The man who fell on Guo Yu's side was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, barely holding himself up, looking at the big man with a long knife in his hand, his face was full of disbelief.

“… No... No way! ”

Cheng Qiyang's eyes widened, "How can you still be alive if you fall into the uncle's scattered flowers and flying immortals?!" ”

Guo Yu, who also saw Yan Bo get up, sank in his heart, he stood up from the snow with his hands on his back, and looked at his companions beside him angrily.

He worked hard to be able to hold Cheng Qiyang for three breaths, and this thing really didn't disappoint him, he flew immortal with a knife and directly cut Wan Yanbo over.

Can... This comparison, after the knife, he only cared about himself and laughed, and he didn't even look at whether people were dead or not!

The more Guo Yu thought about it, the more angry he became, and after picking up Tianguo, he immediately scolded the man: "You iron waste, how can you know how to pretend, but you don't know how to mend the knife?" ”

"Didn't you think he could not die..."

Cheng Qiyang staggered to his feet, his face was a little ashamed, "My skill is a grandmaster, it stands to reason that he is still alive after being stabbed..."

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, Guo Yu picked up the qi in his body and said in a low voice: "How are you doing?" Can you still fight? ”

Cheng Qiyang grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand and said with a wry smile: "If you can, you can, but it is estimated that you will be able to exert a strength of one or two percent at most." ”

After forcibly casting the Scattered Flowers and Flying Immortals, Cheng Qiyang's originally unhealed meridians were hit again, and Fang had just suffered another knife from Yan Bo, so he was lucky to be lucky now.

Guo Yu's situation is similar to Cheng Qiyang, with the cultivation of the initial realm, he has carried the three knives of Wanyan Bo at the peak of his strength, and he has suffered a lot of internal injuries. If it weren't for the endurance that he had cultivated since childhood, I am afraid that he would have fallen down a long time ago, let alone fight again with a sword.

"But you don't have to worry."

Cheng Qiyang glanced at the big man who was already sitting cross-legged, and grinned: "Although Yan Bo is not dead, but after all, he was also firmly stabbed by my flying immortal, and his current condition is afraid that it will be worse than the two of us, otherwise, he can't be without movement for half a day." ”

As he spoke, Cheng Qiyang took a strong breath and staggered forward.

Looking at the man's actions, Guo Yu couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and open his palm at his back, "Sassy thing!" ”

"Don't worry."

Cheng Qiyang turned his head slightly, pursed his lips and chuckled: "Didn't you make up the knife, it's the same now, the shit you pulled, this ass uncle will wipe it himself!" ”

"Boom!"

The wind was howling, and the sharp knife struck the man's body suddenly, and he was still smiling, and he took two steps forward, and was slapped back with a knife.

“……”

Guo Yu silently lowered his head and looked at Cheng Qiyang, who was still vomiting blood on the ground, and didn't know whether to laugh or panic for a while.

After swinging a knife, Wan Yanbo slapped his left hand to the ground, and the whole person immediately stood up.

Due to the excessive movement, some blood splashed out, and the big man raised his hand and touched the long cut on his right shoulder, and his eyes became obscure.

If he hadn't come to his senses at the moment when Cheng Qiyang took out the knife, he would have been completely cut off.

Wan Yanbo was covered all over his body under his eyes

It was scratched and bloody, and it looked really bad.

In the past thirty years, except for the time when he escaped from Wanyan Mansion, how could he have been so embarrassed?

A wave of anger surged into his heart, and the big man grinned and smiled loudly, and that look was chilling.

"Originally, I was just going to kill you, the lost dog, here, but now I've changed my mind."

Wan Yanbo looked at Cheng Qiyang, who was struggling to get up, and said with a cruel smile: "With such a good-looking face, it's a pity to kill it directly." In that huge royal city, there are many people who covet your brother and sister's body. Why don't I take you back and throw you to the nobles who like to prostitute children. It was also a great pleasure to watch the former prince of Northern Xinjiang crying and begging for mercy under a group of old men. ”

"Sound no? I'll just say it. ”

Guo Yu pulled the man next to him, and he said with a smile: "Sure enough, someone wants to stab you with the little brother." ”

"Uncle is good-looking and charming, you can't envy it."

"Who would envy this thing..."

Cheng Qiyang snorted twice, he wiped a handful of blood stains on his chin, and asked, "What should I do next?" ”

Guo Yu frowned and did not answer.

If you continue to fight, it will not be possible, although Wan Yanbo looks not lightly injured, but it is estimated that it is much better than the two of them.

It took a lot of time left and right, and I thought that Huang Qing and they had already gone far, so it would be better to...

Guo Yu looked at Cheng Qiyang, the two glanced at each other, and then nodded together.

"Slipped!"

The two of them mobilized the remaining true qi, turned around sharply, spread their legs and ran.

"Run?"

Wan Yanbo sneered, chased after him with a knife, and rushed behind Guo Yu and the others in an instant.

Seeing that the fat man behind him was about to catch up, Guo Yu and Cheng Qiyang were both shocked.

If Takeo had used his qi machine to run with all his might, his speed would not be much slower than that of an ordinary horse. And Guo Yu and the others are both light, and they run even faster.

It was precisely because of this that the two dared to stay and try to stop Yan Bo. After all, if you can't beat it, you can still run, even if Yan Bo's horse is fast, it is impossible for the black light to outrun the two of them.

But what Guo Yu and Cheng Qiyang didn't expect was that this fat pig-like Wan Yanbo was even faster than them!

The hearts of the two sank, and at the same time they stopped their steps and turned around, each swinging the blade in his hand towards the chasing man.

"Click!"

The magnificent sword light swept up, and with a crisp sound, the slender brute knife broke in two.

"Poof!"

The two people who shot turned white, and they spat blood in unison and fell backwards.

Looking at Guo Yu and Cheng Qiyang, who vomited blood and fell back, Wan Yanbo smiled with contempt.

Specific speed?

Back then, the Wanyan family spent a lot of money to buy his head, and for a long time he was living in the pursuit of being killed, and as long as the speed was a little slower, he would lose his life.

When he ran for his life on the snowfield, these two people were afraid that they were not born yet, and they deserved to compete with him in speed?

Wan Yanbo walked up to Cheng Qiyang with a smile, looking at the man who was lying on his back in the snow, and the big man bowed

leaned down, pinched his white neck, and then picked it up.

The face of the person who was pinched by his hand gradually turned blue, and the whole person struggled weakly. Looking at this scene, Wan Yanbo smiled more and more presumptuously.

There was a sword light in the afterglow, and the big man casually raised the long knife in his hand, knocked the handed long sword away, and then raised his right foot and kicked it forward.

"Bang!"

Being kicked in the abdomen, Guo Yu only felt that his internal organs were turned over and overturned, he fell heavily in the snow, and it was difficult to stand up, so he had to lie on the ground and gasp.

"It's really tiresome that a waste in the early realm, it's not good to be a general in the Northern Song Dynasty, and he dares to come to the northern Xinjiang."

Wan Yanbo glanced at the man who was lying and gasping, his expression was quite disdainful.

In his opinion, whether it is Cheng Qiyang, who is being pinched in his hands, or the wolf general who has died in his hands in the past few months, any one of them is much stronger than the person at his feet.

However, it is this kind of person who doesn't even bother to talk to him, and it turns out that he will be the tenth in today's martial arts review, which is simply a joke.

The big man raised his long knife, "If someone hadn't asked for your head, I wouldn't even have dirty hands to kill you." ”

After speaking, the hunting flower in his hand had already fallen downward.

The wind blew, but Guo Yu didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

The cold light lit up in front of the man's eyes, and between life and death, he seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves.

"Shhh

As Guo Yu heard the familiar scream, a figure slammed into front of the man, and at the last moment, he used the short sword in his hand to cut off the long knife that fell to hunt flowers.

"Bell!"

The sword-wielding man's face turned pale, she leaned down, grabbed Guo Yu on the ground with her free hand, and then kicked the ground with her foot, and quickly retreated backwards.

"Qing'er..."

Guo Yu's voice was rare anxious, "You go quickly, don't worry about me..."

In front of Huang Qing's face, even a saint can hardly keep his heart, not to mention Wan Yanbo, a perverted pig who can even start with his own wife.

And this Wan Yan Bo's speed is extremely amazing, as long as he is targeted, basically no one runs. Now that she is back, she is not a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

No matter for any reason, he didn't want anything to happen to the woman in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

"Shut up."

Huang Qing stood up and carefully lifted Guo Yu from the ground.

She glanced at the man, "Qing'er hasn't lived long yet." ”

“……”

Thinking of what the woman said before leaving, Guo Yu was silent for a while.

(End of chapter)