Long before he spoke, Ji Luo had already vaguely guessed this possibility, so there was no great surprise or surprise on Wen Yan's face, but the frowning eyebrows were tightened and deepened, and the thin lips were tightly pursed into a cold straight line.

"Even if you are defeated by a group of men, you dare to speak wildly?"

He sneered, and spat out a word with disdain in his thin lips, and made a loud noise.

In the darkness, several burly men with long swords suddenly came out, standing in front of him coldly, as if they would not give up until they got rid of him, the so-called big devil.

"No matter how high your martial arts are, two fists are invincible to four hands, not to mention that you are seriously injured now, do you still think that you are the demon of the mighty rivers and lakes in the past?" The other party also sneered back, "If you were really so confident, you wouldn't have been hiding for so long, would you?" ”

The corners of Ji Luo's lips slanted coldly, "You also know that this seat is a powerful river, so you dare to attack at this time." It's also thanks to you for being embarrassed to say that you are the right way in martial arts, and your cheeks are really thick, which impresses this seat! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, today next year is your death date, don't think you can escape this time!"

Before he could finish speaking, the sharp tip of the sword stabbed straight at him.

Although Ji Luo said that his serious injuries had not healed, his martial arts foundation was there after all, and his body had improved in the past few days of recuperation, so he did not have a hard time dealing with it at first, and even aimed at the person with the weakest martial arts on the other side and snatched the sword.

Two fists are hard to beat four, indeed, so he must at least find a weapon that will be beneficial to himself.

One to five, if it was him, it would be no problem at all, but now the injury on his body is too serious, so the long-term vigorous action will inevitably cause the wound to burst, and the other party obviously sees this, so he is not in a hurry to fight with him at all, every move is to defend as an attack, and he is simply dragging time, waiting for the moment when he can't hold on......

How could Ji Luo not know their thoughts, but Rao is his moves are fierce, and he is still slowly unable to support his body.

Until the opponent's sword stabbed him again, and his arms and chests were cut open, Ji Luo still looked expressionless, not even frowning, and he couldn't see half of the pain, like a fighter without pain.

The other party looked at him as if he was dying, so he sped up his movements, and the moves and movements in his hands became sharp.

The four of them continued to surround them, but one of them had already wandered outside their battle circle, Ji Luo's eyes squinted at the past, of course, he didn't notice this, but at this moment, he had no time to doppelganger.

The man who had wandered away stabbed him with a cold sword in his hand......

Seeing that the tip of the cold light was about to sink into his body, but in an instant, he only heard the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh and piercing the bones, but there was no unexpected pain at all.

And the four probably thought that he had been subdued, so their movements were a few beats slower, Ji Luo took advantage of this interval to pass by a sword, and swung back the four people opposite, plus the woman who was close to his back suddenly threw out a smoke bomb to obscure the sight of the person behind him, so although it was difficult but dangerous, the two avoided those killing moves and escaped from the attack......

When Ji Luo saw that face, his expression froze for a moment