"Ahh

Wu Yu thinks he is a good person, because he doesn't make a person suffer for too long, and the best way to reduce people's pain is to make him feel no pain.

took two steps back to prevent Fan Li and his other subordinates from attacking him, and on the other side, the falling sword was immediately raised, with a flick of the wrist, the screams disappeared instantly, and bright red blood came out along the wound on the erection's neck.

"You're welcome." Wu Yu looked at Fan Li, his hand grasped the fist, and the body that had originally retreated stopped abruptly, and once again stepped forward and punched the other person in the lower abdomen.

"Poof!"

Wu Yu didn't save his strength at this time, he delayed a little too much, he didn't expect that these three people would really follow, and it could be regarded as breaking his own plan, but this is not very important, it is just a little more effort.

A sturdy punch without any bells and whistles.

In an instant, blood couldn't help but spurt out of the latter's mouth, although it was only a little blood, but for those weak and weak organs of the human body, this punch was no less than a direct stab in the stomach.

And the difference between the two is that the latter is a sharp weapon, even if it is stabbed very deeply, it is only a small part of the damage, but Wu Yu's punch does diffuse damage, close to the power of 600,000 health points, those fragile tissue-like human organs are impossible to resist such a force, even if their bodies also have the blessing of health value, but when this power hits the most vulnerable abdomen of the body without any protection, this force is absolutely devastating for a person.

Even if they barely carried it, he still needed to fight next, he couldn't do a quiet rest there, and continuing to fight would be tantamount to continuing to tear those already fragile wounds, making those wounds that were not fatal even more deadly.

With a successful blow, Wu Yu did not feel a fight, and quickly jumped out of the range where the latter might attack him.

On the battlefield, never think about how to kill the second year, but always think about how to ensure your own safety, because your own safety is always more important than how to kill the other party.

"Lao Wu, don't delay the time, the person should be almost there, if the calculation is correct, there is still about one minute and forty seconds." Suddenly, Song Cheng's voice came from behind him, and the people on their side had almost been resolved, and the remaining three people were leaning closely together at the moment, cautiously looking at these young people in front of them, but there was deep fear in their eyes.

"Understood." Wu Yu responded and turned around, this time he really did it, and he didn't have the feeling of giggling before.

Sure enough, you haven't used all your strength yet.

Fan Li's eyes shrank suddenly, Wu Yu's body had already rushed out in an instant, and the sword blade in his hand was like a black mang, slashing through the air, like black lightning in an instant, through the space in an instant, stabbing in the direction of the man in black, with a flick of his wrist, the black sword blade was retracted, and he didn't react at all, or he didn't give the latter that time at all, the blade had already passed through the latter's chest, with a string of blood stains.

So fast!

In just the blink of an eye, the person had already fallen to the ground, Wu Yu stood there, grinning, looking at him quietly, "There is still one minute and thirty-four seconds, how long are you going to hold on?" ”

Fan Li's eyes showed a look of fear, this was really scared, he only knew that the latter was very strong, but he couldn't guess how strong he could be, but the current situation was beyond his imagination, this was not the strong man he understood at all.

Can 600,000 HP be that strong? Why did the powerhouses with 600,000 HP points he saw seem to be basically a world of difference after the rain, because the strength of the latter did not seem to be the strength that a person with 600,000 HP should have.

"Xuanxuan, don't drag it to Wu Yu, hurry up, we don't have that much time now." Song Cheng glanced at Feng Xuanxuan's side, the two of them were fighting together at the moment, but it was obvious that no matter which way of looking at it, Feng Xuanxuan was crushing the latter in the battle, and every time the old man used all his strength to strike, he would always be relieved by Feng Xuanxuan in the gentlest way, and then dissolved.

He didn't take the initiative to attack, it was a one-sided defense, but he could suppress the old man's non-stop retreat, and in just a few dozen seconds, the old man's head was already sweating slightly.

"Understood." In response, the two short swords held the latter's sharp blades, and the body squatted slightly, and the two swords pulled the blades in the latter's hands and quickly slid down.

The knife that was originally resisted had just stopped, and the force had not yet been withdrawn, and the latter's rapid pull-down action made the old man feel a little wrong, and he even stumbled forward with his body.

This kind of mistake should not have been made, but I don't know why, in the hands of this girl, every time he makes even a very small mistake, she will be firmly grasped, even if it is not a mistake, it will be forcibly turned into a mistake by her, just like he used his best sword to cut in cotton without any strength, maybe the water will be better, at least there is a little resistance, but cut in that big lump of cotton, unless you cut it to the end, otherwise your sword will not use any strength.

This time, Feng Xuanxuan didn't stop, since Song Cheng had already spoken, and he could also see that the commander this time was Song Cheng, so Feng Xuanxuan still didn't have any hesitation about his words.

The two swords quickly withdrew, tapping the ground with their toes, and at the moment when the latter leaned forward with some weakness, Feng Xuanxuan instantly rushed forward and kicked on the latter's blade, the blade was slightly sideways, and it would take a few tenths of a second or even a second to regain control even for a strong man like them, and this second was really too long for them.

What can you do in a second?

The blade of the sword in his hand rose vertically, and a sword pierced into the latter's chest, and with this force, the short dagger in the other hand had also climbed up the latter's neck, and a beautiful circle, centered on the hilt of the sword inserted in the latter's chest, and a bright red scar instantly appeared on the old man's neck.

"It seems to be a little different from the way she used to fight." Wu Yu looked at the shadow behind him and muttered softly, "And... It seems to be a little familiar..."