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His eyes were tearing, "Kill him and avenge his brothers!" ”

This low roar pierced the deathly silence like a thunderbolt.

The Assassin, whose eyes were red with blood, stepped forward in an almost frenzied manner.

Especially the leader, like a mad dog, clenched Su Huan.

Whenever Xian Yushu wanted to take his life, a man rushed forward and sent him to his death.

Xian Yushu has a knife in one hand, and there is less room for movement.

Therefore, when he cut the body thrown by the assassin leader in two, the blade hidden behind him and approaching Su Huan should be resolved without a move.

However, this was something that Yu Shu had not expected before swinging his sword.

The corpse, broken in two, fell to the ground, and its intestines flowed all over the ground.

Su Huan was lifted up by Xian Yushu's belt, and he raised his knife forward and opened the steel knife that was supposed to poke into Su Huan's body.

In this way, the back door of his back was opened.

Countless blades slashed at him in unison!

Su Huan saw it clearly, and shouted in a hurry, "Xianyu, back!" ”

The sword wind was whistling behind him, and Xian Yushu didn't know that the power was in danger.

But he couldn't turn around, because he couldn't expose Su Huan to that person's knife! He could only step on the corpse, forward, forward, and forward.

Even if they can't shake off the locust-like assassins behind them, at least they can't get close for a while.

The leader of the Assassins was not as skilled as Xian Yushu, but his light work had been perfected.

The pace is strange, and the figure is erratic.

Always three steps away, fleeing from the attack of Xian Yushu.

Behind Xian Yushu, three or two assassins had already chased after him.

The vicious eyes of the leader of the assassins revealed a sinister smile.

However, no one expected that in the next moment, he was pierced through his chest by a steel knife.

But it was the steel knife in Xian Yushu's hand!

He stared at the bloody hole in his chest in a daze, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Xian Yushu's mouth, and he flew forward, holding the steel knife that flew out of his chest as he fell to the ground.

Xian Yushu was dressed in a gorgeous costume, full of blood, and he couldn't distinguish the original color.

His face sank like water, and his hand holding the knife did not tremble in the slightest.

The Assassin was intimidated by his appearance of Yama demanding his life, and did not dare to act rashly.

And Su Huan, who was lying in his arms, clearly felt the slight tremor of his body and his gradually unsteady breathing.

She knew that if she continued to fight, she would be more than lucky.

And all the problems are on himself, if he didn't want to go into the city to visit, how could Xian Yushu be attacked.

If he hadn't tried to protect himself, he would have escaped long ago, and how could he be trapped here.

"Xianyu," Su Huan leaned in his ear, tilted his head slightly, and looked at his condensed side face, "You don't care about me, let's go." ”

In response to her, it was the iron arm that Xian Yushu tightened.

In the face of life and death, this man still insisted on protecting himself.

Astringency overflowed in her heart, and Su Huan didn't know whether she was moved or scared. His hands clenched Xian Yushu's waist, his face pressed against his heart, listening to his heartbeat, and facing the assassin in front of him with him.

Fighting dozens of people with one hand, there are too many wounds on Xian Yushu's body to count. He couldn't see it because he was covered in blood. As for the huge poison, because the wound was shallow, he suppressed it with internal force to prevent it from attacking.

But with the fierce fight, there were more wounds on his body, and Xian Yushu knew that he wouldn't last long.

"Why, it's scared!"

Xian Yushu swallowed the blood foam that poured up his throat, and the steel knife was stiffened, trying not to let the assassin see the flaw.

It's a pity that he can steady his hands, steady his body, and steady his voice.

But it can't hide the gradually blue lip color.

"He's dying." I don't know who shouted, "Let's fight around, and we will definitely end his life!" ”

The assassins swarmed up like locusts again, and Xian Yushu tightened the knife in his hand and sneered at the enemy.

At this moment, the head of the Assassin who rushed in front of him suddenly rolled off.

Shen Meng held a slashing knife in his hand, and rushed to kill like chopping melons and vegetables.

Su Huan exclaimed, but let out a long breath, and Xian Yushu, who was beside him, vomited out a mouthful of black blood, his body weakened, and sat on the ground.