The two looked at each other, surrounded Zhang Xiaoluo on the left and right.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the two of them with vigilance.

"Don't come over!" Zhang Xiaoluo warned.

"Haha, why can't we come here?" The two ignored Zhang Xiaoluo's warning.

In their opinion, Zhang Xiaoluo can be killed with one hand!

One of them rushed towards Zhang Xiaoluo.

Zhang Xiaoluo glared at the man's chest with a punch.

The other person hadn't understood what was going on, but he saw his companion spitting blood and flying out.

"Boy, you dare!" The other man was shocked and angry, and never expected that Zhang Xiaoluo would dare to fight back.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaoluo seems to be not weak!

Hit a black rider with one punch? What is this strength? Even the yellow black rider who is still in the assessment period is not comparable to that of ordinary people!

"Who are you?" The other person dared not go forward to deal with Zhang Xiaoluo easily.

"If anyone doesn't offend me, I won't offend me!" Zhang Xiaoluo said gasping.

"Ha! It turns out it's a paper tiger! I can't have the strength if I use one move?" The other person immediately chuckled.

He thought it was so powerful, but that was all right, so he was not panicked at once.

"You can try it!" Zhang Xiaoluo tried to straighten his body.

Zhang Xiaoluo's martial arts are actually not weak. If divided according to the realm, he may have entered the first level of enlightenment in the lower third level.

Don’t forget that his grandfather was from the ranks of the army, and Zhang Xiaoluo was polished by Zhang Dahe since childhood.

But Zhang Xiaoluo's body was weak and he learned a lot of skills, but basically he was weak after using three moves.

The other man saw Zhang Xiaoluo panting and thought he was at the end of his strength, so he used all his strength to attack Zhang Xiaoluo.

As a result, Zhang Xiaoluo still knocked him down with one punch.

Zhang Xiaoluo, who made the second move, became even weaker and sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

Two injured black riders were lying on the ground, looking at Zhang Xiaoluo in horror. After recovering, they quickly got up and helped each other and ran away.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the deserter-like two men and fell into deep thought.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaoluo saw the two injured black cavalry coming back, following Li Qiancheng.

Li Qiancheng's expression was extremely difficult to see. He didn't expect that his person would be injured by a country boy like Zhang Xiaoluo, which is really embarrassing!

"If you hurt me, you will die miserably." Li Qiancheng's eyes filled with murderous intent.

Zhang Xiaoluo's heart sank, and he was worried about it.

However, Zhang Xiaoluo's frown quickly unfolded again and then laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Looking at Zhang Xiaoluo who was laughing, it was Li Qiancheng's turn to frown.

"I'm just sitting upright, because you're used to being strong, so I'll mess with me first."

Zhang Xiaoluo said slowly, while trying to recover his strength.

"I'm messing with you? Are you worthy?"

"I just got up by chance and saw an ant that interests me, and just wanted to kill me."

Li Qiancheng's eyes were full of arrogance, which was the confidence that the superiors claimed to be noble and despised everything.

"So what if you are the son of General Xuanwei from the third grade? Do you really think I don't have the courage to touch you?"

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes, took a step forward at the same time, and picked up the wine pots that the two black riders had dropped before.

Zhang Xiaoluo pulled out the plug, gulped in big gulps, and drank it all in one pot of wine.

Zhang Xiaoluo threw out the empty wine pot and wiped the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!