...... In the drizzle, a gong sounded, and when the gong stopped, some people shouted: "Those who offer the head of Li Zuoche will be rewarded with ten thousand gold, and even the king of Dachu will have a set of villas with independent courtyards!"

The shouting sound was long and long, echoing endlessly in the rain curtain, almost all over the ten-mile long street. This is obviously a very clever immortal method, and with this hand alone, no one believes that Li Zuoche can still get out of Shacheng alive today.

Even though his cultivation is not weak, where is there so many opponents of the wolf-like tiger demon clan gods and martial guards? Doesn't it mean that these demon clan bastards have all gone west to Jincheng, and when will they come back?

The long alley is hazy with smoke and rain, and the end of the alley seems to be a dead end?

The people who fled for their lives finally despaired, and some even resolutely raised their long knives and prepared to commit suicide......

But I don't know when, a colorful oil-paper umbrella floated in the rainy alley, and under the umbrella was a weak young man who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

In this misty slanting wind and drizzle, in this cold spring season, he was wearing a thin gray scholarly robe, and the slight wind blew his placket, making him exude a kind of fluttering style.

He pedaled a pair of tall clogs, his neat toes were exposed obliquely, like a washed lotus root, his long hair was tied up, and an ebony hairpin on top of his head was perfectly inserted, which made him look like a little roadman again.

"Little boy, hurry up, don't come here, it's dangerous here!" a man covered in blood shouted.

Yes, we are going to die, but young man, you are still old in gilded years, how can you die in vain in this rainy alley?

No one answered, but people felt a colorful cloud float in front of them, and the umbrella floated like a willow leaf in the wind.

A slightly hoarse voice sounded: "If you still want to see the day of revenge, if you still want to see the day when the devil gives the head and the traitor ambushes, please stand behind me." ”

"Watch me kill the enemy, and then let's rush out of the sand city together. ”

After the young man finished speaking, his figure was already floating like a lotus leaf, the fine raindrops turned without wind, and the air was transmitted with a boundless solemn atmosphere; the raindrops suddenly shot like sharp arrows to the roofs and walls not far away, and the screams in all directions rose and fell, bringing a blood-pumping pleasure.

Li Zuoche quickly recognized who it was, and his eyes suddenly brightened: When did this bastard boy have such a handsome spell?

Alas, who would have thought that this guy who was hated by everyone on the Qingluan Peak of Beishan, this junior disciple who was recognized as the biggest "scourge" of the Beishan faction, now looked so pleasing to the eye!

"Everyone, come with me!" he let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand flashed behind the little boy.

"Fifth Senior Brother, why are you here?" he asked.

"Hulala", "Dingdong!" When he asked this, the gang behind him followed without hesitation.

"Third Senior Brother, I'm sorry, I overslept, I'm late!" Zhao Xiaobai said.

As soon as the words fell, the little boy had once again floated in the wind, and suddenly looked back, his right hand was spreading, and a dense rain curtain shrouded a group of dead soldiers, but his people had already stepped on the tile.

There was a sudden golden light in front of him, and it seemed that countless streams of fire were shooting in all directions, and the incessant screams announced that the enemy's encirclement was being destroyed.

This is the method of destroying the withering and decaying immortal family!

There were also more than a dozen people who burst into shape in the drizzle, and the swords in their hands flowed with blood and flashed with cold light...... Small tadpole-shaped knife shadows suddenly shot out from the sky, slashing these people into blood and raining down on their heads.

There were also brave guys who rushed to the ground ten meters in front of the young man, and in the midst of a reprimand, the brightly colored umbrella suddenly rotated rapidly, and the rain line was like a sharp blade, and these guys screamed and fell to the ground......

The air was filled with blood, and there was a strange smell of burnt flesh, and the enemies who were lying in ambush outside the circle were like fireballs, or green smoke was coming out of their bodies, and they fled in surprise......

It's as simple as that, Zhao Xiaobai didn't even pull out the dusty sword on his waist.

Li Zuoche saw his two "brothers", one with fire on his head and the other with smoke on his buttocks, running away... He only felt his eyes split, and the rising anger made him roar, but the rain curtain stopped his ambition for revenge......

Zhao Xiaobai turned his head and smiled suddenly, and the faint rain curtain suddenly broke like glass.

This is wonderful! He jumped to his feet, and he felt that the "Ling Bo Ethereal Step" that he had practiced for more than ten years had never been so round and happy as it is today, at this moment......

Without hesitation, he cut off the head of one of his "brothers" with a single sword, and the other "brother" was grabbed by him with a claw in anger, thrown into the alley with a "snap", and fell at the feet of the dead soldiers in the gang.

He wants his brothers to enjoy revenge as well.

The man fell to his knees in the muddy water, and humbly begged for mercy: "I have an eighty-year-old mother above me, and a child waiting to be fed;

No one answered, no one sympathized, and the knife rained down, and this man became a puddle of flesh......

"Hahaha......" he laughed out loud, only feeling that there is no more joy in life than this,...... Escape from death and slash the enemy.

"Fifth Senior Brother, in this sand city today, no one is your enemy, please help me, I want to pick Gu Changfeng's lair!"

Looking at his junior brother's hair fluttering in the light rain, he was slightly stunned: Is this really my fifth junior brother? No matter how deeply he hides it, how can he become so strong all of a sudden?

But at this time he was full of pride, his eyes showed fanaticism, and the dead soldiers under his hands were all gearing up, and their eyes were shining eagerly.

"Okay, then it's up to you, and lead the way. ”

The young man's voice was light and light, as if he was not killing people and saving people just now, but just picking up tea buds on the way from school with a group of friends.

"There's such a big bud on that tree, I'm going to go up and pick it!"

"Okay, you go, I'll give you the wind down there, lest you fall down and break your ass......!"

... Many years later, the grandmother in the city always likes to tell the children about the surprise that happened in the sand city on that rainy spring evening

People reversed: The group of nerds on the left bank of the Broken River, the leaders of the demon clan who insisted on resisting the demons in a desperate situation, were going to die soon......

However, God had mercy on him, and sent a little boy with an umbrella to retreat from the enemy with one hand, and while talking and laughing, the vicious Shenwuwei was wiped out......

Later, I heard that the name of this little immortal was Zhao Xiaobai.