Didn't I tell you to hide outside? What are you doing? etc...... What did you call me?!"

Gumen, who woke up in a coma, looked at the girl beside him with a suspicious expression, as well as the two empty needles in her hands, and suddenly, he noticed the inexplicable strength surging up and down his body, and even his own speed of speech began to increase strangely at this time.

"Uh...... Adrenaline?The two who were in the police station last time came in handy. Winged Bird shook the needle in embarrassment, "It looks like it works, your heart stopped beating just now." ”

"How did you get me out, teacher?" Because the pain was moderately reduced, Gumen could now even roll over directly on the ground, but the sharp pain from his abdomen almost made him kneel on the ground again, he looked up, and saw that he was currently in the courtyard outside the dojo, and at this time, the courtyard full of elegance and wind was already full of messes, and a long trail of blood was extending from under him into the dojo.

"Teacher, you mean the old man with the knife, right? He was muttering about to cut off your head just now, Han Fei just arrived, and now he is fighting with him in the house, but no matter how you look at it, he is in a state of disadvantage, and then I took advantage of the two of them to fight and dragged you out, then again, uncle, you are really going to die." The winged bird wiped the blood on his hand casually, and then held Gumen's arm and said, "How about it, do you want to retreat first?" I have seen the injury in your abdomen just now, it is definitely not a minor injury that can force another fight, you must go for treatment!"

"Han Fei is absolutely no match for my teacher, and now I am the only one who can stop him. A trace of cold sweat slowly oozing from the corners of his forehead, relying on the addition of adrenaline, Gumen pulled out Muramasa and used it as a crutch to support his body, "Girl, do you have any bandages, or cloth or something?"

"Bandages? I've told you all, you're hurt—"

Before the winged bird finished speaking, he saw that the screen of the dojo was suddenly drenched in a large area of blood rain in an instant, and then a sword roar like a terrible ghost roared out, and the gate exploded, and a bloody figure rolled out of it, and smashed heavily into the courtyard under the stone steps.

"That's ...... Han Fei?!"

The smoke and dust dissipated, and when the two saw the figure clearly, the winged bird couldn't help but exclaim, and then was about to get up to rescue it, but the lonely door suddenly pulled her back behind her, and the next second, I saw a scarlet straight knife light slashing out in the dojo, and went straight towards Han Fei who was lying on the ground. I saw him gasping and staggering back, the surface of his body was already full of terrifying knife marks that were deep into his bones, if it weren't for Han Fei's unusually hard bones, I am afraid that he would have been cut into countless pieces by now.

"What, beast, do you want to be beheaded again?"

The old man's voice sounded slowly, and at the smashed gate of the dojo, the scarlet blade was the first to poke out, and then, the demonic figure of the new sword reappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the surrounding air became more and more cold and piercing with the appearance of that figure.

"Uh-huh...... "A large amount of blood was spilling out from the knife wound in his throat, although his vocal cords and trachea were destroyed, Han Fei didn't seem to have given up his intention to scold back, but what came out of his mouth at this time was just the echo of blood pouring into the air cavity.......

"Then ......" The eagle-like gaze slowly moved, past the figure of the short-haired girl, and the eyes of the knife were locked on the pale Gumen, "Gumen, sure enough, that knife is not enough to kill you." ”

"It's the teacher's mercy. Gumen tightly covered his abdomen with his left hand, trying not to let the internal organs flow out of his body at the wound, while his right hand held the long knife diagonally and gently tapped it with the tip of the knife on the stone road under his feet, "Since the student was lucky enough to dodge the mortal sword, can the teacher give the student another chance to prepare for the second round?"

“…… Oh?" the white eyebrows twitched slightly, and for some reason, a smile appeared at the corner of the knife Zhai's mouth, "Gumen, do you think that the old man will have pity for this kind of initiative to show weakness?"

"I'm not so naïve, it's just that I want to make a bet with the teacher. With the excessive blood loss, Gumen's face became more and more pale, but he still kept his calm brain and said to the old man, "The last time I fought against the teacher's true sword, the final battle situation was a draw, and this time, I will do my best to let the teacher really usher in a [defeat], if the teacher can give me a chance." ”

In the courtyard, everyone fell silent because of what Gumen said, the old man pondered on the spot, Gumen gasped slightly, Han Fei covered his throat and was speechless, and the winged bird looked left and right.

As long as there is one thought, the other three people present will be shattered by the new free knife slash.

Everyone was waiting for the sword demon to respond.

“…… Are you saying that if you are given another chance, you will be able to kill the old man and me?" Under the white beard, he laughed heartily like never before, as if he had heard some comical joke, and the old man with white hair even laughed with tears in the corner of his eyes.

"That's right. Standing with a pestle in one hand, Gumen covered his wounds, and then calmly responded.

"Okay, give you a minute. The long scarlet knife was stuck in the floor beside him, and he sat cross-legged on the spot, then stretched out a large roll of white gauze from the sleeve of his robe and threw it into the arms of the winged bird, under the latter's puzzled gaze, he slowly spoke, "You want to deal with the wound in the abdomen first in order not to affect the knife, right?" ”

"More than enough. Hearing this, Gumen gritted his teeth and removed all the clothes on his upper body, the dried blood had already made it stick to his skin, so when he took it off, it would cause most of the wounds that had not healed to tear again. When his entire upper body was exhausted, Gumen reluctantly raised his arms, and then quickly said to the winged bird, "Quick, wrap that gauze around my entire waist and wrap it tightly, so that even if the wound is serious, the internal organs will not flow out halfway." ”

"Don't you think this is too heavy for a girl? I see your intestines, uncle......" Although the mouth has been broken and thought, but in fact, the winged bird has been wrapping the white cloth for the lonely door as fast as it can all the time, when the gauze is completely exhausted, the lonely door patted the thick soft armor on his waist, and then reached out and took out a can of wine in the trench coat, this is a pot of spirits given by Gamo before leaving in Texas, and now it is just in handy, I saw that the lonely door first poured a sip, and then squirted a sip of wine mist towards the cloth around his abdomen, under the wonderful effect, the white cloth that was already tightly wrapped became even tighter under the condition of being stained with water vapor。

"A minute has come. ”

The knife that had been closed opened his eyes again, his legs slowly stood up, his thin hand grasped the handle of the knife nailed to the floor, and then suddenly pulled it out in the middle of a piece of sawdust, and the old man gradually walked down the steps, and came to a distance of about ten steps in front of the lonely door.

"Just right. ”

Lone Gate patted the winged bird on the shoulder and waved it back away, while he himself regained his grip on his sword, crouching as a precursor to his attack. On his ** and scarred back, the joints of the vertebrae began to protrude due to the excessive arching of the waist, but to the old man's surprise, the disciple in front of him was no longer as imposing as Fang Cai, nor as calm and numb as earlier, and in his body, a new feeling was gradually eroding the boundless demonic nature of Drawing Daozhai.

What's going on?

Could it be that there is a third personality?

Just as he was drawing his sword and thinking about it, the lonely door tapped twice on the sword as if reminding, and the old man turned around to look at his disciple, and the latter said to him coldly, "The sword man fights, and the thing in his eyes can only have the sword in his hand and the target that will be slashed, and there are too many distracting thoughts on your sword." ”

What the?

This kid...... Are you teaching me a lesson?

Pulling out Daozhai looked at the eyes of the lonely door in astonishment, and in the eyes of the latter, there was now a wave of killing intent like mountain rain was about to come.

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