Li Moxuan's indifferent voice sounded, like thunder piercing the night. All eyes are on this place.

The final battle between the two took place between the lightning and flint, and the Mazi thief had been suppressing Li Moxuan by virtue of his leading position in fighting spirit, and he was about to completely crush the boy in white, at this time, the two suddenly separated, and no one except themselves knew who had the last laugh.

The breeze blew in the village, a little cold, and brought up the young man's white clothes, but he couldn't blow the rock-solid young man. His face was extremely calm, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or humble, the broken heavy sword in his hand was gone, and the light gradually dissipated.

The pockmarked thief behind him was motionless and seemed to be frozen. Suddenly, the immobile figure seemed to be pushed by something, and couldn't help but shake, and then the pupils on his face widened, and he slowly looked down at his chest, with a look of disbelief.

The next moment, a bloody hole appeared on the arms of the pockmarked bandit, the hole was extremely deep, and it directly pierced his body, and the hot blood flowed down from the hole, staining the ground bright red.

"You... You... How... Can... Yes..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body had fallen straight down. The final victory belonged to the young man in white who was standing.

Until he died, the pockmarked bandit could not believe that he would die in this small mountain village and be planted in the hands of a boy who was no more than a junior fighter.

Before a person dies, he may really think back to his life, but at some point, two drops of water hung on both sides of his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was pain or repentance.

"Is this the gap in genius..."

This was the last thought that flashed through the mind of the pockmarked bandit!

The silence permeated the small mountain village, and there was only a moment of silence.

"Win, big brother wins!" was the first to come back to his senses, but it was a small child, who pulled the corners of his mother's clothes with excitement on his face, and shouted loudly.

The old blacksmith's old face trembled until the pockmarked thief fell, half-moving, and the blood flowing from the hole in his chest turned the ground around him dark red. Only then was he convinced that the pockmarked bandit was dead.

Turning his head to look at the excited child, there was a tremor in his voice.

"Yes, we won!

Immediately after, the boiling sound suddenly sounded, and all the villagers became excited.

As long as he is an understanding person, he can naturally see that the fallen pockmarked bandits are the biggest threat. This biggest threat to the old blacksmith and insidious and ruthless has been killed by the young man in white at this moment.

Without this leading pockmarked bandit, how could the remaining rabble be the opponent of these two teenagers.

Finally, at this moment, everyone saw the hope of victory!

And the bandits who were still desperately besieging Crazy Iron just now seemed to have lost their souls at this time, and their faces were full of disbelief.

A junior fighter ninth-order kid actually killed the intermediate fighter third-order pockmarked leader, such an impact is not shocking!

Looking at the white-clothed young man in the distance, the ordinary mutilated broken heavy sword, although it looked without edge at this time, everyone seemed to be looking at a monster!

Leapfrogging the challenge and killing the third-order powerhouse of the intermediate fighter, such a natural strength makes everyone marvel! Who among them is the opponent of the young man in white. Even the strongest pockmark was defeated at the hands of this monster and lost his life.

Although they are numerous, in front of the strong, there is not much difference between more and less. Although he is only a junior fighter of the ninth order, he shows combat power in the face of their rabble. This article also applies.

What's more, on the other side, there is also a bald boy who is too strong to speak, like a god of war, and he alone will stop dozens of people on his side. Once the two join forces, they, the dozens of rabble, are afraid that all of them will die here!

The thieves thought of this, for a while, the three souls and seven spirits immediately lost a few souls, fear firmly shrouded the heart, where do you dare to have the idea of continuing to stay, for a while you pushed me, scrambling to escape from here, the scene was a mess.

"If you can't beat it, you want to run, and you want to be beautiful!"

Seeing that the thieves had retreated, Crazy Iron didn't want them to flee like this, these guys, just now they surrounded him one by one, although they didn't bring him any real damage, but where could he keep his clothes between the swords and swords.

"Stop!"

Crazy Iron immediately chased after him, and grabbed the two thieves with both hands, like carrying chickens, and lifted the two of them, and the two adult thieves weighing dozens of pounds were as light as nothing in the hands of Crazy Iron, and they were lifted up by him fiercely and smashed behind him.

Bang bang!

Under the power of the mad iron, the two of them had no ability to resist at all, and kissed the ground fiercely, and were instantly dizzy and unable to stand up. And Crazy Iron continued to chase after the others.

"Big brother, don't let them run. While chasing him and calling Li Moxuan, speed is not what he is good at, this group of bandits scattered in a hurry, without Li Moxuan's help, he would not have been able to stop them all.

At this time, Li Moxuan exhaled slowly and recovered from the shock in his heart.

The power of the sword technique, the splitting sword sound, far exceeded his expectations, just to understand the fur, and was able to use the splitting sword sound according to the gourd drawing scoop, and the explosion at that moment directly raised his attack power to a notch. He had a feeling that with this style of sword technique, even if he faced a mid-level fighter fourth-order powerhouse, he was not without the ability to fight.

"Is this martial art?

Judging from the image in his mind, at this time, he was just calculating a peep, barely able to cast the splitting sword sound, and with time, once he reached Hinayana and Mahayana, and fully mastered this sword technique, what kind of terrifying power would be.

"What kind of martial arts is this?Broken Heavy Sword Fighting Spirit, you really gave me a great surprise!" Li Moxuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The mutant Dou Ling Broken Heavy Sword, even a master of the Dharma Emperor like the master is difficult to judge the grade, but it always surprises him again and again.

"Now I really have some expectations!" Li Moxuan secretly thought, although the form was a little broken, but the sharpness displayed by the broken heavy sword and the cultivation speed it brought him were far from being as simple as it seemed, and there was even a martial art inside, this sword skill was much more powerful than the martial arts performed by Qing Cheng before, at least if the yellow-level mid-level martial arts were replaced by Li Moxuan, it would be impossible to kill the Mazi Mountain Bandit with one blow here.

He is only a junior fighter's strength, if he cultivates to a higher level in the future, maybe there will be more surprises to be discovered by the Broken Heavy Sword.

Li Moxuan, who was pondering, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze gradually became hot as he watched the broken heavy sword.

"Hey, big brother, what are you thinking, if you don't chase it, this group of guys will all run away. Crazy Iron, who was chasing the bandits everywhere, shouted at Li Moxuan out of breath.

Li Moxuan was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, he was only thinking about the broken heavy sword just now, but he forgot about this stubble.

"Hmph! I want to leave easily, but it's a little late. ”

As he spoke, the white figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, bringing with it a burst of afterimage. Li Moxuan's speed was extremely fast, and the running thieves only felt the wind coming behind them, and the next moment they flew upside down one after another.

In front of Li Moxuan's subtle-level body, how could the speed of this group of bandits escape.

Under the joint efforts of Li Moxuan and the Crazy Iron Brothers, the thieves who had just scattered and fled just now were lying all over the ground.

And a few of them were warrior bandits, who were directly broken by the two of them, and lost their fighting spirit, and they could no longer do evil.

At this time, the thieves looked at the two brothers in horror, wailing and admitting their mistakes, and begging them to be spared.

Li Moxuan and Crazy Iron are not murderous people, and their original intention was to punish them slightly. Without the leader of the Mazi Bandits, those few Douqi martial artists were also abolished, and these bandits no longer had any threat.

His eyes rolled, and Li Moxuan's tone was cold, like a killing god from hell, and he scolded the thief who was kneeling and begging for mercy.

"Wicked people like you should have killed you with a single sword, and I thought that there was a good life in heaven, and today I will spare your dog's life. If he let me know that you continue to do evil, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth until I kill them all. At this moment, a powerful killing machine poured out from Li Moxuan's body and shrouded all the bandits.

The thieves hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, vowing to be good again and never do such a hurtful thing again. These two young boys have left a deep imprint on their hearts. Feeling the strong murderous intent, where did this group of bandits dare to have other ideas.

Finally, with the approval of these two ancestors, they fled from this place as if they were flying. However, before leaving, under Li Moxuan's cold chicken killing deterrence, everyone was unwilling to hand over all the valuable items on their bodies, and at this time, they could not say that they had half a penny on their bodies.

This group of bandits, who are used to burning and looting, don't want to be plundered by others one day, this kind of taste is really uncomfortable. But in order to survive, they can only hand over the amount. Then immediately spread his legs and ran away, for fear that the white-clothed killing god would come up with some ideas.

At this point, the night's turmoil finally passed, and the small mountain village did not lose any casualties except for the collapse of a few houses.

At this time, everyone in the small mountain village relieved the tension in their hearts and completely boiled.

Li Moxuan completely donated the money looted by the thieves to the small mountain village, although everyone in the small mountain village tried every means to shirk it, but in the end they were persuaded by the persistence of the two brothers.

These are all ill-gotten gains, and Li Moxuan and Crazy Iron hope that they will take them from the people and return them to the people. Besides, there are a few children in the village who won't be long after, and it's almost time to awaken the fighting spirit. The two brothers hope that the elders of the small mountain village can let these children go out and not miss the opportunity to awaken the fighting spirit to change their fate. And the cost of these is not small.

Only in this way, when the children who went out come back, can they bring permanent peace and tranquility to the small mountain village.

This night, the small mountain village cheered all night, and everyone was grateful to Li Moxuan and Crazy Iron. The crowd rushed up, lifted them up, and threw them high into the air. However, it is obvious that there are far more people who carry crazy iron than Li Moxuan~~

In the middle of the night, the lights are bright and the fragrance is all over the ground. And Li Moxuan and Crazy Iron always had bright smiles on their faces.