Han Zhaozhi's left hand did not leave his lower back, the wound was there, he didn't have time to bandage it, but if he didn't do anything and bleed, he would lose his strength quickly, that was the point, the enemy couldn't give him time to bandage, he was so close to death, the enemy seemed to be able to see what his death was like.

So his left hand kept pinching the wound, how fierce was that?

Guan Rou stumbled forward, everyone was besieging Han Zhaozhi, but no one on her side took care of it, and the heavy blow on her forehead made her unable to wake up until now, and continued to move forward in a burst of retching, walking posture, full of bravery in embarrassment.

She went to the outside of the crowd besieging Han Zhaozhi and screamed, like a lioness.

The sword stabbed into the back of the enemy in front of her, and the moment the tip of the sword poked in, the blood gushed out, and she turned the hilt of the sword fiercely, the enemy in front of her wanted to turn back but couldn't turn back, and she swept her hand back a few times and finally fell.

She drew her sword and fell to the ground herself, and there was a foot in front of her, so she swung her long sword and slashed, and the people in front of her wailed, and someone had their ankles broken, and someone had their calves swept open, and they fell to the ground, and then they noticed the madwoman.

So someone pounced on Guan Rou and pressed her neck with both hands, and soon, Guan Rou's eyes began to roll ...... Her long sword stabbed into the heart of the person above with difficulty, because of the lack of strength, the sword slowly pierced into it little by little, the person's expression became frozen little by little and then fell on her, Guan Rou tried her best to struggle out, but failed.

Someone grabbed her ankle and pulled her out, stepped on her little belly, this foot bent Guan Rou upward, and then the whole person curled up into a ball, the man grabbed Guan Rou's long hair and pulled her up, and the knife in the other hand stabbed towards Guan Rou's heart, the moment the knife was about to pierce the heart, Guan Rou grabbed the blade, blood flowed down her hand, the man was furious and wanted to withdraw the knife, Guan Rou leaned up and bit the man's arm, and bit off a large piece of flesh.

The enraged enemy threw Guan Rou out, and his calf was swept away by a sword, and he staggered over, and the knife slashed at Guan Rou's neck, and the knife fell to the ground, separating the head.

Guan Rou's sword pierced into the enemy's lower abdomen a little faster than the one, and with the last of her strength, she turned over, and with the help of the power of the turn, the long sword turned around in the man's lower abdomen, and the man fell to her side, the knife chopped on the ground, and her long hair was cut off.

Gasping for breath, no longer strong enough to stand up, she looked sideways at the crowd, still trying to crawl over.

People were surrounded layer by layer, and she couldn't see Han Zhaozhi, but she could occasionally see the sword light that exploded in the gap of the crowd...... Han Zhaozhi's sword is very soft, so the sword moves are very unique, and the killing is also very fast.

His sword shook out a sword flower, and a bloody hole exploded in the neck of the enemy in front of him, the artery was pierced, and the blood gushed out like a waterfall, and the man raised his hands to cover his neck, but he couldn't stop the flow of blood.

Han Zhaozhi didn't seem to leave the position where he was standing just now, the people around him slapped like a tide, and his sword lit up in the crowd, so people fell to the ground one by one, and in a short time, the fallen corpses around him had been paved, and the corpses were constantly being paved, which made him look like he was building a well, surrounded by a wall of the well that was piled up with corpses, and he was standing at the bottom of the well.

The corpse was knocked open a gap, and Yang Dongyuan, who rushed over with gritted teeth, stabbed the long knife into Han Zhaozhi's heart, Han Zhaozhi's long sword drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, perfect and fast, the blade cut off Yang Dongyuan's wrist, the long knife and hand fell, and his broken arm poked at Han Zhaozhi's body, but it didn't make sense.

Han Zhaozhi stabbed the enemy who was close to him with a sword, and when he came back from collecting the sword, the hilt of the sword hit Yang Dongyuan's temple, the temple on this side deflated, but the temple on the other side seemed to bulge out.

Yang Dongyuan's two eyes suddenly stiffened, and soon his eyes turned red.

The person who fell was nothing special, just one of the many corpses, no one would care, Han Zhaozhi didn't care, Yang Dongyuan's companions didn't care, they were already crazy, at this moment they didn't seem to see death and didn't know fear, they would only be satisfied if they cut off Han Zhaozhi's head, and it should be a feat to lift Han Zhaozhi's head in the heavy rain.

The rain was still falling, and the blood was making the ground even more muddy.

King Lu didn't know where it was, and the last two black horsemen beside Han Zhaozhi also fell, and they fought with all their strength until the last moment.

Han Zhaozhi didn't look at them, he couldn't be distracted, and he couldn't save them, Han Zhaozhi at this moment seemed ruthless, because he didn't want more than a dozen black knights to die in vain to protect him, he let himself live longer to be worthy of those subordinates, his left hand pressed the wound on his lower back, the long sword in his right hand kept stabbing, sweeping, and chopping, the soft sword could wrap around a person's neck, and when the sword left, there was a bloody mark on the neck.

Suddenly, he missed with a sword.

The surroundings became slightly brighter, the rain washed his brocade clothes, and the crackling sound became so loud, Han Zhaozhi was slightly stunned, and then he realized that the sound of the rain became so loud because the shouts and killings around him had disappeared.

The ground was full of corpses.

He actually killed all of them, and roughly estimated that at least one hundred and sixty or seventy people fell around his body, and at first the corpses around his body fell down like a well, and then the enemy rushed to the corpse and slashed him, and he assassinated the enemy who climbed up, and the corpse rolled down and was trampled under his feet, and gradually he was no longer building a well, but piling up a small hill.

When the surroundings became bright and the shouts of killing disappeared, Han Zhaozhi realized that he was standing on a pile of corpses, and the height under his feet was almost as high as a person.

He walked down from the pile of corpses with difficulty, and glanced not far away, King Lu's body was lying on the side, I don't know when he died, his neck was cut, his blood vessels were exposed, and there was a person standing there trembling in the distance, looking really frightened, Han Zhaozhi could still identify that it was Princess Xin, and then he noticed that King Lu's body was also lying there, and he didn't even know when King Xin came, Han Zhaozhi thought that King Xin should not save himself, he was trying to save his brother, King Xin was not dead, The wound was in the lower abdomen, he lay there panting, there was a sound of blood gurgling in his throat, and his hand held Lu Wang's hand tightly, tilting his head to Lu Wang's side, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

They are brothers.

King Shin's eyes kept looking at King Lu, and his eyes were full of anticipation, expecting a miracle to appear.

"Yesterday I laughed at you for not being like a Li family."

King Xin looked at King Lu's face with a miserable smile: "You are more like me, you are a gentleman." ”

Han Zhaozhi didn't pass, he walked to Guan Rou's side, Guan Rou fell there unconscious, Han Zhaozhi squatted down with difficulty to see if Guan Rou still had breath, at this time, another carriage came in outside the farm gate in the distance, the carriage stopped not far away, and a middle-aged man who looked very strong came down from the carriage with an umbrella, he was not in a hurry, and was interested in stopping next to Han Zhaozhi's carriage and looking.

"It's really luxurious."

The middle-aged man lifted the umbrella slightly to reveal his face, and Han Zhaozhi seemed to be confused when he saw that face.

"We don't know each other yet."

The middle-aged man with the umbrella walked forward, passing by Han Zhaozhi's carriage.

"My name is Huang Huang, although I don't know you, you should have heard my name, after all, more than 20 years ago, the people of the Tingwei Mansion chased me like a lost dog, at that time I didn't think about whether I would be able to kill you one day, I just thought that one day I could sleep peacefully without being hunted down, it was so difficult."

Han Zhaozhi stood up with difficulty and did not speak.

Huang walked through the carriage, getting closer and closer to Han Zhaozhi.

"I didn't expect you to last so long, there are nearly two hundred people on this farm, you killed so many people by yourself and didn't die, why are you so difficult to die?"

Huang shook his head: "It's really hard to understand...... When you were stabbed in the back, I thought you were going to die. ”

Han Zhaozhi suddenly smiled: "Is my carriage okay?" ”

Huang stopped and looked back at the carriage.

A knife arrived in the carriage.

The knife split the yellow head, cracked his body, the knife did not hit the ground, but cut a straight line on the ground, at that moment it seemed that the rain was split in two by the knife, for a moment, Han Zhaozhi even had the illusion that the straight line cut by the knife would extend all the way to his side, and he also split himself into two pieces.

The door of the carriage was shattered, and a man was sitting in the carriage.

A person who can't move, he will be very tired and hard to walk a few steps, and if he is allowed to walk and draw a knife at the same time, he may not be able to walk far and lose his strength, so he can only sit in the carriage.

Guan Rou saw this man when she returned to the carriage before, so she was taken aback, and then understood why Lord Han asked her to return to the carriage, there was this person in the carriage, that is the safest place, this man was seriously injured before, and his hair turned a lot gray not long after he was seriously injured, and his name also has the word white hair.

Knife Demon Yu has white hair.

When Han Zhaozhi was surrounded by Guan Rou and climbed out of the carriage, he also glanced back at Yu Baifa, Yu Baifa just shook his head slightly, not that he didn't want to go out, but Han Zhaozhi said that he couldn't go out, he had to wait.

Besides, he couldn't even dodge a crossbow arrow when he got out.

He only has the power of a sword.

After a knife, it is like a wasted person.

Yu Baifa sat in the carriage, the door was broken, he saw Han Zhaozhi standing in the rain, there was only apology in his eyes, if he was still the original Yu Baifa, how good would it be, with his strength and Han Zhaozhi to join forces, there are two hundred people in this farm, and if they are doubled, they can be killed cleanly.

"Are you going to die?"

Yu Baifa asked.

Han Zhaozhi shook his head: "If you don't die, you can't die." ”

Yu Baifa sighed: "Then I have to pay for your car door...... Is it expensive? ”

Han Zhaozhi replied seriously: "It's expensive." ”

Yu Baifa looked at his exhausted appearance and sighed slightly: "It's really expensive." ”