Combat is never a child's fight, you punch me, I give you a kick, and it is not a competition attribute value in card games, combat is not only a competition of strength, speed, reaction, skill, etc., sometimes a piece of smoke and dust blown by the breeze can even determine the direction of the battle.

It's not as simple as imagined to be one enemy and two away, fighting is not a game, and you can rely on attacking high blood and thick damage to one enemy two.

The fierce eagle is not inferior to himself in terms of strength, and the fierceness that comes out of the fight between life and death is like a hungry wolf, and he even dares to rush in front of Shi Xuan with the act of losing his head.

Even if he was injured, the bamboo pole man who was still looking for an opportunity to take revenge was like a poisonous snake in the jungle, and it only took one blow to drag Shi Xuan into a situation from which he could never recover.

In the battle, the information is changing, not only to resist the attack of the eagle head-on, but also to beware of the bamboo pole man who sneaks up from behind, and the mercenaries around him are also a group of hyenas, beasts that will pounce on them when they smell blood.

Under the attack of the fierce eagle and the bamboo pole man, the danger is already the limit of Shi Xuan, and if he continues to drag on, he will only leave himself forever, anyway, this city is more than this city gate, there is no need to hang himself on a tree.

If it weren't for the sudden sneak attack of the Fierce Eagle, which made himself fall into passivity, and the high-intensity battle made the spiritual power in the sea of qi boil, if he wanted to break through the fifth-order martial artist in one fell swoop with the help of this battle, Shi Xuan would definitely not fight.

Bubu yawned, as long as Shi Xuan moved his eyes, Bubu knew what he was thinking, and in his opinion, this battle was completely unnecessary, and now it would be exposed to the mercenary's field of vision, the trouble would only increase, and dealing with the trouble would waste a lot of time.

"MMP, that bastard pushing me?"

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"Get out of here, don't lean over and take the opportunity to touch the old lady's ass!"

......

Just as Shi Xuan slowly retreated and tried to get out of the battlefield, the crowd of onlookers was like cold water falling into a boiling oil pot, and suddenly hot oil splashed everywhere, so it was not lively.

Stampede~~

The sound of the horse's hooves trampling came like a low thunderbolt, and struck the hearts of everyone again and again, and the tall horse, firmly tied to the reins, lifted the horse's hooves and trampled on the ground restlessly, and the hot and wet nose kept exhaling white air.

The periphery of the crowd is composed of weak ordinary people, who can only listen to other people's discussions on the periphery to satisfy their curiosity.

Cold sweat slid down the greasy fat face, the original dark yellow round face gradually turned white, and the lips trembled and stretched out his arm to grab the son next to him, and the relatives who were close at hand grabbed it three times before grasping it.

"Run, Luo family! It's the Luo family's carriage!"

A lame old man beside the middle-aged fat man shouted out his inner words with trembling lips, and then pulled his lean horse and limped towards the side of the road, this so-called road is not much different from other places, but it is slightly stronger than other places under long-term trampling.

The lame old man blurted out the words that reminded the middle-aged fat man, and at the same time reminded everyone present.

Now is not the time to be afraid, it is the king to avoid it quickly, otherwise you can only become a ghost under the horse's hooves, and the last guy who stood in front of the Luo family's carriage is still cold!

The crowd that had been quiet instantly exploded, and the mercenaries who were watching the excitement in the circle looked at the crowd surging to both sides like a tide with a confused expression, and after a while, they gasped, like seeing a cat and mouse, and quickly made a passage to the city gate.

Fierce Eagle was stunned and looked at the passage that appeared when the crowd poured out, a carriage came with a sky full of yellow sand, looking at this passage that seemed to be cut from an egg, Fierce Eagle's face turned black, when he saw the red flag that was getting closer and closer in the smoke and dust, he no longer hesitated, and strode away, this battlefield is exactly the only way for the carriage, and he can only wait for death if he continues to stay here.

Bang!

An old man with abnormal twisted limbs fell not far from Shi Xuan, the blood that flowed out penetrated the yellow sand, and the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred, as if he was hit by a high-speed car, and he completely lost his life after struggling a few times, from Shi Xuan's angle, he could even see the fear and helplessness in the old man's eyes.

Shi Xuan gritted his teeth and left the place with a dagger-like katana, although Shi Xuan was confident that he would not die like an old man, but it would inevitably cause big trouble, this group of mercenaries who were not afraid of heaven and earth were like rats who saw cats at this moment.

"Poof!"

Shi Xuan had just left less than ten meters before he heard a scream, and when he looked back, he saw two big horses, his black mane fluttering in the wind, the brown unicorn on the top of his head flashed with cold light, and wisps of pale cyan aura rushed out of his nose, like a swimming dragon, and the bamboo pole man curled up on the ground, his hands tightly covered his abdomen, blood oozed out, and his face was hideous.

The moment he saw these two one-horned dark horses, Shi Xuan's pupils constricted, these are two spirit beasts, and their strength is not even worse than the wind tiger they killed, if there are only two spirit beasts, even if the strength is not weak, there is no way to make Shi Xuan's heart shake, but these two spirit beasts are only used to pull carts, this meaning is very different, no wonder they dare to kill people unscrupulously at the city gate, these two spirit beasts alone are very compelling.

The scream that Shi Xuan heard came from the mouth of the bamboo pole man, this guy was taken care of by Shi Xuan, and his thigh hamstring was almost cut off, so naturally he couldn't be as agile as before, but even if his calf was injured, with the distance between the two, it would not be unavoidable, no wonder this group of hyenas were so afraid.

Shi Xuan's eyes flickered, but his footsteps did not stop, although he had already left the carriage, but the fate of the bamboo pole man told Shi Xuan that these guys were not reasonable people.

What Shi Xuan was worried about finally came, the sound of the horse's hooves trampling was getting closer and closer, and the sound of this knock on his heart made Shi Xuan's eyes gloomy, the two had never met, and they didn't do anything to offend people, and they also made concessions, but......

Syllable!

The sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in his ears, Shi Xuan's eyes froze, and he dodged sideways during the running, a black whip shadow passed by, hitting the ground in front of Shi Xuan, the long whip smashed a bowl-sized groove on the ground, and a crisp sound came into his ears.

Shi Xuan looked at this long whip with metal barbs, his face sank like water, his brows were furrowed, his knuckles were pinched white, and he took a deep breath and raised the broken knife.

In Shi Xuan's gloomy gaze, the long whip that had just smashed out a groove in the mouth of the bowl was like a devouring poisonous snake, striking towards Shi Xuan's door, sensitive and venomous.

Poof!

Looking at the long whip that was close at hand, Shi Xuan raised the broken knife and tried to block the attack, but the long knife was a little reluctant to this strange weapon that was difficult to withstand after all, even if it was blocked, the long whip under the action of inertia made a big bend and hit Shi Xuan's back, and the barb pierced into the flesh, the blood soaked through his clothes, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Humph!"

The back molars clenched, holding the long whip in his hand, blood dripping down his arm, and the broken knife wrapped in black spiritual power flashed, Shi Xuan threw the black long whip in his hand on the ground, and then turned around and stared at the carriage parked not far away.

On top of the carriage, a red flag hunted, and the Luo character in the center of the banner was like a seeping Shura, revealing its hideous fangs as it fluttered in the wind.

There were two people sitting in front of the carriage, one holding a long whip in his hand, sharp-beaked monkey gills, and his face was like frost.

The other man had a sallow complexion, long black hair and a random shawl, and he did not seem to be very old, only twenty-one or twelve years old at most, his upper body was leaning on the carriage, and one leg was half hanging in the air.

In this world with an average height of 1.9 meters, he is less than 1.7 meters tall like a hakishi mixed in with the wolves, holding a long brown stick nearly two meters long, the long stick is very simple, like some kind of tree cut, the man's eyes are closed, as if there is nothing in the outside world that can arouse his interest.

"Boy, seeing that the Luo family's carriage still doesn't dodge, do you want to find death?"

The whip-wielding coachman opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow-black rotten teeth, and yellow spiritual power rose around his body, and he coldly questioned Shi Xuan.

"Seventh-Order Martial Artist?"

Shi Xuan's brows furrowed, his face became more and more cold, the threat that this coachman brought to him was far greater than that of the Fierce Eagle.

Shi Xuan didn't want to speak, and he didn't have anything to say, he had already avoided the carriage, but the other party obviously didn't appreciate it, and now he still wanted to fight back, even if this road was opened by your Luo family, he couldn't be so domineering!

Lie Ying, who was hiding in the crowd, glanced at the bamboo pole man who was curled up in pain on the ground, his hands were clenched together, his eyes were cold, but when he saw the carriage stopped in front of Shi Xuan, he was stunned for a moment and then showed a sneer, his fist was slightly released, obviously relieved.

"Hehe, what a misfortune!"

This world is like this, the strong do not have everything, but the weak will never be able to challenge the authority of the strong, the weak have long been rooted in the blood, and the weak do not have much soil for survival.

The wizened fingers of the old man at the tail of the caravan tapped lightly on the smoking gun, his eyebrows almost twisted together, and the corners of his mouth curled up after a moment.

"The Luo family, it's really domineering!"

The coachman grasped the scabbard in one hand, his fingers lightly grinding the hilt, and after a moment looked up at the figure sitting casually in the carriage.

"yes!"

Just when the surrounding crowd whispered, thinking that Shi Xuan, who provoked the Luo family, would definitely die, the curtain on the carriage was lifted by a white and slender hand, and the long ice blue hair was as dazzling as a jewel, and a woman with a thin veil scanned the surroundings, her eyes were on the old man of the Chamber of Commerce, and then she looked coldly at the city.

Even though his face was covered by a thin veil, Shi Xuan still felt the indifference of this woman in these ice crystal eyes, which was not cold, but indifference to human life.

"Who told you to stop?

After a while, the woman lowered the curtain, and a crisp sound came from the carriage, like a cold wind blowing in the cold winter moon.

Hearing this, the whip driver immediately lowered his eyebrows and admitted his mistake, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced at Shi Xuan, his eyes were as cold as if he was looking at a dead man, and with a wave of his big hand, the black whip hit the unicorn, and the unicorn let out a neighing and pulled the carriage towards the city gate.

The sallow-faced young man never opened his eyes, whether it was a graceful woman who lifted the curtain or a long whip that could break a person's skin and flesh on a unicorn.