In the face of the joint attack of the two, the man in black still did not panic. Read the full text of the latest chapter

He took a nimble step at his feet, his body was short, and he lowered his head and rushed towards the two of them.

And he is extremely fast, he should have cultivated an extremely clever body technique, and with a flicker, he crossed the seal of sword light and sword light and rushed in front of the two.

Just between the calcium carbide firelight, the man in black dodged the attack of the two, and smashed his fists down on the two like sledgehammers.

The sword light had already missed, but the enemy's fist was about to hit his head, and at this moment, He Wuxian's heart was alarmed, and his nerves were tense.

At the critical moment, he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only withdraw the blood-drinking knife to defend himself, holding the blood-drinking knife in both hands and blocking it above his head.

"Bell!" There was a loud bang, and the huge fist of the man in black slammed into the blood-drinking knife, which immediately made He Wuzhen's arm numb, and his eyes were full of stars.

The strength of the black-clothed man's punch definitely reached 20,000 catties, and it directly hit He Wuxian's waist with him, and his internal organs surged.

Looking at Ziyun's fate again, almost the same as He Wuxian, she held the Burning Sun Sword to block the fist of the man in black, but she was beaten down and retreated.

A second-level samurai and a sixth-level samurai, even if they attack together, they are not the opponent of the martial artist of the man in black.

One move repelled the two, and the man in black abandoned He Wuxian, his body flashed with golden Yuan Force light, and his speed doubled, chasing Ziyun and rushing over.

This time, the man in black did not use a powerful fist, and stretched out his hand like an eagle's claw to grab Ziyun, clearly trying to capture him.

He Wuxian suddenly became anxious, burst out angrily, stomped his feet on the ground, and shot at the back of the man in black like a sharp arrow.

"Shocking!" he held the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and stabbed the man in black in the back with all his might, this knife was faster than the previous limit.

What's more, on the tip of the blood-drinking knife, the knife qi condensed into a three-foot-long blade, sharp and sharp.

It is no exaggeration to say that even a martial artist powerhouse like the man in black would never dare to despise this blow, and the blood-drinking knife was enough to break his protective power.

In this situation, if the man in black continues to capture Ziyun, he will inevitably be stabbed by the blood-drinking knife, and if he turns back to resist the blood-drinking knife, Ziyun will have a chance to escape.

At the dangerous moment, the man in black immediately abandoned Ziyun, turned around and threw two fists at the blood-drinking knife.

"Beacon fire!" The man in black snorted coldly, and his fists suddenly turned into the size of sandbags, blooming with a dazzling Yuan Force light.

A muffled sound sounded, and the man in black burst out with a ten-percent punch, which slammed firmly into the blade of the blood-drinking knife.

Blade vs. fist!

This is a hard-fought and fierce duel, without any fancy, all that is fought is strength and strength.

In the smashing sword light and fists, Ziyun only saw He Wuxian being blown away, like a sandbag falling on the street three feet away.

Seeing this, Ziyun's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of panic and worry.

Regardless of his injuries, he ran over with an anxious face and hugged He Wuxian in his arms.

"Why no hate, why no hate?

Defeated He Wuxian with one move, the man in black did not pursue, he quietly withdrew his fist and caged it in his sleeve.

A drop of blood, slipping from his cuff, fell to the ground.

Obviously, although the man in black defeated He Wuxian, his fist was also broken, and an inch-long wound was pierced on the back of his hand.

"With the strength of a mere second-level samurai, he can even hurt me, this son's talent is shocking!"

"I didn't expect that the notorious gentleman He Dashao in Yujing City was so deeply hidden. ”

The man in black was masked, so he couldn't see his expression, but no one knew that the shock in his heart was incomparable.

He came to Ziyun without hurrying, bowed slightly and said, "You should go back, don't let the master worry." ”

Ziyun was holding the unconscious He Wuxian, full of grief and anxiety, and at this time he raised his head and glared at the man in black fiercely with a pair of clear eyes: "Get out of here! I don't want to see you!"

The man in black didn't even make a move, nor did he get angry, he bowed slightly again, and said calmly: "Please don't embarrass me." ”

At this time, a figure rushed out of the Colosseum, this person was round and sleek like a bun, and his face was anxious and panicked.

He was none other than Tang Bao, and behind him were eight guards armed with swords.

As soon as he saw the scene on the street, seeing He Wuxian with his eyes closed, being held in his arms by Ziyun and not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Tang Bao's eyes suddenly turned red.

"it, kill that assassin and get revenge on Da Shao!"

Among the eight guards, there were Tang Bao's guards, and there were also guards from He Mansion, and after hearing this, he carried his sword and killed the man in black without saying a word.

The man in black turned his head, his eyes swept over the eight guards, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he said to Ziyun: "No matter what, please go back before tonight, otherwise you will know the consequences." ”

After saying a word, the man in black turned around and walked away without saying a word, and his speed was extremely fast, and he flew onto the roof of the street with a stomp of his feet, and disappeared in a few flashes.

Several guards chased him out, He Dashao's life and death are now unknown, and they must do their best to catch the assassin, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable.

Tang Bao's eyes were red, his face was crying, and he ran to He Wuxian in three or two steps, and when he squatted in front of He Wuxian, he raised his hand and pumped himself a few times.

"Da Shao, Da Shao, you must not have anything to do! Blame me, blame me for being stupid, I have to call you to come to the Colosseum to play, I hurt you, Da Shao. ”

Tang Bao's regret was beyond words.

Unexpectedly, He Dashao slowly opened his eyes at this time, glanced at Tang Bao angrily and said, "Sugar buns, Lao Tzu is not dead yet, crying and mourning." ”

"Huh?" Tang Bao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened, but no, He Dashao was not injured at all, and he did not see blood, so he should not be injured.

Ziyun saw that He Wuxian had woken up, and he was also happy in his heart, and the grief and anger on his face dissipated. "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and find a place to heal him. ”

Tang Bao, who was still a little stunned by Ziyun's roar, woke up like a dream, and hurriedly took Ziyun into the Colosseum and entered a quiet room.

He Wuxian kept his eyes closed, his face was a little pale, and he seemed to be really injured, so Ziyun carried him all the way into the room.

Tang Bao hurriedly went to find the doctor, there was no one else in the house, Ziyun hugged He Wuxian and put him on the bed, but He Dashao hugged him and refused to let go.

"He Wuxian, hey, let go, lie down if you are injured!" He Dashao was lying on the bed, Ziyun was also bending over and hugging him, but He Wuxian refused to let go, and the two of them remained intimate and lay on the bed like this, which undoubtedly made Ziyun ashamed and angry, and shouted anxiously.

At this time, He Dashao suddenly opened his eyes, with a wicked smile on his face, staring at the purple clouds that were close at hand, and blowing hot air into his face.

"Who the hell are you? Ziyun is not your real name, are you? You are definitely not a little eunuch!"

Ziyun anxiously wanted to get rid of He Wuxian's embrace, and was struggling anxiously, but unexpectedly, He Wuxian suddenly said this, and his face suddenly froze.

However, he was only stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his face away from He Wuxian, and pretended to be calm: "He Wuxian, have you been beaten in the head?" What nonsense, let go of me, I'll go get you medicine." ”

The evil smile on He Wuxian's face became even stronger, and his hands were like a pair of iron tongs, firmly holding Ziyun and refusing to let go.

"Okay, play dumb with me, huh?"

While speaking, He Dashao stretched out a hand and pressed it on Ziyun's chest with lightning speed.

Suddenly, Ziyun was shocked by electricity, and the whole person was stunned.

His body stiffened, his eyes glared at the boss, and his handsome little face was full of horror.

"Well, that's true. He Wuxian showed a pleasant smile on his face, felt the soft and plump touch coming from the palm of his hand, and couldn't help but pinch it twice.

This time, Ziyun, who was stunned for a moment, finally woke up like a dream, and completely broke out.

"Ahh

"Why don't you hate, you stinky rascal! You shameless, you nasty!"

Ziyun, dressed as a scholar, jumped out a foot away, glaring at He Dashao on the bed with angry eyes, his hands on his chest, and his face was full of shame.

He Dashao sat up slowly, with an expression of endless enjoyment on his face, and made a grasping posture with his right hand, and exclaimed: "It's so big, so soft, I can't grasp it with one hand." ”

Such a scene made Ziyun even more ashamed and indignant, his face blushed to the base of his neck, and he pounced through gritted teeth, waving his small fist and beating He Wuxian fiercely.

He Dashao swept away the weak appearance just now this time, and dodged quickly and sensitively, Ziyun chased him around the house eight times, but failed to catch him.

After fighting for a while, Ziyun found that he couldn't catch up with He Wuxie, so he had to stop, and the two stood still across a round table.

He Wuxian stared at Ziyun and asked the question in his heart: "Tell me, who are you? Why do you pretend to be a little eunuch and a woman to disguise yourself as a man?"

Obviously, Ziyun is not a little eunuch, nor is he a little Xiucai.

She turned out to be a girl, and she also had a pair of big.

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