Li Huaitang was confused, except that he was still confused. Where is this? Who am I? Strange and eerie in front of you.

Hundreds of people came into his eyes, some lying on their stomachs, some kneeling, some standing, all saluting him, some reverent, some surprised, some frightened, and some bewildered, all dumbfounded. However, there was one exception that seemed so discordant: a fierce white knight, prancing horse and sword, rushed towards him with a fierce moat.

Stud was confident that it would be easy for him to slash a stationary infantryman, and that no one would ever be able to dodge his thunderous slash.

The image in Li Huaitang's pupils swelled rapidly, Sen Han's blade was dazzling, and the cold chill was faintly blowing on his neck, cold.

Out of instinct, Li Huaitang took a small step back.

"The cake seller, the joke is too big!" There are balls on the soles of your feet! Li Huaitang was shocked into a cold sweat, and the whole person leaned back and wanted to fall, his hands to the sky, trying in vain to grab something......

Miraculous appearance: The scimitar was carrying the strong wind, and it could be stopped in front of Li Huaitang's eyes.

Stunned, shocked, and in a flash of thought, Stud's heart tasted rich.

No way! When pigs fly! With 10,000 unconvinced, Stud fell off the horse, to be precise, he was dragged off the horse by Li Huaitang's hands, rolling on the muddy grass in embarrassment, and the war knife did not know where to fall.

The hundreds of onlookers had different expressions but no lack of excitement, and the expressions of the slaves were even more excited, only the messengers of the good gods could survive under the knife of the demon stud!

"Come again!"

Exciting, so exciting! Li Huaitang felt that a strong force in his body was detonated, and he was eager to try, and his fighting spirit rose in vain, and he still couldn't finish provoking the stud who had just gotten up.

Although he didn't understand what the other party was yelling at him, Stud was still enraged, like a wild lion out of control, pulled out the knife he carried, shouted violently, and swung out the most satisfying knife in his life, and the blade went straight to Li Huaitang's bare chest. Just now, he was very sure that it was just an accident, that the opponent was just luck, and this time, no matter what, the opponent would not be able to dodge his swift knife again. The result will be without suspense, disemboweling!

Stud was disappointed, the development of the battle situation was not subject to his subjective will, he thought that the perfect knife, under Li Huaitang's understated sideways, was easily dodged, just drew a beautiful arc in front of the opponent, adding a touch of summer coolness to the opponent.

For Stud, this is his last chance.

Like a winding arrow, Li Huaitang has already entered the state, the moment he dodged the knife, his left hand accurately grabbed the wrist of the stud, pulled it forward, raised the elbow with his right hand, and slammed into the opponent's head, the elbow was fast, so ruthless, and the power was unprecedented.

The stud, who was pulled forward, lost his balance and lost consciousness in an instant, and his whole head was knocked into the air, blood and water were spilled, if it weren't for the connection of his neck, I am afraid that he would have flown across the river long ago. Stud fell to the ground softly, I don't know if there was unwillingness, perhaps, at the moment of elbow he was already dead.

The torrential rain, finally pouring, seems to be a cry for the sorrow of Stud's death, and it also seems to be a carnival.

The sound of wind and rain and thunderstorms is no longer relevant, as if it is automatically filtered. The scene was silent, and with Li Huaitang's blow just now, everyone seemed to feel the sound of the stud's head bones cracking. The mentality of the slaves and the soldiers of the Great Food is completely opposite, but the feeling is surprisingly the same: shock!

In front of everyone's eyes, Li Huaitang found the lost war knife of Stud, knocked it with his foot, picked it up, and lightly picked the scimitar in front of him, and fell steadily into his hand.

"Who else is willing to fight?"

The tone was understated, but in the ears of the Great Food Soldier, it was so shocking. Although they couldn't understand what Li Huaitang said, the meaning was still obvious, and the invitation to fight was very familiar to the soldiers who had been in the army for many years.

More than 30 soldiers hesitated and looked at each other.

"You go first?"

"No, it's yours!"

"It's better for you to go first, I'll cover."

Eye contact was fruitless, no one wanted to die, brave as a centurion stud, not even an ant in front of this powerful and mysterious opponent, but a face was over, they didn't think that their strength was stronger than stud, and their luck was better than stud.

"You have brought shame on us and tarnished the honor of our army." In the delicate moment, Adjutant Al stepped forward and angrily blamed his soldiers. "Come with me and cut him to pieces!"

Li Huaitang waited for a while before he saw someone rushing towards him with a knife as he wished.

"Good!"

Li Huaitang leaped forward, the blade broke the rain curtain, and the snowy scimitar was like a twin lightning, responding to a poisonous snake in the sky spitting out a letter, and slashing across Al's neck, a head rose to the sky in response, and the blood was free and unrestrained, swaying the enthusiasm of the demon. The body that lost its head seemed to be unwilling, and it seemed to be regretful, and he threw himself forward a few steps before falling to the ground with a bang.

The scimitar that El slashed out only left its breath on the trajectory of Li Huaitang's figure......

Trailing Al was a hot-blooded warrior who was embarrassed by Al's accusations, and there was no doubt that he had decisively chosen to advance and retreat with him.

"Boom!"

The two knives collided together, and the huge momentum caused the two scimitars to break at the same time.

Al's death bought the warriors behind him time to block, but it couldn't buy him a glimmer of life.

Li Huaitang didn't have any intention of stopping, abandoned the battle knife, approached the other party, grabbed his arm, and actually used him as a piece of wood, slammed him into the air, and smashed it into the big food soldiers who followed.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

With two loud bangs, the two big food soldiers who were directly hit in the head suddenly shattered their skulls, burst into tears, and died on the spot.

The big food soldier flying in Li Huaitang's hand howled frantically, and the terrible sound almost drowned out the rumbling thunderstorm.

More and more soldiers of the Great Food came up to him.

"Die!" Li Huaitang's eyes were red, and he was full of murderous energy, and smashed the big food soldier in his hand into the most dense place of the enemy. Two soldiers who could not dodge were knocked down and were seriously injured.

Flashing a slightly hesitant combat knife, Li Huaitang snatched the knife from his hand, and kicked the knife and his big food soldier away. The scimitar flew in Li Huaitang's hand, and he drank blood again.

An ownerless arm tumbles in mid-air; A head leaps merrily in the grass; A big-eater soldier who lost his thigh fell to the ground wailing in pain; A large food soldier with his chest cut open grabbed his intestines in a panic and shoved them back into his stomach in desperation; A soldier clutched his hands around his neck in horror, but he couldn't stop a huge amount of blood from pouring out of a wound......

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