The bandits archers ran in the back, they saw Tan Qing rushing down the mountain like a fierce tiger, unstoppable, killing sixteen people in a row, and then rushed towards their leader, frightened to jump.

  "Shoot him!" The handsome young man shouted urgently.

  "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...

  The arrows flew like locusts towards Mount Tingqiu.

  Teng Qing Shan attracted the attention of the enemy, and the pressure on the other tribesmen was greatly reduced. Teng Yong Fan, Teng Qing Hu, and others saw this and became anxious, with Teng Qing Hu loudly shouting: "They are surrounding Qing Shan, lets all go kill them together."

  "Kill!"

  The men of the Hong family were all red-eyed.

  The training since childhood has paid off, and they form a formation with ease, long guns like forests, stabbing at the incoming bandits.

  ……

  "Hmph." Teng Qing Shan completely ignored the arrows shot at him, his iron spear made a single rotation, carrying an unusual force. All the arrows that got close to Teng Qing Shan were deflected to one side.

  Gun technique - Mixed yuan one gas!

  The bandit leader sneered: "You little brat, youre looking for death!" He didnt retreat, but instead let out a loud roar and swung the heavy broadsword in his hand in an arc, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound, and fiercely chopped down towards Teng Qing Shan. Teng Qing Shans iron spear seemed to have come to life, its tip pointing directly at the blade of the broadsword.

  "What a powerful force." The bandit leaders face suddenly changed, "My knife..." He only felt that his thick-backed great chopping knife and the opponents gun tip touched, as if it had fallen into a whirlpool, involuntarily tilting to one side.

  "Huh?"

  Teng Qing Shan also felt that, opening the opponents big chopping knife, actually made his own long spear movement slightly deformed. Teng Qing Shans long spear rotated once, speed undiminished, directly stabbing towards the leader of the bandits throat.

  As fast as lightning!

  "Huh!" With eyes wide open, watching the gun tip stab over, the leader of the bandits panicked: "How is this possible?"

  The leader of the bandits was very confident in his own strength, and with one slash of his knife, even if the opponents long spear could block it, the spear should have been chopped to the side. How could the spearhead turn around and come straight at him with almost no decrease in speed? He would never understand the subtlety contained in the spearheads rotation.

  "The Shadow Following Form" gun technique, the real crux of the matter is actually this "one turn".

  This turn, accurately speaking is a spiral force.

  The "Shadow Following Form" spear technique originated from the "Beng Quan" of the Five Elements Fist, and as a master of Xingyiquan, Teng Qing Shan spent several years of hard work to successfully transform Beng Quan into the "Shadow Following Form" spear technique.

  Fists collapse like arrows, this is the first characteristic of the shadow-shape gun method, that is, speed! Fast as an arrow, fast as a phantom!

  The second is that the long gun itself contains a spiral force.

  Even if the enemys sword or spear comes, Teng Qing Shans long gun in his hand can easily block it, and by borrowing the spiral force, he can rotate the enemys weapon to one side, while his own weapon is almost unaffected and directly stabs into the opponents vital point, killing him.

  Kill the enemy, just one move is enough!

  This move seems simple, but it tests many aspects, such as "listening to strength", which requires perfectly sensing the opponents force and being able to borrow force to use force, allowing the opponents force to rotate to one side, while ones own weapon is to kill the opponent in a favorable situation. This single move alone requires reaching the realm of "man-gun unity".

  Secondly, it is necessary to reach an extremely high level in terms of spiral energy, so that the opponents weapon can be put aside.

  It must be a master of Bajiquan, reaching the level of unity between man and gun, in order to perfectly execute this move.

  When it comes to real combat, killing someone only takes one move. And this move, though seemingly simple, actually requires years of study and refinement.

  "Ah!!!!!" The bandit leader, facing a desperate situation, let out a loud roar and surprisingly reached out with his left hand to grab the muzzle of Tan Qings gun.

  "Hah!" The iron spear pierced the leader of the bandits palm, and due to the influence of the palm, the spearhead pierced through muscle and bone, passing through the leaders shoulder. Fresh blood gushed out. "Hng!" Teng Qing Shan exerted force on the spearhead, pressing the entire body of the bandit leader to the ground, making the wound on his shoulder even larger.

  A pistol was drawn, its muzzle pointing at the leader of the hooligans eyes.

  "Halt!" Teng Qing Shan shouted loudly.

  In the vast fields, the bandits who were fighting to the death stared in shock at this scene, their leaders life was actually in a young mans hands. Unconsciously, the bandits all retreated and stopped fighting.

  The bandit leaders shoulder wound was painful, his face twitching in agony. Suddenly, a glimmer of ferocity and madness flashed across his eyes. Lying on the ground, he swung his right hand holding the large chopper upwards, "Whoosh!" The thick-backed chopper chopped towards Deng Qing Shans thigh.

  "Looking for death!"

  Hong Qing Shan let out a loud shout, his right leg flashing like lightning to kick the bandit leaders right wrist, internal energy bursting forth.

  Crack! The sound of bones shattering echoed out!

  The big knife was thrown into the air and fell to the ground far away.

  The right hand of the leader of the bandits was dangling down, and the bones inside had already been completely crushed into powder.

  "Move again and Ill kill you!" Teng Qing Shans eyes flashed with electricity as he stared at the bandit leader.

  The leader of the bandits was furious in his heart, but at this moment, he was frightened by Tun Qings gaze and felt a sudden palpitation. He clearly felt that... if he moved even slightly, the young man would definitely shoot him through the head with one bullet. In a daze, the leader of the bandits seemed to feel... the boy holding the gun was Hong Siye of the White Horse Society.

  Hong Siye, from a young age, roamed the world with his three brothers, earning the notorious reputation of The Four Hong Brothers. Countless lives were lost at their hands. They were feared by ordinary bandits, who would tremble with fear at just one glance from Hong Siye.

  At this moment, Teng Qing Shans aura and eyes also made the leader of the bandits fearful.

  "Dad, its all right." Teng Qing Shan said repeatedly.

  Teng Yongfan and a group of people also rushed over, supporting their injured tribesmen. Teng Yongfan shouted from afar: "The others are fine, just..." Teng Qingshans gaze swept across the scene, and he saw that one tribesman had his entire right leg severed, already bound with cloth strips. Another tribesman had a knife wound on his face, with one eye blinded, the wound gaping open in a gruesome manner.

  Almost everyone in the tribe has blood on their bodies.

  Fortunately, everyone helped each other and formed a phalanx with their guns. No one was killed. If it werent for the capture of the bandit chief by Tun Qing Shan, if they had delayed for just a little while longer, it would have been normal for several villagers to die.

  "Hmph, Qing Shan, weve also killed a few of them." Teng Qing Hu said.

  Teng Qing Shan took a deep breath, the battle had actually lasted for a very short time. Fortunately, he had subdued the bandit leader from the start and didnt let things escalate. Teng Qing Shan lowered his head, looking at the bandit leader who was lying on the ground, and shouted: "Speak, why did you attack us? If you lie, Ill give you a taste of this."

  "We are robbers, of course we rob." The bandit leader shouted loudly.

  "Hmph!"

  The long spear flashed, and the leader of the bandits let out a mournful howl. Teng Qing Shans spear had already pierced his right shoulder socket, blood gushing out. With one pull of the spear, blood spurted straight up.

  "You damn, when we are fools." Teng Qinghu beside him also roared, "Ive entered the city so many times, and I havent encountered any strong thieves to rob our hunters. You damn! If you dont confess, my brother wont kill you, Ill beat you to death!" Teng Qinghu holding a long spear also rushed over.

  The Tong people are well aware that hunters are poorer and more violent, and robbers generally dont take action.

  While the Tong people deliberately went around the fields, this group of robbers still took action. Apparently, the robbers were lurking there just for them.

  What could have brought these bandits to slaughter this group of hunters?

  The Hong family thought of a 10,000 taels silver note! It was just a 10,000 taels silver note that made this group of robbers take action.

  "Let our boss go." Those robbers were also anxious.

  "Shut up." Teng Qing Shans gaze swept over.

  Teng Qing Shan killed them with a speed as swift as cutting grass, completely stunning the robbers. Even their leader couldnt withstand Teng Qing Shan for even one round; who would dare to fight him? One by one, they were anxious but didnt dare make a sound. Many people glared fiercely at that triangular-eyed man.

  The triangular-eyed man also felt some panic.

  He never thought that among thirty-one hunters, the young man he looked down on the most would be the most terrifying killing god.

  "He said." The bandit leader finally gave in, turning his head to stare at the triangular-eyed man in the distance, "Its him, Second Dog! His mothers, that bastard brother of his is mixed up with some big salt merchant. Tell me, you have 10,000 taels of silver notes! My hands are both crippled, all thanks to this Second Dog!"

  The leader of the bandits certainly hated that triangular-eyed man.

  Both hands are crippled, both shoulders have been pierced, he is done for this lifetime.

  "As expected." Teng Qing Shan was not surprised in the slightest.

  They knew they had 10,000 taels of silver bills, apart from their own clan members, also including the salt merchants.

  "That guy is called Qin San!" Teng Qing Shan still clearly remembered the scene at Yangzhou Business Association, remembering the name of the cavalry leader, "It should be him."

  "Second Dog, who is it?" Teng Qing Shans gaze swept towards the other bandits.

  "Ah!" The triangular-eyed man was so frightened that his face changed greatly, and he turned around to escape. But a strong robber on his side kicked him hard in the buttocks, kicking him into a dog-eating-shit posture.

  "Do you still want to escape?" Only to see a handsome young bandit among the robbers grab the triangular-eyed man and drag him directly to Teng Qings side, throwing him beside them.

  That handsome young man cupped his hands and said to Lu Qing, "Brother, we also believed the words of these two dogs and came out with our brothers because there was a fat sheep. Since we met you, brother, the brothers of Tiger Mountain admit defeat! Please let my brother go, and everything will be fine!"