Su Le was outside the tin house, he had already heard Song Xuan's screams, he hurriedly rushed towards the tin house, and before he could rush into the house, he heard Song Xuan yelling: "Danger, don't come in!" ”

Song Xuan's first reaction was to warn Su Le, and then he took a step back.

The man on the ground ejected at an astonishing speed, threw away the syringe in his hand, and the three-inch-long butterfly knife in his hand cut a comet-like light in the dark space, heading straight for Song Xuan's throat. Although Song Xuan inhaled the rancid poisonous gas first, and then his eyes were pierced by steel needles, but even under this disadvantage, he still calmed down in the shortest possible time, panicking and chaotic will only make him die earlier, although he can't see, but his hearing is still normal, the thin blade of the butterfly knife tore through the air and made a sharp whistle, although the sound was subtle, but Song Xuan could still judge the distance and trajectory of the other party's knife from the change in sound.

At the moment when the blade was close to his throat, Song Xuan's body fell backwards, and then he used his right leg to support the weight of his whole body, and his left leg kicked forward with all his might. This kick hit the opponent's chest, Song Que gathered all his strength to open the stele and crack the stone, the other party couldn't dodge, and was kicked in the chest by Song Que's kick, only to hear a click, the bones in the man's chest broke inch by inch, and the pain made the butterfly knife in his hand hang down.

Song Xuan's right leg kicked the ground, his body stood up incredibly, his fist smashed on the killer's face door like a cannonball, it was still the familiar sound of bones shattering, the man's well-defined face was smashed into a plane by Song Xuan's punch, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.

Song Xuan's warning prevented Su Le from entering the tin house, but it was not enough for Su Le to escape from danger.

Su Le saw the old woman who was cleaning up the waste slowly straightened up, and her body, which was almost bowed at a ninety-degree angle, was completely straightened, which made her figure much taller, and the old woman's hand had a strange-shaped scimitar, two feet long, and the beginning of the blade was slightly narrower about three inches, and suddenly widened to four inches at the bend of the knife head, and then narrowed downward, the whole body was as black as ink, and the blade reflected a deep purple light under the sunset.

The old woman, took a step forward, the moment the soles of her feet touched the ground, Su Le even felt the vibration of the ground, this was by no means his illusion, and then he saw that the old woman's stride quickly accelerated, and her right hand grabbed the scimitar behind her, like the tail of a poisonous snake, and rushed towards Su Le at full speed.

The original distance of nearly ten meters was quickly shortened, although it was in the middle of summer, Su Le felt a chill for no reason, he clearly realized that this chill was not because of the sudden drop in the surrounding temperature, but from the bottom of his heart, from the invisible coercion brought by the strong murderous aura of the other party to his heart.

Pressure will make some people feel frightened, while some people will have a fighting spirit because of pressure, the greater the pressure, the greater the rebound, Su Le obviously belongs to the latter, the warning sound from the tin house has made him realize that Song Xuan may have been attacked, the old woman's target is obviously not herself, if she chooses to escape, the other party will probably not chase after her, because she is dealing with Song Xuan.

Su Le vetoed the idea of escaping from the beginning, although Song Xuan only taught him a style of palming, but in Su Le's concept, even the teacher of one word is his own teacher, Su Le never hesitated in the face of right and wrong, his toes picked up an iron pipe on the ground, the iron pipe rose into the air, Su Le reached out, firmly grasped the iron pipe in his hand, and took a step to the side with his right foot. First of all, it is necessary to tie the horse step well, and unconsciously, Su Le's next step has improved by leaps and bounds, because every qiē is carried out imperceptibly, and even Su Le himself does not feel his progress.

Holding up the iron pipe with both hands, he smashed it towards the top of the old woman's gray head with the momentum of Mount Tai, Su Le did not hesitate, this is not his nature is cold-blooded, indifferent to life. Although Su Le usually giggles, his mind is far calmer and more sober than his peers, today's situation is either you die or I die, being merciful to the enemy is cruel to yourself, Song Xuan is in danger in the tin house, and his life and death are uncertain at present, if he can block the attack of this old woman, then Song Xuan's chance of survival will be greater.

The old woman's three arrow steps have already come to Su Le's face, she has a good interpretation to Su Le of what is a rabbit and a falcon, the scimitar in her hand is extremely agile to draw an arc, facing Su Le's iron pipe that is splitting down, the iron pipe with the thickness of the child's arm meets the mountain knife and is as soft as mud, oh! As soon as the ground sounded, it was cut into two parts, and a piece of iron pipe flew out, falling to the ground and rolling away with a grunt.

The iron pipe in Su Le's hand was only about one meter away, and he was amazed by the sharpness of the other party's blade, but he didn't have much time to sigh in his heart, and the iron pipe in his hand stabbed forward.

The old woman raised another knife, this knife was cut on the iron pipe, only half an inch away from Su Le's right hand, Su Le was so shocked that he stuck his tongue out halfway, and the old man didn't have time to retract it for a long time, this knife is definitely an artifact that sharpens iron like clay.

He threw the only remaining iron pipe in his hand at the old woman, who knocked the iron pipe with the back of her knife and said with a smile: "Come on!" ”

Su Le had already fled to the side while discarding the iron pipe, and the old woman did not chase after her, as Su Le expected, her main target was still Song Xuan in the iron house, and Su Le's life and death were insignificant.

But Su Le had no intention of giving up, he escaped a few steps, picked up another steel pipe from the ground, and attacked the old woman again, this steel pipe is much longer than just now, there is a way that is an inch long and an inch strong, even if your old woman's knife is sharp, it is enough for you to cut a few times.

The old woman heard the wind behind her, and her backhand was a knife, and she immediately cut off the steel pipe, and snorted coldly: "You are looking for death yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!" She turned around and decided to get rid of Su Le first, and then deal with Song Xuan.

How much courage a person can often see at the moment of life and death, although Su Le has never experienced a scene of life and death, but this kid's mentality is surprisingly calm, the three-meter-long steel pipe in his hand rotates clockwise, and the old woman's knife just sharpens the steel pipe out of a sharp tip, which makes the steel pipe in Su Le's hand become a spear.

The old woman raised the mountain opening knife, her throat let out a beast-like roar, and she threw herself at Su Le, Su Le relied on the length of the steel pipe in her hand, poked at the old woman, and the mountain knife in the old woman's hand waved one after another, puff, the knife flashed, and a cut of the severed steel pipe fell to the ground, seeing that the original three-meter-long steel pipe in Su Le's hand was only a little more than one meter left, looking at the momentum of the old woman wielding the knife, it was easier than cutting the radish herself.

Su Le was about to throw down the steel pipe and escape again, but he heard Song Xuan's voice sound: "I, Song Xuan, how can I alarm two of the five lore kills of the Little Knife Society." ”

The old woman's footsteps stopped there, she gave up and continued to chase Su Le, and slowly turned around, only to see Song Xuan's face covered with blood, and several steel needles stuck in his eyes, which looked extremely terrifying, and dragged a dying man in his left hand, and the man was dragged upside down by him, like a puddle of mud.

When the old woman saw the man's miserable condition, her chest couldn't help but rise and fall violently, and her feelings became excited.

Song Xuan said: "If I guessed correctly, you are the life-chasing knife Wei Hong, and this bastard thing is your younger brother Xiao Needle Knife Wei Qing." As soon as Song Xuan let go, Wei Qing collapsed on the ground, and then Song Xuan raised his right foot and stepped on Wei Qing's head fiercely, after the thrilling sound of bone shattering, Wei Qing's skull was flattened by Song Xuan's foot, and the red blood and white brain slurry flowed to the ground, looking shocking, and the evening breeze mixed with a strong smell of blood blew in all directions.

Wei Hong witnessed her younger brother die at Song Xuan's feet, and she was overwhelmed with grief for a while, she screamed, and rushed towards Song Xuan with a scimitar.

The first thing a master does when facing the enemy is to be calm, although Song Xuan first inhaled poisonous gas, and then suffered a plot, he still maintained enough calm in the condition of blindness, defeated Wei Qing with extraordinary martial arts, and then killed Wei Qing in front of Wei Hong with the most cruel means, not because Song Xuan's nature was cruel and bloodthirsty, but because he wanted to achieve the purpose of stimulating Wei Hong in this way.

No matter how strong a person's heart is, he can't remain calm when he witnesses the scene of his relatives being brutally killed, Wei Hong let out a long roar, and her speed of rushing forward instantly increased to the limit, and the scenery on both sides passed like a waterfall, forming countless rays of light of different colors around her, but Wei Hong's attention was not distracted by this colorful light, all the light gathered in a center, which was Song Xuan.

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