It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

Chu Xuan and Shu Mie chased and escaped.

Quickly cover great distances.

Uncle Mole is also a fifth-level warrior.

Although he is a parallel import with poor martial arts and poor fighting ability.

But the energy and blood are actually more than 10,000.

Under full force, the escape speed is very fast.

Even if Chu Xuan desperately chased after him, it was still difficult to close the distance with him.

Along the way, the bandits subconsciously moved out of the way when they saw Chu Xuan rushing towards him.

Just when the man was about to rush into the river.

Suddenly a figure passed Chu Xuan from behind at an extremely fast speed and instantly came behind Uncle Mole.

The bronze sword in his hand was covered with blazing flames.

He slashed hard at the man's back.

"Gongsun Zhuo!"

Uncle Mole felt the strong murderous intent coming from behind him and turned around quickly, only to see the face of an old man with a shaggy beard.

It was Gongsun Zhuo, the second head of Menghu Village.

Don't bother scolding them for their despicable two-on-one behavior.

The man raised the simple spear he had snatched while escaping.

Infuse Qi and blood to block the spear.

"Shh!"

The wooden spear shaft broke with the sound.

The bronze sword continued to castrate, leaving a hideous wound on his body from the upper right to the lower left.

The flame attached to the sword burned the skin, exuding the aroma of barbecue.

The severe pain made Uncle Mole let out a shrill scream.

"Deng-deng-deng" took a few steps back.

A mouthful of blood spurted out with a "Wow" sound.

After such a delay, Chu Xuan had already caught up from behind.

The long sword swept cleanly, and a big head flew up.

Everything happens in just a few seconds.

Before all the Qingniuzhai bandits had time to react, their leader had his head chopped off.

"leader!"

A fourth-level warrior from Qingniuzhai shouted angrily.

“How dare you, the Tiger Village, to bully the minority with the greater number.

In this case, we don't need to talk about morality.

Come on, little ones, shoulder to shoulder!

There are only a few of them, and it can kill them all. "

After saying that, he brandished his copper sword and rushed towards Chu Xuan and others first.

When the Qingniuzhai bandits heard this, some of them also had anger flashing in their eyes.

The fourth step rushed up as he spoke.

Some people hesitated on the spot.

Now the leader is dead.

Opposite there is a fifth level and a young man with strange strength.

When one's own side lacks high-end combat power, wouldn't rushing in hastily lead to death?

Just when they were hesitating, the fourth-level warrior had already rushed to Chu Xuan with a dozen bandits.

However, what awaited them were sword lights glowing in cyan and red respectively.

Under two attacks comparable to the fifth level.

The fourth-level man didn't say a word and was evenly divided into three pieces.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet.

Chu Xuan took a few deep breaths, suppressed the boiling blood, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The voice was cold.

"Uncle Mole was executed, and the chief culprit has been eliminated.

You still won't surrender? "

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, can you let us go if you surrender?"

"Surrender without killing!"

His face flushed with excitement and he shouted loudly

The incident on the battlefield not only frightened the bandits in Qingniu Village, but also the people in Menghu Village.

I never thought I could win so easily.

Mang felt like he was in a dream.

"Bang!"

After hearing Mang's reply, one of the bandits who lost the will to fight was the first to put down his weapon.

Lao Liu from Menghu Village doesn't care about martial ethics.

Attack them as they cross the river.

Now two of our own high-end combat forces have been killed.

There is only one fourth-level warrior left who cannot possibly be the opponent of this group of people.

Not to mention other low-level bandits.

It's like a contagion.

With the first one taking the lead, the others dropped their weapons one by one.

The sound of metal falling to the ground sounded one after another.

Soon, all the bandits in Qingniuzhai who were still alive surrendered.

Everyone in Menghu Village was gathered together.

Chu Xuan nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this.

He walked up to them holding his bronze sword upside down.

He cupped his hands and bowed deeply.

He actually bowed solemnly to the bandits in Qingniu Village.

"Zhuo, what does Xuan mean by doing this?

We obviously won, why is he still like this? "

Mang approached Gongsun Zhuo and asked in a low voice.

"can't read?"

The old man glanced sideways at the man.

"don't know."

Mang shook his head honestly.

"It's okay if you don't understand. If you could figure it out, wouldn't you be as smart as Xuan?"

"Yes."

The man nodded, and then suddenly reacted.

"Zhuo, you actually called me stupid!"

"Ah.

Take a good look at it, Xuan is not simple. "

The old man ignored the angry Mang and narrowed his eyes at Chu Xuan.

He was also a little curious about what this young man who had always kept a low profile in the village would do next.