Sister live broadcast: Brother is a scumbag, he only knows how to rely on his parents

"Is it really not possible?" Little Mingxu looked at the flying ants surrounding him and the light brown leopard flying in the sky, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Even though his body was infused with spiritual energy and his cultivation level was directly raised to the sixth level of Qi training, he was still just a child.

But on the surface, he still stood there calmly, blocking everyone.

The old man has already said that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has just been restored, and there are not many people who are capable of fighting against those monsters.

If he left at this time, those people would not be able to resist at all.

So Xiao Mingxu felt that he couldn't leave.

Maybe my parents are also trapped in this group of people.

Thinking of this, his eyes became more determined.

When the people behind saw that the child did not dodge at all and just stood there straight, they became extremely anxious.

"Kid, get out of the way, those monsters are coming!"

Someone in the crowd shouted anxiously.

"Report to the sergeant, we two request to bring the child here!"

The two soldiers looked at each other and saluted the sergeant major.

The sergeant did not reply immediately because he knew that at this critical moment, if two people went there they would be committing suicide!

The child’s life is his life, and the lives of his two men are also their lives!

However, out of the duty engraved deep in his mind, he nodded.

"You guys..." Go quickly and come back quickly!

But before he could finish his words, he realized that he had lost the opportunity.

Because Xiao Mingxu has reached a very critical moment, five flying ants and two flying leopards have completely surrounded him.

Not to mention two people, even hundreds of people would not be able to break through.

Moreover, the aura of each monster is not low. If converted using human cultivation level, most of them are at the middle or late stage of Qi training.

Xiao Mingxu was looking at these monsters, his mind working rapidly.

He suddenly recalled the night when he killed the flying leopard with a worn-out sickle.

It was as if a stream of air was rushing out from the chest, and it was as if an invisible air blade was circling in the hand.

When this feeling reached its peak, he suddenly swung out the sword in his hand.

A moon-white arc of light flew towards the three nearby flying ants at high speed, as fast as lightning falling in the silent night sky.

The bodies of the three flying ants were shattered by the sword energy, like dust scattered all over the sky, unable to condense again.

Xiao Mingxu breathed a sigh of relief.

Faced with this situation, the other monsters stopped involuntarily.

But they only paused for a short while before rushing forward again.

This time, little Mingxu didn't have time to gather his sword intent. He could only rely on the method of running spiritual power that the old man had just taught him to replenish his strength and pick up the sword again.

The sight of this boy, who was only five or six years old, holding a sword and fighting with these monsters shocked the people behind him.

Even though the monsters kept getting up again and inflicting more severe wounds on the boy's body, the boy would still stand up again and again.

It seemed as if no force could defeat him.

Not even death.

The last time, when little Mingxu was bitten by a flying leopard and fell to the ground, everyone thought the boy would not survive.

Even the soldiers could only shoot with red eyes, trying their best to help the child and stop the siege from other monsters.

However, the bullets will eventually run out. Just when the sergeant fired the last bullet, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Human life is as fragile as a piece of white paper in front of these strange monsters.

They really tried their best.

That kid tried his best!

At this time, Dai Mingxu, who was lying on the ground and bitten by the monster, suddenly grabbed the long sword that fell beside him with his blood-red hands and slashed hard at the flying leopard on his body.

This sword was filled with a sharp force and pierced Feibao's body through and through.

The boy covered in blood staggered to his feet. At this moment, the monsters around him hesitated. They were just ignorant of emotions and felt fear for the first time.

Suddenly, loud cheers broke out from the crowd, one after another, expressing their heartfelt joy for the child who had snatched his life back from the brink of death.

These people no longer cared about whether it was a monster or not. According to the current situation, they were all going to die, so why not die quickly?

A strong man surrounded by soldiers suddenly picked up the gun of a soldier who had fallen to the ground. After closing his eyes for this hero, he raised his gun without hesitation and pointed it at the monsters.

The others suddenly realized something and tried their best to find weapons around them.

If you don't have a gun, find branches, stones, or even your fists!

They want to let these monsters see that humans also have blood!

The sergeant at the front looked at this group of excited ordinary people and suddenly felt a little confused.

For a moment, the retreating team suddenly stopped, but it was not because they were forced to stop, but because they took the initiative to attack.

Just when they were excited about shooting down a flying leopard, the whole sky suddenly darkened.

A huge snake head slowly poked down from the tall ancient tree, its dark single eye staring at the crowd below, making slight hissing sounds from time to time.

The voice was so close that it seemed to be lingering around everyone's ears.

The people who were so excited just now suddenly felt like they were being strangled by the neck, especially the man who picked up the gun at the first time, his eyes widened like bells!

How could there be such a huge creature?

For a moment, this sentence was the only thing that came to everyone's mind.

They already had a hard time dealing with those monsters, let alone this giant python that looked even bigger than all of them combined.

How is this played?

Did God destines them not to survive this day?

Despair spread in everyone's hearts, and even the sergeant major stopped talking.

He stood silently at the front, like a sculpture.

"Brothers, this is the last time we fight side by side."

He glanced at the brothers around him, the familiar faces there, and the ordinary people who were panicking.

"Everyone inside, listen up. We'll hold these monsters back. Try to run as far as you can! Don't look back even if some of your companions fall behind!"

he yelled.

In fact, this was also his euphemism. If a companion fell behind, it meant that the companion had been killed by the monster. Hesitation and looking back would only cost one more life.

Having said this, the sergeant raised his chest again.

"Brothers! In the past, Brother Cunrui sacrificed himself to blow up the bunker and built a monument with his blood. Today, let us use our blood and flesh to pave a wall to give these people a chance to survive!"

Every word in his voice was filled with shocking power.

The good words that were spoken around them seemed to penetrate time and space, blending into their anxiety, expectations, and unyielding souls.