At the moment when Zhu Xiangyang's long sword broke, Song Yun suddenly whispered something in Lin Xiaoya's ear, and when Lin Xiaoya's expression became a little dazed, Song Yun had already disappeared in place.

The Sakura Country killer broke the sword with a knife, followed by a short knife sweep, and a long knife stabbed upward, both attacking Zhu Xiangyang's vital point.

In Zhu Xiangyang's heart, it was not that he had a bad premonition, but that his face had changed wildly.

Just now, when the two were fighting fiercely, the short Sakura Country killer's speed was not as unguardable as it is now, and after the two of them got close, the whole speed was more than doubled.

For masters, if you want to double the speed, the concept is different.

The speed itself is fast, and if it is twice as fast, it is already beyond the limit of the human body, and at this moment, Zhu Xiangyang knows that eighty percent is going to be finished.

However, when anyone faces the test of life and death, the instinct to survive will burst out.

The strength of Zhu Xiangyang's body quickly converged, and he suddenly retreated backwards.

The short knife that hit the throat was indeed dodged, but it was originally a secondary move, and the real killing move of the dwarf Sakura Country killer was the long sword.

"Whew!"

The long sword has already slashed Zhu Xiangyang's abdomen, as long as it is slashed down again, then Zhu Xiangyang will definitely die.

The screams had already sounded one after another, and Fan Mu's hurried voice resounded through the night sky:

"Master!"

It's just that with Fan Mu's strength, he didn't have time to rescue at all.

At the critical moment, Zhu Xiangyang felt that the oiler grabbed his back collar, and then a strong force attacked, Zhu Xiangyang took advantage of his strength to retreat, and the whole person was thrown out.

When the person was in mid-air, Zhu Xiangyang had already seen clearly that the person who made the shot was Song Yun.

At the moment when Zhu Xiangyang was thrown out, the Blood Sword emitted a dragon-like agitation, followed by the long knife of the Sakura Country killer, and slammed into each other.

"Dang!"

Mars were shining, and the bodies of the two were temporarily stagnant, and this time the peak competition was evenly divided.

One blow missed, the Sakura Country killer retreated very resolutely, and had already opened the distance between him and Song Yun, his body bowed slightly, holding the knife in his hand, and he turned into a fierce beast in a trance, and he would pounce again at any time and launch a fatal blow.

The blood from the wound in his abdomen kept flowing out, and Zhu Xiangyang was shocked into a cold sweat, this was a real escape from death.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, it was Song Yun who saved him, thinking of his contempt and cold words for Song Yun, Zhu Xiangyang felt extremely ashamed for a moment.

If the identities of the two are reversed, Zhu Xiangyang doesn't feel that he has such a broad mind, and chooses to save people.

"Take care of Lin Xiaoya, there are others, this killer, leave it to me."

Song Yun stood there, his waist straight, his blood-red long sword, pointing obliquely at the ground, indescribably chic and elegant.

For the rest of Zhu Xiangyang's life after the catastrophe, his attitude at this time was completely different, and he blurted out:

"Okay, don't worry, I'll protect them."

When the words fell, Zhu Xiangyang still felt a little ashamed in his heart, in fact, there was no danger except for the little killer now.

What Song Yun said just now was just to save face for Zhu Xiangyang.

Now, Zhu Xiangyang has begun to feel that perhaps, it was his luck that he didn't face Kimura Ichiro at the beginning, otherwise, he would probably become the eighth Yanxia warrior who was killed by Kimura Ichiro.

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

Most of the warriors have a sense of arrogance, and when they have not experienced failure, they feel that Lao Tzu is the best in the world, and often when he turns his heels, he will fall very badly.

At that time, I wanted to regret it, and I had no chance to turn back, although he was injured, Zhu Xiangyang felt that he was still lucky, at least he still had a life.

"Kill!"

A slightly lame roar sounded, and the dwarf Sakura Country killer suddenly moved forward.

Because of his short stature, his moves are unusual, and any position, vital point, may be attacked, and he is even more unguardable.

Halfway through the bow, the whole body of the living person opened, as if it had completed a transformation of the wings of the Great Peng, and the strength of the sword became more and more powerful.

The security personnel in the surrounding area were completely instinctive, and they felt that the cold air was running around, and they only believed it when they saw today's fighting.

It turns out that the fight between masters really has the so-called murderous spirit.

If they face this Sakura Country killer instead, let alone defeat him, I'm afraid they won't even have the courage to make a move.

"Broken!"

Song Yun exhaled and opened his voice, and between heaven and earth, there was a thunderbolt exploding in a trance.

There was a buzzing sound in everyone's ears, and the lion roar similar to the Buddha's door was finally revealed again.

The body moved forward instantly, and the real person was so fast that he was disillusioned in the night.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the vast sword flowers are agitated.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

A crisp sound came, and there was less than two breaths before and after, and a long sword and two long knives collided no less than ten times.

Zhu Xiangyang, who was still lucky just now, felt that it was because of carelessness that he was not the opponent of the killer of the Sakura Country, and gasped at this time.

If he was under a stormy attack at this time, he would have died a long time ago, and the opponent's move and speed were too terrifying.

Song Yun promulgated and did not retreat, and did not leak any decline.

"Slash!"

The short Sakura Country killer suddenly burst into tears, and his hands swept at the same time, one long and one short, two knives, in a trance, merged into one, and the speed soared again.

The perfect arc was drawn, and the cold light emitted was completely scorching in the night sky, dazzling and murderous.

Lin Xiaoya's heart was unconsciously tense, even if she kept telling herself that she could choose to believe Song Yun at any time, but when Song Yun was in danger, she couldn't help it when she should be worried.

"Broken!"

Song Yun exhaled again, at this moment, in a trance, Song Yun is the Blood Sword, and the Blood Sword is Song Yun.

It has always been the legendary unity of human swords, and it has been perfectly displayed in Song Yun.

The flying and stirring sword flowers, after being dispersed, gathered together in a short period of time, between heaven and earth, it is like a blood-colored fire lotus burning, blooming, and the real me flower is killed after the flower blooms.

Most people don't understand the fight of ancient martial artists, but at this moment, they can also faintly feel that the time has come for the two to distinguish the winner and loser.

Looking at the ferocious moves, eighty percent of them are divided into victory and defeat, as well as life and death.

When everyone was thinking differently, a figure rushed out.

The killing machine condensed in the blink of an eye, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and the speed was even faster to the peak.

Everyone's faces changed wildly, they never expected that at this time, Fan Mu, who had a very low sense of existence, chose to do it suddenly, originally, it was nothing, Fan Mu wanted to help, it was not impossible.

However, the target of Fan Mu's attack was shocking, he didn't mean to threaten the killer of the Sakura Country at all, but instead had a sword aura and attacked Song Yun's heart.

Ma Hongbao and the others changed their faces wildly, feeling that things were really going bad.