Li Xiuyuan taught Xiaohu not to believe his own eyes, and he spent a lot of time to make Xiaohu understand this truth.

After his husband left, Xiaohu spent decades, even hundreds of years, reminding himself to remember his words.

Facts have proved that Mr. is right.

As for these caravan guys who were incarnations of the Forbidden Army from the Northern Qi Dynasty, Yu Tian, ​​who looked like a young boy in front of him, was still very curious.

Because they didn't believe it, where did the teenage boy in front of them get his strength? He actually seriously injured three of his companions.

Even the middle-aged shopkeeper was full of curiosity, so they all wanted to find out.

But Xiaohu's mind is simpler, this is the desert.

Even if he buried Northern Qi guys in the imperial city, King Khan couldn't do anything to him? He didn't have to be afraid of his husband scolding him, because it was the other party who made the move first.

Xiaohu has returned to his boyhood appearance, and some of his thoughts have also returned to those days.

You want my life, but I also want to keep yours.

There has never been anything in the desert except a piece of yellow sand. As long as these guys die here, all he needs to do is take out a piece of talisman. Even if the Khan digs three feet into the ground, he can't find a single bone.

There are many secrets in the desert. Even King Khan only cares about his own throne. How can he care about so many grievances?

A long sword flew out horizontally and plunged into the yellow sand, stirring up the yellow sand in front of Xiaohu. The middle-aged shopkeeper looked a little weird.

"Boy, don't bully others too much!" A sharp roar came from the mouth of the young deputy general.

Xiaohu shook his hand, raised the long sword in the yellow sand in front of him, pointed it at his opponent, and said coldly: "Remember, as long as you dare to take action, you will become a resentful soul in this desert."

The middle-aged shopkeeper became angry when he heard this. He looked at Xiaohu and said, "We don't offend the river, so why did you attack my men?"

Xiaohu was also angry, looked at him and replied: "Are you blind or an idiot? Did I offend your Northern Qi general just by walking on the street?"

He has made up his mind that as long as people from Northern Qi dare to take action again, he will kill each one.

At worst, after dealing with these guys, they will go back to Dazhou with their husband. He has long been tired of seeing the yellow sand in this desert.

The young deputy general ignored the middle-aged shopkeeper's eyes and pointed at Xiaohu the moment he took the sword.

He said coldly: "Just in time, I want to kill you too!"

The desert is lonely and straight, with only long stretches of yellow sand.

Just like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life and has seen all kinds of people in the world, he is quietly looking at the two people in front of him. In the eyes of the desert, there are always only two kinds of people.

Xiaohu's eyes narrowed. He didn't want to be a dead man in the desert.

However, before the young lieutenant five feet in front of him could take action, a long sword quietly emerged from the yellow sand behind him.

The man who drew the sword was originally afraid of the little tiger holding the long sword, but in his eyes, the little tiger had to face his companions. The young deputy general from Northern Qi was also a troublesome figure.

In this way, he and the young deputy general attacked Xiaohu from front to back, which meant that he had a high probability of succeeding with one move.

Under the covert attack, it is still unknown who will win.

As a top killer, the most important thing for him is to be patient enough and wait for the best opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

They are the Imperial Guards of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and they are people who risk their lives on the tip of a knife.

Even the dragon's pool and the tiger's den, as a killer, he has experienced them one by one, not to mention that they have also been on the battlefield.

So, when Xiaohu picked up the long sword from the yellow sand and flew towards the young soldier, the killer sneaked into the yellow sand and quietly slashed at Xiaohu with the long sword in his hand.

A sword can split open the vast yellow sand. In the eyes of a killer, this kind of strength should be unstoppable by anyone in the world.

He must take Xiaohu's head with his own hands.

The long sword broke through the sand like a snake and struck directly at Xiaohu's back chest.

This is a long sword coated with poison. According to the killer's plan, as long as the little tiger's skin is scratched and blood is seen, he will not survive today.

The killer's poison is naturally the most deadly poison in the world.

There is a poison that no one can detoxify except for people. He has spent his whole life researching different poisons in order to kill his enemies in the simplest and fastest way.

In his opinion, the timing of his sneak attack was just right. The little tiger at the moment only had eyes for his companions, so how could he care about himself behind him?

In a flash of lightning, the young deputy leader also thrust out a fatal sword!

His companion had already attacked from behind, and there was no reason for him to let go of this opportunity!

Even if he doesn't follow the moral principles of the world, as Xiaohu said, there are only dead people and living people in the desert, he still wants to kill his opponent alive in the yellow sand.

The middle-aged shopkeeper, who was the leader of the Northern Qi caravan, narrowed his eyes at this moment. Perhaps he also wanted to know about his two subordinates.

Can we capture this unreasonable young man?

Everything is just a matter of lightning.

Suddenly, Xiaohu suddenly had a long sword in his hand, a left-handed sword that no one could have imagined!

He was not in a hurry to stop the young lieutenant's life-threatening sword thrust. Instead, he drew his sword a few seconds faster than lightning and slashed at the snake-like sword behind him.

At the moment when the lightning passed, he slashed the long sword in his left hand forward!

Cut the snow with one sword!

Use a left-handed sword that suddenly appeared and cut the snow with one sword!

In the eyes of the public, Xiaohu only had an ordinary scabbard on his waist, but at the moment of life and death, he took out a second long sword, which was still a left-handed sword!

I would like to ask the monks who have practiced martial arts for decades, who has ever heard of a two-handed sword?

A long sword like a poisonous snake was stabbed behind him. The sword had many barbs. Even if it was clamped hard, it would be cut no matter which direction it came from.

As long as he is cut, he will definitely die.

In the eyes of the killer, no matter how strong Xiaohu's fingers were, he could not clamp the long sword with barbs.

Who knew that Xiaohu didn't even think about taking the move, he was faster, even faster than Lightning.

At the moment when the killer's long sword was barely a foot away from Xiaohu's back, the long sword in Xiaohu's right hand had already scratched his neck!

Just like a breeze blowing through the flying flowers in March, the killer only felt a cool breeze blowing through his throat...

At this time, Xiaohu had easily chopped off the poisonous sword in his hand.

It is true that the long sword is highly poisonous, but it did not cut even a little bit of the little tiger's skin, so the poisonous sword did not threaten the little tiger at all.

This is the beginning!

He was stabbing the young lieutenant from the front. He never expected that Xiaohu would not pay any attention to his life-threatening sword.

Just when he was secretly happy and thought he had succeeded with his sword, he saw a white light flashing in front of his eyes!

This is the left-handed sword that Xiaohu started practicing in front of the Desert Grottoes, and he also practiced it in the back hill of Daqin Academy for countless years.

Even when he later became the largest king in the desert, he never used his life-saving move in front of others!

This is a sword that cuts snow from the Tianshan Mountains. He has practiced this sword on the Tianshan Mountains for hundreds of years!

As soon as the sword is drawn, it will cut off the snow!

This is his merciless sword strike, you want my life, that's exactly what I think too!

"Click!" a sound sounded!

But the long sword in the young lieutenant's hand was broken into two pieces together with the head on his neck. The sword passed by like cutting snow in the wind!

First cut the sword, then cut the person!

Xiaohu's thoughts moved, and the two swords he slashed out were just the two swords that he merged into his flesh and blood memory!

The control of spiritual power is simply unmatched by the Northern Qi soldiers in front of him.

While his perception was sharp, he had already regarded the two people in front of him as two wild wolves in the desert, showing no mercy.

Almost at the same time that the middle-aged shopkeeper exclaimed, Xiaohu had already put away his left sword.

Two strange flames suddenly burned on the two people on the ground. Before the rest of the gang could take action, the two people who took action were burning brightly.

Xiaohu must burn the opponent to ashes in the shortest possible time.

Mr. Wang gave him many such talismans, but he rarely used them. Today, in a rage, he decided to scare the monks from Northern Qi.

It would be like a nightmare for these guys to see me in the future.

The middle-aged shopkeeper who was the team leader was frightened by Xiaohu. He just slashed out with his left sword and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.

Until now, as a general of the Forbidden Army, he has never seen the existence of a space device.

As for Xiaohu, he will spend the least time in real battles and will never get entangled with the enemy.

This is a habit he developed during his years as the king of the desert.

Seeing his two companions burning, some of the men rushed forward to put out the fire, only to realize that they had sprinkled yellow sand on the bodies.

But it couldn't stop the blazing flames.

Xiaohu held the long sword in his hand, looked at the middle-aged shopkeeper who was only two feet away from him, and said quietly: "I said that if you take action, you will die. If you don't accept it, let's fight!"

To take action is to catch them unawares, Xiaohu has already made plans to wipe out all these guys.

As the middle-aged shopkeeper of the Forbidden Army general, he never expected that before his team could complete their mission, two of them were dead and three were seriously injured.
To be continued...