With a long howl, mixed with the sound of breaking wind, a cold light flashed behind the two of them.

Zhao Xiaoyun felt the biting cold behind him, pushed Ma Chao away, lowered his head again, and rolled on the ground twice, Zhao Xiaoyun didn't notice that his hairpin had been broken by the sudden sword. Ink hair was like a waterfall, scattered all over her body. Her cheeks were so pale, but there was an unnatural flush.

"Qiang—"

Another sword suddenly appeared, collided with the sword in front of Zhao Xiaoyun, and with a touch, Hitomi Wu retreated to Zhao Xiaoyun's side, guarding her.

"Senior brother, I'm fine." Zhao Xiaoyun pulled a smile, and then beckoned to Ma Chao, who had just been pushed down.

"Three people have to die." The black-clothed man on the opposite side, with no waves in his eyes, looked at the three of them like dead people.

Yes, there are more than 20 people around them, not to mention that Ma Chao is still injured, even if he is not injured, he will not know anything, so there are only two people to fight, and they have to protect Ma Chao.

"Do you know why killers get caught a lot of the time?" Zhao Xiaoyun grinned, as if he didn't care about this situation.

The leader asked patiently at this time, "Why?" ”

"Because-" Zhao Xiaoyun deliberately dragged the last word very slowly, looked at the person in the lead with a very provocative look, and slowly spit out a few words that made the person jump,

"Bad guys talk a lot."

Hitomi Wu looked at Zhao Xiaoyun helplessly, and then started at the same time with her.

The two of them were back to back, and one shot and one sword danced fast, which was dazzling. Blood flowed, and one life after another fell in a pool of blood.

"Kill them!" The leader gritted his teeth, and brought more than 20 people to kill one person, but was interrupted by a sudden person, and even Zhao Xiaoyun reacted and killed several of them.

Zhao Xiaoyun had already killed at this time, pushed Ma Chao to the side of Hitomi Wu, and left the small circle of three.

The cold wind blew up and blew the ground yellow, and everyone present couldn't help but squint their eyes.

At a good time, Zhao Xiaoyun tiptoed a little and headed towards the person who was the leader.

Facing the murderous Zhao Xiaoyun, the man raised his sword without thinking about it.

The red cherry blossom floated, collided with the hilt of the sword, and a piercing cross sounded, Zhao Xiaoyun's wrist moved slightly, and the spear strangely circled the sword on the opposite side.

With another flick of his wrist, the sword of the leader was picked and dropped to the ground.

Even through a layer of black mask, Zhao Xiaoyun could feel the gloomy aura of the black face of the person opposite.

"You-deserve-——! die" The man gritted his teeth and spit out a few words word by word, staring at Zhao Xiaoyun with angry eyes.

Zhao Xiaoyun sneered, "Do you think we can still make peace?" "Really, it's obvious that they came to the door, if you have to repeat that it was Zhao Xiaoyun who is looking for death, you may not even have a good brain if you lose.

The man in black suddenly retreated a few steps, and several other black-clothed people around him quickly surrounded him, protecting the person in the lead, and fighting with Zhao Xiaoyun.

Under the attack from all sides, Zhao Xiaoyun was unhurried, picking and scrapping opponents one by one.

"Whoa—"

The man in black who was protected picked up a black whistle in his arms and blew it.

"Let's go, they're calling!" Hitomi Wu didn't care much about these twenty or so people, but when he saw that they were coming again, he didn't know how many people there were, and he didn't know how to escort Zhao Xiaoyun away safely, and he was eager to retreat at the moment.

As for who these people are, he will investigate and kill them.

Zhao Xiaoyun's face was solemn, and he knew that this was not the time to be prestigious, so he nodded and was about to retreat.

"I want to go, no way!" The cold voice of the black-clothed man at the head sounded, and the rest of the people desperately besieged Zhao Xiaoyun and the others as if they were not going to die.

Hitomi Wu couldn't take care of Ma Chao after all, and watched him add a few more wounds, with red circles under his eyes, gritting his teeth and not saying a word.

Zhao Xiaoyun's situation was slightly better, but there were more people besieging her, and a spear could not withstand the killers in all directions.

As time passed, both Zhao Xiaoyun and Hitomi had wounds on their bodies.

The blood ran down the body, the ground had already been dyed red, more than half of the killers were dead, and the rest of me was still breathing, but the more Zhao Xiaoyun's heart became more and more uneasy at this time.

Because their helpers are likely to be coming soon!

The two of them plus Ma Chao, who doesn't know anything, is definitely a dead end in the face of the upcoming wave of energetic killers!

"Hurry up, my highness!" Hitomi Wuti slipped Ma Chao, rushed to Zhao Xiaoyun's side, threw the dying Ma Chao at Zhao Xiaoyun, and put forward this remark that Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't accept.

"I can leave alone, you guys go to the barracks quickly!" Hitomi blocked the killer's sword and said without looking back.

Zhao Xiaoyun looked at Ma Chao, who was so weak that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, she really couldn't say anything, but she also knew that the best way at this time was for the two of them to leave, and Hitomi Wu looked for a chance to get out. Otherwise, absolutely three people die together.

"Senior brother, you wait for me." Zhao Xiaoyun made up his mind. took Ma Chao and galloped to the barracks.

"Want to go?" The leader snorted coldly, raised his hand, and immediately a few people went to stop Zhao Xiaoyun.

"Z-"

Zhao Xiaoyun didn't block it, and the right hand holding the spear was cut, and the flesh and blood were blurred suddenly.

Zhao Xiaoyun endured the pain and stabbed the man with a backhand.

The situation is getting worse and worse.

Even if Zhao Xiaoyun desperately rushed back, he was still in a hurry after being injured, and his speed was always slower.

Seeing that the military camp was close at hand, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't be happy in her heart, the more time she delayed, the more dangerous her senior brother became.

Finally, Zhao Xiaoyun rushed to the rear of the barracks, and the people chasing and killing behind still refused to give up.

With Zhao Xiaoyun, they rushed into the barracks.

Zhao Xiaoyun was shocked, who did he provoke? Why would you rather send someone to the barracks to die than let her die?

There are thousands of thoughts in my head, and I dare not stop.

"What people!"

A stern reprimand sounded, and with a pair of neat footsteps, he went to Zhao Xiaoyun's side.

"Hurry up and kill him!"

A few people in the rear would rather die today than go back alive before the mission is fully alive.

So, at the moment when Zhao Xiaoyun's energy was about to run out, the people in the rear had exhausted their martial arts and had to rush forward.

The long sword came out, and Zhao Xiaoyun added a few more frightening wounds to his body.

Zhao Xiaoyun's steps softened, and he fell to the ground with Ma Chao, looking at several people with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Stop!" The patrol finally arrived, and their eyes were shocked that someone had entered the barracks in broad daylight!

But the killer would never listen to the words of the patrol, he really stopped, and while the patrol couldn't stop them, the red-dyed sword in his hand stabbed at Zhao Xiaoyun, who was surrounded by them.