpse left.

He killed one person in an instant, but the leader didn't even pull out his sword.

Another man saw that the visitor was fierce in his sword, so he jumped off his horse. He stood in the snow like a horse stance, and roared at Chen Qiu, who turned around and swung the blood on the knife.

He held the knife scabbard around his waist with his left hand, held the hilt with his right hand, and rushed towards Chen Qiu.

When approaching, unsheath the knife.

Extremely fast.

This special sword drawing technique made Chen Qiu blink, and the Phantom's footwork moved, causing him to avoid the sword drawing.

But after the amazing sword drawing operation, the Japanese's next sword technique became a bit mediocre.

It is just a powerful chop, which makes people unable to get interested.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Chen Qiu's eyes. He raised the Greedy Wolf Knife, and used the light and fast Qiufeng Knife. He cut off the wrist of the Japanese man with one knife, and then the blade pressed against the Japanese pirate's neck.

“ちょっとお闻きしたいのですが.(我要问你些事情.)”
To be continued...