Xiahoudun, who rushed into the crowd, showed no mercy, stabbing one by one, as if chopping melons and vegetables. Most of the bandits didn't get close to him at all, and they were shocked by his sword qi and flew out.

In a few moments, a large area was vacated around him, and the remaining bandits who had not been cut by him had retreated far away, trembling and staring at him with blank faces.

"Haha, now you know how good I am!" Standing in the middle of the platform, Xiahoudun glanced around, and said with a long smile on his waist with one hand.

- This sentence is not a line after all.

Mo Yu, who fell to the ground, complained inwardly, but her legs were weak at this time, she couldn't stand up, and her whole body seemed to fall apart.

This feeling of being hollowed out by moths became even more obvious after Xiahoudun appeared.

Watching him kill all sides just now, he was a little unconvinced in his heart, if it was his previous body, where did she need Xiahoudun's help?

She gritted her teeth secretly, concentrated all her strength in her hands, picked up the wooden stick that had fallen to the ground, and tried to stand up with the support of the wooden stick.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in his ears, and Mo Yu was grabbed by the back collar like a chicken.

When she straightened up and looked sideways, she saw a bright spear in front of her.

It was the strong man who had the "Tiger Mountain Patrol" tattooed on his chest before.

"Stop!" The strong man restrained Mo Yutian, turned his head and shouted at Xiahou who was rising, "Otherwise, I will kill her!" ”

Xiahoudun stopped his movements when he heard the sound, turned his head to look at the strong man, and snorted coldly with disdain: "What kind of hero is taking advantage of people's danger, you have the ability to duel with me!" ”

He raised his long knife and pointed angrily at the tiger.

"Hahahaha! I can't beat you, but now you don't dare kill me! The strong man stared at him, and said inch by inch, "Put down the weapon and surrender obediently, otherwise this little girl will die!" ”

Mo Yu's face sank, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

- Damn, you dare to take Lao Tzu hostage! Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated.

Taking advantage of the moment when the strong man's attention was slightly distracted when he spoke, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit the strong man's spear-holding arm hard, picked up the wooden stick in her hand and smashed it, which was like hitting a ball in baseball.

Unfortunately, then her feet went weak and fell to the ground with the strong man.

"Whew!" The strong man in his head roared angrily, endured the severe pain, got up from the ground, and his empty left hand clenched into a fist, and blasted towards Mo Yu's face like a mallet.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed, and Xiahoudun's long knife flew in an instant, directly nailing the strong man's fist firmly to the wall behind him. And his own body, which was still a few meters away, instantly appeared in front of the strong man, and punched out head-on. At this time, the strong man seemed to be stupid, and his whole body stiffened.

- Unruly Blade!

Xiahoudun's ultimate, which can instantly move to the target's side, while attaching a stun effect.

Mo Yutian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, forcibly endured the dizziness coming from the back of his head, and threw the wooden stick out with all his strength with his right elbow, smashing it on the back of his head, and with a crisp sound, the throat bone shattered. By a fraction of a centimeter, Xiahoudun's fist also hit the strong man's forehead.

After being hit hard, the strong man's thick body leaned heavily against the wall, stirring up a cloud of dim dust, and then tilted his head and slowly fell.

Xiahoudun turned around and looked down at her on the ground with a dissatisfied face, and shouted angrily: "Why are you robbing my head!" ”

Mo Yutian was speechless and choked.