Seeing that familiar face, Luo Xuening discovered that the perverted killer had a ferocious look on his ugly face. He stared at Long Moxun who was coming towards him, and his eyes seemed to have the intent to kill.

Luoxue frowned, wondering if this perverted killer knew Long Moxun. Otherwise, where did such anger and hatred come from?

However, Long Moxun glanced at the ugly and somewhat disgusting face of the perverted killer and abruptly looked away. Luo Xuening saw it clearly and a hint of disgust flashed across Long Moxun's eyes, but nothing more.

Judging from his appearance, he probably doesn't have any grudge against this perverted killer.

Before Luo Xuening had time to figure out the relationship between the two, she saw the perverted killer, holding a knife, screaming, and stabbing towards Long Moxun.

Long Moxun dodged and shot the curved knife in his hand towards Luo Xuening. Luo Xuening caught the curved knife and hurriedly looked for a place to hide.

Oh my god, I’m really worried about getting shot this way. Will I get hurt?

Luo Xuening bit her lower lip tightly. Suddenly, her eyes flashed and she thought of a brilliant idea. When the flying knife shot over, Luo Xuening raised her hands, but her hands were already entangled by the heavy iron chains.

Luo Xue Ning caught the flying knife in a somewhat loose position. The flying knife flashed and directly cut off the iron chain on Luo Xue Ning's arm. Luo Xue Ning's hand seemed to be relieved by a thousand pounds, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

On the other side, Long Moxu was fighting fiercely with the perverted killer. The perverted killer had a ferocious face and his eyes were particularly vicious.

Moreover, every move is aimed at taking your life. His moves are extremely brutal and cruel, and every move hits Long Moxun's fatal spot.

The cave was originally very small, and the perverted killer seemed to intend to drive Long Moxun out. Long Moxun naturally understood what he meant. He didn't dare to retreat. If he retreated, he was afraid that Luo Xuening would be doomed. Therefore, he could only face the cruel moves of the perverted killer head-on.

The space inside this cave is extremely depressing. The perverted killer has lived here for decades and is naturally very familiar with it. His tactics seem to be designed for such a closed and narrow space.

This kind of fighting style is what he is most familiar with and is also the most advantageous. However, for Yu Long Mo Xun, the limitation of space prevents him from fully displaying his moves, and this battle is very frustrating.

As for the secret guards he brought with him, at this time, the secret guards could not even enter the cave. This cave could only accommodate three or four people at most, so the secret guards could only wait outside.

The more Long Moxun fought, the more powerless he felt. While fighting, he was trying to slow down the perverted killer. He was waiting for an opportunity to rescue Luo Xuening first. At this moment, Luo Xuening was simply a burden here.

As for the perverted killer, he was indeed quite cunning. He could see that Long Moxun had always been taking Luo Xuening into consideration when fighting with him. He knew that this man was quite loyal.

Therefore, he pressed forward with each move, almost forcing Long Moxing to have no way to retreat. Long Moxun was inevitably injured, but for him, such a minor injury was not a big deal, he just endured it and continued to fight.

Blood dripped into the closed cave. The smell of blood filled Luo Xuening's nose. She couldn't tell whether it came from herself or Long Moxun.

However, seeing Long Moxu fighting bloody battles to save herself for the dragon, Luo Xuening felt a little distressed.

While fighting, Long Moxun did not forget to glance at Luo Xue Ning. It was obvious that he could not save himself now. Luo Xue Ning could only save herself by running away first, while they could at least delay the arrival of reinforcements.

Luo Xuening was somewhat clear about Long Moxun's thoughts, but when she took a look, she saw that there were still two large iron chains on her feet. It was not that she did not want to run, but, in the current situation, she could not run away at all.

Luo Xuening looked at Long Moxun helplessly. If it weren't for this burden, she would have run away long ago. She would definitely not stay here and become a burden to others.

Long Moxun suddenly raised his eyebrows and made a neat move. The long sword in his hand stabbed straight at the perverted killer's chest. The perverted killer naturally tried to avoid it. At this time, Long Moxun suddenly turned around and leaped in front of Luo Xuening. With a flick of the long sword, Luo Xuening's ankle chains were easily cut off by Long Moxun.

He pulled Luo Xuening's wrist and frowned, "Let's go."

With a strong swing of her hand, Luo Xuening only felt her body floating, and the whole person, like a butterfly with wings, was thrown directly out of the cave.

With a terrified shout, the secret guards outside the door used their lightness skills to catch Luo Xuening, who was still floating in the air.

Luo Xuening's face turned pale, and she felt her heart was beating in her throat.

At this time, looking back into the cave and listening to the sound of weapons clashing, Luo Xuening couldn't help feeling distressed. The martial arts of that perverted killer were indeed not weak, and his moves were fierce. It would be easy for Long Moxun to suffer losses in his hands.

Luoxue frowned and looked at the dark guard: "Hurry, go and help your master."

The secret guard nodded solemnly. Now that Luo Xue Ning had come out, the cave inside could probably accommodate someone like him.

With a light leap, Luo Xue Ning flew into the cave and found her master, Dark Guard Wu, who was fighting with the perverted killer. She quickly joined the battle.

Faced with the double attack, the perverted killer was quickly defeated.

Dark Guard Wu's martial arts were taught by Long Moxun. Wu's martial arts are not weaker than Long Moxun's, and their martial arts moves are almost identical.

Of course, apart from the Xuanming Palm, the only person in the capital who knows the Xuanming Palm is Long Moxun.

However, Long Mo Xun did not often use such tricks. He was usually willing to fight the enemy in real combat. The perverted killer, facing Long Mo Xun and Wu, who used almost the same attacks, was instantly beaten to a loss of direction.

Long Mo Xun swung his palm and swept down. The perverted killer immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest, and looked at Long Mo Xun with a ferocious face. His vision gradually blurred, and in front of him, Long Mo Xun's shadow overlapped with the shadow of the man many years ago.

They looked so alike that even the perverted man himself couldn't tell who was in front of him.

His thoughts went back to thirty years ago, and he shouted in horror: "You, it's actually you?"

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

The secret guard frowned and stared at the perverted killer with vigilance. Long Moxun hated being pointed at like that, so he snorted and slapped the perverted killer hard on the face.

Such a person would indeed dirty his hands, not to mention that the face of the man in front of him was too terrifying.

"Oh, take him out.

"What?"

The secret guard looked at the perverted killer's pimple-covered face and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He felt like he was going to vomit up his overnight meal.

Just now, when he was fighting with the perverted killer, he had not had the time to observe what the perverted killer looked like. Now, when he saw him, he was so disgusting. Well, the prince actually wanted to take him out.

An Weiwu just wanted to shout: "I can't do it."

However, no matter how much the Anwei complained, Long Moxun just looked at him coldly, and then strode out of the cave with big strides. It was obvious that Long

The dark guard gritted his teeth and stared at the perverted killer in front of him. He turned his head away with a trembling hand. Finally, he had an idea.

He raised his injured and bleeding arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, covered his chest, and staggered, staggering step by step to the entrance of the cave.

His face was solemn. Even though he was seriously injured, he still wanted to behave like a big brother.

"Jing, come here and take this killer out."

An Weijing nodded. He made a mistake today and was waiting for such an opportunity to atone for his sins. He walked into the cave with his head held high and accepted this "difficult" task.

However, Jing was probably too proud of himself. Before he entered the cave, he completely ignored the ambiguous look his own prince gave him. Until he entered the cave and saw the perverted killer lying on the ground, spitting blood. But that face was disgusting enough. Jing's face turned pale immediately.

He wanted to run, but his "injured" elder brother pushed Jing in front of the perverted killer. Then, the "injured" Anweiwu ran out of the cave, leaving Jing and the perverted killer looking at each other.

You, heartless people, bully me...

Jing wanted to cry, he also wanted to run, but he had just made a mistake. This time, if he ran again, the prince would not let him go. No, no, no, it’s not that the prince would not let him go, but that the prince would give up on him directly.

Woohoo, you all bully the weak...

Jing felt sorry for himself in his heart. It was as if he had imagined himself to be a fairy who had fallen into the devil's lair. As a grown man, his eyes were red with ashes.

Killer: "Am I that scary? You're just a bunch of cowards."