"How come this Dugu Nine Clan hasn't seen him so heroic before, and now it's five consecutive victories. The mad bull praised.

"He seems to be exhausted. Xin Wuxian said.

Raging Bull smiled with satisfaction and said: "It's a pity that such a brave man can't be reused! ”

After the fifth round of dueling, the horses of the Dugu Nine Clan were seriously injured and fell to the ground unable to get up.

"Who else wants to come forward to challenge? Even the rats dare to invade my Huaxia land and kill themselves!" Dugu Jiu Clan staggered a step, his legs were a little weak, and in order to allow himself to stand upright, he stabbed the moon covering knife that was still dripping blood on the ground to maintain his balance.

The dignified blade shone in the sunlight, and the dazzling blood was shocking.

I saw another nine-foot sweat stepping forward, shirtless, with solid upper muscles as if it were a shield, he was holding a broken army, his eyes were like knives, and when he looked at the Dugu Nine Clan, it was like looking at a small clay figure, and he could be pinched to death with his hands.

In the face of such a fierce man, the Dugu Nine Clan has no certainty of victory, he has no physical strength now, but he is still an indomitable demeanor ready to fight.

Looking at the previous situation, the enemy's face was full of pride, and there were even people who were falling into the well, and a man with a square face had already said loudly: "Hey, your kid's courage is commendable, my master advises you to surrender quickly, otherwise you won't know how to die!"

"Haha, look at him like that, it's probably just two big guys!" said the other, gloatingly.

"There is so much nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!" Dugu Jiu Clan snorted coldly and said with disdain.

"You Jiuli didn't expect that you would fall to this point, you don't even have a similar elite, just you are a hairy boy, how can you resist so many of our elite soldiers?" said the square-faced man just now.

"It's enough for me to deal with you alone!" said Dugu Jiu Clan, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Heh, good boy, you have backbone, it seems that you Jiuli is nothing more than that, Dusk Chenfeng was seriously injured, and the dignified Jiuli became a turtle with a shrunken head, and only you are bolder. "It's still that human.

"You guys who take advantage of people's danger, when I Jiuli gained power, you tended to be inflammatory, bent to welcome, all kinds of flattery, and once Jiuli had any trouble, you immediately exposed your true nature and turned against each other, you are not worthy of mentioning our Jiuli at all, let alone mentioning the name of the Lord to insult him. Look at the move!" The Dugu Nine Clan was furious, and wanted to bypass the big man and slash directly at the man.

At this time, a figure crossed by, and the wild bull soared into the air, and landed in front of the Dugu Nine Clans in a dashing manner, holding the Soul Treasure Knife in his hand, and whispered to the Dugu Nine Clans: "What you just said makes the city lord very satisfied!

"City Lord Xuan!" the Dugu Nine Clan greeted with a solemn face.

"Heh, but Zhuolu City Lord Dusk Chenxuan?" asked the square-faced man.

The mad bull snorted, and the lazy look on his face was enough to prove that he was really disdainful of them, and said: "Brother, be real, don't you know my mad bull?

I saw that the square-faced man's face changed, and he lost his previous pride, and said with a cold face: "You have exhausted your Jiuli qi, I advise you to open the city gate and surrender obediently!"

The mad bull smiled again, plunged the soul knife into the dirt, in order to express the displeasure in his heart, and said arrogantly: "This master will fight for this brother! If you can win me, I should let you go!"

"City Lord Xuan, the decisive battle is not over, so you should leave it to me, right?" the Dugu Nine Clan whispered.

"Step aside, I'll take care of the rest!" the mad bull's tone was flat, but there was a majesty.

"Then be careful!" After the Dugu Nine Clan finished speaking, he dragged the Moon Covering Knife and walked back to the city step by step.

Seeing that the Dugu Nine Clan had retreated, the mad bull smiled at the fierce man, with a look of concealment, and his tone was still lazy: "Please?"

The fierce man seemed to feel that he was being despised and didn't seem to take him seriously, he didn't mean any respect at all, he didn't feel angry in his heart, let out a thunderous roar, and waved his broken army at him.

The power of breaking the army, the world has long heard of it, there is damage within 100 meters, but no matter how powerful it is, it is not as powerful as the dementor knife in the hand of the mad bull, sharpening iron like clay, this is the first head-to-head confrontation, and the broken army was directly cut into two by the dementor knife.

Of course, the mad bull himself was also injured, and the injury was not light, and he only felt that his internal organs were shattered by a powerful air current, and the pain was unbearable. It's just that this injury is nothing compared to ruining this amazing broken army.

He pretended to be nothing, his eyes were proud, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he was indescribably arrogant.

The fierce man was also stunned, he didn't seem to expect the soul sword in his hand to be so sharp, although he heard that the soul sword restrained all kinds of divine swords, but that was just a rumor, and now that he saw it with his own eyes, it was really better to hear than to see.

Without the broken army, he couldn't play a role, and retreated directly.

At this time, those arrogant faces didn't dare to speak out, just because of this soul sword, and the weapon in their hands was either a sword or a sword, if there was a staff or something like that, they wouldn't be so cowardly.

"Who else?" the mad bull slung his knife to his shoulder, despying the cowardly men!

Of course, he didn't want anyone to fight forward, because his internal organs were in pain, and if he didn't go back to the city to heal his wounds, he might still have to worry about his life.

After waiting for a long time, no one came up to fight, but they had no intention of retreating.

Thinking that they were deliberately trying to consume him, the mad bull lost patience and said, "If you are willing to stay here and guard the gates for us, then please do as you please." I don't have the time to play with you right now!"

As he spoke, he carried the soul sword and led Xin Wuxian into the city.

As soon as he entered the city, he stumbled and supported his screwdriver with a treasure knife, Xin Wuxian hurriedly supported him, and asked eagerly: "Master, are you injured?"

"If you don't cut off the broken army, no one is the opponent of the fierce man, only to test the risk!" said the mad bull.

"But you're not lightly injured!" Xin Wuxian said urgently.

"Don't get in the way, this is giving me a chance to stay in Huaxia City, take advantage of the period of recuperation, and find out!" said the mad bull.

"You're so badly injured, and you're still thinking about finding that little patriarch!, is it worth it?" Xin Wuxian said worriedly.

The mad bull smiled at him and said seriously: "Whether it's worth it or not is my heart's decision." ”

At this time, Duchen Bin sent someone to greet him, and when he saw that the mad bull was seriously injured, he hurriedly came to support him: "Second brother, I just heard a report from the guards that you are fighting outside the city alone, my heart is really uneasy, you ......"