But then, the worm man immediately understood Xiao Jinxing's true intentions.

I saw Xiao Jinxing rolling in the snow, and then he got under the wriggling man, he raised the wooden stick and stabbed the wriggled man's abdomen with the end of the wooden thorn.

"Bell."

When Xiao Jinxing's wooden stick poked the worm's stomach, he realized that the worm's skin was as thick as a wooden plank.

Xiao Jinxing's stab with all his strength did not hurt the wriper in the slightest, but his wrist was almost broken.

Xiao Jinxing was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew the wooden stick and rolled to the side, but before he could breathe as soon as he rolled over, the wriggling man's Changge stabbed down again.

Xiao Jinxing, who escaped the catastrophe, looked at the pants with a big hole in the side of his leg, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Where are these still people?

It is simply an ancient desolate beast, the legendary Shura demon.

For the first time, Xiao Jinxing gave birth to a helpless decadence.

Not to mention that killing these three worms is more difficult than ascending to the sky, it seems that even if you want to hurt them, it is not easy to do.

Just as Xiao Jinxing was stunned again, the worm who was poked in the stomach by him suddenly had an incredible expression, it seemed that Xiao Jinxing could make himself feel pain, which was quite unbelievable, but now he didn't know how to escape and just started to be stunned, which made this worm feel embarrassed.

So he roared again and raised his spear and stabbed at Xiao Jinxing.

"Jingle Bell."

With the muffled sound of wood clattering, four or five sticks flew out in a flurry of debris.

At the same time, there were five people including Xiao Jinxing who flew out together.

Xiao Jinxing deliberately wanted to take the blow of the worm man, and he really wanted to know how powerful the worm was, so as to confirm the plan he had just come up with.

It's a pity that he underestimated the power of the worm and overestimated his own ability.

If it weren't for the fact that four people on the side immediately helped him set up the worm's spear, I am afraid that Xiao Jinxing would have turned into a dead corpse.

"Brother Xiao is fine, Brother Xiao is so capable."

Among the four people who flew out, a man in the prime of life immediately got up, spit out the snow dregs in his mouth, and spoke.

The meaning of those words seemed to be that it was not Xiao Jinxing who flew out just now, but a worm.

But Xiao Jinxing understood that this man was referring to the fact that he had just rolled under the worm man and stabbed him in the belly.

He remembered that this man's name was Zhetu, and he was Zhezhe's brother, so he turned his head and smiled at the man, and quickly got up and grabbed half of the wooden stick beside him.

The wind and snow are blowing harder and heavier, and the visible distance in everyone's eyes is getting closer and closer.

They can see the warriors of the tribe who are falling all the time.

Xiao Jinxing was about to go desperately again, but he suddenly discovered a rather strange thing.

That is, most of the people in the tribe who come forward to fight the worms are men who are about to enter their old age, and they will immediately join the battle as soon as they come to the worms.

Behind them were teenagers, who watched from a distance with wooden sticks and did not come forward to help.

Xiao Jinxing thought about it slightly, and then understood the joints.

This is probably the most tragic part of the Rongdi tribal heritage, and the old people will use their lives to teach the young people the experience of war and actual combat.

In other words, it was the last lesson that the elders of the tribe taught to the youngsters.

But at this moment, where would Xiao Jinxing care so much, after seeing those teenagers watching the battle, he seemed to run to those teenagers with great joy.

For more than four years, Xiao Jinxing had already mastered Rong Di's words, so when he came to those young people, he hurriedly gestured to those young people.

In fact, the fact that he had just rolled under the worm man's stomach and stabbed the monster was seen by the young people, and as soon as they saw Xiao Jinxing coming, they immediately had a look of admiration, so they also listened carefully to Xiao Jinxing's orders.

When Xiao Jinxing hurriedly finished talking about the plan he had thought of, the young men screamed happily as if they had heard something extremely amazing.

Xiao Jinxing saw that the young man understood, so he wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned around and joined the battle again.

And the young men hurried away, disappearing into the blizzard.

The battle has gradually become clear, and even though these old tribal warriors are not afraid of life and death, they can only be slaughtered when facing the worms.

One warrior after another fell to the ground, and one torn body after another fell into the white snow.

In the blink of an eye, there were less than ten people left on the battlefield that was still lively, and they were still struggling with the worms.

But the three wriggles howled in the wind unscathed, and once again rushed towards those who were still standing.

Among these more than ten people, Xiao Jinxing is naturally included.

Although he went in and out more than a dozen times according to Fang Cai's train of thought, and the wooden sticks in his hand were also knocked off five or six, the body of the worm who was hit by him was still not injured in the slightest.

On the contrary, Xiao Jinxing himself was already scarred, especially his arm, which was so sore and numb that he couldn't lift anything at all.

"They're ready."

Xiao Jinxing turned his head to look around at the extremely poor field of vision, and then stared at the worm who rushed towards him, and muttered in his mouth.

But he moved his steps as he spoke, looking for a way to dodge the worms' attacks.

A spear stabbed at Xiao Jinxing again with the sound of the wind, and the three wrigglings were all enraged by this cunning youth.

Because there are very few people who can dodge their blows today, and only Xiao Jinxing has escaped their assassination many times.

Not to mention that this young man also stabbed himself in the body many times in counterattacks.

Although they were not injured, the slight pain still made the three of them angry.

This time, it was the wriggled man who was the first of the three to be stabbed in the belly by Xiao Jinxing.

Seeing that the spear was about to stab Xiao Jinxing's body, the appearance of Xiao Jinxing being stabbed to death appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help laughing hideously.

"Poof."

As the sound of a sharp weapon entering the body sounded, a scream also rang out.

But immediately, the screams were drowned out by the howl of the blizzard.

The one who was stabbed in the eye by the sharp weapon was the worm who was about to raise his spear to stab Xiao Jinxing, and the sharp weapon came from the strong bow held by a group of teenagers.

However, only one of the dozen or so arrows from the strong bow happened to hit the wriggling man's eye, and the rest of the arrows fell to the ground in sparks as if they had hit a hard stone.

Originally, Xiao Jinxing just wanted those teenagers to shoot arrows at the worm man to provoke him, but when he saw that the worm had injured one eye, he became even more excited.

Without saying a word, he immediately fell to the ground towards the wriggling man

He rolled over and poked the stick in his hand into the wriggle's as he covered his eyes and screamed.

Another scream sounded, and Xiao Jinxing didn't bother to observe the movements of the worms, he turned his head and ran towards the north with a loud shout, and the young people who had released the arrows also ran north with Xiao Jinxing.

When the worm saw that the man who had wounded him twice turned around and ran, he howled again, covered his eyes with one hand, grasped his spear with the other, and flew with all four hooves in the direction of the people in the north to flee.

The other two wriggles, on the other hand, glanced at the pursuing accomplices with a playful look, and did not seem to have any intention of helping.

Or maybe they didn't feel the need to help.

The crowd struggled to the north, and in a short time they heard the howl of a wriggling man behind them.

Everyone was shocked and unanimately quickened their pace, but how could the snow that was deep into their knees allow them to move forward quickly.

As soon as the breathtaking howl ceased, the sound of the wriggling man's hooves flying through the snow was heard again.

Xiao Jinxing was shocked when he heard this, because he really didn't expect that the worm man would be able to catch up so quickly in the wind and snow.

In the flash of lightning, he gritted his teeth and prepared to turn around and fight the wriggle.

It's just that as soon as he turned his head, he realized that a teenager had already done what he was going to do.

He stood in front of the writter and fired three arrows at the galloping monster, each of which hit the writter's other eye, leaving the writ to stop and block.

It was only after three arrows that the worm man was still in front of the young man.

At the last moment when the young man and the worm man in Xiao Jinxing's sight, who turned his head and ran again, gradually disappeared, he vaguely saw a thin, fearless back and a huge monster with a spear raised in his hand.

After chasing and stopping like this, Xiao Jinxing no longer knows how many young people behind him have chosen to face death.

Xiao Jinxing didn't understand why these young people, who seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, didn't know how to be afraid, and why they would choose to face death one after another when they knew they would die, so as to win a short time for the rest of the people.

But Xiao Jinxing suddenly seemed to understand their intentions, and they pinned all their hopes for survival on themselves.

That's why they don't hesitate to lay down their lives to defend those who can bring hope.

It seems that for them, who lives or dies is not a choice at all, but an instinctive fate.

Finally arrived at the place Xiao Jinxing wanted to reach, and when he saw the sweaty appearance of more than twenty teenagers in front of him, his throat and lead-filled legs finally had a chance to rest for a while.

He turned his head to look at the young man behind him, but there were only five of the original ten or so left, and they all looked at him and smiled, and they all followed his own example and bent over and gasped for air.

It turns out that they are also afraid of death, and they will be happy when they know that they may not die;

It turned out that they were just ordinary teenagers.

Xiao Jinxing straightened his waist, and the five young men carefully walked through the thin ice with countless holes exposed on the ground, and stood with the more than twenty young people.

He turned to look at the massive figure of the roaring creep coming from a distance.

He smiled.

There is the joy of escaping death, the satisfaction of having a successful plan, and the excitement of victory at hand.