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A hurried sword flower slashed through the air and collided with Yan Ruyu's sword.

When the tip of the sword was almost attached to Xiong Wuye's chest, the sword broke, and the tip of the sword flew out obliquely, scraping a cut on Xiong Wuye's chest.

The wound was neither deep nor long, except for a few drops of blood that flowed pitifully.

Such a wound, of course, is not fatal, and it cannot even weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness, but destroys his own morale.

Look, it took so much effort, but it tickled someone.

Xiong Wuye reached out and wiped it on the wound and sneered.

"Hey, it's time to hit the road."

Yan Ruyu forced herself to cheer up, believing that there was still a chance, but from the bottom of her heart, frustration and despair had begun to spread.

He didn't know what to do.

Anyone who has a premonition that he is dying, is at a loss, not to mention that he is only a 19-year-old boy.

"Kill!"

Fortunately, the young man's courage is always extraordinarily big, and when he heard Wu Cuo's loud shout, Yan Ruyu didn't want to ignore it, and rushed forward with the broken sword.

They had no other way but to rush and kill.

How could Fifth Master Xiong take a swordsman with only one broken sword in his eyes? His opponent was Wu Cuo.

Bang Chang Chang –

With just one move, Wu Cuo's sword was out of his hand.

Now, one of the two swordsmen has lost his weapon, and the other has broken his weapon, which is really not good!

Xiong Wuye turned around and slashed out, and Yan Ruyu had to jump back to avoid it.

"I take back what I just said, neither of the two of you will die," Fifth Master Xiong touched the back of the dragon knife, as if to appease an anxious old friend.

"Both of them have to die!"

Yan Ruyu's friend was less than ten steps away from him, but he didn't have the ability to fight a way out for this friend.

He began to sulk again, more angrily than ever.

Holding the broken sword in his hand tightly, Yan Ruyu rushed towards Xiong Wuye again, he hoped that Wu Cuo could use this momentary opportunity to escape, as long as Wu Cuo fled outside the house, he would drag Xiong Wuye no matter what.

Wu Cuo didn't escape, he also rushed towards Xiong Wuye, rushing no slower than Yan Ruyu at all, the sword was gone, he used his fist.

"Rubbish! It's time to send you on your way. ”

This time, Xiong Wuye used a lot of strength as soon as he made a move, and a big knife was so fast that it was dazzling, and it seemed to be able to stir up the wind and clouds in the sky.

Yan Ruyu waved the broken sword to block, ping pong, and he didn't know how many sections the remaining broken sword had become, and he desperately rushed towards Wu Cuo.

Wu Cuo didn't even have a broken sword, so what could he do to protect himself? Yan Ruyu's heart tugged at his throat.

Wu Cuo, who couldn't protect himself, was slashed by the dragon knife, and his chest was red.

Even so, he refused to fall, only smiled and moved his mouth.

"Let's go."

He gently spit out a word to Yan Ruyu with his lips, and grabbed Xiong Wuye's hand holding the knife with both hands.

"No!" Yan Ruyu's eyes blurred with tears. He couldn't go, he had made up his mind to live and die with his friends.

But when they wanted to die, someone wouldn't let them die.

The tactful flute sounded, and the fifth master Xiong immediately accepted the trick and stood at the door with his head down. That respectful demeanor turned out to be no different from the people here.

can make Xiong Wuye regard himself as a subordinate, how big does this flute player have to be?

Big people are always mysterious, and this one is no exception.

He wore a mask on his face, and there were no concave features or decorative patterns on the mask, except for two small holes the size of mung beans on a white oval, from which two black eyes happened to be exposed, through which he was scanning the three people in the room.

He was wrapped in a floor-length cloak, and his shoulders were deliberately wide so that people couldn't tell his gender and figure.

"To live, only the living are useful." As soon as he opened his mouth, it was a noise, and he probably had hundreds of fish bones stuck in his throat.

"But they don't want to join the pylorus." Xiong Wuye's voice trembled a little when he spoke, as if he was afraid that the masked man would think that he was incompetent.

The masked man looked at Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo with interest.

Wu Cuo was standing the farthest away from the door, and he had already made up his mind to die here, using his death to buy time for his friends to escape.

Isn't Yan Ruyu like this? Since Xiong Wuye accepted the recruitment, he had secretly moved several steps towards Wu Cuo.

"Hehe, interesting." The masked man smiled: "I can let a person go, he can challenge the Ten Thousand Bears Gang Leader at any time within a year, as long as he defeats the Ten Thousand Bears Gang Leader, he can leave with his friends." It's just that the one who stays will have to suffer. ”

"I'll stay!"

"You go!"

The two teenagers gave the answer at the same time.

The masked man was not in a hurry to answer them, and continued to speak: "It's not too bitter, as long as you let Fifth Master Xiong cut a knife on him every day." Don't worry, Xiong Wuye's knife skills are very good, and I dare to guarantee that this person who stays behind will definitely survive for a year. ”

"I've already been stabbed today, and that counts." Wu Cuo pulled the blood-stained robe on his chest, and simply lay on the ground and found the most comfortable position to rest.

"Nope! I'll stay! Yan Ruyu lay down next to him and couldn't get up.

"I'm wounded, and my martial arts aren't as good as yours." Wu Cuo turned his head and smiled at Yan Ruyu, "Let's go, I'm still waiting for you to come back and save me." ”

Wu Cuo's words were very reasonable, Yan Ruyu couldn't help but shed tears when he heard it, he hated why what he said was so reasonable.

"You need a good sword," Wu Cuo touched the sword that fell to the ground and stuffed it into Yan Ruyu's hand, "Mine is not very good, but it is much stronger than the one you used before." ”

Yan Ruyu held Wu Cuo's sword, and there was a sense of courage on that sword, which flowed into his heart through the hand holding the sword, making his heart firmer.

"I'll come to save you, you can't die." Although the words were full of tears, Yan Ruyu's eyes had a light again.

"Okay, I'll live."

Yan Ruyu thought that he was strong enough, and when he walked out of this courtyard, the ridicule of the two multi-mouthed magpies on the tree made him fall to the brink of collapse again.

He didn't know how to defeat Fifth Master Xiong in a year, and when he thought of what Wu Cuo would suffer next, his heart was like a knife.

When his thoughts were confused to a certain extent, he actually thought of a hundred miles and ten steps.

In addition to the fact that he had just met this person, he was more impressed, and because he had defeated Tongpylori in a hundred miles and ten steps.

It was also Tonghumen who detained Wu Cuo, they have a common enemy, with this, a hundred miles and ten steps should help him, right?

But he is Yan Ruyu, the person who humiliated the Baili family in public, with this, how could Baili Ten Steps help him?

Yan Ruyu really hated herself, why did she want to accept disciples?!

But he had no other way, he could only go to Baili Mountain Villa to try again. For the sake of his friends, even if he goes there and is scolded twice and beaten three times, as long as he is willing to help him in a hundred miles and ten steps, he is willing.

When the boy is willing to put down his son to do something, he begins to grow up.