The Snail Princess and Her Benefactor

Chapter 183: Fierce Battle with Wang Badao

A drake's voice sounded, and Hua Chao couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

"Kill you and chop off your heads. I'll take them back as a sacrifice to my brother's soul."

"Sister, the voice is exactly the same as that of Wang Zhutou. What the hell are they doing?"

Suddenly, the shield in front of him flashed to both sides, and a general wearing a silver helmet and silver armor sat on a tall horse.

Not far behind the general, soldiers were holding steel knives like ferocious monsters, with the knives placed on the necks of more than a dozen villagers.

The general had a face full of flesh and looked exactly like Wang Ba Tianwang Pighead.

His fat face was filled with tonsils that were larger than his own, and his beard was covered with pig bristles, each of which stood upright like a steel needle.

His pair of mung bean eyes were slightly bigger than Wang Batian's, like two bursting mung beans, with slightly more white in the eyes.

But his stature was much taller than Wang Batian, and he looked quite majestic sitting on the tall horse.

He holds an axe horizontally in front of his chest, with bulging muscles in his arms. Just by looking at his menacing appearance, one can tell that he is an excellent martial artist.

That toad mouth and duck voice are definitely Wang Batian’s brothers.

Yang Shilin saw the shield flashing to the sides, and immediately turned around, ready to draw his bow.

Just wait for the human form to be revealed, and then use the killing move. If you can kill one, it's one. If you can kill a pair, it's a profit.

But what I saw were the gleaming steel knives placed on the necks of the villagers.

Yang Shilin's arms suddenly began to tremble slightly, and her beautiful eyes were almost about to shed tears.

Hua Chao and Ling Mi were also stunned. How could they fight with such a despicable trick?

Four to five thousand soldiers rushed to the Xilong Village. Hua Chao originally thought that they were just looking for Master Zhou and his wife.

They threatened Yang Shilin with the lives of the two elders, but Hua Chao didn't expect that these people would be so vicious.

Dozens of villagers in the Shelong Village, who had nothing to do with Huo Ling'er and her son, were actually used by these demons to threaten them.

Hua Chao became angrier the more he thought about it. The hand that was tightly holding Maomao began to tremble non-stop. His chest heaved violently and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Yang Shilin put away his bow and arrow, drew his sword and pointed it at the man on the horse, and a roar resounded through the night sky.

"Tell me your name, I will not kill nameless people. Please release the villagers of my Shelong Village."

"My young master is here, are you afraid that I will run away?"

"Haha! You are such a fool. If I don't beat you up, you will kneel down and beg for mercy tonight. You don't even know my last name."

"Hua Chao, protect yourself and Ling Mi..."

The man lifted the horse's head, and the horse raised its front hooves high. After a roar, it rushed straight towards Yang Shilin.

"Wang Badao is here, return my brother's life..."

"Fuck...why is that a name?"

Ling Mi couldn't help but swear.

Wang Badao held an axe in his hand and pointed it directly at Yang Shilin. His fat face was the color of liver and his beard, like pig bristles, stood upright as if they had exploded.

His whole face looked even more ferocious in the night, as if an evil spirit had descended.

But Yang Shilin was not willing to be outdone. He swung the sword in his hand and exerted force with his feet, and flew into the air.

He has long flowing hair, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, bronze arms with bulging muscles, and long, bony hands tightly grasping a long sword.

His figure is like a dragon soaring into the sky.

The sword shadow swayed, like a piece of armor protecting the dragon.

In the moonlight, the silver sword shadow flashed with a dizzying cold light and struck directly at the person riding on the horse.

Wang Badao held the axe horizontally, shook his arms and swung the axe straight towards Yang Shilin.

Sparks flew when the sword and axe collided, as the two sides had equal arm strength.

Wang Batian was riding a tall horse and was shaken back repeatedly, almost dropping the axe in his hand.

Yang Shilin flew into the air, but he had no foothold and was shaken so much that he spun several times in the air.

My arms felt a little numb when I landed.

"Haha, you little brat, you have quite the arm strength! You can actually block this attack from me."

Yang Shilin didn't say much, just stared at Wang Badao on the horse.

But he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, it seems that this guy is not a good-for-nothing, he needs to be more careful when fighting with him next time.

The two sides looked at each other for a moment before getting ready.

This time, Yang Shilin did not take the initiative to attack. He held the sword tightly in his hand and stared at Wang Badao on the horse.

The bastard did not back down at all. He swung the axe in his hand, stepped on the stirrups of his horse, and galloped towards Yang Shilin.

The axe was raised high and chopped straight towards Yang Shilin who was standing on the ground.

Yang Shilin stared at the axe, and when it came close to him, he flashed and took light steps.

Having dodged the axe, he thrust his long sword straight into the belly of Wang Badao's horse.

Wang Badao was also quick-eyed and quick-handed. He swung the axe and pulled it back slightly, with a force like sweeping away thousands of troops.

He deflected the long sword that Yang Shilin was stabbing at the horse's belly.

Yang Shilin's move was just a feint. Before the axe could touch the sword, his figure flashed past.

His eyes followed the sword, the sword pointed upwards, and with one move, it pierced Wang Badao's face.

This time, Wang Badao couldn't dodge and wanted to block it with the axe in his hand, but the thing was too long.

This guy reacted quickly. He actually held the axe handle with one hand and used the handle to block the long sword that Yang Shilin was stabbing at him.

He pulled the reins back and the horse immediately understood and backed away.

Only then did he neutralize Yang Shilin's attack, but his palms were already sweating.

Yang Shilin's sword was swept away, and he turned his body and exerted force with his feet to fly into the air.

The 7749th move makes a long sword dance into a full moon.

The sword shadow danced, whirring in the wind, and a move of Breaking the Moon hit Wang Badao who was still retreating.

Wang Badao's horse had not yet gained firm footing, so he had no strength to face Yang Shilin head-on.

The reins continued to be pulled back and the horse's feet continued to be tightened.

The horse felt pain and sped up its hooves to retreat. Wang Badao also groaned in pain in his heart.

He forced himself to hold the axe horizontally in his hand. After all, the thing in his hand weighed at least a hundred pounds.

Every time he fights with others, he can break the opponent's knuckles with just a little force.

Why is it that tonight this kid took two consecutive attacks but was only able to push him back a few steps?

There was no sign of pain on his face.

This is the first time I have encountered such a brave man. I have always been invincible.

Is it possible that my entire life's reputation will be ruined tonight by this brat?

He made up his mind and raised the axe in his hand high up, and his pair of green eyes seemed to explode.

He stared at the oncoming sword, thinking to himself, the sword is as light as a feather, and the boy flew into the air again, with no place to put his feet.

He relied on the horsepower under his hips, the hundred pounds of weight in his palms, and his extraordinary arm strength.

I don't believe that this heavy blow won't be able to smash the head of the oncoming brat into pieces, making his brain blood boil.