His tattered clothes cracked in countless cracks, and then fell down one by one, and finally, like strips of rags draped over his body.

The breath in his body worked again and again, and then with each layer, it was washed away, and then produced, and then dispersed, and so on for a short time, until finally he was soaked with sweat, and his face turned pale.

Between them, everything seemed like a long time, but to the outsiders, it seemed like a matter of lightning.

The girl seemed to be unable to bear to look at it, stretched out her slender jade hand, and covered her eyes.

"Bang!"

Guan Kuo's body was like a stone thrown by a trebuchet, in an arc, thrown backwards from the untraced horse.

The knife formation over there fell very quickly and tacitly, as if to prevent him from hurting him at high speed.

However, their actions are also redundant.

Although Guan Kuo's body landed quickly, the Qin Killing Knife in his hand was still deeply inserted into the mud, and because of the force of inertia, a long groove was pulled out.

Qin Kill rubbed countless rubble, bursting out with pieces of sparks, and finally the groove appeared long black, and even emitted a burnt smell.

He knelt on one knee, stabbed on the ground with his knife, stopped in front of the knife formation, sweat mixed with a few drops of blood, dripping to the ground and into the ditch.

He already had injuries on his body, but now new injuries have arisen, and old injuries have recurred, and he feels very bad.

The battle stopped, and the breath in the body began to run smoothly, and a warm current flowed throughout the body, breathing all over the body.

In situ, "Xiao An'an" with a charming smile, like the sun shining in the sky, he stood in front of no trace, the scimitar drooped, the wind blew through the delicate veins above, and he tried his edge in a trance.

He knew that Guan Kuo could no longer have much ability to resist, and his task had been completed, and the next thing was the time of that little ancestor.

No trace is a good horse, not only in its ability, but also in temperament.

Ignoring the very threatening "Xiao An'an" standing beside it, it paced like this, came to Guan Kuo's side, and gently rubbed him with the head of the horse.

It paced very dashingly, and the wind stirred its mane, fluttering gently, giving it a certain cloud-like aura throughout it.

Guan Kuo used Qin Kill to support the ground, closed his eyes, for a long time, and opened them again, the sweat on his forehead had begun to dry, and the blood on the wound had stopped flowing in a short period of time, he stretched out his hand and patted his sturdy body, and then borrowed it to prop it up, and slowly stood up.

He didn't pay attention to the fact that all the people around him who had surrounded him and formed a knife formation all showed shocked expressions.

They saw everything that happened just now, the knife of "Xiao An'an", Guan Kuo's block, Guan Kuo's body flew backwards, Guan Kuo landed steadily, until now Guan Kuo stood up on his own.

"Xiao An'an" is the strongest master of the younger generation in their country, and the first person of that unspeakable family, so that he can entrust the safety of the girl to him, the previous blow, they have been with "Xiao An'an" for many years, and they know deeply how powerful it is, although Guan Kuo will not lack arms and short legs, but it is very reasonable to lose the ability to move, however......

However, instead of someone turning on his back, Guan Kuo landed steadily, and stood up on his own intact!

Although Guan Kuo is obviously no longer able to fight, it is a miracle that he can still stand up, which can prove his strength.

Guan Kuo shouldn't have realized how much shock he had caused to others, and he knew one thing now: he had lost again.

There is nothing to be discouraged about, it is not an incredible phenomenon that a person with such an obvious noble status as a young girl and her guardian is such a powerful young man.

"Xiao An'an" The charming smile in the sun gradually converged, and then frowned slightly.

To be honest, Guan Kuo's performance, he really didn't expect it, he began to speculate a little about the other party's previous series of actions, always feeling that something seemed wrong, but he couldn't guess the real result.

He came from that unspeakable legendary family, his grandfather was almost revered as a god by their country, and his strength was taken for granted, so how could Guan Kuo, such an unsightly soldier of the Northern Tang Dynasty, give him so much incredible?

Unclear.

The air by the river was damp and stretched along the meandering river into the distance.

The slightly cool air swirled, lifting the girl's snow-white skirt, her slender little hands were still covering her eyes, I don't know if it was pretending, or if I really couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Obviously, she knew a lot about the lethality of the "Xiao An'an" in her mouth, and knew what the consequences of the blow just now might have.

"Xiao An'an, you're starting to be naughty again, what should you do if you beat people to death so violently?" Her pleasant voice couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, whether it was anger, or joy, or anything else.

On the spot, the beautiful "Xiao An'an" spread his hands and said, "No, it's okay." ”

"You're starting to cheat again!" The girl was obviously dissatisfied, "Tell me, what is the fight, is it a broken arm or a lame leg, is it unconscious or half-dead?" ”

"None of them are right." Probably determined that the girl really didn't watch it, "Xiao An'an" could finally pout her lips with peace of mind, without fear of being found fault by the other party.

The girl frowned, a little angry and a little confused.

She lowered her little white hand and looked around, as if looking for Guan Kuo's direction.

Then, she froze.

……

……

She saw that not far away, near the knife array, Guan Kuo was standing quietly with the slender Tang knife, and there was an obvious new knife mark on his left rib, and the wound was no longer bleeding. His clothes were in tatters, and he could see several old wounds, large and small, that had not yet fully healed.

Other than that, he was very stable, and stood like this, with the same calm unmarked standing beside him.

Behind him, there is a dense scimitar, and then looking up, there is the blue sky, white clouds, and the sun, he stands between heaven and earth, very refreshing, and has a very special atmosphere.

Seeing his horrific scars, the scars of the war, the girl's face instantly turned pale, and she let out an exclamation.

"Xiao An'an" showed a half-point helpless look, and took one step to block the girl's front and block her sight.

(End of chapter)