Chapter 219

"Are you confident? Do you think you can stop me by yourself?"

The crutch on the right side of the lame man supported his body, and the crutch on the left hand pressed Xiao Ba down hard.

"It's not that I have confidence, but that I have to stop you, because now, in addition to adults, only my strength is the strongest!"

Little eight said gnashing his teeth.

"I need to protect them, so I can't let you move forward!"

"Hahaha, good, good! Courage is commendable! "

The lame man laughed, and then his face became ferocious.

"In that case, go to hell!"

The voice fell, and his left arm pressed down fiercely.

His strength is stronger than Xiao Ba, and his strength is also greater. Xiao BA's legs are slightly soft and bent, but he continues to support.

"You can't get close to... Them!"

Xiao Ba roared in a low voice, and his whole body was exerting force, desperately resisting the attack of the lame man.

"Xiao Ba, let me help you!"

With a low roar, the son of a bitch stabbed the cripple's left side with a Xuanwu sword in his hand.

When!

The lame man stood on one leg, waved the crutch of his right hand and picked the bastard aside.

With the current strength of the son of a bitch, the better the level of challenge is pure nonsense.

"Younger martial brother!"

Lin Wanqing stared, jumped up high and kicked the cripple's head.

Without any accident, Lin Wanqing was also beaten to the side and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ji Ji!"

Xiaobai moved very fast. He jumped up directly on Xiaoba's back, waved his Dingshan stick and knocked hard on the lame man's head.

A dull thud beat the lame back a few steps.

Lin Wanqing and the son of a bitch are not as good as Xiaobai.

Liu Mingyuan bit his teeth and wanted to rush towards the cripple like them.

"Don't move, younger martial brother!"

"You are not his opponent!"

"Stop!"

The crowd roared in unison, stunned Liu Mingyuan and stopped moving.

"Dog thief! I'll kill you! "

Xiao Ba regained his freedom, roared, waved the three edged thorn in his hand and rushed straight towards the lame.

However, he had not experienced systematic training and did not know much about the use of trigonous sting. He completely regarded it as a big knife and waved it irregularly.

Dangdang!

A crisp sound came out. The crutch in the lame man's hand was extremely tough. Even the sharp three edged thorn could not cause much damage to it.

"How is that possible? What kind of crutch is that? Why is it so hard? "

Little eight looked at the cripple with a shocked face and asked aloud.

"You don't have to know. You just need to know that you will die."

The lame man snorted coldly and didn't answer his question at all. In fact, the crutch in his hand was made of iron essence, but it was painted with a layer of special paint to disguise it as wood.

The crutch pulled over Xiaoba's shoulder and directly pulled Xiaoba out.

"Luo Chen, if I kill you, my reward will not be less ha ha ha."

The lame man stared at Luo Chen strangely and said.

"I know my strength is not as good as you, so killing you while you are weak is the best choice."

"Don't move! I won't allow you to approach the master! "

The son of a bitch roared, clenched the Xuanwu sword with both hands and blocked Luo Chen.

Lin Wanqing also got up and stood next to the son of a bitch.

"Go on, you haven't beat me!"

Little eight looked at the lame man and said with gnashing teeth.

"People are always blindly confident."

Luo Chen suddenly opened his eyes, sneered, looked at the lame and said slowly.

"Do you think you will kill me now?"

"Otherwise?"

The lame asked.

"Do you think you can stop me with so many wastes? Don't think about it. "

"Ha ha ha!"

Luo Chen suddenly laughed and picked up a straw pole around her.

"Sure enough, I'm confident. Are the people of Tangmen so brave?"

The voice fell, Luo Chen fiercely waved the grass pole in his hand, and a sharp sword spirit went straight to the throat of the lame man. Before he could react, the sword spirit had cut his throat.

"How could you, how could you..."

Gudu gudu

Bursts of blood poured out, and the lame man couldn't finish talking, but the look in his eyes was still struggling to say the questions in his heart.

Why is Luo Chen so strong?

Plop

He fell heavily to the ground. The lame pupil was lax and had no vitality. With only one move, he was killed by Luo Chen.

"Waste is waste."

Luo Chen snorted coldly, and then closed his eyes again.

"Take a break. If someone comes back later, call me. But don't fight hard."

After the command, Luo Chen continued to recover his aura.

Lin Wanqing was shocked. What happened just now? What did Luo Chen do? Why did they kill the lame man who couldn't fight for a long time by Luo Chen's blow?

"Did the master produce his sword?"

Lin Wanqing hesitated and asked aloud.

"No... the master uses a straw pole."

Wang goudan shook his head and replied.

The crowd was even more shocked. Xiao Ba looked at Luo Chen with envy in his eyes.

"Take a break. I don't know when another assassin will come."

Xiao Ba sat down and said aloud.

"Thank you for killing me just now, or we'll be in more trouble when he hits the signal."

They sat down to rest and stared around nervously.

A light sound came out, and the bastard's forehead was cold. Then he stood up and raised the Xuanwu sword in front of him.

When!

After a crisp sound, the crossbow fell in front of him.

Little eight didn't speak. His body flashed and ran straight in the direction of the crossbow. The three edged stab in his hand didn't hesitate.

The assassin probably didn't expect Xiao Ba to be so straightforward. Without saying a word, he gave him a fatal blow.

The body fell to the ground, and little eight expressionless brought him back and threw him to the edge of the lame man.

"Today I'll see how many people will kill us."

Xiao Ba stood there and said coldly. His eyes looked around like a knife. Although he was a little flustered, he was still firm.

"Hahaha, I don't know whether you don't want to die or I don't want to die."

A wild laughter came out, and a figure slowly came out of the woods, holding a sickle and an ordinary sickle in his hand.

"What? Are you also an assassin of Tang clan? "

Xiao Ba raised his eyebrows and looked at the man and asked aloud.

"No, no, no, that's just my sideline. My main business is a honest farmer."

The man looked at Xiao Ba, shook his head and replied, with a simple and honest face, but his eyes flashed fierce light from time to time.