fifth form

Chapter 535
Zhang Manqian is very good at street melee.

It seems to be just fighting a bunch of gangsters, but street fighting requires extremely high quality.

When fighting on the street, no one knows when the opponent will fight, what weapon the opponent is holding, whether there is glass shards on the ground, or whether the opponent will attack one person at a time or how many people.

"In fact, whether you are strong or weak, the most effective way to fight on the street is to run!"

Zhang Manqian's summary is simple.

run.

If you are blocked by people attacking from front to back, even if you are beaten, you have to run out at the fastest speed.

The strong keep harvesting heads while running, while the weak running is the most effective means of defense.

This includes physical fitness as well as mental quality.

Zhang Xuezhou was a weak chicken at that time, and Zhang Manqian taught him from the perspective of a weak chicken. Correspondingly, Zhang Xuezhou ran very happily after nearly a hundred villagers flooded into the ancestral hall.

"Ugh!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou, a cultivator in the True Spirit Realm, running around, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help sighing.

But after being kicked, he quickly raised that tone abruptly.

In the case of killing people without using swords or spells, he can only rely on Luan Da Wang Baquan to subdue the villagers, and fight together with these people.

Moreover, he had to dodge the machete that suddenly attacked and hacked, or the bamboo arrow that was shot sneakily from nowhere.

Dong Zhongshu was aggrieved by the fight, but he knew very well that there was nothing wrong with being slightly injured.

As long as nothing happened to Zhang Xuezhou, the injury he suffered would recover quickly.

"Du accountant, run up, run up and fight!"

Zhang Xuezhou's shout came from afar, and Dong Zhongshu moved two steps, and after a shoulder fell and knocked down a villager, he was hit on the back unexpectedly.

He let out a breath of cold air.

If he didn't use swordsmanship to injure these villagers, it would be extremely difficult for him to remove these people by force.

Among the crowd, only guest Qing Zhang Debiao was quite reliable in fighting. This guest guest had followed Master Zhao for many years and had learned a few skills in the iron body technique. Many parts of his body were not afraid of ordinary knives.

There are more than ten people piled up around Zhang Debiao, making it difficult for these people to get up for a while, but Zhang Debiao's feet were bound, and his hands were hugged, and some people even jumped on Zhang Debiao and opened their mouths to bite. Extremely difficult.

As for Xu Ji, a monk from the peasant family, let's not talk about it.

This guy was actually trying to reason with the villagers, and was punched by someone who had injured the wound with an arrow before, and passed out from the pain without jumping twice.

Xu Ji's grandson, Xu Yuan, followed in Zhang Xuezhou's footsteps, beating people while running, knocking down three in a row.

As for the rest of the business group, they were all lying on the ground like corpses before being rescued by Xu Ji.

Dong Zhongshu threw out his fists in a flurry, and jumped two meters away, and then jumped over with his right hand on the incense burner.

Several villagers with quick eyes and quick legs rushed over with knives. As soon as they arrived at the incense burner, Dong Zhongshu kicked one of them away, and punched another one down.

"It's really more convenient to run and hit people!"

A windy voice came from the back of his head, Dong Zhongshu didn't look back at all, and jumped forward directly.

The sound of chopping a hatchet into the ground came, and Dong Zhongshu barely passed by.

"Zhang Debiao, run up and beat them!"

Today's fights are all face-to-face, and it is rare to run and fight at the same time, but Dong Zhongshu feels that running is not bad.

After the first trial, he found it convenient, and recommended it to Guest Qing Zhang Debiao.

"This gang of thieves and savages can't be killed, and they can't be beaten again. Accountant Du, are you embarrassing me, and now you want me to run and beat people?"

Zhang Debiao shouted.

The pain of being bitten by teeth came from his neck, and he wanted to slap him, but he was afraid that the opponent's head would be blown away by the force of his blood.

But if he didn't use the energy and blood in his body, his arms were tightly hugged, and it was really difficult to break the opponent's head with the weight of a person.

However, the iron body technique prevents chopping and slashing but does not prevent acupuncture, and it is also painful.

Zhang Debiao couldn't bear the pain of being bitten into the skin of the neck by his teeth, so he could only lead five or six villagers back and forth, shaking and bumping back and forth.

There was a chaotic battle in the ancestral hall, and the scene was chaotic and disorderly.

But what worries Dong Zhongshu the most is that he hasn't found the tiger demon yet.

His strength in the Supernatural Realm is extremely strong, but this does not mean that Dong Zhongshu can crush his fellow practitioners in any situation.

However, anything can happen in the melee, even small soldiers on the battlefield can cut to death the big cultivator, and it would not be surprising if he was wounded and killed by the tiger demon.

Dong Zhongshu exhaled, and with a leap, he had already forcibly stepped on a villager's head. Before the opponent could react, he stomped hard, and jumped out of the ancestral hall again.

"Catch this toughest one, he's escaped!"

An old woman raised a fire stick and pointed it at Dong Zhongshu, and Dong Zhongshu looked back at the same with his eyes.

Seeing the anger flickering in the opponent's eyes, Dong Zhongshu had difficulty making a distinction for a while.

He landed lightly, and kicked Orion who was holding a bamboo bow and arrow behind him. Seeing that the opponent was still struggling to get up, Dong Zhongshu made another kick, which made it difficult for the opponent to get up.

"You are big men and people, but you and the tiger demon are the ones who are suffering. When I tell the sheriff of Ba County, I will definitely arrest you and everyone in prison, and the felony will be sent to the army." Dong Zhongshu shouted,
"When we need the imperial court, where is the imperial court? When we are plagued by tiger demons, who will save us? We pay a lot of taxes to Berkshire every year, but when did Berkshire protect us?"

Dong Zhongshu's words seemed to arouse the old woman's anger.

She asked Dong Zhongshu angrily.

This kind of angry question is mixed with the helplessness of ordinary people, and also mixed with the compromise that the villagers of this village had to make under the threat of the tiger demon.

This is the reason why the villagers in the village are so cooperative.

As long as someone escaped from the reporter, their village would inevitably fall into the end that Dong Zhongshu said.

To survive, the whole village needs to cooperate.

Whether they took the initiative to seek refuge or were passively forced to surrender to the tiger demon, the county government would not ask about these circumstances during the interrogation. As long as it was confirmed that they had participated in the harm, the entire village would have to be tortured.

Seeing that Dong Zhongshu escaped from the ancestral hall without being stunned by the smoke trick, many villagers panicked.

This also moved Dong Zhongshu's mind, he let go of his feet and ran towards the outside of the village.

"Chase, chase!"

Perhaps it was because the demons in this village belonged to tiger demons, which were too oppressive to other ignorant creatures, and there were no hounds in the village.

Dong Zhongshu was rarely obstructed when he ran out.

"Wait for the officers and soldiers of Berkshire City to destroy you!"

Dong Zhongshu shouted.

He ran for hundreds of meters, and when he was about to step into the muddy path, he heard a tiger roar that shook his eardrums.

His guess was right. The villagers in this village couldn't bear the court's siege, and the tiger demon obviously didn't want to change places easily.

Dong Zhongshu was in good health, and a bad wind was blowing from behind him.

When the tiger's claws were about to fall on his neck, Dong Zhongshu's sword flew out from his waist. He rushed forward and swung the long sword in his right hand back.

This is a replica of the carbine gun. Although the sword's power is not strong when used with the long sword, it undoubtedly prevents the tiger demon's claws from penetrating the long sword and shooting it down. .

"Duh!"

With a soft drink, Dong Zhongshu took out the magic weapon fan behind him with his left hand, and when he fanned it vigorously, a wind blade in the magic weapon fan quickly condensed into shape.

"Damn it, where did you come from a monk like you?"

The tiger demon who turned into an old woman instantly regained its original shape and let out a loud shout.

Being able to fight swords and use spells, this kind of situation is more common in monsters, but rare in humans.

Human beings either develop magic techniques or develop martial arts, Qiqi is on the road of pursuing perfection.

This kind of biased approach allows human beings to emerge endlessly.

But this also allows high-level monsters to more or less take advantage of human monks.

Although the monsters have few spells, they can be close or far away, and can attack with words or martial arts. When they first collide and don't know the details, most of the monsters have the upper hand.

The tiger demon was extremely old, and he had killed eighty or even a hundred monks. He had never fought against such an opponent who could not be defeated by magic skills or melee combat when they met for the first time.

He cursed, but before he could finish venting, his heart tightened.

Severe pain came from the eyes, and the sense of danger of death quickly approached.

The tiger demon didn't have time to think, and its body exploded immediately.

"It won't be so easy to run this time!"

Dong Zhongshu drank softly, and the wind blade flew across quickly under his control.

The tiger demon is not a snake, and its body is not as hard as a rock.

Dong Zhongshu's wind blade inserted like a sharp blade, and then cut quickly.

This time, the tiger demon's escape with smoke was obviously not as easy as before. During the repeated cuts, the tiger demon's body was cut into several pieces.

The fragments of the body fell, and with a roar of a tiger, dozens of ghosts came out with their teeth and claws open.

Before Dong Zhongshu fanned the magic fan again, all these ghosts were sucked into a red demon pill.

But in just a short moment, the red demon core burst, a tiger-headed kid jumped out, and then got into the darkness.

"Having raised so many ghosts, have you become a ghost yourself?"

Dong Zhongshu was slightly taken aback.

From normal death to turning into a ghost, the process will never be so fast. Ordinary resentful souls have to be buried in a place of Fengshui for three years before they can take shape, while special ghosts can be tempered for decades or even hundreds of years. common.

Seeing the tiger demon transform into a tiger-headed imp in a short period of time, Dong Zhongshu was a little surprised at how quickly the other party transformed after losing his body.

But just a few seconds later, a high-pitched scream from the villagers chasing behind brought Dong Zhongshu back to his senses.

Obviously, there is indeed a price behind the tiger demon's rapid transformation into a ghost.

(End of this chapter)