A student behind Gu Qianzhou, the cane in his hand seemed to have been turned on by some switch, and a sharp knife was stabbed out, the sharp knife was as thin as a cicada's wings, flashing with a bright cold light, and slashed directly at Gu Qianye.

Gu Qianye saw that the sharp knife was swaying, and the backlight stabbed at him, and he couldn't control the black horse under him, and his body quickly bent back, and he could dodge.

However, this student was clearly not a student, but a master in disguise, and he didn't hit it with a knife, so he quickly raised his sharp knife and slashed towards Gu Qianye's lightning again.

Gu Qianye's body leaned back, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't dodge, waiting to be disemboweled by this sharp knife, but he didn't want to, just when the sharp knife landed an inch above the tip of his heart, a stick stabbed obliquely, and with a "bang-" sound, blocking the sharp knife.

Gu Qianzhou knew that Gu Qianye was in danger, and he had been protecting him intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't expect that it was a gangster among the students!

If it weren't for this staff blocking this sharp knife, Chino would have been disemboweled!

The picture in front of him coincided with the bloody picture in the dream, Gu Qianzhou was so angry that he reversed the blood, and the staff in his hand was injected with thousands of powers in an instant, but after a few breaths, the sharp knife was lifted aside.

The gangster glanced at Gu Qianzhou, as if he was stunned for a moment that he would stop himself.

But as a professional killer, he quickly regained his concentration, and his target today was Gu Qianye, to let Gu Qianye die on the polo field.

As soon as he contemplated his true qi, his whole body strength gathered on the sharp knife, and the sharp knife gathered a thunderous momentum in an instant, and slashed towards Gu Qianye again.

Gu Qianye was confused by the situation in front of him, how could Yan Xiaothief help him?

He was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, it was too late to dodge, and the sharp knife slashed straight at the door, and he could only pick up the club and fight him.

It's just that the stick is as good as a sharp knife that sharpens iron like clay, and the two sides are opposite, and the stick breaks in response.

Gu Qianzhou came at a gallop, picked up his club to protect him, and in an instant, he had already made more than a dozen moves with the gangsters.

The accident happened in an instant, and the students were all confused when they saw the two fighting.

When they reacted, they immediately hugged their heads and ran around the mice, and scattered birds and beasts one after another.

Although Gu Qianzhou's kung fu is good, it is still inferior to professional killers, and he is strong and can be leveraged for a while, but he still gradually loses the upper hand.

After a dozen moves, the gangster seemed to see her weakness, avoided her hard bar, and the sharp knife stabbed out at a tricky angle, pointing directly at her head.

Gu Qianzhou retreated again and again, but the speed of retreat could not catch up with the speed of the sharp knife, seeing the cold light splashing, the sharp knife was about to slash her life, Gu Qianzhou closed his eyes for a moment.

There was a wind whistling in my ears, and the sharp sound of "clang" was the roar of the collision of sharp blades.

Gu Qianzhou's falling body suddenly crashed into a warm embrace......

Her eyes opened and met the cold and frosty face of the scumbag prince.

Jun Moshen held her in one hand, and held the long sword in the other hand to fight the gangsters.

The gangster relied on his sharp knife to sharpen iron like clay, regardless of life and death, and slashed straight again, but he didn't want Jun Mo to sink and greet him, and the soft sword in his hand instantly wrapped around the long handle of his sharp knife, and suddenly exerted force.

The gangster was shocked to the point that his account was numb, and as soon as his five fingers were loosened, the long-handled sharp knife was instantly swept away.

At this moment, the clouds flashed in, and the long sword was pointed at the throat of the gangster in an instant.

The gangster was too late to swallow the poison at this moment, his jaw was pressed against him, he couldn't move, and he leaned over and pulled out the poison in his mouth with one hand.