Feng Fan pretended not to know and continued to hurry. The five men on both sides grabbed the reins one after another at a distance of a kilometer, and all the horses stopped.

Feng Fan jumped off his horse, took off the Pu knife, and then quietly looked at the other side. The four of them also dismounted one after another, looking at Feng Fan with an unkind gaze.

"Boy, obediently hand over the horses and valuable things on your body, Lao Tzu will consider letting you die a happy death!" The black-faced man who had just discussed with the red-faced man about robbing and killing Feng Fan shook the meteor hammer in his hand, threatening Feng Fan with a loud voice.

"You rats are so mad that you have taken a fancy to your grandfather's horse, so if you have the ability, come and grab it." Feng Fan mocked with a playful face.

"Look for death. As soon as the black-faced man's voice fell, his right hand was raised, and the meteor hammer in his hand flew out. Feeling the meteor hammer carrying a strong wind, Feng Fan unhurriedly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the "slow-coming" meteor hammer in his hand.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Feng Fan flicked his left hand, and the meteor hammer flew back. With a "bang", the meteor hammer, which was several times faster than when it flew towards Fengfan, hit the black-faced man in the head without any reaction, and the black-faced man took a few steps back, and then fell heavily to the ground, and died of anger at that time.

"You dare to kill my second brother, I want your life!" The red-faced man waved the long knife in his hand, his footsteps moved extremely fast, and he came to Feng Fan in a very short time. The red-faced man fought with his arms, and the long knife slashed towards Feng Fan from the air.

Feng Fan raised the Pu knife in his right hand and blocked the attack of the long knife. Whether it is the length or weight, the Pu knife in Feng Fan's hand is nothing compared to the long knife used by the red-faced man, and the red-faced man attacks with a two-handed knife, while Feng Fan uses the Pu knife with one hand to resist, so it seems that Feng Fan seems to be difficult to block the red-faced man's full force.

But something happened to the horror of the two bandits who were watching, and as a loud crash sounded the sound, Feng Fan's Pu Dao stopped in place. The red-faced man's long knife was shaken and swung back quickly, and his body took a step back before he could stand firm.

The red-faced man was extremely frightened in his heart, the opponent used the Pu knife with one hand to resist the full force of his hands It was so easy, and his hands were extremely numb, the long knife was almost unable to hold it just now, but he didn't expect the opponent's strength to be so strong.

Feng Fan hurriedly took a step further, raised his sword and slashed at the red-faced man, the knife exuded a faint green glow, full of a breathtaking killing intent. The red-faced man's heart sank, and he raised his long knife with both hands to resist.

With a "bang", the Pu knife slashed at the handle of the long knife. Although he barely blocked Park Dao's attack. A huge force was transmitted from the long knife, and the red-faced man felt as if the long knife was being pressed by the weight of a thousand catties, and his arms and hands immediately produced a numb and tingling sensation. Before he had time to think about it, the red-faced man retreated sharply, trying in vain to get rid of the attack of his tough opponent.

Feng Fan's figure rushed forward like lightning, and the Pu knife in his hand slashed again, but before the knife arrived, a powerful knife wind came first. The red-faced man was shocked and raised his long knife to resist, this time the red-faced man was not as lucky as the first time. When the Pu knife hit the long knife, the red-faced man's hands were all shattered, blood gushed out, and the long knife fell to the ground.

Feng Fan's blade flipped and swiped towards the neck of the red-faced man, and with a muffled sound, the red-faced man's head was cut off. A stream of blood arrows erupted from the remnants, forming a blood mist in the sky, and a thick bloody aura immediately dispersed, and the most amazing thing was that the Pu knife in Feng Fan's hand was not stained with a trace of blood.

Seeing this scene, another yellow-faced man couldn't help but be extremely sad and indignant, brandishing a pair of plate axes with both hands, and let out a muffled roar from his mouth, and rushed towards Feng Fan.

When he was a few feet away from Feng Fan, the yellow-faced man slashed at Feng Fan with a two-handed axe. Just when the plate axe was less than a few inches away from Feng Fan, Feng Fan disappeared like a ghost.

"Third brother, be careful on the right side!" Just as the yellow-faced man was in shock, there was a reminder from another bandit in his ears, and then he felt an extremely strong wind coming from the right side of his body.

In a hurry, the yellow-faced man turned to the right, saw a white light slashing at him, so he hurriedly met the two plate axes at the same time.

With a sound of "Zheng", the yellow-faced man's hands shook violently, and the two plate axes almost flew out of their hands. The yellow-faced man looked at it, and it was the same Pu knife that killed the boss who attacked him.

The yellow-faced man immediately had an indescribable horror in his heart, his strength ranked first in the entire bandit gang, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even resist a simple knife, it seemed that the opponent was born with divine power.

Feng Fan didn't give the yellow-faced man any respite, his left hand was wiped on his waist, and the jet-black dark iron dagger had already appeared in his hand. And Feng Fan's body moved forward extremely quickly, with his left hand.

Before the yellow-faced man could understand what was happening, he felt a pain in his chest. As Feng Fan's body quickly retreated and the dagger was drawn, a stream of bloody arrows erupted from the yellow-faced man's chest. The yellow-faced man screamed, then fell to the ground, convulsed a few times, and lost consciousness.

"Boy, who are you? Do you dare to report your name?" Witnessing the killing of his three accomplices, the remaining man in black asked with a grim expression. Because according to the idea of this man in black, with Feng Fan's skills, he would definitely not be a nobody, so he asked.

"Who are you?" Feng Fan did not answer the question of the man in black, but asked rhetorically.

"We are all bandits in the neighborhood, and what you just killed is my big boss, second boss, and third boss. The black-faced man spoke with a look of vigilance.

"Since all three of them are dead, you are not left alone. Feng Fan said with a sneer.

The black-clothed man, who was more than a foot away from Fengfan, moved his right hand, and a hard crossbow appeared in his hand, and when he pressed the mechanism on the hard crossbow, an arrow shot out. Feng Fan's body moved sideways like a ghost, and the arrow missed.

The man in black was terrified, and the person who could dodge this kind of hard crossbow attack at a distance of more than a zhang was generally extremely light, because the speed of the arrows issued by this kind of hard crossbow had already reached its peak after leaving the hard crossbow.

Next, the man in black fired arrows continuously, but they were easily dodged by Feng Fan. Dodging an arrow attack may be a fluke, but an attack that can dodge a dozen arrows is definitely a matter of true strength. When the last arrow was fired, the man in black's heart sank.