Guo Jia's blood stained the green shirt on his chest, and the hand on his chest was also bloody, and the tiger's mouth had cracked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He didn't dare to take a breath, because the big breath would also pull the wound and make his chest tight.

After taking a few thin breaths in a row, Guo Jia eased up slightly.

The first thing to do after recovering was to find your sword and reach for it.

"Shhh ......”

It's just that this slight movement of raising his hand will make Guo Jia's body throb, and he will constantly gasp.

It seems that Yan Liang's force just now not only made Guo Jia look miserable, but also caused him to suffer a lot of injuries to his body, and even his internal organs were affected.

But even so, Guo Jia still didn't give up, his violently trembling hand approached the sword thrown aside inch by inch, his gaze unwavering.

What kind of hand is that?

Slender, thin, white and tender...... At first glance, you can see that it is a hand used by literati to read, write, and play the piano.

But at this moment, this hand has been stained red with blood, and it can't be completely straightened, so it can only keep bending slightly, shaking constantly, giving people a hideous feeling.

That's right, it's like a hand coming out of hell, out of a pool of blood.

But this hand did not make anyone feel afraid, but aroused the deepest touch in the hearts of all the gentlemen, and invariably, a kind of hope arose in everyone's minds.

Come on, hold that sword of yours, and keep fighting!

Xun Yu, who wanted to ask Guo Jia's condition, stubbornly held back his words in his heart, but the tightly clenched fist betrayed his thoughts.

"That's it, Feng Xiao, don't admit defeat! With a weak appearance, there is another Guo Jia living in your heart, and he will never admit defeat. ”

Speaking of which, Xun Yu probably knows himself better than Guo Jia himself.

In the days after his rebirth, Guo Jia has not completely gotten rid of some of the ideas and styles of his previous life.

Sometimes he thinks that he is a poor person and an ordinary person, but the people around him can slowly feel his changes.

Especially Xun Yu, he can feel that Guo Jia is becoming more and more confident, more and more commanding, and more and more able to infect the people around him.

And Guo Jia's strongest point is that no matter what the situation is, he can't let him bow his head.

Think about it, what is there to be afraid of a person who has died?

"Childe, come on! Ying'er believes in you! ”

This is Lai Ying'er, who does not shy away from the existence of other men in the audience, and this move can be called bold even in an era like the Eastern Han Dynasty, when the doctrine of women was not strict.

"Waste, hold the sword!"

This is Zhang Yu, even he doesn't know why he said such a thing, and his heart is getting more and more nervous with this sentence.

"Haha...... You seem to care a little bit about him? ”

Gongsun Zan and Chun Yuqiong looked at Zhang Yu at the same time, it was really strange, this person was still ridiculing Guo Jia a moment ago, but at the moment he was cheering for him, although there was some duplicity.

"Who...... Who cares about him? Hum! This son is just looking at ...... Look at him and Ben Gongzi coming to Qifeng Pavilion together. Right! It's the same as Qifeng Pavilion, some fate, I don't want him to be so wasteful, and lose the face of my son. ”

Such a far-fetched excuse can only be found by a fool like Zhang Yu, if coming to Qifeng Pavilion together can be regarded as fate, then can meeting a beggar on the street be regarded as fate? You were scared by Gongsun Chan and Chun Yuqiong just now, can you say that you are the third generation of Yuanxu?

But what's even more strange is that neither Gongsun Chan nor Chun Yuqiong have debunked excuses that have no credibility.

"Really?"

The two of them smiled slightly, didn't say much, turned their heads and looked back, and what they saw was Guo Jia's struggling hand.

"When...... Of course! What kind of thing is Guo Jia, I ...... How could I possibly care about him? ”

Zhang Yu explained to himself, but his red-eared and distracted appearance was not convincing at all, and no one listened to his justification at the moment.

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"Stubborn resistance is just the last struggle before death, and it has no meaning!"

Some people cheer for Guo Jia, so naturally there are also people who curse Guo Jia to die early, Yuan Shao is one of them, and his two happy eyes are squinting at this moment.

"Yan Liang, speed solves him!"

This time it was Yan Liang who shouted, not Ruyu, which is enough to show Yuan Shao's mood at this moment, and the spring breeze is proud.

In addition to Guo Jia, Yuan Shu lost an arm, and his plans these days have been successful.

"Yes!"

Yan Liang responded, carrying his remaining half of the broken sword, and slowly walked towards Guo Jia.

Every step he took was very big, and the speed of his stride was also very fast, but for some reason, he didn't walk in front of Guo Jia for a long time.

Many of the gentlemen present were just a showman in martial arts, but it did not hinder their vision, after all, they were born in a big family and were active in Luoyang, the imperial capital, and their vision was far better than ordinary people.

It didn't take long for them to find out, but none of them figured out why.

But even so, they all had some guesses in their hearts, this should be Yan Liang's means, a means that can only be seen through by martial arts reaching the strength of first-class top martial artists.

So it seems that Yan Liang is releasing water again?

Yan Liang is releasing water again! Yuan Shao naturally had such a guess, but this time he was not angry, was it necessary for him to be angry for a person who was going to die? Is it necessary to anger one's own henchmen for this mortal man?

Yes, Yan Liang was indeed releasing water, but he didn't have too many ideas, he just wanted his respected enemy to die with a weapon and dignity.

This is also his arrogance as a top general, not to kill unarmed people!

But no matter how slow Yan Liang walked, there were only a few steps away after all, and soon there were three steps left between the two.

"Hey......

No one expected that Guo Jia, who was holding the sword with difficulty, did not wait for death and did not retreat, but looked at Yan Liang and smiled.

"Come on! Let me see the true skills of Yan Ruyu! That's not enough! ”

Provocation, this is a naked provocation.

Guo Jia was actually mocking Yan Liang for not being strong enough for the last blow just now.

"You ......"

Even Yan Liang, who is superb in martial arts, doesn't know what to answer at the moment, you have been beaten like this by me with one move, and you dare to say that my move is weak.

But he doesn't think it's arrogance, it's true bravery, and he looks at death as home!

The other gentlemen were even more speechless, but this time it was not because they felt that Guo Jia was stupid and actually took the initiative to provoke, but because they seemed to see a real warrior, he never surrendered in the dictionary, and his courage touched everyone present.

"Come on, don't hesitate, like a girl, I want to see the real Yan Ruyu!"

It was really a little weird for such vulgar words to come out of the mouth of a weak scholar like Guo Jia, but there was no trace of strangeness in everyone.

"In that case, let's take it!"

What else can Yan Liang say? Giving it all is the greatest respect for your opponent.

Gathering momentum, raising the sword, slashing vertically, it was that move to split Huashan, but it was even more powerful than before.

When—

Another spark splatter, another crisp sound, and another sword breaking.

But this time, Yan Liang's body was actually shaken, and this strong man who looked extremely powerful actually took a big step back.

Of course, it was not Guo Jia who could shake him, but someone else.