Easily eliminated the two members of the Golden Dragon Gang who wanted to rob him, Xiao Yu slowly got up.

Drops of blood rolled down the blade, and all of them fell to the cold ground, shattering to pieces.

The knife wound on the shoulder was wrapped twice with strips of cloth, and you could see that it was soaked in crimson underneath.

This injury is not heavy, but it can't be said to be easy, if you recuperate overnight behind closed doors, use the aura to dissolve the yin poisonous aura attached to the knife, and no matter how good it is, it is not difficult to heal.

It's just that Xiao Yu can't wait that long.

If he couldn't slash the last Jin Wuwei tonight, he didn't know if he would have another chance in the future.

Only at night in the West Side can such wanton killings be possible.

If they wait for them to leave the West Side and want to take their lives, it will be more difficult.

Holding his right hand, which was somewhat numb, Xiao Yu changed the knife to his left hand and hid it back in the cloak.

The eyes under the hood were still clear, without the slightest look of madness or bloodlust.

He didn't know that Chu Laosan, the leader of this team of Jin Wuwei, had survived in the Western District for a while, but even if he knew, he might have been too surprised.

The slender short knife designed to assassinate in the dark has said a lot about it.

Xiao Yu looked around, those Jin Wuwei were not nearby, and the Qi of the Fifth Heaven of Chu Laosan's Martial Master did not appear in his perception.

"Have they given up the pursuit of me?" Xiao Yu put on his hood, discerned the direction, and began to run wildly under the night.

He ran fast, thinking as he ran, how should he take the life of the last Jin Wuwei without losing his life?

It was almost time, and the hazy moon was peeking out of the clouds, and the dim moonlight in the western area was a little clearer.

Xiao Yu's figure swept by, the moonlight sprinkled, and his shadow appeared from time to time on the streets and house walls, and then flashed.

At one point, the shadows on the wall changed from one to two.

Xiao Yu twisted around, stepped heavily on the wall, and the whole person defied gravity and squatted on the wall perpendicular to the ground.

Then, without pause, his whole body shot out like a cannonball, and the dagger came out from under his cloak.

Sonorous!

A bit of a dazzling spark erupted in the dimness, an instantaneous burst of light from the collision of two sharp weapons.

With the help of sparks and moonlight, Xiao Yu saw Jin Wuwei's expression gloomy and his eyes full of resentment.

The two were staggered, each lying on the ground, staring at each other.

"You stinky boy, you still have a bit of a doorway. The Jin Wuwei smiled coldly, the dagger in his hand slashed the ground, and a piercing sound sounded, "Remember my name, my name is Han Bing, because you are going to die in my hands." ”

Martial Master Four Heavens, this is the qi he revealed.

Yuri City is worthy of the name of the imperial capital of the Suzaku Dynasty, even if it is just an ordinary Jinwuwei guarding the city at the gate of the city, it is located at the bottom of the entire huge bureaucratic system, but it still has the strength of the martial arts realm.

In this comparison, those Jin Wuwei in Qianfeng Country are undoubtedly real shrimp and miscellaneous fish.

Han Bing, who was very confident in his strength, stared at Xiao Yu tightly, with a deep cloak and a wide hood, he couldn't see his figure.

I could only see a short knife with a dark color, and when I flipped it lightly, the dim moonlight reflected on it, making the latter blurry and vaguely hidden in the darkness.

"Kill the five of us, I have to say the last sentence, what a fuck!" Han Bing's mouth grinned, and quickly returned to a vicious arc, "But that's the end of it, those conspiracy tricks of yours are here."

It doesn't work at all!"

"Facing the enemy, you, the Martial Artist Nine Heavens, are not my opponent at all!" he held the dagger sideways in front of him, his tone tinged with disdain.

"What conspiracy trick did I use?" Xiao Yu felt that Han Bing's qi was completely locked on him, and even if he wanted to get out of the battle at this moment, he couldn't dodge it.

What's more, he didn't want to hide at all.

"A despicable villain who only hides in the dark and sneaks up on the attack!" Han Bing slammed a sip to the ground and stared at Xiao Yu with disdain, "Presumably the other dead people, you are all concocted like this!"

"You say yes, yes. Xiao Yu's tone was calm, not wanting to argue with this person, the short knife was held in his hand, held it at his side, and lowered his body towards the ground.

Both of them were silent, silent for a few seconds, and then instantly shot out like sharp arrows!

The dagger and the dagger collided together, and sparks flew everywhere!

After a short moment of fighting, the two figures separated again, retreated violently, and fell to the ground again, staring at each other.

A long cut was made on Han Bing's chest, and a red line appeared on the skin near the heart, the red line became thicker and thicker, and dense blood beads oozed out, a piece of red,

But that's the end of it, such a scar is not painful at all for a martial artist of the Quadruple Heaven Realm.

Xiao Yu's hood had been lifted, and there was a narrow wound on his face, almost hurting his eyes.

Both sides almost took the other's vital point, and dodged when there was no room for it.

Feeling the strength that Xiao Yu did not lose to himself after the short knife, Han Bing was taken aback in his heart, the face under the hood was a little younger than he imagined.

Who would have thought that the arrogant murderers who had forced them to such a point would be so young?

"Stinky boy, since you've already shown your face, then you don't want to stay in this Imperial Sun City!" Han Bing said with a cruel smile, "As long as you dare to take half a step out of the Western District, the overwhelming sea capture documents will stone you to death!"

The snake head tattoo on his left hand seemed to be twisted, Xiao Yu's wrist flipped, and the short knife changed from a reverse grip to a positive grip.

"You'd better take care of yourself first. He said lightly and rushed towards Han Bing again!

The two fought for a long time this time before their bodies separated again.

This time, Han Bing had a lot of scars on his body, the blood had already stained most of his body, and his breathing was much heavier.

Xiao Yu's panting sound on the other side was much heavier and faster than his, and the left hand holding the short knife kept blood crawling out of the cuff crookedly, staining the black snake head on it with blood.

Before Han Bing could figure out why this kid who was not yet in the realm of a martial artist could swing such a sharp sword, he was surprised to see Xiao Yu rushing towards him again!

He stepped forward and slammed into Han Bing's arms tightly, grabbing Han Bing's shoulder with one hand, and holding a short knife in the other hand and constantly stabbing the latter's body!

The two of them were so close to each other that they couldn't use any big opening and closing moves, and Han Bing even felt that the hand on his shoulder contained a majestic power like the sea, making him unable to break free at all.

He smiled coldly, the dagger in his hand was not allowed, and he also stabbed towards Xiao Yu's body.

They were like two reckless men in the market looking for a brawl, stabbing and stabbing each other with knives and daggers, and they didn't dodge at all.

Bang!

Han Bing's body slammed into a wall, and then Xiao Yu pounced on him fiercely, and the short knife in his hand was silently inserted.

Han Bing lowered his head slightly, looking at Xiao Yu's unchanged expression and Ning Ding in his eyes, a trace of fear and fear finally appeared in his heart.

He spat out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with a lot of tiny minced flesh, and the dagger in his hand hung down weakly, unable to stab into Xiao Yu's chest again.

Xiao Yu was in intense pain all over his body, but the hand holding the knife was still steady and powerful, and it spun in a full circle in Han Bing's body, and then he slowly pulled out the knife.

Han Bing's eyes were blank and he fell down the wall.

This martial artist, who had cultivated to the Quadruple Heavens, had no time to use a series of exquisite mastery that he had mastered, and he was stabbed into a sieve by Xiao Yu's rogue play.

Xiao Yu was also stabbed a lot, as long as he moved slightly, the blood would gush out, and it was terrifying.

And yet he was still standing.

And Han Bing has already fallen.

The dagger was slender and narrow, and the short knife in Xiao Yu's hand was twice as big as it.

"Sea Fishing Official Document...... If you don't have the life to go out, how can you draw my face?"

Zixiao's aura surged, stopping all the wounds from bleeding, Xiao Yu coughed twice, slowly put on his hood, and walked away.

The dead Han Bing had nothing to do with the chickpeus, but since he was in Xiao Yu's way, he was the enemy.

Han Bing, who cultivated as a Gundam Martial Master Fifth Heaven, was still a tricky trouble for Xiao Yu to solve.

Xiao Yu was able to fall from the sky and split the body of the Triple Heaven Martial Master with a single sword, but it would still be very difficult to face the Quadruple Heaven Martial Master, after all, he was still in the realm of martial artists.

Fighting for your life like this with Han Bing may not be the best way, but it is undoubtedly the fastest way.

Every minute the night in the West End gets thicker, the more things happen.

If you wait until dawn and then want to give it a go, you won't have a chance.

The huge fight in front of everyone's eyes is undoubtedly provoking the entire Xicheng.

The hazy moon burrowed back into the black clouds, leaving only a ring of misty light.

On a high wall, Wang Jia was alone, sitting motionless on it.

said that he was motionless, but in fact, if you look closely, you can find that Wang Jia's body is still shaking.

His face was gloomy, and his brows were full of fear, and he would scream in fright at the slightest disturbance around him.

Strangely, even if he was so scared, he had no intention of leaving the wall.

It was as if there was some threat of death in the shadows, forcing him to leave.

Wang Jia's teeth were chattering, and he kept making a "gurgling" sound, and his two eyes were looking around in a panic, as if something would suddenly burst out of every darkness.

It's no wonder that he is so afraid, the killing god he is about to face has already taken the lives of five of his colleagues.

In addition to fear, there was also a strong resentment in his heart.

Hate yourself for being so bad about that young man during the day.

Hate the captain Chu Laosan without the slightest pity.

He was used as bait to seduce the man into taking his own life.

He prayed in his heart that the guy would never come, such an obvious killing situation, everyone could see that there must be something in it.

I just sold that person's demon beast to the Ye family, and now that the five chickpeas have been taken back, it is necessary to take his life?

"Five people have died, enough, enough......" he said to himself.

There was a wind blowing.

The corners of Wang Jia's eyes twitched.

A dark cloak appeared behind him, a sharp blade lightly pressed against his neck, and a voice as cold as ice:

"With you, it's enough to be the last one. ”

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