Mu Beichen dragged the injured and fainted people to avoid it, but the four or five behind him frantically besieged, seeing that Mu Yuanche was injured, he threw the person he was holding in his hand far away, picked up the soft sword, and stepped on the head of a wild boar and flew over.

Mu Yuanche sat on the ground, holding his chest and raising his head, a wild boar rushed over, jumped high, and Mount Tai was overwhelming.

He poked to the side, no, the saber was gone at some point.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and the wild boar tilted to the side while maintaining a grinning state, and before falling, the pig's head left the body and rolled several times.

Before Mu Yuanche had time to rejoice, the other wild boar smelled the smell of blood and was even more excited, spraying evil qi and rushing straight over, he felt his body being pulled up in a circle, and then heard a muffled snort.

raised his head, and looked at Shang Mu Beichen's handsome and waveless face, only the slightly furrowed eyebrows could see a hint of clues.

"Brother Huang, are you okay?" Mu Yuanche wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, a little worried.

The herd of wild boars is more numerous and more combat-ready than they imagined,

"It's okay, you're standing behind me."

"Damn, what about the five hundred guards that my father said I had promised?" Mu Yuanche was indignant and spitted: "Don't scare people and talk about it. ”

In fact, many people present also thought that there were 500 guards in the forest anyway, and they only needed to fight for a while before someone would come to help, but the guards didn't even have a single figure.

They felt trapped, but they didn't dare to leave, and King Jing's words of killing without forgiveness were still echoing in their ears.

Even if you really want to go, it is estimated that you can't go, and the wild boars that are densely packed around are inexhaustible, becoming more and more ferocious, especially after seeing blood, it is simply crazy.

Mu Liangcheng snorted, thinking the same as Qin Keqing, and glanced at the black dove.

So, the two jumped up and jumped down in the wild boar, slashing a sword here, slashing a sword there, and then leading to Mu Beichen's direction with the same goal.

In the end, all the wild boars besieged Mu Beichen's side, and a large group of black and overwhelming people went forward one after another, full of blood and violence.

It's just that in that darkness, there is only a green shadow swimming like a dragon, light and elegant posture, graceful sword swinging technique, he is a beam of light, lighting up this darkness, as if he has the ability to turn the clouds and rain, as if invincible.

However, only Mu Yuanche knew that it would be very unfavorable for his imperial brother to continue fighting like this, people's physical strength was limited, and the number of wild boars was huge, falling down one by one, and then connecting them later, endlessly, with no end in sight.

Mu Beichen's soft sword stabbed obliquely, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sword flowers shook out, fluttering like snow, it was the snow falling in the thirteen styles of drifting snow.

When he looked sideways, he faintly swept over Mu Liangcheng not far away and Qin Keqing, who was hanging on the tree to watch a good show, the chill suddenly appeared, the wrist waved the sword like rain, the sword qi was impermeable, and the stump of the wild boar danced staggered, falling everywhere.

At this moment, Mu Beichen seemed to be possessed by the god of war, fast, ruthless, his body exuded a cold air like ice, his ink hair was flying, his handsome face was like frost, and his deep eyes were as sharp as knives, and the knives were sharp, which was terrifying