The black-robed man's words were not finished after all, because for Mu Xiaojiu, this person was too noisy. Moreover, although the sense of urgency of being chased by Gong Jiu has gradually disappeared after having a thin horse, Mu Xiaojiu still doesn't want to waste too much time on these players. The danger of the road ahead is still unknown, and with this effort, it is better to take a good rest.

Therefore, while the man was still shouting, Mu Xiaojiu suddenly moved.

The Southern Song Dynasty lyricist Xin Qiji wrote a poem "Breaking the Array, Giving Strong Words to Chen Tongfu to Send It", one of which is "Lu Fei of the horse, the bow is like a thunderbolt". As a person who is particularly fond of ancient culture, Mu Xiaojiu has imagined more than once how fast Lu is.

He has ridden horses more than once since he entered the game, but those horses can only be described as good horses at best, at least never before that horse can give him the feeling of "this is the speed of Lu in my imagination".

However, now that he has a thin horse under his crotch, which has no meat left, and he still looks impatient, he finally has this feeling. Moreover, Mu Xiaojiu even felt that even if Lu was really alive, he might not be as fast as the thin horse under his crotch.

Just like now, there is obviously still some distance between him and the man in black. But as soon as the thin horse exerted his strength, the distance between the two was instantly stretched very close. This kind of speed is an ordinary light industry expert, and I'm afraid it's just that.

What's more, Mu Xiaojiu was sure that this was by no means the fastest speed of a skinny horse.

Fortunately, although the man in black is a little idiotic and arrogant, his kung fu is really a little bit. At this time, Mu Xiaojiu rushed over, but he did not retreat but advanced, grabbed the giant axe behind his back with his backhand, and then threw it forward.

Although this giant axe is cumbersome, the man in black took advantage of the inertia of this flick to make the giant axe swing a lot faster, not only blocking Mu Xiaojiu's knife, but even collapsing Mu Xiaojiu's right hand with a faint pain.

"Born with divine powers?" Mu Xiaojiu was stunned, he never thought that this man in black would have such great strength, and this axe was really not light.

The man in black sneered, holding the axe with both hands at the same time, and did not play any delicate tricks, and swept it directly according to the legs of the thin horse under Mu Xiaojiu's crotch. At the same time, the gangs of the Tianfu Gang behind him also rushed up with their weapons, looking like they were vowing to cut Mu Xiaojiu under the horse, and Mu Xiaojiu wanted to laugh a little when he saw it.

"Innate divine power, right......" Mu Xiaojiu clenched the red-clothed knife in his hand, and as soon as Shakya threw the elephant skill, a force that seemed to be born from his bones suddenly filled his entire body.

"Let's compare!" With a loud shout, the red-clothed knife in Mu Xiaojiu's hand suddenly parted down, just blocking the path of the black-clothed man's axe.

The knife and axe collided, Mu Xiaojiu's arm trembled slightly, but the man in black was shocked back several steps by Mu Xiaojiu's knife, and even almost sat on the ground unsteadily.

The man in black looked at Mu Xiaojiu as if he had seen a ghost, with both hands against one hand, and the big axe against the short knife, he was born with divine power, but he actually lost when he had the advantage?

People often say "chase after victory", such a simple truth, Mu Xiaojiu naturally understands. With the power of this knife, Mu Xiaojiu gently pinched the thin horse with the inside of his calf, the thin horse understood, and rushed forward, Mu Xiaojiu raised the red-clothed knife in his hand and slashed it straight to the neck of the man in black.

The man in black was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly raised the axe to block it, but he didn't prevent Mu Xiaojiu's whole person from suddenly jumping up from the horse, taking advantage of the gap when the man in black had just raised the axe, he kicked it on the side of the axe, and a "strong grass in the wind" was brazenly used.

The man in black only felt that the big axe in his hand suddenly came with a strong force, and before he could hold it in time, the big axe had already come out of his hand and flew out behind him.

"It's broken!" A thought suddenly flashed in the black-clothed man's heart, and he was about to hide, but Mu Xiaojiu had already fallen behind him, and he swung his backhand through his neck.

The blood rushed to the sky, and as a big head flew up, blood gushed out of the neck of the headless corpse of the man in black, turning into a small rain of blood.

At this time, Mu Xiaojiu had already disappeared from the black-clothed man's side, and instead rushed into the crowd.

In the entire gang of Tianfu, the man in black has the highest martial arts, and he can be regarded as a small master in the middle of the transformation realm. In addition to him, the most powerful players in this gang are the three players who have not been in the realm for a long time. In this case, Mu Xiaojiu rushed into the crowd, but in fact, there was not much difference between it and the tiger entering the flock. But seeing that wherever his sword light went, those players in Tianfu all fled in despair, and no one dared to come up and face Mu Xiaojiu directly.

The plain-looking man who had been slapped twice in succession by the Tianfu gang leader, that is, the man in black, stood in the crowd, watching these colleagues around him shouting and fleeing in all directions, with an indescribable confusion on his face.

The position he was standing in was very good, not only was he some distance away from where Mu Xiaojiu had broken into the crowd, but his gaze could accurately pass through the people who had fled in all directions, and he could see the headless corpse on the ground at a glance.

That corpse was the gang leader of Tianfu, the rich second generation who was wearing a black power suit and had to tear open his shirt, revealing half of his chest. Just a few days ago, when they set out, this man also told them that hundreds of people besieged three people, even if they used crowd tactics, they could exhaust those three people to death. Maybe he didn't expect that he would die so quickly, and he didn't expect that without three people, as long as Mu Xiaojiu made a move alone, his hundreds of subordinates would already start to run away, and they couldn't stop it.

The appearance is mediocre and not amazing, these words are really not exaggerated at all when used on him. Ordinary and ordinary, it is the truest portrayal of this man. At this moment, his body was trembling instinctively, and his brain reminded him again and again that it was time for him to run away. But for some reason, he suddenly felt as if his two legs were filled with lead, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift these two legs that belonged to him.

Am I really trying? The ordinary man suddenly asked himself a question silently.

Then, he knew that he didn't work hard, he could actually control his two legs. The reason why he couldn't run all the time was just because, he suddenly felt that he shouldn't run away.