With a loud "bang", Xiao Yong was slashed forward, and a knife fell on his back, blocked by the refining tool, there was no obvious pain, only violent vibration.

One wrong step and one immediate danger is in full swing. Although Xiao Yong was seriously injured or killed four warriors and Kaimai in the left and right rush, there were also eight knife wounds on his thighs and upper arms, and Yin Hong's blood flowed, and the five-piece suit withstood no less than twenty heavy blows.

The yuan force was dissipating, and the pain hit his mind. This kind of battle is also something he has never seen before, and now he has become a participant in this kind of big war, this kind of pain is something Xiao Yong has never endured, but he still needs to persevere, to let Yingzi run further.

There are also three samurai and twelve Kaimai realms, encircling the encirclement like an iron bucket, attacking one after another, and there is a posture of not stopping without killing.

Throwing in two Seventy Percent Ju Yuan Dan and one Blood Condensation Pill, panting heavily, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, as long as he saw where there was a knife momentum or the knife momentum was exhausted, he immediately rushed forward to attack, and every time he attacked, one person would inevitably lose his combat effectiveness.

Suddenly, the middle-aged samurai shouted, "Divide into two groups, each other is a group, take turns to attack!" The remaining three samurai eight open veins and eleven people quickly divided into two groups. A round of seven people slashed at Xiao Yong at the same time, then retreated, and the other wave took a step forward and raised his knife to slash.

In the first wave of attacks, Xiao Yong only blocked his head, trying to avoid being attacked in places that were not protected by refining tools, and received several knife wounds on his upper arms and thighs.

Seeing that the second wave of attacks was coming, Xiao Yong's thought flashed in his heart, these people are all contained here, Yingzi should run away, clenched his hands, and the next step is to rush towards a place where there are no warriors, rush out of a bloody road from there, escape alive, and chase Yingzi.

Suddenly, the outer layer of the circle flew up one by one, and a coquettish voice came, "You group of bad people, I'll kill you!" It was Yingzi's voice, Yingzi ran back! The battle that had been dull suddenly appeared, and the balance was instantly broken.

Xiao Yong was in a hurry, and rushed forward quickly, rushing in the direction where Yingzi appeared.

"Bang", a head flies up, and "Bang", another head flies up, and the brother and sister meet.

"Yingzi, why are you back?

"Brother, let's go together!"

"Let's go!" The two converged again and rushed out again, this time not in the direction of the county government, but in the direction of the sect.

"Do you want to leave, leave your lives behind!" the middle-aged man shouted again.

The brother and sister fell into the encirclement again, and the two did not stop, but ran in one direction.

The swords came out together, and an open pulse realm fell, and a samurai appeared in front of him to block the way, and then an open pulse realm was blocked.

Three swords came from the rear, two slashed at Xiao Yong, and one slashed at Yingzi, and the two were attacking the samurai in front of them, and they had no time to return to defense.

Xiao Yong dodged and moved, his right shoulder was slashed, and the protection of the refining tool made it unscathed, and his left upper arm was slashed, blood burst out, and a sense of powerlessness came. But the outstretched forearm blocked the slash to Yingzi's head, but the left arm landed on the top of Yingzi's head.

The front attack was blocked, and the back was attacked, and the situation of the two suddenly became critical.

The middle-aged warrior gritted his teeth and roared, "Boy, it's worth it for you to die here today, you actually killed so many of us." ”

Xiao Yong's left hand was completely weak, but he could still hold the sword in his right hand, and when he saw that there were still three warriors and seven open veins on the periphery, he fell into deep despair in his heart.

"Yingzi, to the left!" Xiao Yong instantly extinguished his negative heart and ignited the flame of hope.

"Bang", a head flew up, Yingzi was in front, Xiao Yong was behind, and he was about to break out of the encirclement.

A samurai reappeared in front of Eiko and forced Eiko back with a single sword, her left sleeve shattered and blood flowed from her arm.

"Ah!" Xiao Yong roared, rushed towards the samurai, raised his sword and attacked the samurai one after another, killing the samurai kept dodging, and three or four blood marks appeared on his body.

The samurai panicked, and unconsciously flashed a gap.

"Yingzi, let's go!" Xiao Yong shouted as he looked at the warrior with blood-red eyes.

There was no response, and when he turned around, Yingzi had two knives around his neck, and the blood on his arms kept flowing down.

Xiao Yong roared, "Let go of my sister!"

The middle-aged samurai shouted, "You cut yourself, and we'll let your sister go." ”

Yingzi shouted, "Brother, you go quickly!"

Xiao Yong, "You let go of my sister first!"

The middle-aged samurai sneered, "Is it possible? let go of your sister, then you won't run away again." ”

Yingzi's face was full of tears and she shouted, "Brother, you go!"

An open pulse realm quietly walked forward, slashing at it with a sharp swing of the knife.

Yingzi exclaimed, "Be careful, brother!"

Xiao Yong flashed to his side, turned around and stabbed, a head rose into the sky, the knife slammed into the ground, and a knife mark appeared on the ground.

"Xiao Yong, put down your sword! or we'll kill your sister!" the middle-aged warrior shouted in horror, he didn't expect Xiao Yong's killing to be so decisive, and in this case, he would kill his people.

Xiao Yong turned his head and watched him drag the knife back, the blood on Yingzi's neck appeared, and his heart was even more furious.

"You don't have a choice, I'll count to three, and if you don't throw the knife, you'll watch your sister fall in front of you. The middle-aged samurai roared.

"If you dare to touch my sister's hair again, I will kill you and your whole family!" Xiao Yong's face was bruised and he roared.

Yingzi cried out, "Brother, you go! Avenge me in the future!"

The middle-aged samurai shouted, "One!"

Xiao Yong rushed forward quickly, and an open pulse realm blocked it, and then he broke his arm and retreated.

"Two!" the grim voice of the middle-aged samurai came again.

Xiao Yong's heart froze, tears flowed out of his eyes, and the knife in his hand fell unconsciously, making a "bang" sound.

"Kill him!" the middle-aged warrior shouted, and in an instant, the three Open Pulse Realms raised their swords and rushed towards Xiao Yong, one left and one right.

"No!" Eiko cried and crouched down.

Looking at the knives slashing left and right, and feeling the crisis coming from the rear, Xiao Yong said silently in his heart, "Farewell, Yingzi." "There was no excitement, only sadness.

"Alas!" a sigh came, and the sound of "poof", "poof", "poof" kept coming.

Hearing the abnormality, he opened his eyes, the situation in front of him was a little unreal, there was a veiled woman standing next to Yingzi, and all the killers fell to the ground, no one made a sound, and they all looked at the woman with a look of horror.

Yingzi screamed, "Brother!" and jumped in front of Xiao Yong and hugged his waist tightly.

Xiao Yong lowered his head, put his face on the top of Yingzi's head, rubbed it lightly, and then pulled Yingzi towards the woman, came to her, and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, senior!" The fool knows that it was this masked senior who saved the brother and sister.

"Two of you are exempt. Little girl, what's your name?" came the woman's sweet voice.

"Senior, junior is called Qian Ying. Yingzi replied crisply.

"Oh, Qian Ying, yes, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

"The predecessor is from the Cloud Sword Sect?"

"Definitely. ”

"Isn't that far from the Cloud Sword Sect? I want to see my brother often. Qian Ying was a little entangled, but she saw that the people around her all fell to the ground the moment the woman appeared, she was very eager for such an ability, and she was also very dependent on her brother.

Xiao Yong took a step forward, "Senior, please accept my sister." He bowed to her again.

He returned to the spot and said to Yingzi, "Yingzi, you better go to practice with your seniors, and I will come to you in the future! Without strength, we can't protect ourselves, and we may not be able to find our parents." ”

Seeing that Qian Ying was still entangled, the woman said, "Qian Ying, your brother is right, the strong in this world are respected, and only when you are strong can you help your brother and achieve the goal you want to achieve." ”

Xiao Yong gently pushed Yingzi's back, she looked up at her brother, hesitated to walk towards the woman, took two steps and walked firmly, bent her knees, knelt down and kowtowed three times in a row, "Meet the master!"

The woman said, "Get up! You will be my disciple from today onwards." The woman was very satisfied, she didn't expect to come to this barren continent to relax, but she accepted such a talented disciple.

Throw Xiao Yong a storage ring, "You can also cultivate well, Qian Ying and I are waiting for you in the Sword Sect of Longming Continent." Under the divine envoy, the woman revealed a word about her whereabouts to Xiao Yong.

took the ring, but saw the woman holding Yingzi and flying towards the county mansion, Xiao Yong shouted, "Senior, wait for me to give my sister some silver before leaving!"

"No, silver is of no use to us!" said in the distance.

"Yingzi, cultivate hard, I'll come to you soon!" Xiao Yong's voice was full of tears.

Yingzi came with a crying voice, "Brother, hurry up and come to the sect to find me." ”

Seeing that Yingzi and her master quickly disappeared from view, Xiao Yong burst into tears and stood there, staring blankly into the distance.

After almost a stick of incense, Xiao Yong suddenly shook his head vigorously, picked up the hem of his clothes, wiped his eyes, and turned to walk towards the men in strong suits lying on the ground.

Xiao Yong stood beside the middle-aged warrior and looked down at him, "Who are you, why did you come to kill me?"

The blood on the side of his mouth had dried up, and he opened his mouth, revealing bloody teeth, and said with a sad smile, "Victory and defeat, you can kill me." ”

There was no nonsense, picked up a knife next to him, and slashed down, cutting off three of the five fingers of his right hand, "Can you say it?"

The samurai gritted his teeth and did not respond, his eyes closed.

Xiao Yong turned his head to see that there were still fifteen people who were angry, all screaming in pain, throwing them to the samurai one by one, and asked, "If any of you want to say, I will give him a good time." "The sound is cold enough to freeze the rivers.

Still no one responded.

"Very good! Let's see who can resist whom!" the turn slashed all the way through, each missing either a finger or a toe, and a cry of pain turned into a cry.

"Doesn't anyone want to say it?" followed by another round of slashing, and each of them was missing a part of their bodies.

The middle-aged warrior shouted, "Xiao Yong, you are the devil, you must not die well!"

"Click", one of his arms flew into the sky, and the scream came out of his mouth again, which was terrifying.

"Xiao Ye, please give me a good time!" Looking at the arms flying in the air, someone peed.

"Master Xiao, I'm from the Green Wolf Gang. "Me too. "Me too. Bursts of shouts rang out.

"I belong to the Liu family. "Me too. The echo followed.

"Are there any other forces?" a cold voice came out of Xiao Yong's mouth.

"Master Xiao, no, it's just the two of us. Please, give us a good time. ”

"Are there really no other forces?"

"There really isn't any. Xiao Ye, please, give me a good time. The crowd pleaded.