Nian Xiaojiao sat idly on the side, with a withered grass in her mouth, watching the two fight from afar. The strong man is muscular and domineering on the surface, but in fact he is fat and has no suspense, and he is beaten back by the boy in brocade clothes, without any power to parry.

Brother Gongzi danced with a white jade sword impenetrable, and attacked the key point of the strong man, and after a while, the strong man was beaten full of blood, and his gray robe was covered with blood, painted with the flower of life. The dignified man was seven feet, screaming again and again, crying for his father and mother.

The strong man howled all the way and retreated, in order to dodge the attack, he panicked, and finally came in the direction of Nian Xiaojiao.

Seeing that the strong man stepped on the hem of his clothes in the middle of retreating, he staggered like a drunken man and fell to Nian Xiaojiao's side, so shocked that Nian Xiaojiao jumped three feet high.

This man is like a guess from Xiaojiao, with an empty surface and an embroidered pillow.

When the brocade-clad brother saw him fall, an evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he beat the water dog, and a white jade sword drew a beautiful arc, with a dignified sword intent.

Killer moves!

This trick poured ten percent of the skill of Brother Gongzi, if it hits a strong man, I am afraid that even if it is a miracle doctor, he will not be able to return to heaven in the world.

Nian Xiaojiao shook her head helplessly, and finally couldn't make up her mind to only make a shore flower.

Remember

Whip dance

The young man in Huafu suffered a pain in his wrist, and the white jade sword fell out of his hand, losing the power to attack. Nian Xiaojiao had to retract her whip in a hurry, and she was alert to the sudden murderous intent around her, and now there was only one strong man who fell.

's natural vigilance made Nian Xiaojiao leap up before she had time to take a look.

At the same time, the strong man reversed his previous cowardice, and the cruelty in his eyes suddenly appeared. Some people are just pretending to be insects, like wolves in sheep's clothing, no matter how they disguise, pretending is pretending, and there will be a time when poisonous minions will be exposed. He turned over with a carp, and a short knife in his sleeve was sacrificed, with a cold feeling, towards Nian Xiaojiao's heart.

It was that leap that saved Nian Xiaojiao's life, but she only had time to avoid the fatal chest position, and she couldn't escape the fate of being stabbed.

"Click!"

A bang

The short blade tore through the clothes and stabbed straight into Nian Xiaojiao's abdomen, and for a while, Nian Xiaojiao's abdomen spasmed, and the pain penetrated into her body from every pore. There was a momentary blank in her brain, and Nian Xiaojiao snorted unconsciously.

It hurts so much.

She kicked away the strong man who was sneaking away, and staggered backwards, it is really difficult to be a good person!

But if she gives Nian Xiaojiao another chance, she can't watch a human life be cut off under the knife.

"Sister!" Qing Yu exclaimed, rushed over, and supported her crumbling body before Nian Xiaojiao fell to the ground.

Qing Yu slowly put Nian Xiaojiao on the ground and let her sit on her. Looking at the short blade that went deep into his belly, only a handle of Hesse Sensen remained, and the black handle was like a silent mockery, stinging Qing Yu's heart. Qing Yu was moved, injured in the abdomen, the handle of the knife left outside was not pulled, not pulled out, the big tears fell down drop by drop, all said that the woman was made of water, Nian Xiaojiao was seen today, Ren is steel like Qing Gardenia, and there was no stop crying, of course, since I knew Qing Gardenia, even many years later, Nian Xiaojiao has never seen Qing Gardenia cry into a tearful person, such a Qing Gardenia is extremely rare, she really regards Nian Xiaojiao as the closest relative.

"Sister, does it hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts~ It's me who hurts, what are you crying about." Nian Xiaojiao inhaled in pain, tears swirled in her eyes, and they did not flow.

"Qing Yu feels sorry for her sister, and she can't wait to be stabbed for her sister." Qing Yu hatefully looked at the strong man who attacked Nian Xiaojiao, and really wanted to go up and cramp and peel him.

The blade shadow on the side had already flown forward, and the double-edged sword set out domineeringly. The sneak attacker gave Nian Xiaojiao a knife, and Blade Shadow returned him dozens of hundreds of knives. The little girl who has been raised like a baby in Senluo Hall for several years is now the master of Senluo Hall who is feared on the rivers and lakes? How could he be bullied by a nobody?

For the wound that pierced the intestines and broke the stomach, the blade shadow knife wounded the body, and the knife was not fatal.

Let him be a seven-foot man, so tortured that he rolled around on the ground in pain, and finally begged Blade Shadow for a good time. Blade Shadow didn't lift his eyelids and continued Ling Chi's journey.

Although Nian Xiaojiao herself was in pain, she couldn't bear to watch others suffer this disaster because of herself. She endured the pain, and called for the blade shadow to stop with difficulty, and with every call, the muscles on her stomach pulled a little bit, and the pain made Nian Xiaojiao sweat coldly, and her face turned pale.

Blade Shadow finally regained some sanity in Nian Xiaojiao's persuasion, and finally slashed at the neck of the sneak attacker, and immediately the blood flowed like an infusion, rising to the sky. gave him a painful pleasure, killed with a knife, and lost his life.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen, although the people of the air raid have been wiped out by the blade shadow. There were no less than 100 merchants around, and they actually surrounded Nian Xiaojiao, Qing Yu and Blade Shadow one by one.

"It's... What do you want! Qing Yu looked at the crowd around her, and her heart sank.

Here, it turned out to be a conspiracy, an ambush.

Many business travelers, and even the dispute over barter, turned out to be a play, and Nian Xiaojiao was the only audience, the actors were ill-intentioned, and the spectators were too deep into the play, and they fell into the way.

"Haha, what? Murder, of course! "One of them is yin and yang.

Nian Xiaojiao looked at the crowd around her, and she was annoyed. Why didn't you find out before, how can these people have any businessman's spirit? Although he is dressed like a smuggler, there is a burst of anger between his eyebrows and eyes, and he can find something strange if he is careful, but he is too careless after all.

Along the way, cautiously, she still capsized in the gutter, and these people led her into the urn, and they really worked hard, acted in a good scene, and watched the sacrifice of a companion.

There was anger rising in his heart, and Nian Xiaojiao's pulse was not smooth, and he couldn't stop coughing for a while. The crowd doesn't give you time to breathe, and the overwhelming number of attacks swarms.

The blade shadow is a husband, like a town door Buddha, blocking in front of Nian Xiaojiao and Qing Yu. The left and right hands each held a domineering sword, and the two knives met with a "clang", stirring up a wave of swords to go in all directions, giving the people around him a big dismount, and then the blade shadow roared:

"If you want to die, come here!"

The people around looked at each other, frightened by the move of the blade shadow, and did not dare to take another step forward after hesitating. The art of war is cloudy, one drum, then decline, three exhaustion, if this continues, it should be defeated without a fight.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, one of the last people in the crowd said loudly: "What are you afraid of?" Three of them, so many of us. I also trampled them to death with my feet, and I will give them all to me, and everyone will be rewarded after I go back after today's task is completed. ”

The crowd was motivated to continue to move forward steadily. More than a dozen people in the front fought fiercely with the blade shadow, and for a while, the figures were staggered, and they couldn't see the enemy or the enemy clearly, and some of them were clumsy, and even stabbed their companions with a knife, causing a wail.

At the beginning, the blade shadow still had the strength to spare, and one person carried each other, and it did not fall behind. After the other party fell more than a dozen people, he still relied on the large number of people to follow one after another, and the blade shadow was finally lacking. Qing Yu's body flickered, joining the battlefield, and the position where the two of them moved was around Nian Xiaojiao after all, such restraint and the fact that there were many people on the other side, some of them couldn't let go of their hands and feet, and only a little bit consumed the physical strength of the two.

After a while, the pace of the blade shadow became slower and slower, and the aura of the overlord sword became weaker and weaker. Don't miss out on such an opportunity? There was a circumference behind the shadow of the blade, and a knife slashed at its back. From top to bottom, a long wound was cut, and black and red blood was bubbling outward, roaring fiercely.

Blade Shadow was hit by this, and because of the pain, the swinging double blade slowed down by half a beat, and several long swords suddenly came straight into his body.

Blade Shadow fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

If it is a heaving chest, indicating that the blade shadow is still breathing, Nian Xiaojiao is afraid that the figure has already seen the king of Hades.

There are also those who are in hot pursuit, preparing a knife, which results in the life of the blade shadow. Seeing that Xiaojiao was twitching, she endured the stinging pain in her stomach, ran to the blade shadow, and used her body to protect the blade shadow behind her.

Nian Xiaojiao played with a golden whip in one hand so impenetrable that the opponent on the opposite side couldn't get close for a while, giving Nian Xiaojiao a chance to breathe. It's just that no matter how tightly the whip dances seamlessly, there will eventually be a time when the manpower will be slack, especially when Nian Xiaojiao is injured, and he can't hold on for too long.

Because the battle action was too big, the wound was pulled, Nian Xiaojiao was not able to cough and cough, and even vomited blood.

A mouthful of old blood flowed to Xiaojiao's neck and then to her chest.

There is a fleur-de-lis jade pendant there, due to the erosion of blood, suddenly bright and dazzling.

"Huh?"

Nian Xiaojiao could feel the energy fluctuations in the jade pendant, such as locking the tiger of the king of a town and mountain in a cage, and she was restless.

This iris flower jade pendant has another universe, and Nian Xiaojiao's blood is the introduction.

Nian Xiaojiao held up the jade pendant with one hand, watching the jade pendant spin in the palm of her hand, and a small sound sounded in the jade pendant, causing Nian Xiaojiao to stare at the rotating jade pendant without blinking, she didn't know what the mystery was.

Because of the fast rotation, the jade pendant finally slowly left Nian Xiaojiao's palm and rose upward.

Click

The jade pendant was opened, and suddenly the steel needles around the jade pendant were steep, and with the rapidly rotating jade pendant, it was like an extremely fast dart swimming in the air.

For a while, the gangsters in the front row were hit by darts before they could dodge, and the darts entered from his chest and flew out from behind, without slowing down at all. The entire fighting arena instantly turned into purgatory on earth, and darts struck one by one as if they had eyes.

Ren is the owner of the iris dart, and she was shocked to see such a bloody scene, she never knew that the jade pendant, which she thought was just a token, had such a great deterrent power.

The people around them were so frightened that they all fled in a hurry, dodging the attack of the iris jade pendant from a distance, and no one dared to move forward.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

It was at this moment that the sound of high-fives was remembered at the back of the crowd, abrupt and long.