Fighting with Li Xiaobao, Wu Ba really felt aggrieved, and the dagger in his hand really didn't dare to collide with Li Xiaobao's sickle.

The machete in Sun Xiong's hand just now was split in half in an instant when it touched the sickle in Li Xiaobao's hand, and Wu Ba naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to try again.

In addition, Wu Ba wanted to bypass Li Xiaobao and go behind him, but Li Xiaobao seemed to see through his intentions and didn't give him any chance.

Facing the scythe that roared again in Li Xiaobao's hand, Wu Ba could only retreat again.

"You're so lucky this time!"

Li Xiaobao looked at Wu Ba, who had dodged his sickle in an instant, and smiled coldly.

"What?"

Listening to Li Xiaobao's words, Wu Ba was taken aback, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, because at the last moment, he dodged the scythe that Li Xiaobao slashed at his head.

But the scythe changed direction and went towards his hands at a faster speed.

"Not good!"

In an instant, Wu Ba understood that Li Xiaobao's scythe towards his head just now was just a feint, but in fact, Li Xiaobao's real purpose was his hands.

"Bastard!"

Looking at the scythe that instantly reached the edge of his arm, Wu Ba instinctively gave up the dagger in his hands, wanting to quickly withdraw his hands.

But it was still too late.

It can be said that Li Xiaobao will never allow him to do that.

"It's not good, second brother, retreat, retreat!"

Qian Hu and Zhao Tian, who were standing in the distance, looked at the sickle that instantly slashed at Wu Ba's hands, and suddenly shouted.

However, as soon as their voices came out, they saw that the sickle in Li Xiaobao's hand had already slashed through Wu Ba's wrist, and then the two of them were stunned for a moment.

"Poof!"

The voice came, and two streams of blood spurted out violently from Wu Ba's wrists, and his hands had been cut to the ground by Li Xiaobao, as well as the two daggers that he threw away.

"Ahh

Just as Wu Ba's hands fell to the ground, a scream came from his throat, and then he bent over and slowly knelt down.

"What's your name, what's your name?"

Li Xiaobao looked at Wu Ba, who was kneeling in front of him, and said with a very disdainful look.

"You ......"

Wu Ba was furious when he heard Li Xiaobao's words, but he knew that he was no longer Li Xiaobao's opponent at this time, let alone Li Xiaobao's opponent, and now Li Xiaobao didn't kill him with a sickle.

"What are you, you can't die for the time being, but it's hard to say after a few minutes!"

Li Xiaobao looked at Wu Ba and smiled coldly, and said, "But don't worry, I won't kill you!"

For Li Xiaobao, a scythe on Wu Ba's neck or his arm or his chest is the same, because everything that awaits him is the same result is death.

But if he slashed his neck or chest with a scythe, he would die a little faster, and if he cut off his hands, he would die more slowly.

Anyway, the final result is death, and how Wu Ba dies is not very different for Li Xiaobao.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Looking at Wu Ba, who was slowly lying on the ground, his hands were still bleeding, and slowly moving towards death, Qian Hu was completely angry at this time.

He felt that Li Xiaobao's approach was too cruel, and it was indeed very cruel to let Wu Ba feel the pain and go to death at the same time, but Li Xiaobao didn't care.

"What's your name, why don't you give him a good time?"

Li Xiaobao looked at Qian Hu and said with a cold smile.

"Hmph, boy, I must kill you today to avenge my eldest brother and second brother!"

Qian Hu listened to Li Xiaobao's words and said angrily, at this time, he had already regarded Wu Ba as a dead man, and he would never be able to let him go up and stab Wu Ba again.

"Okay, then hurry up, come, hurry up and try if I die first or you are about to join a few of them below!" Li Xiaobao looked at Qian Hu with great disdain and waved the sickle in his hand.

"Bastard!"

Looking at the sickle in Li Xiaobao's hand, a look of jealousy flashed on Qian Hu's face, and until now Qian Hu has not understood the mystery of the sickle in Li Xiaobao's hand.

Nima's, this looks like a very ordinary sickle, why does Li Xiaobao feel like clay when he uses it, and he cuts off the machete at once?

In fact, Wu Ba didn't know that it was not how powerful the machete in Li Xiaobao's hand was, but that the Five Elements Aura in Li Xiaobao's body was powerful.

The five elements of gold are attached to the sickle, and it can be said that the sickle is a magic weapon, sharpening iron like clay, not to mention the machete, it is an iron wall, Li Xiaobao wants to try it.

"Come on, hurry up, kill the last two idiots of you, and I'm going back to sleep!"

Li Xiaobao looked very impatient, looked at Qian Hu, waved the sickle in his hand again, and said.

"You ......"

Qian Hu was furious when he heard Li Xiaobao's words, and when he was about to head towards Li Xiaobao, he was suddenly stopped by Zhao Tian behind him and said, "Third brother, we are not his opponents!" 、

"Fourth brother, have you forgotten our previous oath?"

Listening to Zhao Tian's words, Qian Hu said angrily: "I must avenge the eldest brother and second brother in a few days!"

Saying that, Qian Hu ignored Zhao Tian's obstruction and came towards Li Xiaobao.

"Shout, it's okay, it's quite righteous, but even if you have righteousness, you can't do it, because you have to die today!"

Li Xiaobao would never let Qian Hu go for the sake of his righteousness, after all, Zhang Ling was kidnapped by him and Zhao Tian himself.

"Hmph, boy, you can kill me!"

Qian Hu was shocked as he spoke, and suddenly his clothes grinned, waving his fists towards Li Xiaobao like a tiger coming down the mountain.

"Whew~!"

The whistling fist wind came in an instant with a fierce momentum, Li Xiaobao smiled coldly, and still slashed the sickle in his hand towards Qian Hu. "Flash!"

Seeing the cold and shining scythe in Li Xiaobao's hand, Qian Hu immediately retreated, and then changed direction to attack Li Xiaobao.

When the sickle in Li Xiaobao's hand slashed towards him, without waiting for the sickle to arrive in front of him, Qian Hu withdrew again, and then changed his position again to attack Li Xiaobao.

"Got it!"

Li Xiaobao looked at Qian Hu, who was constantly changing directions and attacking him, and suddenly understood, it turned out that Qian Hu relied on flexibility.

"Then I'll see how flexible you really are!"

Li Xiaobao looked at Qian Hu and snorted coldly, and a sickle slashed towards Qian Hu, and at the moment when Qian Hu changed his direction, Li Xiaobao had already withdrawn the sickle in his hand and slashed towards the direction he had judged in advance.

"Not good!"

Qian Hu didn't expect Li Xiaobao's sickle to change so quickly, and he had long been optimistic about his intentions.