The speed of the Sword of Evil was so fast that I couldn't dodge it even though I had been prepared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Poof!"

The sound of a sharp object inserting into my flesh was heard, and at the same time, I felt a piercing pain that made me sit on the ground with my butt on the ground, sweat dripping down.

I picked up my left calf and took a look, only to see that the black hilt of the Evil Sword was almost completely submerged, and the exposed section was buzzing and trembling, which showed how powerful the kick of "Han Xiaolin" was!

His uncle's! Before the war started, a leg was wasted, how can this battle be fought?

Han Xiaolin's natal soul saw that I was injured, and her face was distorted by stimulation, her eyes were red, and she picked up her left arm and hit her right arm, looking like she was self-harming.

As the saying goes, the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot two. After two blows to both arms, the right arm grabbed the left arm fiercely.

Immediately, Han Xiaolin's body seemed to tremble, she sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes.

Taking advantage of Han Xiaolin's lack of chasing, I hurriedly pulled the evil sword hard, trying to pull it out, but what made my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys hurt all the time, as long as I moved it, I was trembling with pain, and then I realized that the ones in the TV series who pulled the arrows off their bodies at every turn were simply nonsense, completely out of fact.

When I was sitting on the ground grinning in pain, I saw a figure suddenly flash to my side, stretched out his hand and held it on the hilt of the evil sword, and the next second, the hand pulled out the evil sword from my leg without hesitation, and a stream of blood arrows came out.

"Ah......h

"It's clear." Wang Yu gave me an angry look, and threw the evil sword in his hand beside me.

After that, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the mixed yuan stick flew back into his hand handsomely.

Wang Yu held the mixed yuan stick, staggered towards Han Xiaolin, looking at the thin and staggering back in front of me, I gritted my teeth and stood up, he was so seriously injured that he didn't fall, my leg is just a small hole, as for it?

But though the hole is small, there is a lot of blood, and if it continues like this, sooner or later I will die of excessive bleeding. I can also draw hemostatic charms, but at this time it is obviously unrealistic for me to sit on the ground and draw talismans seriously, I suddenly had an idea, and remembered the hemostatic charm of Tang Bozhou when the corpse was crushed, why don't I try it?

Thinking of this, I held my breath and condensed, recalling the fighting trick when Tang Bozhou recited this mantra at that time, and said loudly: "The sun comes out with a drop of oil, and the golden whip in his hand rides the bull, and he shouts three times to order the long flowing water, and the blood does not flow when he points to the red door, and the old man is as anxious as the law!" ”

It's really amazing, within a few seconds of me chanting the mantra, the amount of bleeding from the wound has decreased significantly, and it has a tendency to coagulate.

My eyes lit up suddenly, this spell is really a good thing, it's just high-tech, with this craft to open a clinic or something, you can make a lot of money by stopping bleeding for people.

Hey, what are you thinking, what time is it now, and you still have the heart to think about all this nonsense? I despised myself fiercely, pinched the sword that hurt me, but trembled, and walked in the direction of Han Xiaolin and Wang Yu.

"Don't come here and mess with me!" Wang Yu heard my footsteps, and said without looking back, his words were extremely mean.

Ma De, Lao Tzu is rare in the past? Hearing him say this, I was angry, so I simply hugged my shoulders and became a spectator, I wanted to see what ability he had to subdue Han Xiaolin.