The sword light flashed several times, and the ground was ringing.

A ghost-headed ring knife that was more than three feet long was only one hilt left, while the blade about inch thick turned into dozens of pieces and fell all over the ground.

"Take it again and chop off your claws!"

Li Xiaobai put his sword into the sheath.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Namo Amitabha!

What he saved was not Gu Chu, but that brave man.

Wouldn't it be a death to fight a witch?

Xiaobai thought so, but the barbarian of the golden earrings was thinking differently. He had a flash in front of him and a light in his hand, leaving only the lonely hilt of the knife. The other party had just used a few swords, but he didn't see clearly at all.

This ghost-headed ring knife could easily cut off the wood as thick as a bowl, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would become shattered and become shaped. How fast and vigorous the opponent's sword was, cold sweat immediately emerged from the back of the barbarian's neck.

The other barbarians who followed the golden earrings were also stunned and were so scared that they shivered involuntarily.

"You, you dare to provoke Annan Shangwu, no, don't you want to live?"

The barbarian of gold earrings who knew the reality knew very well that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be as effortless as cutting melons and vegetables. He could only push Lord Shangwu to support him, hoping that this young man could retreat in the face of the difficulties.

"Is Annan Shangwu a robber?"

Xiaobai seemed to have entered a certain state again. The two witches looked at each other. It was such a familiar scene. Is the young master looking for excuses to kill someone again?

"Annan Shangwu is noble, how could he be a robber?"

If he borrowed ten courages, the barbarians of gold earrings dared not admit that Lord Shangwu was a robber, otherwise even if he took back the jade spirit, would he still be severely punished?

"If others don't give it, they will rob it if they shout, beating and killing. What's the point of robber?"

Li Xiaobai's face turned cold, and a trace of cold murderous intent appeared in the air.

The barbarian of gold-eared earrings swallowed and said with courage: "This is our Hei Barbarian territory, so we have the final say."

"That's right! Of course, we barbarians have the final say!"

A cold voice came from a distance, and a man wearing a black witch robe walked step by step, with a small snake tattooed on his exposed wrist, and the snake's head happened to be on the back of his hand, making a spitting letter.

"Sir, Lord Wu!"

"Sir, Lord Wu!"

The barbarians exclaimed one after another.

The barbarian of gold-eared rings seemed to shake his might again, throw away the knife handle, pull out a sharp-eared knife from his arms, stared at Li Xiaobai viciously and said, "Why don't you kneel down quickly! Lord Wu can reward you with a whole body."

"wrong!"

A word suddenly burst out from Li Xiaobai's teeth, and the Yuanyang sword was unsheathed again, and the sword light flashed rapidly, tracing across the bodies of the barbarians.

The next moment, the barbarians who were chasing the Han Shang Gu Chu of Dawu Dynasty, including the golden earrings, fell to the ground and turned into a pile of minced meat. The smell of blood immediately soared into the sky.

After a disagreement, Li Xiaobai started to slaughter. He looked at Annan Shangwu who had arrived three or four meters away without showing any weakness and said, "Of course, the fist and the sword have the final say!"

Xiaobai proved his judgment with practical actions.

In such an occasion, if the mouth cannon is useful, what else should the Yuanyang sword do?

"Damn it, you, how dare you kill someone in front of me?"

Annan Shangwu didn't care about the life or death of these barbarians, but the other party's actions were equivalent to contempt and provocation. He immediately became angry, his hand hanging beside him shook, and he grabbed something and bounced it at Li Xiaobai.

As soon as the finger-sized thing left Annan Shangwu's finger, it immediately made a buzzing loud trembling sound, and the speed accelerated again.

In addition to Liulixin, Li Xiaobai also saw it clearly. The thing that the other party threw at him was a black and shiny beetle, but a pair of membrane wings were scarlet, as fast as lightning.

bite!

The Yuanyang sword seemed to be slashed on a steel bean, and the loud metal impact was clearly heard. The beetle flew out with a miserable hesitation, leaving a thin sword mark on its plump abdomen, and a faint liquid oozed out.

"How is that possible?"

Li Xiaobai and Annan Shangwu frowned at the same time.

The former was surprised that he could not cut the beetle in half with one sword, but the latter could not believe that the Angrying Beetle, which feeds on metal, could not eat or break the other party's sword, and was instead injured.

“Duh!”

Annan Shangwu shouted softly and urged the hesitant Golden Annihilation Beetle to attack again.

At this moment, a team of saint temple guards rushed over.

"Stop! Fighting is prohibited in the Holy Temple Square!"

When Li Xiaobai's sword light swept over the barbarians, the guards knew something was wrong. They raised their sharp spears one by one and aimed them at Li Xiaobai and Annan Shangwu, even if the latter was a barbarian, and a wizard.

The Holy Temple represents the highest will of Yueqing Kingdom. Even ordinary guards can mercilessly scold the wizards in the witch realm.

"Hmph! Let you live a little longer!"

Before officially entering the holy temple, Annan Shangwu did not dare to offend these guards too much. He spread his hands in disappointment. The golden beetle that was like an amnesty quickly flew back to his palm, trembling slightly with its wings, making a pitiful sound.

The bright red flesh and blood were particularly dazzling in the square paved with pale stone slabs. The temple responded very quickly. A huge red scorpion came out, and the tail hook was hung high, and the poison hook was clearly visible.

The original scorpion, the size of a palm, could actually grow into an elephant-like body, and was almost no different from the scorpion demon. However, because of the barbarian witchcraft methods, this big scorpion did not have the same intelligence as the demon clan. Apart from instinct and subtle wisdom, it was always under control.

An old man stood on the back of the scorpion, looking at Li Xiaobai and others surrounded by the guards of the Holy Temple and Annan Shangwu, and asked angrily: "What are you doing? Why did you let this sacred place be defiled with blood that should not be."

The barbarians do not dare to fight, kill and blood with each other. Sometimes they even sacrifice living people to the Manzu, but in some occasions, they are not allowed to be contaminated by anything, including the holy temple and the square where the barbarians pilgrimage.

"Elder Qibing, this person took my things and I want to take them back!"

Annan turned his eyes on Wu Sanjiao and turned around and turned around. He stared at the jade spirit that was constantly playing with in the witch's hands, his greed was unconcealed.

The old wizard glanced at the jade spirit and felt a little surprised, but because of his duties, he had no idea of ​​gaze.

"Do you say it's yours, but it's yours? I also said that the sun in the sky is mine? What the witches in the dignity do is like a robber!"

Li Xiaobai retorted without hesitation that this wizard was so shameless that there was no lower limit.

"Foreigners, this is the holy place of our tribe, not a place where you are presumptuous!"

Before the old wizard on the scorpion's back really figured out the situation, he immediately stood on the side of the wizard Annan, who was also a barbarian.

"You might as well hand over the things, I can make you die more happy!"

The somewhat proud wizard Annan was fearless, as if he had been snatched by the young man in front of him. As for Gu Chu next to him, after handing over the jade spirit, he had no value and was not even interested in looking at him at one more time.

"Believe it or not, I can beat you all the shit out!"

Li Xiaobai shook the Yuanyang sword in his hand, and the melodious and crisp tremolo sounds were endless.

"Enough! None of you is allowed to do anything, just wait here for the end!"

This time, no one was indifferent to the old wizard on the scorpion's back. With a wave of his sleeves, poisonous bees as big as eggs buzzed out of his sleeves, and in a blink of an eye, surrounded Li Xiaobai and Annan Shangwu tightly.

The ends of these poisonous bees with black and yellow chest and abdomen are black overall. The needles are about inch long, but the tips are bright red, and small barbs can be seen. Obviously, if they are inserted, the consequences will be very serious.

"Sir, I am willing to duel with him in the Holy Temple. The winner has everything that the loser has!"

Wu Yang looked at Li Xiaobai proudly, not caring about the huge poisonous bees bees beside him.

"Dull? You have thought about it. If you lose on the spot, the Holy Temple will not shelter you."

The old wizard did not expect that this wizard of his own tribe would be so resolute and fight a life-and-death battle with a foreigner. Don’t you know that even if you do nothing, the ruling of the Holy Temple would be biased towards your own people?

"I have already thought that I have to pay a price to seize my baby. This person must die! As for those next to me! Hehe!"

Looking at the witch beside Li Xiaobai, Annan Shangwu couldn't help but feel swaying. The woman the Han dog found was so beautiful.
Chapter completed!