"You, well, you've won! Kill or kill, listen to you!"

originally wanted to scold, but then thought that it would be useless at all, and I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to provoke the other party, and the old knife couldn't help but be discouraged. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is just a mortal, and going against Li Xiaobai, who has become a practitioner of the art path, is tantamount to asking for his own death.

There is one less henchman standing with him, and he doesn't know where he died in the chaos, and the rest of them are all pale and trembling.

"If you want to kill him, you want to kill him!"

Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly, he has always liked to let the other party dig a pit and bury himself, and the old knife handle's reckless words pretending to be heroic were in his arms.

There were many mountain bandits who deliberately curried favor with Li Xiaobai in order to escape with their lives, and immediately dozens or even hundreds of people jumped up one after another and shouted.

"The small one is willing, the small one can make a good knife, and it will definitely be a pleasure!"

"Childe, use the small one, the small ancestor is the executioner. ”

"The little one used to be a cook, and there was no difference between a cutter and a livestock. ”

"The small family heirloom knife is absolutely sharp at cutting meat. ”

......

Among them, there are many masters of various cottages, they are the same as their own subordinates, shouting to show off their skills, in order to find a way to live, the demon snake that is still eyeing the tiger is too terrible, they would rather be killed by this young man or that ranger than be tortured and killed by the demon snake.

Li Xiaobai didn't expect that he was just a sentence, but these surviving mountain bandits were talented, and there were so many people who were good at slaughtering.

Boom!

One of the old knife handlers' henchmen and bandits could no longer bear the fear, and fell to the ground, fainting in fright.

He was both lucky and unlucky.

Fortunately, there is no need to be afraid, and I don't know the pain, but unfortunately, I was directly grabbed by the other mountain bandits next to me and directly opened the scene.

Just as the sharp pain from the sharp blade made him wake up, the upside-down hilt struck him directly on the back of the head.

There are really talented people among the few mountain bandits who did it, and they know that those who faint to death can get a few more knives than those who are sober.

Seeing that Li Xiaobai did not stop it, more and more mountain bandits hit the old knife handle and other henchmen with their ideas.

Along with the old knife handle and the others, there was also Shu Lie, the peak master of the Heavenly Wolf Peak.

He was barely standing in a mess, one arm hanging weakly, obviously injured in the confusion of the square, and he was completely devoid of his previous arrogance, standing there like a lost dog.

The shield spell of the amulet on his waist didn't last long under the impact of the demon snake, and then it was declared that the aura was exhausted and turned into waste, and in the hurry, he didn't have time to take out the few remaining pills to replenish the aura, and now it was like a pack of wolves around, making him even more afraid to act rashly.

Many mountain bandits, even those from Sky Wolf Peak, were looking at him with ill will, as long as the young warlock said a word, they would immediately devour him alive without hesitation.

The old knife handle suddenly noticed that there was something strange on his body, and when he lowered his head, he saw that a few hands had touched his body at some point, he was so frightened that he waved his knife reflexively and went away temporarily, and when he landed, his two arms fell to his feet, and the two mountain bandits holding the broken arms that were spurting blood screamed and fell backwards.

However, the bloody qi and severed hands stimulated more mountain bandits, and they desperately pounced on the old knife handle and forcibly held him down, and several fellows who believed in their skill smirked and pulled out their knives and began to compare with him.

The frightened old knife was still dying: "He, it's him, he wants to conquer all the heroes of Dahuangling, and he wants to become the overlord of Dahuangling, don't be afraid of him, fight with him! He is a member of the official government, and he will not let you go, ah......"

The piercing screams replaced his nonsense, and the sins of heaven are still contrary to the evils, and he cannot live for his own evils.

In today's situation, it doesn't matter whether this young man came to conquer Dahuangling or not, and all the mountain bandits who have been cut off from the hope of escaping by the demon snake know that if they want to live, they can only be honest and obedient, and they can't make any rash moves.

"Childe, Childe?"

The leader of the caravan guards turned back in horror, it was the first time he had seen a living person, even if he knew that the person who used the knife and the person who was stabbed were not good people, the blood was still terrifying.

"Don't be afraid, it's just an animal! Slaughter chickens, dogs, cows and sheep!"

Li Xiaobai's expression was as usual, and to a certain extent, he acquiesced to the "self-help" behavior of those mountain bandits.

Someone has to do some bloody work, and it is only natural that the blood debt of Xiyan Town should be recovered in this way, no matter how cruel.

The old knife handle and his men are using their own flesh and blood and wailing to pay off the life and death debts of Xiyan Town and the Li family.

The screams quickly waned and soon vanished, leaving only the rustle of blades slicing through flesh and fascia.

The cause of the past, the fruit of today.

The evil of the past, the death of today.

Even God has no way to stop Li Xiaobai's debt collection.

Witnessing Li Xiaobai calmly facing a few big living people turning into blood skeletons little by little, not only did his face not change, but the corners of his mouth still had a smile, Deng Xia couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, don't look at this young man is polite, but this hard-hearted heart is like a demon.

Where have the caravan guards surrounding Li Xiaobai seen such a bloody scene, their legs have long been frightened, and now they can still stand, completely holding on.

"This son, we are willing to serve the son as the master! The little one swears to the sky......

The dozen or so mountain bandits who participated in the killing were stained with shocking blood, like evil ghosts who had just crawled out of the Asura Hell, but they didn't care about their five bodies and threw themselves to the ground, making a vicious oath to God.

These bandits have completely abandoned all the limits, and all this is done to survive, if they don't do this, I am afraid that they will soon become meat cakes and puree, and even die in the belly of the demon.

"Not interested!"

Li Xiaobai pursed his lips.

He really doesn't look down on these guys who have no future, what kind of tiger body is shocked, domineering side leakage, the little brother of the Bafang bows his head and worships, they are all leftovers from other people's play, and he naturally has no interest.

After the grudge with the old knife handle and others has been eliminated, Xiaobai plans to lift his legs and leave, with a slight wave of his sleeves, leaving a mess, who likes to clean up.

Even if you want to fight and kill, there are many professional killers in the border army of Feng Wolf Dao Zhichong Mansion, so they can't turn these useless mountain bandits, and they are not even qualified to be snacks for Qing Yao.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'm from the Yunshan Sect! You can't kill me!"

Being held down, Shu Lie, the peak master of the Heavenly Wolf Peak, who was about to step in the footsteps of the old knife handle and others, shouted.

Although he has been expelled by the Yunshan Sect, even if his father is still in charge of the inner gate, it is impossible for the sect to stand up for him, and in order to survive, he still has to sacrifice the big signboard of the Shudao sect.

The Yunshan Sect is one of the five palaces and seven sects of the Shenzhou Magic Dao, and its status is transcendent, if the other party can have some scruples, his life will definitely be worry-free, and he will suffer at most.

For the first time, Ge Shulie realized that without the protection of the sect, even if he lived freely in the world, even lawless, he was still like a lonely ghost without real protection, and if he could escape this catastrophe, he would definitely let his father find a way to return to the sect.

Li Xiaobai stopped and glanced back at Ge Shulie, he had never had a good impression of most warlocks with eyes above the top.

"Whatever!"

He didn't even look back, so he didn't care.

Don't you always look down on mortals, and treat mortals like ants? Then die at the hands of mortals!

"I, I'm not going to let you go!ahhh......h

The howl of despair came to an abrupt end, and a little minion of Sky Wolf Peak stabbed the weapon in his hand into Ge Shulie's body, brutally stirring it a few times.

Poor leaders of the top two mountain bandit forces who had once surprised Dahuangling tried his best to widen his eyes, and twitched a few times unwillingly, and finally lost his breath.

"From today onwards, I am the peak master of Sky Wolf Peak!"

The mountain bandit who had the black hand pulled out his bloody straight knife and shouted in high spirits.

However, in the next second, a scimitar swept past his neck with lightning speed.

His expression froze, his head suddenly fell from his neck, and the bloody arrow spurted high.

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