The young man raised the halberd with one hand and threw it at Li Xuan, and then ran quickly behind the halberd.

Li Xuan first swung out a blue light to swing away the war halberd, then slapped a fist with his left hand to resist the young man, and then a short body dodged a kick that swept towards his head, and another rolled sideways to avoid the opening of the war halberd.

The halberd is a heavy weapon, and it goes without saying much about its power, but it is naturally inferior to the long sword in terms of flexibility. This vertical split smashed the gravel and flew away, and the halberd also fell into the earth and stones, and it was impossible to swing another halberd at the first time.

Li Xuan seized the opportunity, kicked the trunk backwards, and stabbed forward with a sword. The young man who should have abandoned the halberd to dodge completely ignored the sword that stabbed him, and still wanted to raise the halberd that had been submerged in the earth and stones.

Li Xuan instinctively felt bad. Because he couldn't see through the boy's thoughts, he didn't think that the boy's halberd was faster than his own sword, and he was confident that he could send the long sword into his chest before the boy raised it.

But what he didn't understand was why the halberd-wielding boy didn't know this? If he knew, why didn't he hide? Li Xuan's mind turned sharply, but whether it was a fool or a wise man, there would be a fluke mentality in people's instinctive consciousness.

The sword did not stop.

The sword plunged into the boy's chest first, but that wasn't the end. As the saying goes, "an inch is long and an inch is strong", although the halberd is one step slower than the sword, it is three points longer than the sword. Li Xuan's sword only had time to pierce half an inch before the halberd pierced his shoulder and lifted him into the air, and his sword could no longer reach the young man's body.

The boy laughed like a naughty boy who had caught a fish in the river with a harpoon for the first time. He lunged forward with his halberd until he pinned Li Xuan to a tree. His eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty red as he looked at the trophy. He could have pierced Li Xuan's chest with a halberd, but he didn't, he chose his shoulder.

It's like when he was a kid poking a moth's wing with a sharp branch and nailing it to the dirt ground. Watch it flutter and struggle constantly, and finally die of exhaustion. He enjoyed the process immensely, as if everything was under control, like a wayward god of death, who decided the life and death of mortals by joy and anger......

Wang Chao led people to come from the other side of the mountain, and saw that the charter and others were fighting with a group of bandits, and they cut without saying a word. With the support of Wang Chaomen, the scales began to tilt to the side of the chasing wind, and the two sides, which were originally evenly matched, changed, and the bandits quickly routed and fled in all directions.

Wang Chao dragged the Pu knife to chase and kill in the forest.

After shooting a thief with a crossbow, he hurriedly stopped Wang Chao: "Poor Kou Mo chase! The little prince is still in danger." ”

Wang Chao patted his head and said, "Yes, it's almost over, we have to hurry up to protect the little prince." ”

So the charter and Wang Chao led everyone down the mountain, and after walking for a while, they saw the scene of a halberd-wielding young man nailing Li Xuan to a tree.

Wang Chao was furious in his heart, shocked that this young man was similar in age to Li Xuan, Li Xuan was the best among the young generation in the capital, and he was unexpectedly defeated by him, and he was angry that the halberd-wielding boy was completely abusing and killing Li Xuan.

"The thief is about to let Li Xuan go!"

The young man with the halberd looked at the people in the wind catching place indifferently, he did not show any fear because of the large number of people on the other side, he still looked cold and bloodthirsty. For it seemed to him that there was no difference between a moth and a swarm of fire.

"You don't have to worry about me, go and protect the little prince!" Li Xuan shouted to the charter and Wang Chao in pain. He knew in his heart that this halberd-wielding boy must have been sharpened in the fight all year round, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself. Although there are many people in Wang Chao, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort to take him down.

He was worried about Li Xiaohu in his heart, if the little prince had three longs and two shorts, what face would he Li Xuan have to live, and what would be the point of living. In Li Xuan's heart, Li Xiaohu is not only the little prince he wants to defend with his life, but also a brother who grew up together. Li Xiaohu is his loyalty and righteousness.

The halberd-wielding boy frowned when he heard Li Xuan's words, and asked, "Little Prince, which little prince?"

Li Xuan looked at him coldly and did not answer.

Wang Chao shouted: "Little thief, the adult of my family is Li Xiaohu, the son of King Wei. You are really daring, assassinate the princess, and prepare to bear the endless wrath of the imperial court!"

The young man with the halberd changed his face when he heard this, and then his face showed a fierce face, and the halberd in his hand tightened, and Li Xuan was in a cold sweat. The young man ignored Li Xuan's painful expression and whispered to himself, "Dare to lie to me, good!"

After saying that, as soon as he pulled out his halberd, Li Xuan fell from the tree with a miserable scream. At the same time, the young man dodged, carrying the halberd and disappeared into the forest.

Wang Chao and Charter hurriedly stepped forward to help Li Xuan up and check his injuries.

"It's okay, you can't die. Hurry up and protect the little prince. ”

"The four of you will take the path to send Brother Li back to the city for medical treatment first, and the rest will follow me to help the little prince. ”......

The thief with a stubble on his face raised his golden broadsword and swung it at Li Muya. Li Muya had no choice but to silently close her eyes and wait for death.

At this critical moment, Li Xiaohu kicked Rhubarb's head with all his strength and flew towards Li Muya. With a flash of golden light, the stubble man's knife slashed at Li Xiaohu's body.

The golden knife sliced through the luxurious robes, tore through the invulnerable golden silk soft armor, and tore through the soft belly. Li Xiaohu fell heavily in front of Li Muya.

Li Muya's eyes widened in surprise, she didn't expect Li Xiaohu to block this knife for her. She saw that Li Xiaohu's stomach was like a water bag with a broken opening, and the water kept spitting out from the breach in the bag, which made her panic for a while.

She grabbed Li Xiaohu's sleeve robe through the mesh with five fingers, and suddenly she recalled playing in the sand in the yard when she was a child. She tried to hold them tightly in the palm of her hand, but white sand kept flowing between her tiny fingers.

Li Muya, who was still a little girl, didn't know why, she clenched her little hand hard, and when she opened her palm again, there were only scattered grains of sand on it. Huang Fuxi looked at her little face full of doubts and said to her with a smile: "My little Ya'er, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will flow, if you want to have it, you have to hold it like this." ”

The feeling at this moment is exactly the same as back then, she grabbed Li Xiaohu's sleeve robe tightly, but she still clearly felt that something was passing between her fingers, and for a while, a trace of sourness in her heart surged to the tip of her nose.

Li Xiaohu didn't understand why he would fight to block the knife on his body, just like he stood up in his previous life, he was still him, no matter what skin he was wearing, whether he was held in the sky or abandoned in the abyss, his original intention remained the same.

Fortunately, Li Xuan insisted on letting him wear the golden silk soft armor this morning, otherwise this golden light would directly cut him off.

Li Xiaohu endured the severe pain, and his consciousness was quite clear. His hunch was right, and there was indeed a deception. These guys are not bandits at all, but ruthless killers. They were not completely sure in the face of Rhubarb and Huoyunju, so they deliberately provoked Li Muya and him so that the prey could fall into the net.

When the stubble thief saw that his knife was blocked, the turmoil in his heart was fleeting, and it was just one more knife for him.

Rhubarb roared angrily when he saw that his master was injured. Killers dressed as bandits raised their canisters and fired silver nets at the rhubarb. The big rhubarb spat out the wind blade, dodged left and right, but was outnumbered, and this beast trapping net was born to restrain spirit beasts, and after a while, he was bound under the net and couldn't move.

Seeing that Rhubarb was also defeated, Li Xiaohu's mind turned sharply, trying in vain to find a trace of life, but his wits could not withstand the recklessness. The stubble man raised his broadsword again indifferently.

Then he turned his head to look at Li Muya, only to see tears hidden in the corners of her eyes, helpless like a little girl walking in the ice and snow.

If he had a realm cultivation, he wouldn't be so slaughtered, right? Li Xiaohu didn't have the fear of death in his heart at the moment, he just regretted it. I regret that I haven't had time to go to Longyuan Gate to break through the world, and I regret Li Muya's prosperous appearance, and bury incense in jade.