With the dense blades of grass completely covering his figure, Li Yuchen was ready to fight, and his left and right hands caressed the bamboo flute.

In the previous battle, the bamboo flute blocked the sharp blade, but also left a lot of scars on the body of the flute, gently rubbing it with his hand, the initial warmth and lubrication were no longer greasy, and instead there were many convex and uneven bumps and bumps, which made him feel sad when touched.

"You're the last thing I can use...... You have to persevere!" he said in his heart, his two palms kept stroking the bamboo flute, as if he wanted to smooth the scars on the flute's body, and encouraged him with a little pain, but also said to himself, let himself be full of confidence, find an opportunity, and start a war!

"Big brother, we've wasted too much time, it's time to join up with the second brother. After a short rest, and his strength was slightly restored, the stout man got up from the ground, glanced at the woman lying on the ground that could be seen vaguely, his eyes swept over the rolling green waves, but he did not see the end of the grass.

The lean man got up, looked at the reddening sky, and nodded slightly: "It's indeed time to leave." "It's not far from night, God knows if there is danger hidden in this meadow, and there are countless opportunities waiting for you, and time is too precious to be wasted.

Carefully distinguishing the subtle sound of the grass, the bamboo flute was clenched in his hand, Li Yuchen held the bamboo flute tightly, his mind was highly concentrated, and he moved quietly, calculating the time to attack.

"Big brother, let's go. The stout man said, flicked the green grass in front of him, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the woman lying on the ground, but suddenly accelerated, slightly to the right, driving the whole body to move forward rapidly, and turned in the air, his right hand with a short sword to the left, cutting through the blade of grass, pointing to a green different from the blade of grass.

With a "ding" sound, the short sword in the hand of the strong man collided with the bamboo flute, but it did not completely block the bamboo flute, and was stabbed in the left shoulder by a force, and his body retreated.

The lean man heard the slight sound, focused his attention, and shouted loudly: "It's that kid!" The sword shadow danced brightly, cutting through the green grass blocking him, and slashed straight at Li Yuchen.

"Bang!"

The four crashing sounds almost coincided, with a dull spread, Li Yuchen blocked the long sword and short sword with the bamboo flute in his hand, and at the same time with a slight deviation of the force, a punch hit the right arm of the strong man holding the short sword, and the left hand of the strong man met the bamboo flute, and under the small force of the contact with the bamboo flute, he grabbed the bamboo flute.

Li Yuchen grabbed the bamboo flute with his right hand, pulling to block the attack of the long sword falling, the fist of his left hand was slightly loosened, his arm and wrist exerted force, and his palm moved quickly to grab the loose short sword in the hand of the strong man, and he also had confidence that he could capture the short sword.

Although the bamboo flute is hard and can resist the attack of the blade, the attack strength is insufficient, and the damage caused by the blade is not as obvious.

His left hand touched the hilt of the short sword, but it was not complete, the palm of the hand also touched the cold, the pain spread from the palm, the bright red blood stained the blade, fighting for more serious injuries, he exerted his strength again, pulled out the short sword, grabbed it with his left hand fiercely, changed the angle, and stabbed straight at the face of the strong man.

"Ahh

A terrible wail sounded in the grass, and as the breeze drifted into the distance, with a wisp of blood splashing and a muffled snort, the four figures in the grass were distinct.

The short sword stabbed the right side of the strong man's face, and pierced the flesh, pierced the bone, and pierced the face, while Li Yuchen was hit in the right shoulder by a fist, and retreated with a force, and when he retreated, he withdrew the bamboo flute, and his left hand exerted force, and under the strength of the strong man's retreat, he almost failed to pull out the short sword.

It hurts, he knows, but the strong man hurts even more, and this attack is even more deadly, in other words, he earned, but it is not worth being happy, after all, this is a sneak attack, and he won the initiative, the effect is not as he thought, there are too many differences, and even forcibly grabbing the short sword is a momentary impulse.

However, he succeeded, captured the dagger and inflicted great damage on the strong man, and although he was slightly wounded, he still had the strength to fight, and with the help of the dagger, he would be even stronger.

"Ah Ming!" The thin man shouted urgently, his eyes suddenly turned red, without the slightest hesitation, taking advantage of Li Yuchen's being hit by him, the long sword reflected a slightly scarlet light, and slashed towards him, his heart was furious, and he wanted to harvest his life quickly.

The shadow of the sword was magnified, Li Yuchen decisively lifted the bamboo flute, and paused slightly with the help of the soft resistance of the green grass, but after all, it was a passive block, the bamboo flute touched the long sword, and was pressed down by the long sword, the right shoulder was hit, and there was fatigue for a short time, fortunately, the bamboo flute was lifted above his head, there was enough space to buffer, and the left arm was successfully raised, against the bamboo flute, and the attack was prevented together.

The long sword was blocked, and the next moment was cut to his right hand, he saw that the situation was not good, and retreated again, while retreating, his right hand pulled the bamboo flute back, but because of the real thing under his feet, the body fell backwards, and the long sword approached again, subconsciously, the right hand was lightly raised, and the left hand threw the short sword out, and all the power that could be used was attached to the short sword.

"Ahh

Another terrible wail, originating from the lean man, and dispelled Li Yuchen's desire to scream, his left hand relied on the green grass and the ground, steadied his body with difficulty, and quickly changed from the posture of falling, squatting on the ground, his eyes swept over the green blades of grass, and fell on the lean man who was a little unclear.

Ignoring the crimson color of his clothes being cut off by the blade of the sword, he held the bamboo flute with his left hand and his right hand, and his leg muscles drove his body to jump up violently, puffing out his right arm and left arm, and when he jumped to a height beyond that of a lean man, he aimed at a head, used the bamboo flute as an iron rod, and slammed it down.

"Bang!"

The bamboo flute rubbed the lean man's right ear straight down, slammed his right shoulder, and also smashed his figure covering his abdomen, and exhaled in pain again, at the same time, Sen Hong's eyes were full of anger, and he raised his right hand, and the long sword slashed weakly at Li Yuchen.

There was a pain in his left leg, which made Li Yuchen's body tremble briefly when he first touched the ground, and he almost failed to stand firmly, but his hands did not stop, shifted to the left, and the power was poured into the bamboo flute, from left to right, slightly from top to bottom, and at the same time as an exclamation, it hit the right neck of the lean man.

"Big brother!" the stout man shouted, his reddened eyes could only watch this scene happen, his fists clenched, his nails broke into the flesh of his palms, the scars and pain on his face were forgotten, and his slightly hesitant body action rushed towards Li Yuchen.

With a muffled sound of "bang", with the sound of broken bones, Li Yuchen noticed the action of the strong man, his steps moved forward quickly, and he grabbed the long sword with almost no effort, holding the sword in his left hand, and slashed forward.

His right hand was no longer able to block the fist, and he didn't do it, allowing the fist to fall above his left chest, and with pain and numbness, he swung his long sword out and slashed at the head of the strong man.

There was only the crisp sound of the skull being broken and Li Yuchen's muffled snort, the stout man did not scream, a pair of red eyes stared blankly ahead, his body fell down, and he fell to the ground after a soft sound of landing less than three meters in front of him, and a slight sound came from the place where the blade of grass touched the ground.

Swallowing the blood that was about to be spit out in his mouth, Li Yuchen retreated, and was still alert to the two people who fell to the ground, afraid that they would not die, and after waiting for a while, it was even more difficult to make up for the two knives, completely cutting off the vitality of the two, and then sat down on the ground, covering his left thigh with his left hand, and arching his right shoulder upward, trying to prevent the blood from draining, and gasping for breath.

After a short breath, he got up from the ground, frowned and muttered, "No, they still have people, it's not safe here at all!"

He inquired about his own situation, his chest was painful, the scar on the palm of his left hand had been scarred, although his right shoulder was painful, the injury was not serious, and there was no bleeding, and there was still a trace of blood oozing out of his left leg, and his body had lost a lot of strength and felt tired.

He was a little silent, took two steps forward with his body low, tore off a black cloth from the corpse, leaned on the thigh scar and strangled it, carefully poked his head out, and could not see the figures around him, leaned down again, got to the thin man, pulled the short sword out of his abdomen, wiped it, and ripped off a black cloth, wrapped the blade of the short sword thickly, and tied it with the bamboo flute, as for the long sword, it was very unsuitable, but it was abandoned by him.

"Can I save you?" After doing this, he looked at the woman who fell to the ground, and pondered a little, "Let's save you, remember to repay me in the future, give me a lot of things...... I'm going to get stronger!" he immediately lowered his body a few more points, pulled the woman, and carried it on his back in a very troublesome way.

"It hurts!" he forcibly moved the woman's back, affecting the injuries on her body, and her thigh was almost bleeding, but he gritted his teeth and tried to lower his body as much as possible, so that the woman's head did not emerge from the grass, and roughly determined the direction when she came, and walked with difficulty.

"I'm so tired...... No, you must not give up!" After taking a few steps, he felt very tired, but he couldn't give up, and in order to divert his attention, he whispered again, "After you go out, you must repay me well, and you must give me a lot of things...... It took me a lot of effort and all my might to save you......"