Gradually, the people on both sides converged, and the army and the Wu family were almost all wounded, supporting their injured companions, and gathered around Zhao Tian.

Facing each other more than ten meters apart, the atmosphere is very heavy, and maybe the fierce fight will suddenly start in the next moment.

"The little girl can't go on like this, the Japanese people are obviously premeditated, and all of them are martial artists above the late master level!"

The extremely powerful old man of the Wu family walked up to the front and faced Duan Xuedao, who had come in a hurry and was holding Liu Xing, who was crumbling.

Zhao Tian noticed that the old man had several wounds on his body, and his clothes were stained with blood, and even half of his sleeves were missing.

There were only ten young people left behind the old man, which was obviously a little sparser than before.

Although these young boys and girls were all injured, and some even needed to help each other to stand and not fall, the previous kind of youth and arrogance were much less, and there was more of a warrior's iron blood, as if they had suddenly grown up, and became a lot more mature.

"Stinky rascal!" When Zhao Tian's gaze fell on a very delicate girl, he was suddenly glared at fiercely by this girl.

This girl was the very arrogant little girl who had despised Zhao Tian in the square before, she took a low sip with a red face, and quickly covered her chest with her hand.

Zhao Tian was speechless, the corners of his eyes jumped, he was really hit, but the girl's injury happened to be in the chest, and Zhao Tian was observing the injuries of these people again.

Although the girl's voice was not loud, none of the people present who were not extraordinary martial artists heard this sentence clearly, and looked at Zhao Tian with strange eyes.

It's still a bunch of little kids!

was very depressed and embarrassed, and couldn't help but slander in his heart, and quickly changed the topic.

"It's been so long, doesn't the army have reinforcements?" Through the previous battles, Zhao Tian obviously felt that each of these Japanese warriors was a master, and it would be difficult for the army to defeat the other party even if he was added.

His thoughts raced, and he realized that none of the people from the Yanhuang Pavilion had appeared from beginning to end, and he felt that they might be the backhands of the official and would come to support soon.

"There shouldn't be anyone coming to reinforce in a short period of time!" Confirming that Liu Xing had only lost too much blood and had not been fatally injured, Duan Xue handed Liu Xing over to a soldier behind him, and said in a very calm tone.

At this moment, this beautiful officer was soaked in blood all over her body, and a clear blood mark on her forehead was still dripping drops of red blood.

She was very calm, she didn't care about the injuries in her life, she glanced at Zhao Tian carefully, seemed to guess what Zhao Tian thought, and said very indifferently.

"Yanhuang Pavilion didn't send a master over this time, and we are not a system. ”

Immediately after, Duan Xue turned her head to the white-haired old man holding a black sword.

"Senior Wu Canglang, thank you for your help, these people's goal is us and Hualong Pool, you better take them away!"

As she spoke, Duan Xue looked behind the old man.

Wu Canglang's expression froze, and he turned his head to look at the injured family juniors behind him, and did not speak for a while.

At this time, Zhao Tian knew that this strong man of the Son of Heaven family, named Wu Canglang, suddenly heard Duan Xue's words, Zhao Tian couldn't help but be stunned, and wanted to say something.

"You are Liu Xing's good friend, I will take the rest of the people to stop the Japanese later, and then trouble you to escape here with Hualongchi and Liu Xing." ”

Subtle but clear words suddenly sounded in his ears, and the owner of the voice was none other than Duan Xue.

Zhao Tian looked up and found that he seemed to be the only one who heard this, and he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked at Duan Xue.

However, Duan Xue didn't look at Zhao Tian, as if nothing had happened, still talking to Wu Canglang.

At this moment, the dozens of Japanese warriors who were semi-surrounded and blocked all the retreats of Zhao Tian and the others finally moved.

A masked man in black walked out of it, stopped ten meters away from Zhao Tian and the others, and said in very standard Mandarin.

"Mr. Wu Canglang, this incident has nothing to do with you, you can go against us for hatred, but I want you to think more about the safety of your companions, they are just children after all, are you right?"

"How old are you, how dare you threaten us!"

"Little devil, dare to say it again, master, I'll kill you in minutes!"

"We are the geniuses of the Wu family, and we will never be afraid and run away!

...

A group of boys and girls suddenly exploded and shouted loudly, either to show their bravery, or to disdain and ridicule the supreme Japanese.

For a while, only the noise of these young boys and girls was heard at the scene, like a vegetable market, disorderly, and very naïve!

"Shut up!" Wu Canglang shouted angrily, and his powerful aura spread violently, finally quieting down these young boys and girls.

The hand holding the sword trembled, and it was covered with green tendons, showing the anger of its owner that could barely be suppressed.

Taking a deep breath, the expression on Wu Canglang's face became very complicated, and the hand that was originally holding the sword became weak and relaxed.

"Let's go!"

Wu Canglang seemed to have suddenly aged a lot, didn't say anything more, and left with the boys and girls behind him.

A few teenagers were not convinced and wanted to stay, but they were swept by Wu Cang's words, their necks shrunk, and they obediently followed.

Seeing that the Wu family gradually walked out of the open encirclement with the corpse of the three young men, the more than a dozen people of the Yuan family, who had barely recovered some of their combat effectiveness, glanced at each other, shook their heads, and gave up the idea of fighting for the Dragon Pool again.

His eyes turned to Zhao Tian again, and the masked Japanese man spoke again, sincere and serious, with a very solemn look.

"Your Excellency, you are a real strong man, I admire you very much! We don't want to be your enemy, as long as you get out of the way, this matter has nothing to do with you!" The words were very sincere, and Zhao Tian didn't feel the slightest hostility.

You must know that Zhao Tian killed several people on the other side before, and injured three masters, and had a lot of grudges against the Japanese.

"Can you really ignore the previous matter, and promise not to embarrass me in the future?" Zhao Tian smiled, with a hesitant look in his eyes, as if he was seriously considering, and looked like he was moved by what the other party said.

The smug look in the masked man's eyes could hardly be concealed, and the corners of his mouth under the mask hooked up a sneer, and he was extremely disdainful in his heart: "What a fool! When you kill all the people in the army, you will be next!"

Just as he kept fantasizing about how to kill Zhao Tian in his mind, a joking voice sounded.

"I don't believe in the verbal agreement, otherwise it would be like this, you find a lawyer, let's sign a formal agreement, so that both of us can rest assured!"