Behind the pickup truck, Zhao Miao tightly guarded Zhao Tian's body, and when those bullets flew upside down, a rifle bullet hit his thigh through the pickup, and he held his thigh tightly with one hand, and blood continued to flow out of his fingers, staining the entire palm red.

Fortunately, he had a pickup truck as a shield to block most of the impact, otherwise this leg would have been broken.

He tried his best to keep his voice down, his lips trembling: "Young master, run, that kid on the other side is crazy......"

Zhao Ha only found the gunshot wound on Zhao Miao's leg at this time, and hurriedly took off his combat uniform, took off the cotton short sleeves inside and tied it to Zhao Miao's leg: "Look at the injury is not very serious, you hold on first, the armored troops will arrive soon." ”

"It's useless, it's going to take at least five minutes for the armored troops. Zhao Miao smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I guess this kid can't deal with Bai Ye, you go first." ”

Zhao Ha glanced in the direction of Bai Ye through the pickup, the long sword in Zong Heng's hand was varied, each sword was extremely powerful, and it was a deadly fight. But Bai Ye's sickle is also like an evil Jiao, not only quick and decisive, but also ruthless and brutal, and the slightest carelessness will be hit.

The speed of the battle between the two was extremely fast, but Zong Heng was always missing an arm and had a fatal weakness, so he was not optimistic about this battle.

At that moment, he helped Zhao Miao up: "Come, let's go together!"

Zhao Miao hurriedly shook her head: "Young master, you can't run away with me." ”

"Less nonsense!" Zhao Tian ignored Zhao Miao's objection, put his arm on his shoulder, and the two limped quickly towards the surrounding alleys.

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth, who was fighting fiercely, suddenly rose, and he laughed and mocked him to the extreme. The hilt of the knife in his hand was crossed, blocking the slashed blood sword, and then he quickly raised his leg and kicked Zong Heng's chest, directly kicking it out.

At the moment when Zong Heng flew out upside down, Bai Ye's body turned into an afterimage, and when he reappeared, he was already holding a sickle, blocking in front of Zhao Ha.

The blade exuded a cold aura and pointed at the necks of the two: "I, let you go?"

Zhao Yi helped Zhao Miao take a step back slightly, and Bai Ye's arm was sent forward, but the sickle was closer to the necks of the two. The threat of death made Zhao Ha have to stop.

Zhao Miao looked at Bai Ye with jealousy, but whispered in his mouth: "Young master...... I'll hold him back, you go!"

Saying that, he was about to break free from Zhao Ha's support and rush towards Bai Ye, but Zhao Ha hurriedly held him down. Without the superpower by their side, the lives of the two of them are like mustard, and they will be harvested by the other party at any time, so it is pointless to rush forward and die.

Zhao Ha looked at Bai Ye calmly, his steps no longer retreated, and suddenly shouted: "Zong Yu has a relic, save me!"

He only hoped that Zong Heng was the kind of person who thought of family affection and could save him for the sake of relics.

However, just as he spoke, the white leaf sickle was sent forward, and the sharp blade cut off the necks of the two of them.

Zhao Hao helped Zhao Miao and hurriedly retreated, but the other party's handle was too long, and the speed was extremely fast, and there was no way to avoid it. Just when the two of them were determined to die on the spot, a flower suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and a figure blocked in front of them.

The figure appeared so fast that it didn't even make out its appearance.

I only saw the figure holding the blood sword in one hand in front of him, and the other severed arm that had been bandaged was gushing blood again because of the excessive movement. This person is not Zong Heng, who is it?

His voice was low: "Give it to me." ”

Zhao Tian hurriedly took out a wallet from his pocket and stuffed it into Zong Heng's pocket, and said at the same time: "Our people will arrive soon, you hold on, if you can survive, come to me!"

After speaking, he helped Zhao Miao to leave quickly.

And Bai Ye didn't even look at it, but pointed at Zong Heng with a sickle: "You are, you want to die for them?"

Zong Heng looked at Bai Ye's eyes, as if he was going to cut him with a thousand knives, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Brute, I regret that I didn't kill you in the first place! I knew that it was today's ending, and I should have killed you at all costs before, even if I broke my arm again!"

But there is no regret medicine in this world, and now that Bai Ye is powerful, even if he is a white-veined superpower, he does not dare to guarantee that he can survive from the other party's hands!

Bai Ye tilted his head and looked at him in a condescending manner: "Huh...... You're glad it was those three pieces of waste that you met in the first place, not me!"

As he spoke, his arm shook, and the scythe directly struck the blood sword in the opponent's hand, and at the same time, his left arm retreated, and his five fingers were held in the void, as if he was holding the power of a thousand jun, and then smashed forward.

Zong Heng raised his sword to block the scythe, but he didn't expect the other party to attack at the same time in such a quick time, and subconsciously wanted to stretch out his right hand to bombard, only to realize that his right arm had been cut off.

This punch smashed into his face, like a broken army, if he didn't dodge, his head could be smashed.

"Fuck you!" Zong Heng burst into foul mouth, and his body quickly retreated.

As if he expected him to do this, the black gold hilt he held bloomed with a strange light, and in an instant, it turned into a chain and flew towards the opponent's ankle.

At the same time, the right arm holding the scythe slashed in front of him, and the blade crossed the border, bringing out the sound of chains, as if death was coming.

In just an instant, Bai Ye unleashed three different sets of attacks, each of which was extremely vicious and deadly.

Zong Heng retreated again and again, and he couldn't prevent it. The more he fought, the more frightened he became, this white leaf was not only ruthless, but also varied, even the moves had never been seen before, and he didn't know what the next move would be or where it would come from.

Bai Ye laughed wildly while attacking: "Hahaha, white-veined superpower, just such a little ability?"

As he spoke, the arm holding the chain pulled back suddenly, and the blade was carried high into the air by him, and then the arm shook rapidly, and the chain flew and spun around him in a rotating manner, and the huge blade flew towards Zong Heng like an evil dragon by inertia.

Zong Heng retreated again, his anger in his heart was even greater, and at the same time, he also carried a sense of grievance. What's more, you can use the sickle as a meteor hammer, and the other party is the first!

He swore that he would rather face the original three white leaves than meet the current one white leaves.

"Too weak, you're too weak, hahaha!"

Bai Ye's eyes like poisonous snakes stared at Zong Heng, and a laugh that was close to madness came out of his mouth. Approaching the tip of his toe, he quickly rushed towards Zong Heng, and at the same time, his right arm was pulled again, and the scythe that flew forward was pulled back, and after spinning in the air for a circle, he fought towards the opponent again.

Zong Heng is also a white-veined superpower, although Bai Ye's attack method is weird, but he also has no heart to fight. What's more, he witnessed his younger brother being headed by His Excellency Bai Ye, this hatred is not shared!

This time, instead of dodging Shiraba's attack, he accelerated to meet it. The five fingers that were gripping the blood sword suddenly loosened, and the blood sword immediately floated beside him.

Suddenly, the blood sword erupted with an extremely strong smell of blood, and even the sword body became a lot more red.

But that's just the beginning.

Just when the blood-colored smoke of the sword body reached its extreme, a blood sword appeared out of thin air on both sides of the blood sword. When the two blood swords appeared, two more blood swords immediately appeared.

In less than a moment, hundreds of blood swords had already appeared around Zong Heng's body, and each one was sharp, shooting towards Bai Ye like a cannonball!