You Zhukong glared angrily, not daring to get too close to the enemy, he turned and ran sideways, wanting to take advantage of his physical strength.

Sure enough, Wu Liang was greatly surprised when he saw his incomparably fast skills, and immediately sent out two sword rays, both of which were barely dodged by You Zhukong.

Wu Liang's forehead was bruised, his teeth were clenched, the muscles of his body were bursting, and the machete was covered with a faint layer of air, and suddenly he roared violently and swung a knife with all his might.

You Zhu jumped up in the air, trying to dodge, but the knife was fierce, and he was no longer in a hurry to dodge, he snorted, was hit in both legs, and fell to the ground hard, feeling that his legs were broken and the general pain was severe.

You Zhukong snorted twice, gritted his teeth and got up again.

Wu Liang was secretly frightened, why is this kid so durable? So desperate? Changed to an ordinary person, he was hit twice by himself, and he was seriously injured if he didn't die. Seeing You Zhukong's tenacity, his heart was frightened.

You Zhukong limped and continued to fight with him, occasionally finding a gap, and he could attack two swords, but he was hit by countless knives on his body, and soon his body was covered with bruises, and his whole body was covered with black and green scars, and some of the wounds had begun to ooze blood.

Fortunately, Wu Liang was afraid of his tenacity and sword, and did not dare to get too close, otherwise You Zhukong would already be in a different place.

However, every time You Zhukong was injured, Wu Liang would mock, as if he was playing a game of cat and mouse.

You Zhukong thought that he couldn't get close to the enemy, and he would always be beaten passively, and he was ruthless and gambling, and suddenly rushed towards the bandit leader.

Wu Liang was taken aback, thinking that this kid was really deadly, and then sent out a knife strike, You Zhukong shouted at the same time, and jumped high, jumping two or three meters high, far beyond ordinary people.

Wu Liang had a big accident, the sword missed, seeing You Zhukong falling into the air, the Haihong Sword slammed down, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly rolled down on the spot, and he was extremely wolf.

You Zhukong faintly felt that running in a straight line was easy for the enemy to predict his position, so he ran around like this, and was taken by surprise, but it was easy to get close to the enemy.

He was secretly excited, and suddenly felt the air flow surging in front of him, and he knew that something was wrong, only to feel a heavy knife in the chest, and immediately golden blood splashed.

Wu Liang turned out to be able to make a move while rolling down, and secretly attacked successfully. Wu Liang laughed and stood up, suddenly saw his golden blood, was greatly surprised, and wondered: "What kind of blood did you kid leave! You can't be a monster!"

Divine Dragon Bloodline!Maybe it can cure Yanran!

You Zhukong suddenly had a strange thought in his heart, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he immediately felt that his confidence was doubled, and his blood was surging.

He tried his best to restrain his feelings, covering his wounds with one hand and holding the Haihong Sword in the other, endured severe pain, swam around the leader of the robbers, and said in a deep voice: "Let you see the power of monsters! Today is either you die or I live!"

Wu Liang roared angrily, the machete spun up, and it actually sent out two swords in a row, You Zhukong didn't dare to block, jumped up, jumped more than two meters high, and actually dodged.

You Zhukong realized that he might be affected by the blood of the dragon, and his explosive power and bounce power became stronger and stronger, so he dodged left and right, jumping repeatedly, dodging the sword of the bandit leader.

After being entangled like this for a moment, Wu Liang's aura was exhausted, and he was holding the machete a little breathing, it seemed that his strength was 108,000 miles behind Shui Chunyanran.

You Zhukong saw the opportunity, sprinted around the opponent, and suddenly approached, jumped up, and slashed with a sword.

Wu Liang raised the machete to block, the swords intersected, the machete knocked out a gap, the Haihong Sword was not damaged at all, Wu Liang's hand was shocked and numb, he was even more panicked in his heart, this kid in front of him is really evil!

After You Zhukong finished a move, he didn't dare to stay, continued to swim, and when he flashed to the opponent's flank, he repeated his old trick and jumped up again.

Wu Liang roared violently and blocked with all his might, but blocked a void. You Zhukong made a beautiful feint, suddenly rolled on the spot, rolled over to the enemy, slashed at the enemy, and then quickly dodged like a ghost.

Wu Liang was in the middle of the sword in his left rib, roared, and the machete danced wildly, protecting his body, blood was gushing on his body, and his injuries were worse than You Zhukong. You Zhukong held the Haihong Sword, stood in the distance, looked at him coldly, and did not attack.

Wu Liang wanted to bandage the wound, You Zhukong went to harass him, the other party wanted to pursue him, You Zhukong fled, and even used delaying tactics to treat others in his own way!

After a long time, Wu Liang's body was overwhelmed, and he roared again and again, and even scolded: "You despicable villain!"

You Zhukong sneered and said, "To deal with despicable people, you should be even more despicable!" After that, You Zhukong held the Haihong Sword in his hand, stared at the other party with his eyes, and walked towards the enemy step by step.

Wu Liang roared angrily, raised his machete, and slashed with all his strength, wanting to kill You Zhukong with one move. You Zhukong also roared angrily, suddenly turned sideways, dodged the sword, and then jumped sideways and volleyed a sword.

Wu Liang screamed miserably, his left arm was cut off, blood gushed out, and You Zhukong said coldly: "This sword is for Miss Yanran!"

After saying that, he approached again, holding the sword in both hands, from the bottom to the top, using all the strength of his body, to split a sword, Wu Liang howled, and his other arm was also cut off. You Zhukong said in a deep voice: "This sword is for me!"

Wu Liang's arms were cut off, which hurt to the bone marrow, and he was extremely frightened, he felt as if he was standing in front of death, and this ordinary boy in front of him had become so terrifying now! He began to deeply regret his arrogance.

"Don't! spare your life!" Wu Liang was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he was scared to pee, and at the same time begged for mercy loudly.

You Zhukong did not waver, and finally held the sword with both hands, and stabbed out a sword with all his might, Wu Liang snorted, was pierced through his chest by the long sword, fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and died of anger.

You Zhukong, a person who has nothing to do, actually defeated a cultivator, although the other party's level is poor, but it is also a feat, he is secretly glad to have the help of the Divine Dragon Bloodline and the Sea Rainbow Sword.

Thinking of Yanran, he didn't dare to stay, thinking of that glimmer of life in his heart, although his whole body was in severe pain and his limbs trembled, he still gritted his teeth and ran back to the cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, You Zhukong took out Shui Chun Yanran's dagger, stabbed him in the wrist, and then used his other hand to move away Yanran's small mouth, pouring the golden blood that continued to be left into her mouth.

Shui Chunyan snorted in a coma, and subconsciously drank his golden blood. After a long time, a lot of blood flowed out of Youzhukong, and he felt a little dizzy, so he stopped, tore his clothes into strips, and wrapped his wounds.

Shui Chun Yanran drank a lot of golden blood, but there was no reaction, You Zhukong just guarded her in a daze, until the night, Yanran's already cold body gradually began to heat up, and her heartbeat became stronger.

You Zhukong was overjoyed, and hurriedly went out to find a large amount of fruit and snail meat, and ate a lot of food, so that he could quickly recover his blood and feed Yanran.

In this way, You Zhukong would cut his wrist every day and feed Shui Chun Yanran a lot of blood.

A few days have passed, Yanran's condition is getting better and better, her breathing is even, her heartbeat is normal, and her complexion is ruddy, but she has not woken up.

On this day, You Zhukong fed her blood, and felt a splitting headache, with such a large amount of frequent blood loss, he had entered the limit state.

Soon You Zhukong fell asleep, and when he woke up in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt that his face was wet, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Shui Chunyanran looking down at him, with tears in his eyes.

You Zhukong was overjoyed, jumped up, hugged Yanran, and cheered: "You're awake! You're finally awake!"

Shui Chunyan smiled, nodded with tears, and said softly: "I have been semi-comatose and semi-awake these days, I just feel that I am drinking your blood every day, and I finally woke up today, you, what are you suffering, if you lose blood again, you will die!"

You Zhukong said happily: "How can I die so easily, even if you drink for another month, I won't die!"

Shui Chunyan smiled bitterly and said: "I haven't died for the time being, but the poison in the middle has not been resolved, and the injury has not healed, I have become a wasted person, and the day is not safe, you say, what is the point of living for a few more days!"

You Zhukong stroked her shoulder and said softly: "Silly girl, it will be fine after all, I will always take care of you until it is good!"

Shui Chunyan said quietly: "What if it can't be better for a lifetime?"

You Zhukong said with a fever in his heart: "Then, then I will take care of you for the rest of your life!"

Shui Chunyanran had a happy expression on her face, slowly lay down, and fell into a deep sleep.

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