"If my eldest brother was here, your puppy's life would have been gone, how could you still have the ability to call here?" Although Zhuo Bufan's hands and feet were sore, he did not admit defeat in his mouth.

"Little rabbit, do you dare to be hard-mouthed? Then I'll kill you first, and see what your big brother can do to me. A young man with a white hair dyed in front of his head squinted slightly, and a cold chill flashed in his eyes.

His surname is Liu, his name is Podong, and he is the young master of Jianmen. He was originally in charge of chasing the whereabouts of Shao Yang, and the bald guy and Zhao Gang naturally had to report it to him when they had news.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that there were people who he wanted from Young Master Liu and those who dared to rob them. Moreover, this man has clearly fallen into the disadvantage, but he is still a cooked duck with a hard mouth.

Therefore, he coldly ordered: "Kill you, and I'll go to your big brother to settle the score!" Above! ”

Hearing his words, several young men with grim expressions behind him immediately leaned forward. None of them had a narrow scimitar in their hands, and they were good at combining.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes froze, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered: "When I stop them, you will run!" If you can survive, tell my eldest brother, just say that I am not good at learning, go first! Let him take care of Uncle Guo! ”

As he spoke, he clenched the black dagger in his hand tightly, and his eyes swept tightly around the movements of the people around him.

The old boat's body behind him stiffened slightly, but immediately the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and there was a gleam in his eyes. The hand he had been shrinking moved slightly, and a little bit of sunlight seemed to flash through his fingertips.

But immediately, he saw a speeding car in the distance. So, the hand that he was about to raise fell again, and the chill in his eyes was replaced by calm and fear again.

"None of us will die, I promise." The voice of the old ship rang out.

Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows raised slightly, but before he could wonder why the old ship would answer him so affirmatively, several knives in front of him immediately slashed at him.

Zhuo Bufan screamed, pushed the old ship back, and quickly met it. Before the man arrived, the black dagger made a terrible roar. Fiercely facing one of the knifemen.

"Dang!" Sparks flew around, and the knifeman snorted and involuntarily took two steps back.

Zhuo Bufan was also stunned, and several swordsmen next to him immediately snorted coldly, waving their scimitars and attacking him on the left and right sides. These people have vicious eyes, and the timing of their shots is very sophisticated, and they are obviously veterans with unusually rich experience in fighting.

Zhuo Bufan's best way at this time was to retreat, out of the range of the opponent's scimitar.

But he also knew that if he retreated at this time, he would immediately fall into the combined attack of these people, and then he would want to fight hard, and it would not be easy to pull a cushion on his back.

Therefore, he stubbornly stopped his urge to retreat, kicked his feet on the ground, and his body flew up like a spinning javelin flying out, and then threw it fiercely.

The jingle sound kept ringing, and the dagger in Zhuo Bufan's hand was too short, so he suffered a little at this time. It's just that in the blink of an eye, there were two more wounds on his body, but after all, he still broke through the interception of those swordsmen, rushed to the side of the swordsman who was shocked back by him, and then, with a very gentle movement, unceremoniously stabbed the knife into the other party's stomach.

With a muffled snort, the price Zhuo Bufan paid for this was that there was another wound on his body.

The remaining swordsmen roared and pounced on him. In their attack, someone actually killed their brother? Why don't they get angry, they don't go crazy, they don't go crazy!

A scimitar, mixed with their anger and madness, slashed towards Zhuo Bufan. Although Zhuo Bufan tried hard to parry, a large piece of skin and flesh was still cut off from his thigh by a knifeman.

And his counterattack also made the other party very uncomfortable, the black dagger was like a poisonous snake and pulled a deep hole in the opponent's wrist, revealing white flesh, and the swordsman who was hurting retreated to the side, losing the ability to fight.

However, after Zhuo Bufan was injured in his leg, it was a little inconvenient to dodge, so he had two more wounds on his body.

Panting violently, Zhuo Bufan held a black dagger in his hand, standing proudly and stubbornly like a lone pine on the top of the cliff. Squinting slightly, he stared coldly at the swordsmen.

Even in terms of personal strength, these people are not much worse than him, let alone joining forces?

Zhuo Bufan sighed secretly in his heart, he knew that he was very likely to hate this today.

As soon as this thought came to him, he felt that his body was sore and swollen, and the bones in his body were about to crack, and he could hardly stand up.

Secretly biting his tongue fiercely, opening his mouth to protrude a mouthful of bloody saliva, Zhuo Bufan gasped and grinned: "If my eldest brother was here, these wastes would have become corpses long ago!" ”

"Little bastard, you toad eats the sky, what a big breath! What about your eldest brother, if you let him come out, Lao Tzu wants to see and understand, what ability does he have to save you out! Liu Podong said viciously.

"As you wish!" The cold, as if blowing from hell, suddenly blew in his ears, bringing out a cold and eerie breath of death.

At the same time as this voice sounded, it was a figure of a little brother of the Sword Gate who slowly fell.

Han Yu, dressed in a black windbreaker, stood there with a face as heavy as water, full of coldness.

"Who?" Liu Podong raised his head violently.

The swordsmen also stared at Han Yu one after another.

Han Yu slowly walked towards Zhuo Bufan: "Didn't you keep looking for me just now?" I am the big brother in his mouth, the waste in your mouth. ”

"He's my brother, you don't have the right to move! He's my friend, and you're not qualified to move! Han Yu walked into the encirclement of those swordsmen without paying attention, stood beside Zhuo Bufan, pointed to the old ship, and a gray mockery flashed in his dark eyes.

At this time, he seemed to be the god of death who ruled life and death and controlled everything, domineering and rampant announcing his meaning.

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about, huh?" Liu Podong glanced around, and saw that Han Yu came alone, and his courage suddenly grew again, he squinted and said, "I'm not qualified?" I hope to wait a while, you don't kneel in front of Lao Tzu and beg for mercy. ”

Han Yu closed his mouth directly, not giving any face.

"Big brother!" The corners of Zhuo Bufan's mouth moved, from thinking that he was going to die to suddenly seeing a savior, in just a moment, he seemed to feel the cycle of life and death.

At this time, he only felt that there were countless things he wanted to say to Han Yu, at least, he wanted to hug Han Yu and yell a few times, but in the end, he just shouted calmly and even a little flatly, big brother.

Big brother, just two words, but it contains the friendship and strength that he is willing to use his life to maintain and interpret.

Some people call the eldest brother for a lifetime, but he has no brothers. And although some people have been shouting for a few days, he has put these two words in his heart.

Zhuo Bufan clearly belongs to the latter.

Han Yu raised his hand, gently supported him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with me, no one can hurt you." ”

"Take him with you." The old boat also came over and said softly: "They want to find Shao Yang through me, and they won't really hurt me." ”

"He, I'm going to take it, and you and I won't stay." Han Yu said calmly.

The old boat showed a wry smile, rubbed his somewhat old nose, and the skin on his face wrinkled slightly: "With two people, how are you still going?" ”

Han Yu glanced at him deeply, and the extremely penetrating deep gaze made the old boat's eyes shrink for a moment. He muttered to himself, could he have found something?

Han Yu retracted his gaze and spit out a few words flatly: "Kill them all, it's not enough." ”

Kill them all, can't you? The old boat looked at the few swordsmen around him, and the more than twenty elites of the Sword Sect, and couldn't help but shudder.

If he wasn't bragging, then this killing surname, this means......

The old boat lowered his head slightly, and a look of excitement and appreciation gradually appeared in his hidden eyes......

Over there, Liu Podong almost exploded his lungs! The lock of white hair on his forehead danced in the wind, and he was a little angry: "Come on, give it to me, let me kill these two pretending goods!" Fuck, I've seen someone pretending to be forced, but I've never fucking seen someone who can pretend to be forced like this! I'd like to see how he kills us!" ”

Han Yu over there was originally very lazy, standing there relaxed, hearing this, his eyes suddenly froze, and the whole person was like a lazy lion suddenly bursting up, the spine of his body was like a bowstring in an instant, and the force of his feet was transmitted to his waist and hips, and it was transmitted through the spine, Han Yu's body was slightly tilted, and his right leg was like a cannonball bursting out, crossing an arc......