The convoy drove away, leaving only Zhao An alone and the two knives on his body.
Facing him were the Thirteen Riders of Hu Dingtian and Hu Family.
These thirteen people are all Martial Master who were trained by Lineage, and their strength is not weak. Outer City can start Martial Academy, spread their martial arts and recruit disciples.
"Young Master, do you want me to go and recover the scholar?" A Martial Master stepped forward and asked.
"It doesn't matter, kill this person first." Hu Dingtian is not afraid of Li Tianhuai, who has no ability to resist, to escape. Before that, he only needs to deal with Zhao An.
"Young Master, I won't bother you to take action until I catch him." Another Martial Master was eager to show off and volunteered.
Hu Dingtian nodded.
Then Martial Master pulled out his long knife and kicked the horse in the belly to kill Zhao An.
"Boy, die!" Pegasus galloped, Martial Master shouted, raising the long knife sideways, and was about to hit Zhao An.
Zhao An looked indifferent, and the Hundred-Forged Blade he was holding in his right hand suddenly swept out, with a sharp knife, cutting off the horse's legs!
That Martial Master was on the horse, almost unbalanced. He forced himself to lift his breath and tried to turn over and land on his feet.
However, the cold light of the sword has arrived.
When he turned over and landed on the ground, Martial Master's body had been broken into two parts, and his intestines and organs were flowing all over the floor.
Zhao An shook off the blood on the long knife and, unwilling to wait any longer, took the initiative to walk towards the group of the Hu Family people.
After getting Hu Dingtian's approval, the other Martial Master immediately came over.
The scene of Zhao An killing the enemy with one sword made these Martial Master completely give up the idea of showing one-on-one performance.
After all, you only have one life, and only by attacking in groups can you be sure!
Facing the encirclement and suppression by a group of wolves, Zhao An showed no fear. Instead, he moved and accelerated towards Martial Master, the group of the Hu Family.
All his muscles and bones have been tempered by hard training, and the speed he displayed at this moment was extremely fast, as if there were springs under his feet, and he started to launch.
Jump two or three feet!
Kill a horse with one sword! Kill a man with one sword!
The sword is sharp, and more importantly, the strength is unparalleled!
That Martial Master tried to parry with his sword, but Zhao An slashed him off his horse and flew ten meters away!
When he landed, he was shocked to realize that the knife in his hand was broken in half. What was even more shocking was that his neck was also cut in half!
Zhao An moved forward, turned around, grabbed the tail of a horse that was passing by, flew up, and pierced Martial Master's back with a knife.
Then he put his toes on the horse's back a little bit, and with all his strength, he kicked the horse into a big heel.
And he fell on another horse.
That Martial Master was a bit stronger and had quick reflexes. He turned around and punched Zhao An.
His hands were sheathed with spikes, and when a punch landed on someone's body, the skin would most likely be ripped apart and filled with blood holes.
But Zhao An actually allowed the opponent to punch him in the abdomen, and the result shocked the opponent.
His fist seemed to hit an extremely thick steel plate. Not only was Zhao An's body undamaged, but the spikes on his sheath actually showed signs of breakage.
"Inner armor?" Martial Master subconsciously thought that Zhao An was wearing inner armor, or even carrying a steel plate.
But through Zhao An's torn clothes, I noticed that where his fist fell, there were just a few pieces of strong flesh and there were no armor plates.
But how can a body of flesh and blood be so hard?
"You!" He wanted to say something else, but a big hand was already on his head.
The unrivaled terrifying power only showed a little, and it directly broke Martial Master's neck.
Zhao An has now reached the four realms of hard work. Even though the Martial Master in front of him is very powerful, there are still two to three hundred strands of Internal Breath circulating around him, but in Zhao An's eyes, he is no different from a chicken or a dog.
A long sword struck from one side, bringing with it a fierce wind.
Internal Breath is wandering in Zhao An's body, and he continues to perform Roaming Body Steps, with light and graceful footwork and flying shadows.
When he stood up and changed positions, another palm slapped the sword-wielding Martial Master on the forehead. It seemed like a light palm, but in fact, a force of more than two thousand kilograms was poured into him instantly!
This man's eyes immediately turned blood red, all his orifices were bleeding, and his whole head seemed to have been sunken into his neck by Zhao An!
In just one moment of meeting, the three horses fled, and three more corpses were found on the ground!
The remaining Martial Master no longer dared to ride in front of Zhao An, and they all dismounted and tried to encircle and suppress them on foot.
However, fighting Zhao An on foot like this is like entering an uninhabited land.
He held a knife in his right hand, and the fist of his left hand flew around. Martial Masters collided with it, and they were all either killed or injured!
Zhao An rises and falls with the wind, and the steps change between the real and the real when advancing and retreating. Not to mention these Martial Master are difficult to touch him. Even if a sword is attached to him, he will be difficult to be injured.
Roaming Body Steps and Hard Bone Skill, these are the results of practicing two eighth-level martial arts to a profound level.
In just a few moments, Hu Family's Martial Master had already lost most of their lives!
It is a pity that not all of these Martial Master are Red Name.
Some of them only have gray names, and even if they are killed, they will not become Soul Slave.
On the other side, Hu Dingtian finally couldn't sit still, dismounted, drew his gun and stabbed Zhao An straight at him.
His figure was like electricity, and the spear in his hand was a little bit cold, and he aimed directly at Zhao An's vitals.
The gun was as fast as the wind. Even Zhao An was frightened and did not dare to lift it up, so he held it with his knife.
Ding!
There was a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, and large sparks emerged from the spear head and knife blade.
Both sides felt the tremendous force exerted by each other!
"I know why you dare to stop me. You practice hard skills, Eighth-Grade Movement Technique, and you have achieved success! Your skills in boxing, kicking, and even sword skills are perfect, and Internal Breath has also entered the Qi Sea!"
"This kind of strength can indeed run sideways in the county!"
Hu Dingtian pressed down the spear and approached Zhao An in the cold voice.
"But if you put these in Prefecture City, they are nothing!"
Zhao An looked at the other party, his expression still calm, and said calmly.
"Hu Family are all hiding their heads and tails like this?"
"Huh!" Hu Dingtian doesn't care if his identity is exposed. Today, he can't let Zhao An return to the county seat and sue County Magistrate.
With another flick of the spear, Military Combat Method was immediately released by him.
The momentum of the spear is as powerful as breaking bamboo, as if thousands of troops and horses are following it!
Zhao An If he only uses his Fierce Tiger Blade Art to fight with him, he will soon be unable to withstand it.
But now, Fierce Tiger Blade Art is already the least worth mentioning among all his abilities!
With another slash, Zhao An's eyes glowed with an imperceptible faint blue light.
A thought occurred to me, Heavy Object Technique!
In an instant, the sword he struck was covered with black light, and it gained an extra five hundred kilograms of weight out of thin air!
Internal Breath infusion, full of strength!
At this moment, Hu Dingtian had actually faintly noticed that there was something wrong with the movement of Zhao An's knife striking the air.
But at this moment, he had no time to think too much and could only continue to raise his spear to meet him.
Dang!
Hu Dingtian felt a buzzing sound in his head, and the terrifying force on the knife was like a heavy truck rolling over.
The hands holding the gun were torn apart, and the spear hit his chest along with the force of the knife.
Under his clothes, he also wore a layer of inner armor.
But at this moment, the inner armor collapsed, and the end of the blade penetrated straight into the flesh, making it impossible to stop it!