At this time, Li Junxian still arrived, looking like crazy, and injured Li Daliang, who was killed by the weapon in his hand like a windmill. He couldn't help but frown and said, "This dog is crazy?"

"Clang!"

Li Daliang's horse spear in his hand knocked back three guards who were escorting his uncle Tuoba Muqi with one blow. Then, regardless of the repelled guards, Li Daliang urged his horse to continue fighting.

"What a fast speed!"

Tuoba Muqi's uncle looked shocked and said to himself: "What a fierce general Tang!"

Waving the weapons in his hand, he directly counterattacked, but Li Daliang was angry. How could he let him show off his might? The horse spear in his hand was like a storm. After three rounds, he had already stabbed Tuoba Muqi's uncle.

But the veteran was determined to die and never retreated. Even though he was wounded, he continued to fight with Li Daliang.

"Old guy, that's OK."

Li Daliang's face became more and more cold and harsh. He thought to himself that you, a barbarian, dare to fight with me. Today, your life will be necessary.

I saw the horse spear in his hand tremble, and he actually used clever force to hit Tuoba Muqi's ribs.

With a crisp crack, the old man's ribs broke several times.

The old man felt pain and a mouthful of thick blood sprayed on Li Daliang's face, but his hands were not idle. The spear in his hand stabbed Li Daliang.

At this moment, Li Daliang was blinded by blood, but he was not afraid at all. He grabbed the horse's belly, causing the horse's hooves to fly into the air, and he jumped up and grabbed the old man's choking throat.

"Old thing!"
Chapter completed!