I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"I'm fine. I just didn't pay attention for a moment and suffered a small loss. It's nothing."

Huang Xin gritted his teeth and walked out of the bush, holding his Sangmen sword on the ground, his hands trembling endlessly: "Thieves, do you dare to fight with me for three hundred rounds?"

"???"

This situation is a bit delicate.

All the village soldiers looked at each other, not knowing whether they should rush forward or run for their lives.

After a comprehensive analysis, the village soldiers decided to hold on and stay where they were.

"Since Governor Huang wants to fight in a one-on-one fight, we will accompany him."

Lin Xuan smiled and walked slowly to Lu Zhishen's side.

In the Water Margin plane, personal force is highly valued.

It is still quite popular to decide the outcome of the war through one-on-one battle between the generals.

Oh, it seems that it’s not just Water Margin. Romance realms such as the Three Kingdoms, Sui and Tang Dynasties, and Yue Yue also like to challenge military generals to one-on-one battles...

Let's challenge each other one-on-one.

Lin Xuan didn't care about this.

He really didn't believe that Huang Xin could defeat Lu Zhishen.

There is no chance of exploding seeds.

"Blow drums and gongs to cheer General Huang!"

Liu Gao was shocked and doubtful, and said quickly.

When you go out to escort prisoners, you will naturally bring gongs and drums to clear the way.

Not long after, several sergeants acting as the atmosphere team took up their positions, and gongs and drums sounded one after another.

It sounds a bit passionate.

"You, a thief, just took a stick from Sajia. You are somewhat capable, so Sajia will allow you to rest for a while."

Lu Zhishen laughed: "Let's do it again!"

"Bald... Master, you are going a little too far!"

Huang Xin's expression changed and he said solemnly.

"Oh? What's wrong with the Sa family?"

"This Zen staff seems to weigh over sixty kilograms. It's a huge advantage for the weapon."

Huang Xin said proudly: "I have abandoned my horse and fought on foot, why don't you still use this Zen staff?"

"You, a bunch of birds, were clearly knocked down by the Sa family just now."

Lu Zhishen was a little disdainful: "Besides, even if you and I change weapons, what can you do?"

"...Are you the only one who can fight on Qingfeng Mountain?"

Huang Xin looked embarrassed and quickly changed the subject: "If that's the case, it's okay not to fight."

Although he has good physical strength, he is only at the level of an average warrior.

Even the mace is not used smoothly enough.

If you use this heavy and scary Zen staff rashly...

Maybe, it will hit yourself instead.

Huang Xin was also quite desperate about this.

Aren't the original leaders of Qingfeng Mountain three losers?

How come after a few months of seeing each other, there is a bald monk with explosive strength?

What a hell!

"I'm not very good at it, but I have a lot of clever ideas."

Wu Song snorted and walked out with an iron rod: "This rod was randomly struck by the blacksmith in the town. It should not be as good as your bird sword. Do you dare to have a fight with a certain family?"

"Okay! Aren't you afraid of me being an official?"

Huang Xinxin was determined, he picked up the Sangmen Sword, stood up and pounced: "Thieves, take one strike from me!"

"Well done!"

When Wu Song saw Huang Xin coming fiercely, he was not surprised but happy. He picked up the iron rod with both hands, jumped up high, and chopped it down from mid-air.

The two weapons clashed in the air, Huang Xin let out a strange cry, and the Sangmen Sword flew out of his hand, throwing it seven or eight meters away.

"..."

Huang Xin looked at Wu Song blankly, feeling dizzy, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he staggered to the ground.

"With this little ability, you still dare to say arrogant things?"

Wu Song shook his iron rod and waved a stick flower in the sky: "Tie him up, and the rest of the brothers will join a certain family and charge into the battle!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers' morale was greatly boosted. They shouted loudly and rushed towards the officers and soldiers like stray dogs.

Needless to say this time, a group of village soldiers had already given way to the road and fled in all directions.

"Nonya!"

Liu Gao's face turned pale with fright, he didn't want the nine-tooth rake anymore, he hurriedly turned his horse's head, and whipped down his whip like raindrops.

The horse was in pain, neighed, and ran forward.

"This...is this a win?"

Huang Rong was dumbfounded and speechless.

"Liu Gao himself looks like a bird, how powerful can his soldiers be?"

Lin Xuan said calmly: "You catch him, and I will save him."

"good."

Huang Rong let out a sullen breath, used Qing Kung Fu, and chased forward.

To be honest, Lin Xuan didn't pay much attention to this battle.

Although Qingfeng Village is an inspection village, it is also responsible for stationing troops.

But Hua Rong's village soldiers still train regularly and have some fighting strength.

As a civil servant, Liu Gao himself did not know how to train soldiers, and several of his instructors were also incompetent people who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

Except for a few elite personal guards who have some fighting strength.

The rest of the soldiers in the village are all scammers who can't do anything well and are the first to escape.

In the original work, even Yan Shun, Wang Ying and others were able to kill the village soldiers and save Hua Rong and Song Jiang.

The soldiers in Lin Xuan's hands now are much stronger than Yan Shun's.

Sure enough, seeing Huang Xin's defeat, Liu Gao's troops were completely gone.

"Where is the dog officer going!"

In a few ups and downs, Huang Rong had already arrived behind Liu Gao, and casually threw the Emei thorn in her hand, hitting the soft armor behind Liu Gao.

An Jin penetrated Liu Gao's armor, passed through Liu Gao's thick fat, and sealed his Lingtai point.

Liu Gao's body suddenly stiffened, and he rolled off his horse like a ripe winter melon. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

The minions around him swarmed up and pushed the defenseless Liu Gao to the ground. He took off his armor and robes and tied them up.

Not far away, the minions who were ambushing on the road also pulled up the trip rope and overturned Liu Gao's horse as a trophy.

Liu Gao's personal soldiers who rushed over saw that the situation was not good, dropped their weapons, shouted, and ran into the woods.

"Is Brother Hua okay?"

Lin Xuan walked quickly to Hua Rong's prison car, and with a steel knife, split the prison car in half.

"My brother is fine, go and save Brother Song."

Hua Rong was an official, and now that the matter has not been clarified, Huang Xin also spared him a favor and did not punish him.

Hua Rong was not idle either, and he secretly broke all the ropes on his body along the way.

Seeing the prison car break apart, he jumped out directly.

Not far away, Song Jiang was locked in the prison car with a disheveled face, his body covered with blood and flesh, and a group of flies flying around.

"Don't panic, Song Yasi."

Lin Xuan shook his head, walked to Song Jiang's prison car, and swung his knife to split the prison car.

"Thank you...thank you for saving me, Big Dragon Head."

Song Jiang looked up at Lin Xuan with some gratitude, rolled his eyes, and fell off the prisoner's car.

"Is there a doctor?" Hua Rong was shocked and asked hurriedly.

"Song Yasi is in good health. Apart from his hands and legs, the rest are mostly superficial injuries. Nothing serious."

Huang Shang stretched out his hand and pressed Song Jiang, saying lightly.

"Oh, thank you... um?"

Hua Rong was startled: "What happened to Brother Song's hands and feet?"

"Both hands and legs were broken."

Huang Shang took a few more glances: "It's not bad, the tendons of the hands and feet were not removed, and they can move normally after half a year. During this period, you need more care."

"...Then I'll trouble you, old sir."

Hua Rong felt relieved and sighed: "This time we were plotted by those dogs and men. If it weren't for the rescue of the big dragon head, we would have died. I am really ashamed."

"That shrew is despicable and shameless, with a heart of a snake and a scorpion. She is simply a beast in human clothing! It was she who ordered people to beat me into this state!"

Song Jiang was overwhelmed with grief and cried: "I was bewitched that day and didn't listen to Brother Lin. I really regret it!"

It seems that Song Jiang has never suffered such grievances in his life.

Once he started crying, he couldn't stop at all.

After crying for half an hour, Song Jiang's physical strength reached its limit, and then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Well, it's better to vent now than to block it. It won't plant the root of the disease."

Huang Shang was somewhat satisfied, and smiled and said: "If Hua Zhizhai feels wronged, he might as well cry."

Hua Rong: "..."