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"Bang Dang ......"

In the ward, after the most violent impact just now, it briefly returned to calm, and in the entire ward, only the wheezing breathing of three people remained, and on the top of the hospital bed, on the shelf of the potion shelf, several empty hanging bottles, kept swaying back and forth, making bursts of crashing sounds.

The white man's gaze glanced at the glass hanging bottles in front of him, and then, swept to the front of the hospital bed again, leaning on the iron pillar of the hospital bed, his face was pale, and his forehead was constantly bubbling with a yellow blade of sweat the size of a bean, and finally, on the side of his waist, a wound that was dripping blood drop by drop, and a cruel sneer floated at the corner of his mouth.

Indian Ah San didn't make any sound for the time being, and stood quietly next to the white man, looking at the yellow blade in front of him with cold eyes.

"Damned Chinese, now go to Allah and atone for your sins!"

The corners of the white man's mouth floated a trace of cruel hideousness, and his body walked towards Huang Blade's body step by step.

Huang Blade's gaze looked at the white man who was pressing towards him step by step, and there was a sad look in his eyes, he knew that this time, he must be more than lucky.

In the middle of that moment just now, he still couldn't avoid the attack of the Indian Ah San, so he hit his body with a hammer.

Originally, he had reached the end of his crossbow and was exhausted, and now that he was suffering like this, it was impossible to fight against the two terrorists in front of him again.

Alas...... Young master, I'm sorry, Huang Blade is going to disappoint you this time, and I can't protect this young man behind me! I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you anymore. The kindness between you and the master's family, and, Huang Lao, your nurturing grace, Huang Jian will repay it in the next life!

Silently in his heart, after reading it again, Huang Jian raised his head violently, and stared at the white man in front of him with a trace of fire in his eyes. His teeth clenched tightly, and his hands clenched into fists at the same time, ready for the final desperate blow!

He had already made up his mind in his heart to fight to the death at this last moment. No matter what, you have to make the other party uncomfortable!

Looking at the movements of the yellow blade, the eyes of the white man also moved slightly, and his footsteps stopped slightly.

From Huang Blade's eyes, he saw the will to die!

As a terrorist who has caused headaches for countless people around the world and is playing with his life all day long. He knew very well how terrible the power of a person was when he broke out to die. He didn't want to end up in the gutter and capsizing.

This damn Chinese man actually wants to fight to the death?

Hmph, he thought. Does he still have a chance?

The corners of the white man's mouth rose with a trace of contemptuous ridicule. At the same time, in his mind, he was running rapidly, thinking about how to let the wish of this difficult Huaxia guy be frustrated, and at the lowest cost, to get rid of this guy who was obviously already at the end of the crossbow.

"Smack!"

Just when Bai Ximan's mind was running rapidly, thinking about how to design the yellow blade, in the ward, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from the direction of the hospital bed.

In the ward, the three people couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and their eyes all looked at the hospital bed.

I saw that at the head of the hospital bed, on the potion shelf, an empty hanging bottle, in the impact just now, slipped directly out of the shelf, fell, and then smashed heavily on the hospital bed, Xiao Yi's head.

Huang Jian never thought that such a thing would happen, his heart couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and immediately, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, although this hanging bottle is not very heavy, but the current Xiao Yi is the weakest time, can he withstand it? And this hanging bottle, the position of the smashing, is not good or bad, it happens to be the position of the brain!

However, immediately, the trace of worry disappeared on his face, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

His worries are really unnecessary!

Now that we've come to this point, what's the use of thinking about what you don't have?

He definitely can't resist the two people in front of him now, and if he dies and has no protection from anyone, Xiao Yi's current situation is not a dead end?

Bai Xi man saw the movement clearly, it was just a bottle smashed on Xiao Yi's head, his gaze immediately returned to Huang Blade's body, for him, he came over to kill Xiao Yi, whether this bottle was smashed on Xiao Yi's body, whether it was smashed on the head or somewhere else, he didn't care at all, even if the glass bottle directly smashed Xiao Yi to death, it was undoubtedly the best thing for him, directly saving him from doing it, if he didn't smash it to death, of course it didn't matter, At most, he just waited and made up for it.

In short, in his eyes, Xiao Yi was already a mortal person.

"Kill!"

A fierce look flashed in the white man's eyes, and he raised his hand and waved it.

As time passed, he was no longer ready to waste time and brain cells, but decided to rush directly to make the final blow and send him to Allah, he didn't believe that with the half-dead appearance of this guy in front of him, what kind of power could burst out and hurt them.

"Smack!"

In the air, several violent true qi fluctuations, as well as a series of fierce impact sounds, the figure of the yellow blade, once again like a defeat, flew out, slammed into the wall of the ward, and then fell down fiercely.

On the other side, the figure of Indian Ah San, who rushed up first, also staggered back five or six steps in a row, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked like an incomparably wolf bèi, the hammer in his two hands had fallen to the ground, and the two hands that originally held the hammer were tightly covering his abdomen, and the corners of his mouth were also overflowing with a trace of blood.

Bai Xi's body, although there are no obvious scars, but the clothes on his body also look a little messy, his steps, also two or three steps back, before he steady, the moment he stood down, his gaze, looking at the yellow blade in front of him, showed a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

He really couldn't believe that under the circumstances just now, the person in front of him could still burst out with such terrifying lethality!

At the moment when the three forces intersected just now, he actually resisted his attack stubbornly, and at the same time hit his companion hard!

Of course, his price is obviously not small, at this moment, the corners of his mouth, and his body are all bloodstains!

Damn it!

After a while, the white man finally came back to his senses, looked at the bloodstained body, fell to the ground, had exhausted all the strength of his body, only the last breath was left, and he was still retaining the remnants of the yellow blade, and in his eyes, there was an incomparably hideous look, and he slammed his palm at him.

Young master, master, Huang Lao, goodbye in the next life!

Through the already blurred vision, looking at the hideous look of the white man, getting closer and closer, looking at his palm, like a huge five-fingered mountain, with the power of a thousand catties, pressed down in front of him, and the eyes of the yellow blade slowly closed.

The blow just now had exhausted all the power of his body, even all the potential including essence, qi, and god, at this moment, let alone resist the blow of Bai Ximan's thousand powers, even if he raised his fingers, he couldn't lift it anymore.

He could even imagine the tragic end he might face next.

With this palm, I'm afraid it's impossible for him to save a finished corpse! The whole person may be slapped into a puddle of meat under this palm!

There are no dead bodies!

This is a very vicious curse!

Huang Jian didn't expect that his life would end up like this, and he felt a little gloomy in his heart.

It's just that he thought that as long as he died, he would turn into a cloud of smoke, whether it was a whole corpse or a piece of meat, he wouldn't feel anything after all, and his mood regained peace.

Closing his eyes, his eyes began to appear like a movie, all kinds of trajectories in his life.

When he was six years old, he still remembered the first time he stood in front of the man he admired most in his life, looking at the old man who looked like a mountain......

At the age of sixteen, he successfully forged his bones, his life did not change at all, his life was still like the past ten years, every day, in the midst of crazy cultivation, his life was repeated day by day boring and tasteless......

At the age of twenty-five, he attended his first ...... Standing beside the old man, standing in front of Huang Lao, his mood was full of excitement, excitement, and anticipation...... It was also that year that he met the girl who made him feel excited for the first time, and for the first time he had something he was interested in besides cultivation......

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At the age of thirty, after five years of arduous and persistent pursuit, and through the ordinary and extraordinary love that countless people have experienced, he and her came together, and she became his wife...... In the past five years, love, and the tempering in life, have gradually matured, and his cultivation has slowly improved in the midst of setbacks again and again......

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At the age of thirty-five, his son, was born...... In five years, he gradually grew into the pillar of the Sima family, the pillar, he followed the young master every day, went south and north, and began to take on the role of defending the young master...... His strength is improving, and he is beginning to mature more......

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Today, he is forty-five......

Forty-five......

Isn't that right?

Why hasn't that palm fallen for so long?

Just in Huang Blade's mind, when he had just flashed forty-five, his thoughts suddenly stopped, and his gaze subconsciously reopened. (To be continued)