Now Yemen is really out of line, hiding in the carriage and huddled in a ball, trembling uncontrollably. He constantly swore to the gods that if he escaped this fate today, he would worship them every day in the future. Although he did not believe in the existence of God, dead horses were used as live horse doctors. At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye can see that his oath is extremely pious.

Judging from the countless crimes committed by the other party, they should just want money, so wouldn't it be better to give them to them? A bubble bubble popped up in Yemen's head, tumbling into his mind. People always have thoughts in their heads for no reason, and they are quite sudden.

Even Yemen was taken aback by the idea, but it must be admitted that it seems to be the most feasible solution at the moment. In contrast, life is more important.

The money he borrowed from Mr. Beerus, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, totaled 300,000 gold coins, and signed an agreement as a deed. He gambled everything, hoping to live a prosperous and wealthy life this time, but something went wrong, and his illusions were completely shattered. The hook-nosed, squint-eyed old guy was about to take him all. His relatives were going to Beerus' house to be slaves, and his young and beautiful wife was going to be Beerus's concubine!

Yemen rubbed his head in agony, and at this moment, like in a mythological tale, he wished to turn back time. But that's a fantasy, and that can't happen. This man now has nothing but beating his head in frustration, and there is only regret left.

Everyone who is facing death has more or less a miracle in their minds.

There was a slight tremor in the ground, which Yemen initially thought was a delusion, but soon he overturned his conclusions. The tremor grew stronger and stronger, like a group of horses running on the ground, and there was a clanging sound, from far and near.

Someone outside shouted, "It's the Maple Leaf City garrison here!"

The curtain blown by the wind slapped on Yemen's face, and the pain was clear, not a dream. He leaned on the window of the car with his trembling body, and saw the red-armored soldiers galloping towards him on their horses, like raging flames. The gods opened their hands to him and showed him a warm embrace, telling him that he had not forgotten anyone and that he had mercy on all.

"There is salvation, there is salvation......" he repeated in a very low voice. It is like a man who despairs in the darkness and sees the light of the dawn.

The white unicorn's hooves soared into the air, making a hissing sound that pierced the human ear, Su Xun clenched the reins, and in the other hand held the command sword and slashed hard, the sword was burning with flames, whirring.

What a reckless mistake, Yemen looked at the young general riding on the back of the unicorn, and said to himself, how can a general rush into the enemy camp alone? Don't you know the truth that the thief captures the king first? No matter how brave and powerful you are, hundreds or thousands of people can pile you to death.

Although Yemen is not a man of great wisdom, the truth is obvious.

Like a tide, the horse bandits flocked to Su Xun and desperately tried to give him a knife. They're all outlaws, there's no reason to be afraid, and they should have put their heads on their waistbands a long time ago to do such things.

Su Xun felt the pressure in an instant, and he could cut down a piece of wheat with a sword, but they came one after another. The unicorn under him is also very powerful, pouting his hooves and kicking people. As a third-order spirit beast, its strength was amazing, and those who were kicked by it never had a chance to get up.

It's not that he doesn't understand the truth that the thief captures the king first, but his emotions are easily influenced by the things around him, which is the reason why he plunged headlong into the group of horse bandits. This is his flaw, about which Xiao Yan, the director of his mentor action department, talked to him. As the previous chief of the Fengyuan Academy, of course, his grades were all excellent, and he also managed the entire student union, was the representative of many students, and was a good student who didn't have to worry about the teacher. But the actual combat has nothing to do with the theory, and it has little to do with it, because there are too many changes in the actual combat.

"The commander of the city defense of Maple Leaf City is here. Su Xun split out a small piece of open space, commanded the sword to raise it to the sky, and showed his identity, "Those who descend will not be killed!"

As a result of his identification, more bandits rushed towards him, shouting and killing mixed with a lot of directional language, basically saying that they would catch him so that the others would not dare to do it.

About fifty horse bandits surrounded him, and these numbers were categorically inferior to the soldiers he had brought with him. But at the moment, the number of people did not solve the problem, and a dozen swords slashed at him indiscriminately, and some slashed at the legs of his mounts.

It was a mount he had carefully selected and tamed, untouchable by anyone but the man who fed it, and had a violent temperament. At this moment, I felt the pain and pouted my hooves more fiercely, and the frequency became faster and faster.

The Lord was surrounded, and the soldiers on the periphery were ruthless, desperately rushing in, but it still took time. They are personal guards, and if something happens to Su Xun, they will all have to die to apologize.

Yemen sat in the carriage and looked at the general who was surrounded, and the flame that burned in his heart became faint, not extinguished, but like a spark, it could disappear at any time.

He was indeed afraid, like a man who had fallen into the water, and that general was the branch of the shore that he had grasped with all his might in his desperation, and as long as he stood on the back of the unicorn, he would not be swept away by the torrent.

Strange to say, after experiencing the psychological change just now, it seems that death is not something difficult to accept or terrifying, as if the fear it exudes is ineffective for him, and he can face it squarely, he thought to himself.

He was dressed in black and blue, hand-woven for him by his wife, who knew everything about him and knew that it was his favorite color. Before leaving, his wife hugged him and said to him, "All is well, I will wait for you to come back." The words were extremely gentle. But now, it seems that everything is powerless, and he only feels guilty.

He put his hand into his clothes, trembling so hard that it took a long time.

It was a small knife, beautifully carved, like a handicraft, it was supposed to be placed on the table for people to admire, but it was sharpened, and at the moment it was emitting a cold light, and it was so cold that it made people shiver. His wife took the knife to the blacksmith's shop, turned it into a weapon, and forcibly shoved it into him, saying that it was for self-defense on the road. But if you can't use self-defense, you can use it to kill yourself, so that you can die with more dignity. He can still fight in the face of ordinary people, but in the face of magicians, he is just a lamb to the slaughter.

In a trance, the general fell from the unicorn's back, fell into the crowd, and was instantly drowned. His voice and shadow could not be seen in Yemen, but the flames of Yuan Force continued to emerge from the crowd.

Su Xun quickly got up from the ground and took advantage of the time to take a look at the fallen unicorn, its body was densely covered with wounds, and the blood that flowed out made the white fur stick together. But it was the wound in its leg that caused it to fall, its right hind leg was brutely severed, and the white bones were exposed, leaving some of the muscles and bones to be connected.

He made eye contact with it, and the word "pain" was written in its eye, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

There was no time for him to sigh, there were probably three or four people of similar strength to him standing in front of him, and there was one whose realm was even higher than him, and only they could make the unicorn suffer such a serious injury. The rest of the horse bandits set aside an open space for them to fight, like the Colosseum.

Su Xun replaced the command sword with the knife he was better at, and he had a hunch that it would be a hard battle and maybe die, but he couldn't care too much about it. The mount's injuries ignited his anger.

In the midst of blood and flames, he had a dazzling blue sky above his head, and the flames burned more and more, as if they wanted to compare the sky light. The Yuan Force around the body was released to the maximum at this moment, so that the temperature continued to rise, and soon rose to an astonishing value. The water molecules scattered in the air evaporated in large quantities and fell on his body like mist, curling with the wind. The fire element diffused in the air turned into a sea of fire under his attraction, blazing brightly.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, as if there were two sharp blades cutting and splashing sparks.

The narrow blade of the "Zhengxun" slashed through a semicircle in the air, like a crescent moon at night, pointing forward.

The light reflected from the tip of the knife pierced the bald head on the other side, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and he actually felt a chill from the raging fire. Then he felt like a snowflake fell on his neck, and it melted the moment it touched his skin. Suddenly, the scar cracked into a huge gap, and the blood flowed so violently from the neck that it seemed to erupt from the ground with a spring of great power. He hadn't understood what was going on yet, and he didn't even have time to react.

Su Xun is like an eagle falcon diving from a high altitude, and no one can catch his voice and shadow at such a fast speed. He stood behind them, his left hand slowly clenched into a fist.

The sea of fire that he had left behind burst out in an instant, carrying fine sand and gravel, like stones thrown by a trebuchet, like a violent wind, and swept over a large area. Dozens of horse bandits were swept away, and the burning stones struck them, leaving penetrating wounds that were enough to kill them. Some of the bandits were not dead after their pierced wounds, the wounds were not in the fatal position, they rolled on the sand and stones, trying to wear out the flames on their bodies, white scorched smoke drifted from their twisted limbs into the air, and the terrible screams rang out in their ears for a while.

There is not much Yuan Force left, which will not be able to support him to continue fighting. The large consumption of Yuan Li made him a little dizzy, and he was unsteady on his feet, so he had to stick the knife into the ground and half-kneel to stabilize his posture.

Sweat mixed with blood cut from the corners of his forehead to his lips, and a salty feeling filled his mouth.

He is not afraid of death, the only regret is that he did not catch up with Lin Yunzhu, although he has worked hard, there is still no trace of response and hope. He didn't despair about it.

The world is too big, and he is afraid that he will never be able to find her after losing her, and it is not easy to meet someone.

There is always one person in life who will live in the heart of another person and plant a flying flag, which is a softness that only he or she can touch.

Su Xun's jaw was hit violently, and the sound of bone cracking was extremely crisp, and the force of the impact made him soar and fall to the ground on his back.

He spat out the blood in his mouth, along with a few broken teeth. The severe pain caused him to clench his teeth involuntarily, but the broken bones could not be closed, leaving a large slit, and a lot of bloody saliva flowed from the slit.

He tried to open his eyes, but his eyes became blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly. The brain is also groggy and painful. But his ears were still good, and he could clearly hear the insults they had made to him, and feel their malice.

The attack just now didn't kill several other third-level magicians, it only caused them to suffer varying degrees of burns. He was picked up, and through his blurred vision, he could see that their bodies were bubbling with dense blisters.

"It's disgusting. The person who was holding Su Xun frowned, the blood flowing from his mouth dripped onto his hand, he wiped it clean with his sleeve, and smashed it on Su Xun's head with the blunt part of the handle of the knife.

The neck seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the head anymore, and suddenly it slumped down, like a willow tree by the lake, slanting left and right aimlessly. The smashed wounds, like streams, gurgled with blood, staining the eyes red.

"Heavenly Spiritual Root, genius?" The man said in a weird way, pinching Su Xun's neck, the skin around him was dented, and the green tendons were bursting up.

Su Xun was out of breath, the lack of oxygen made his eyes black and his limbs weak, and his head began to quickly turn a deep purple red. The veins in his temples began to throb suddenly, and it was as if countless bugs were buzzing in his ears. He struggled to lift his drooping eyelids, as if to remember the man's appearance.

An armored unicorn slammed straight past the outermost bandits, and to the shouts of the crowd, the man kicked on its back and lifted into the air. He attracts everyone's attention, like the bright moon being gazed at.

Liu Ye waved his hand, and several long halberds condensed burst out in the air and pierced deep into the ground. The magic patterns swirling above seemed to contain endless power, causing ripples in the surrounding air. When he landed, he ripped off his cloak and covered Su Xun's body, covering his body, and the flames made his clothes tattered and almost turned into ashes.

"It's too late. He landed in front of Su Xun and knelt down on one knee with his fists clenched.