Life and death fight, fight ruthlessly.

Gu Qing had fought a lot in his previous life, although he had never killed anyone, but every time he fought with his life, he knew more about the experience of fighting than ordinary people.

In terms of probability, victory often belongs to those who risk their lives, and only those who are not afraid of death are eligible to live.

Of course, the preparation before the fight is also very important, and this time Gu Qing took advantage of it precisely because of the sufficient preparations.

The sharp wooden stick entered his abdomen, Yao Guitang screamed and retreated, Gu Qing was also too tired, bent over and held his knees with both hands to pant, staring at Yao Guitang's every move while panting, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

Yao Guitang paid a heavy price, and as the blood flowed more and more, he went from fear to panic, and finally showed a fierce expression.

At this time, he finally understood the situation, the strange young man in front of him was not a threat, not a joke, but really wanted his life. Now he must fight for his life, or today will be his death.

Gritting his teeth, the muscles on Yao Guitang's face trembled violently, beads of sweat fell down his cheeks, he held the sharp wooden stick inserted in his abdomen with both hands, and pulled it out with a roar, the sharp end of the wooden stick was dripping with blood, and one drop fell into the dust.

Yao Guitang tore open a piece of his shirt, intending to wrap around the bleeding wound, Gu Qing moved again, pulled out a sharp wooden stick from behind him again, and stabbed Yao Guitang fiercely.

You can't give the enemy any chance to breathe and heal, being merciful to the enemy when you are alive and dead is cruel to yourself, Gu Qing has no moves when he is desperate, he only remembers one thing, that is, stabbing at the vital points of the enemy's body, from the eyes, temples, throat, to the heart, abdomen, including the lower yin, are the focus of his attacks.

With a random stab, Yao Guitang was frightened stupidly, and kept retreating and dodging in a hurry, although he was bigger than Gu Qing's body, Gu Qing's momentum of fighting for his life had stabilized him.

His abdomen was bleeding constantly, and Yao Guitang only felt that his physical strength was gradually exhausted with the passage of blood. If you don't work hard, maybe Gu Qing's next attack will hit his vital point.

So Yao Guitang roared, struggled to block Gu Qing's stab, and then stretched out his foot and kicked forward, just kicking Gu Qing's chest, Gu Qing's body flew backwards, and the sharp wooden stick in his hand was also taken off, after falling to the ground on his back, Gu Qing's chest was burning and painful, which was the description commonly used in martial arts novels, "a sweet throat", and tried hard to swallow the sweet taste of his throat, Gu Qing knew that he might have suffered internal injuries, and that kick might break his ribs.

"You and I have no grudges, so why should you live or die?" Yao Guitang's eyes widened and he hissed: "Isn't it okay for each of us to let go of a horse today and leave a way for each other to live?" ”

Gu Qing was so tired that he couldn't lift his hands, his body was too thin and weak, and his physical strength was insufficient, and the chaotic attack just now had exhausted his physical strength.

From the beginning of his hands, Gu Qing didn't have a word of nonsense, and he didn't want to talk nonsense at this time.

Bowing slightly, he gasped for breath, Gu Qing tried to recover some of his strength while he spoke, and it was good to recover a little.

He's going to attack, and he's going to die today.

Yao Guitang talked for a long time, seeing that Gu Qing had no reaction, and then looked at Gu Qing's eyes, there was actually a smile in his eyes, but the smile was so cold, Yao Guitang's heart was also cold in an instant.

It was a pair of murderous eyes, without the slightest compromise or fear, only one word, "kill".

Yao Guitang couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile bitterly, what does this young man have to do with the old man last night? It's just that he killed an old potter by mistake, so why make a situation where he doesn't die?

The blood in his abdomen had gradually coagulated into a blood clot, which could be regarded as temporarily stopped, Yao Guitang gritted his teeth, suddenly picked up the sharp wooden stick that stabbed him from the ground, and rushed towards Gu Qing in a violent manner.

Gu Qing grinned, did not retreat but advanced, and also greeted him, and the two quickly became entangled together.

Yao Guitang's physical strength and body shape are much stronger than Gu Qing after all, after the two fought in close quarters, Yao Guitang's eyes and hands suddenly grabbed Gu Qing's neck, the force on his hand became heavier and heavier, Gu Qing's face turned purple, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, but he still stabbed Yao Guitang in the abdomen without fear, Yao Guitang screamed, the hand that grabbed Gu Qing's neck did not let go, and the other hand grabbed the sharp wooden stick in Gu Qing's hand, the weapon was controlled, the key point was controlled, Gu Qing knew that he was in a desperate situation, But he still stubbornly raised his foot and kicked Yao Guitang's abdomen fiercely, and he didn't give up on his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, he bit him and grabbed his wrist.

With no rules and no moves, the two of them have become street scoundrels fighting postures, and all weapons that can harm the enemy are used, even if they are teeth.

However, after all, it was a frail young man who faced a burly man with a strong upper body, and Gu Qing gradually felt that he was about to suffocate, and his body became more and more weak.

Perhaps, today is his own death again, Gu Qing wants to laugh, is this the shortest life crossing in history? As the paragraph said, as soon as I opened my eyes, I found that I had crossed into Wu Dalang, and Jin Lian in front of the sickbed had just finished feeding herself medicine......

Yao Guitang's face was so close to him that Gu Qing could see every hideous fold on his face, and then his vision gradually blurred, and the world in his eyes became darker and darker, as if night was falling.

When he was about to lose consciousness, Gu Qing suddenly heard Yao Guitang let out a muffled snort, and then Gu Qing found that the hand holding his neck was getting looser and looser, and finally the hand hung down weakly.

Gu Qing opened his eyes, and it took a while to regain his eyesight, and he was surprised to find that Yao Guitang had fallen to the ground, a pool of dark red blood on the ground, and behind him, there was a woman in white, holding a sharp sword in her hand, the tip of the sword drooping and dripping with blood, looking at him with concern.

Behind the woman in white, Song Gensheng's face was pale, staring at Yao Guitang on the ground, and he was constantly swinging.

Gu Qing smiled, his throat was sweet again, this time there was no need to endure it anymore, Gu Qing bent down and spit blood, and then sighed gloomily, sure enough, he was injured internally.

The woman stepped forward and said with concern, "Are you okay?" Will it die? ”

Gu Qing took a big breath, he had never felt that air was so precious. After gasping for a long time, he shook his hand: "...... Fortunately, you will probably be able to hire a professional coffin carrying team for me in the next half of the night. ”

The woman didn't understand, looked at Yao Guitang's corpse on the ground, looked at him again, and sneered: "It's really amazing, today I realized that you are actually an outlaw, dare to fight with a burly man, do you think you are an enemy of ten thousand?" ”

Gu Qing squatted down and carefully looked at Yao Guitang's corpse, the death was not miserable, it was a little regrettable, the fatal wound was a sword stabbed by the woman in white from behind him, and that sword happened to pierce his heart.

The woman's killing methods are very professional, and a fatal move will never fail. Obviously a connoisseur of murder, it's a little strange, why does such a woman intersect with herself again and again? The best place she should go is the Dragon Gate Inn or Blackwood Cliff......

"Are you sure he's dead?" Gu Qing still said suspiciously: "Why don't you make up a few more swords?" If he is alive again after we are gone, he will leave me with a great calamity, come, give me a face, and make up for a few swords. ”