The two men are trying their best to seize control of Rapier, one is seriously wounded, and the other has to deal with the ensuing attacks for a long time. As far as the situation is concerned, it is half a pound and eight taels.

But as time passed, Wu Fan always suffered, and with one less hand to defend, his situation became more and more difficult, and every attack of the black-clothed guards could cause more or less damage, and he was in the embarrassing situation of losing too much blood.

In this way, the four girls are not in a hurry even if they are full of hatred, and it is still very pleasant to watch the hated person slowly lose blood and die.

The vitality was gradually exhausted, Wu Fan's strength was fading, and the thin sword that had been pushed out began to stab inch by inch, and the muscles slowly became hot and bleeding in the friction, he couldn't help but snort and spit blood on the face of the fourth girl.

She was laughing, a few wisps of cold light flashed in her playful eyes, and she turned her head to avoid the blood foam, and the right hand of the four girls holding the sword twisted half a circle, and then turned back, the movement was very slow, but judging from the other party's twitching muscles, the effect was very good.

Mu Feng, who was facing Wu Fan with his back, seemed to notice the strangeness behind him, and he asked, "Can you still stand it?" ”

Due to the problem of position, Mu Feng couldn't see the fourth girl, but after hearing the conversation between her and Wu Fan, he knew that Wu Fan, the ordinary black-clothed guard, was indeed not afraid, but if he added that woman...... He shuddered at the thought of the huge rift in the inn.

If it were him, he would not have been able to deal with this level of enemy under the siege of the black-clothed guards, and he would not have lasted too long. Although Wu Fan has rough skin and thick meat, his strength is not as good as his own, and he should have reached the limit.

Mu Feng's guess was right, if the fourth girl was in her heyday, Wu Fan would have become a corpse long ago.

"Yes...... Wow......"

Wu Fan, who was angry, still wanted to hold on, he didn't like the eyes of the fourth girl, if he could, he would press this dead girl under him and let her know that Lao Tzu was a man! It's a pity that the body still can't support it. The blood foam that had been forcibly swallowed churned out of the stomach and squirted out of the open mouth.

Then he laughed, because the blood beads that were sprinkled like rain fell on the cold face of the fourth girl, and a few of them were still hanging between her eyebrows, and the scope of this sudden "attack" was too wide, but the four girls who were reluctant to let go of the thin sword couldn't dodge.

"Look for death!"

The four girls who were stunned for a while shouted angrily, and the sharp female voice suddenly rose, and she concentrated all the strength of her body on her right hand and thrust it in.

Wu Fan really realized what it means to be happy and sad this time, his mouth was still grinning, but his expression was frozen, it was the moment of happiness, his rock-solid mind relaxed, and it was just when the four girls were angry with a stab, after all, his hand did not grasp it steadily, and let the thin sword jump in.

My life is at rest!

This thought instantly popped into Wu Fan's mind.

Immediately after, his body was dragged backwards by a huge force, and the speed was not inferior to the path of the four girls' thin sword, and it was also a loss that he never let go of the palm holding the thin sword.

In the darkness, a cold light suddenly slashed, and the sound of breaking wind descended from the sideways, heading straight for the four girls' sword-wielding wrists, with an indomitable momentum.

Although the fourth girl was unwilling to give up the great opportunity to assassinate the enemy, she would not use her own hands to exchange the life of a dying person, she cursed secretly, and her arm swung like a wave in a unique rhythm and quickly withdrew the thin sword inserted in Wu Fan's body.

When the thin sword was drawn, Wu Fan's spirit was already sober, and he probably thought of the possibility that he was saved. Since the transformation, he is also firm-minded, and his hand naturally refuses to let go, he knows that as long as he snatches the thin sword used by the four girls, this woman's threat will be greatly reduced, just like Mu Feng, if there is no sword in his hand, he will not be Wu Fan's opponent.

But the strange power that suddenly came from the sword's body broke free from his restraints in a push, and Wu Fan could only secretly cry out about pity, and then wanted to curse.

It turned out that Wu Fan's body did not stop in time after being dragged down, but was thrown out like a broken sack. Naturally, there were only rows of cold light shimmering sword soldiers who greeted him, but fortunately, those black-clothed guards didn't react, and they couldn't put on weapons such as spears in time, otherwise it would be possible to tie Wu Fan into a hornet's nest.

Who would have thought that the person who was still fighting with his sword and sword just now would smash his companion behind him as a sandbag? Suddenly, the few black-clothed guards in front couldn't dodge, and were smashed over by Wu Fan's "extra large".

Actually, this can't be blamed on Mu Fengkeng Wu Fan, it is true that the situation is critical, and he has to do it, he needs to block the pursuit of the four girls, and he can't pull Wu Fan back, right? The dragging force is not enough, and without careful calculation, he can only try as hard as possible.

Who let you're overweight!

Mu Feng glanced at Wu Fan worriedly at first, and it wasn't until Wu Fan rolled over with a few black-clothed guards that he breathed a sigh of relief, Fortunately, you are overweight......

Wu Fan, who got up from the black-clothed guard, scolded and got up, if he knew Mu Feng's thoughts, he didn't know how to feel. But the most dangerous moment for him was finally over, and although it was difficult to face the black-clothed guards with a seriously injured body, the opposing hand was also freed, and by the way, he also grabbed the blade of an enemy in close quarters.

On the other side, Mu Feng had already made a few moves with the four girls, and the sound of the gold and iron exchange sounded like fried beans, and the four girls probably recognized the kid in front of them, and transferred all their resentment towards Shen Lian to Mu Feng's body, and the attack speed was extremely fast.

She was wearing black official boots under her feet, her footsteps were spinning, her thin sword was waving and galloping, and the blade of the sword stabbed around Mu Feng's body like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of cold rays were drawn, directly hitting Mu Feng's vital point.

It's a pity that although Mu Feng is not an attribute of attack speed flow, his agility is several times higher than Wu Fan's, and he can stabilize the attack speed in the face of the weakened version of the four girls, but seeing Cang Ming or pushing or splitting, the attack of the thin sword is completely blocked, and for a while, the fire is bursting, and the fire of the four girls is completely smashed back.

After all, she was seriously injured, and she had spent a lot of energy in the battle with Wu Fan, and now she felt a little exhausted, even with the fire in her stomach, her sword speed was more than three points weaker than usual. Although Mu Feng has been fighting for a long time, he has muscle control potential (beginning), and his spirit is more active in the constant battle.

This is Mu Feng's trait, and only when he is forced to the point where he has no way out will he stimulate his potential.

In the continuous collision, the battle attack and defense of the two gradually reversed, and the four girls slowly became passive from the beginning of the tide, and their footsteps also retreated under the pressure of Mu Feng. Her rapier is easy to attack and difficult to defend, and once she falls into decline, her steps back will only get faster and faster.

The frequency of the two battles exceeded that of the black-clothed guards by a large margin, and the terrain was relatively narrow, so the black-clothed guards beside the four girls couldn't intervene at all, for fear of accidentally injuring the adult, so they could only do it in a hurry on the side.

Mu Feng was murderous, and he drank "ahhhhh

He was still too immature, and it wasn't until Wu Fan's painful shouts came from behind him that he suddenly realized that unconsciously, he was drifting away from his teammates.

Looking at the smile that spread wantonly on the corners of the fourth girl's mouth, Mu Feng secretly shouted: It's over, it's a trick......