Seeing that Li Moxuan's protruding broken heavy sword was about to stab the Mazi Mountain Thief, although he was an intermediate fighter, he would definitely not feel good if he was hit by this sword.

The pockmarked bandit's face suddenly flashed with anger. The fighting qi under his feet spewed out, and the dust shook on the ground, but his figure suddenly appeared a great fluctuation of fighting qi, and his palms became claws, tearing down the mad iron fiercely.

"Yellow-level low-level fighting technique—Black Wind Splitting Claw. ”

Whew!

The braving claws tore down, and the air made a screeching sound.

At this moment, the pockmarked thief directly showed his fighting skills, and the Black Wind Splitting Claw shot extremely fast, instantly raising his attack power to a higher level.

At such a close distance, it was impossible for Crazy Iron to dodge. In his blood, there is no word backing down.

Zheng's eyes flashed, the blood on his body was a little boiling, and his fighting spirit gradually became violent. The pockmarked bandit's blow gave him a great sense of danger, and the powerful killing machine locked him firmly.

Seeing that it couldn't be closed, Crazy Iron poured his whole body fighting energy into his arms, and the amethyst energy permeated the thick arms, and the already violent momentum became more ferocious, and he took a defensive posture and brazenly faced the black wind claws of the Mazi Mountain Bandit.

Whew!

The moment it was touched, the incomparably powerful destructive power would instantly rush towards Crazy Iron's arms, and the clothes on his arms were instantly turned into ashes under the destruction of the Black Wind Splitting Claw, and the powerful fighting spirit rushed towards Crazy Iron, and even the nearby air was shaken and muffled, and the waves of air visible to the naked eye rolled away.

After a short contact, the black light and amethyst energy held for a moment, and the purple figure was instantly shocked and flew out.

With the blessing of the low-level martial arts of the Yellow Rank, the fighting spirit of the Intermediate Fighter has a powerful explosive power, tearing apart the defense of the Wild Iron, and the powerful impact force makes the Wild Iron smash backwards like a cannonball.

Bang bang bang ...

Crazy Iron knocked down several wooden houses in a row before he could stabilize his body. There was a pain in his chest, and he gasped for a few big breaths before he calmed down. Feeling the surging qi and blood in his body, Crazy Iron's face turned iron-blue. If it weren't for his amazing defense, he would have been seriously injured with this move.

"Fighting skills!"

"It's really powerful, dog, I didn't expect to have this hand. ”

On the other hand, on the side of the Mazi bandit, he shook the crazy iron with one move, and his body moved forward instantly, dodging Li Moxuan's broken heavy sword without a shot, and his left foot was volleyed in the air, and he accurately kicked at the sword stabbed by Li Moxuan.

Table tennis!

The great opportunity was wiped out in an instant by the Mazi Bandit's yellow-level low-level fighting technique.

Li Moxuan failed to make a sword, and immediately withdrew and flashed to the side, looking at the pockmarked thief with some solemnity in his eyes.

The pockmarked thief stabilized his body and stared at Li Moxuan with a sinister look in his eyes. Quietly moved his left knee and shook his hand.

The previous use of the yellow-level low-level fighting technique certainly shocked the bald boy back in one fell swoop and injured the bald head, but he himself was not comfortable. Because of the collision, the palm of the hand was extremely strongly blocked, which would still be a little numb, and it did not slow down.

That kick was aimed at the Broken Heavy Sword, which looked like a light and fluttering fast sword, but the anti-shock force was just as small, making his left foot faintly painful.

"Where did these two monster boys come from, they are just the strength of junior fighters, but they are so difficult to deal with!"

Looking at the two brothers who were eyeing each other, a trace of anger flashed on the face of the pockmarked thief.

After the previous fight, the combination of these two is a great threat to him. The original contempt for them has long been put away.

"It is not wise to let these two people together, and they must be separated and repelled one by one. The pockmarked thief's eyes swirled back and forth on Li Moxuan and Crazy Iron.

A vicious plan arose in his heart. The eyes of the pockmarked thief gradually filled with ferocity, and he suddenly turned around and shouted to the gang behind him.

"You give me all the way, let me kill all these untouchables!" the pockmarked thief pointed to the villagers standing in the distance.

As soon as these words came out, Li Moxuan's face changed greatly. Unexpectedly, the Mazi Bandits actually let the Black Wind Bandits attack the villagers of the small mountain village at this time. Although these people are not strong, they are more than enough to deal with a group of ordinary villagers.

How can these ordinary people be able to defeat this group of thieves who are like wolves and tigers, burning and looting all year round. What's more, among the bandits, there are still a few people who still have fighting spirit in their bodies. Although the fluctuation is not strong, it is by no means something that these villagers can fight.

The only one among the villagers who has the ability to fight is Uncle Blacksmith, but in the previous battle, Uncle Blacksmith has already suffered a lot of injuries, and if he continues, at his age, I am afraid that he will be left with irreparable serious injuries.

In just a moment, Li Moxuan had already thought about it, and he had some plans in his heart.

Obviously, the Mazi bandits wanted to drag down the two brothers by slaughtering the villagers, and no matter who of them rescued these villagers, the remaining one would be under double pressure to face him.

If neither of them goes to the rescue, then with the strength of his men, it won't take long to slaughter the villagers in front of him. On the other side, there is only one blacksmith with some strength, and he was injured by himself at this time, how can he stop his group of wolf-like men.

"What a vicious guy!"

"It's going to kill us!"

Looking at the Black Wind Bandit who had already rushed towards the villagers, Li Moxuan's eyes froze.

"They must not be allowed to do anything to the villagers. ”

The villagers who were standing in the distance saw the Black Wind Bandits rushing towards them, and some of them, although they were scared in their hearts, still followed the blacksmith in an orderly manner. They are all part of the small mountain village, this is their home, and even if they die in battle, they will never run away alone.

Feeling the pace of brushing behind him, the blacksmith uncle shook his head helplessly, and the iron rod in his hand reappeared again at some point.

"Big brother..."There was a look of anxiety in Crazy Iron's eyes, of course he could see the difference in strength between the villagers and the Black Wind Bandits, once the two fought, it would be a completely one-sided situation.

They are all simple and honest people, and Crazy Iron wants to save them, but a sinister aura locks them completely. As soon as they make any moves, the pockmarked bandits will immediately attack them.

Li Moxuan naturally knows very well that saving talents at the moment is the most important thing.

"Xiaoguang, go and help Uncle Blacksmith. ”

Hearing Li Moxuan's reply, the Crazy Iron legs exerted force, and a group of people who jumped towards the Black Wind Bandit greeted them, the Amethyst Mammoth was full of light, and the violent breath instantly turned towards the Black Wind Bandit who rushed towards him.

The first few people were immediately knocked away under the impact of the wild iron. But then the dense shadow of the knife slashed fiercely on the body of the mad iron.

Jingle Bell!

All the weapons made of fine iron fell on Crazy Iron's body, but before they could be happy, the big iron fist at the mouth of the bowl smashed these weapons with his backhand, but there was not even the slightest trace of his body. Iron Fist with a powerful attack power, undiminished power to rush towards the bandits.

Fighting left and right, people turned on their horses, under the iron fist of Crazy Iron, these bandits were not his enemies at all, and they were held down by Crazy Iron to move forward.

Crazy Iron fights a group of thieves alone, and there is a lot of husband in charge, and there is a tendency to open it.

At the same time, just as the wild iron jumped, the face of the pockmarked thief changed, and the iron turned blue in an instant. Under his lock, he still wants to help others, is it when he doesn't exist!

The fighting spirit of his intermediate fighter third-order completely exploded, and he wanted to stop the mad iron. But just as he was about to make a move, a white figure appeared in front of him at an extremely fast speed, and a broken heavy sword in his hand stretched straight out, and a sharp aura permeated the surroundings.

"Your opponent is me. A cold voice came out of Li Moxuan's mouth.

The face of the pockmarked thief became gloomy, he didn't expect that this kid who was only a junior fighter of the ninth order actually planned to face him alone.

After being silent for a few breaths, the face of the pockmarked thief suddenly became fierce, he stared at Li Moxuan, and a fierce voice came from his throat.

"Stinky boy, did you really want to die when you came alone?"

Although this was in his earlier design, he couldn't help but feel angry when the two brothers really chose to let only one face him.

A kid who was only a junior fighter of the ninth order actually wanted to challenge him, a martial artist of the third order of an intermediate fighter, although these two grasshoppers were a little jumpy. But no matter how much a grasshopper can jump, it is still a grasshopper after all, and it will be trampled to death if it is stepped down.

Looking at the angry pockmarked bandits, Li Moxuan was also a little unhappy.

"You still look down on me as a junior fighter, but an intermediate fighter is amazing!"

The pockmarked thief looked at Li Moxuan coldly, but he didn't say any more nonsense, at this time he just wanted to tear apart the kid in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky. The light of the black crow fighting spirit flashed, and the fluctuations of the fighting qi diffused from his body, and the momentum of the intermediate fighter overwhelmingly surged towards Li Moxuan, as if it was about to crush him.

That momentum also made Li Moxuan's eyes condense slightly.

Such a sense of oppression...

The mid-level fighter is indeed stronger than my junior fighter!

Li Moxuan took a deep breath, and within the dantian, the fighting spirit was suddenly released, and the sound of the broken heavy sword in his hand did not stop. A circle of sharp air soared into the sky.

"I admit that you, a junior fighter, do have some strength, but with this ability, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect yourself today!"

The ninth order of the junior fighter, although there is only a thin line between the intermediate fighter and the intermediate fighter, don't forget that he is not the first order of the intermediate fighter, but the third order!

"Lianyue third-order challenge, hehe, do you really regard yourself as the world's pride?"

Li Moxuan didn't pay attention to it, of course he knew the gap between himself and the Mazi Bandit in terms of fighting spirit, but it was not a wise move to underestimate him.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you. ”

The pockmarked thief stomped his feet, like an arrow off the string, and a black giant claw of fighting spirit suddenly grabbed out, like a dark cloud crushing the city, and killed Li Moxuan with powerful destructive power.

Although he didn't take this junior fighter boy very seriously, he didn't relax in the slightest between his shots, after all, he was a soldier and knew that showing mercy to the enemy was giving the enemy a chance.

The attack formed by the mid-level fighter's fighting spirit bursting out with all his strength made Li Moxuan feel extremely pressured.

Bang!

The claw shadow of the fighting spirit bombarded Li Moxuan's body fiercely, and the powerful attack power completely enveloped the white figure. The destructive power of the mid-level gladiator blasted a large crater out of the ground beneath his feet.

This shows the power of this blow. But the face of the pockmarked thief changed, and his all-out attack seemed to have completely hit Li Moxuan, but only he knew that all his attacks had landed at the feet of that figure, and they did not cause him any damage.

In that ferocious attack, Li Moxuan actually slowly dissipated, and then suddenly appeared on the other side of the Mazi bandit. The figure left behind was just an afterimage brought up by Li Moxuan's extremely fast speed.

"Hehe, you grasshopper is running very fast!" said the pockmarked thief with a faint sneer in his eyes.

"If you think you're qualified to go head-to-head with me, then I can only say you're naïve!"