Li Yunyang hates people like fat people the most in his life, he is sure that this group of people was gathered by fat people, as for what the process is, he doesn't want to know, and he is not interested in knowing.

Even Li Yunyang himself didn't know that after staying here for a year, his personality had become a little bloodthirsty, which may be the old saying about being close to Zhu Zhechi.

"What are you crying for, and you're not dead. Walking down the steps, Li Yunyang kicked hard on Rick's buttocks, who were rolling all over the ground, and looked up at the hundreds of 'spectators' standing in front of him, and the six swords all flew up with a bang under the rotation of his mind, and they turned quickly around Li Yunyang, and the silver sword in his hand that was still stained with a trace of blood was raised high by him, and his condensed gaze became cold.

"Those who dare to offend the Pirka collar will be punished even if they are far away!"

The originally soft voice also seemed to be stiff at the moment, and with the cooperation of the half-crippled Rick at his feet, a murderous aura suddenly slowly spread invisibly......

But what Li Yunyang didn't notice was that just behind him, the Borg, who had been smashed with a tooth, was scanning Li Yunyang's body with a pair of vicious eyes at this time, and when he looked for it, his sword was thrown on the ground not far from him!

Borg endured the sharp pain on his mouth, and a murderous aura flashed in his heart in an instant, how can he say that he is also a heavy sword master at the level of a great sword domain master, even if he Li Yunyang can control six flying swords at the same time, he is used to being arrogant in the territory of Senya, what has he served anyone!

"Dog offal, die!"

Sideways, pounce forward, pick up the sword, charge the cat's waist, kick forward, and then hit Li Yunyang's back with all his might!

This set of complex movements like a cloud of water was rehearsed back and forth in Borg's mind dozens of times, and finally caught a gap in his action, and the whole process was as smooth as he budgeted, not to mention that people can often play an extraordinary level at this crisis juncture, and Borg is no exception, he uses almost every action and every change in the joints to the extreme!

The whole process took a second at most, and the soldiers guarding him didn't even have time to draw their swords, and Borg had already shot at Li Yunyang with his counterforce!

He knows that there is only one chance!

Although it is said that he has only really fought with Li Yunyang, a young swordsman, and this is still in the case of the latter's sneak attack, but defeat is defeat, others may think that Li Yunyang won lightly because Li Yunyang seized the opportunity, but Borg himself knows very well in his heart that this young man's strength is probably more than one and a half stars higher than himself, even if there is a fair duel again, he is not confident that he can take him two rounds and get out of the way!

These six swords are not the kind of fancy shelf in the legend, and the power contained in each sword is no less than the level that a great sword domain master should have!

So, if this sneak attack fails, what will it be like to face him......

One by one, the pictures flashed in his mind like lightning, Borg's face suddenly became more hideous, the strength in his hand unconsciously increased by two percent, and the speed was also mentioned to a peak that he had never had!

He seemed to realize something at this moment......

It was not easy to create such a momentum, and before Li Yunyang had time to hide it, he suddenly felt a piercing cool breeze behind him, and his heart sighed, "It's not good!"

The short distance of three meters does not seem like a long journey for Borg, the huge heavy sword has almost reached the back of the target, Borg's face suddenly has a trace of hideous smile, as long as it is a little further ahead, this somewhat funny drama should be completely over!

After all, Li Yunyang is not a heavy sword master in the name of being athletic, he is just a sword master, and in terms of various physical elements alone, he is at most a little better than an ordinary hunter!

In the light of the carbide fire, he knew what was happening behind him, the Borg who had been put down by himself......

But so what, Li Yunyang didn't even have time to react, let alone avoid the thunderous blow that came up from behind!

"It's over!"

The back spine was cold in an instant, Li Yunyang reluctantly gave up the senseless struggle, he knew that it was too late to do anything at this time, he pressed his eyes tightly, waiting for the fatal blow behind him!

"My lord!!" The soldier who was a little sluggish was in an anxious cold sweat at the moment, but it was too late, he remembered to shout, and there was even a little expectation in his heart, hoping that Lord Allen would be able to avoid this thunderous blow......

"Don't kill me, or ......" Gritting his teeth, Li Yunyang swore a poisonous oath in his heart.

But when he finished his entire vow, he still didn't wait for the heart-rending sting pain in his back, he hummed in surprise and quickly opened his eyes.

All the objects in front of them became still, all the eyes of all the people widened, their expressions froze, even the wind seemed to be stopped at this moment, and the whole street was surprisingly quiet......

"Uh......"

A muffled snort sounded behind him, Li Yunyang hurriedly turned around to defend, and when he turned around, he found that a sword that exuded coldness was pointed at his chest upright, just a fraction of a minute......

At the end of the sword body, this bloody guy held the heavy sword tightly, his eyes were like copper bells, and he felt that if he was not careful, he would fall out of his eye sockets, and blood kept flowing down from the corners of his mouth and dripping on his chest.

On his chest, a bright sword blade appeared out of thin air, and blood was dripping from the tip of the sword......

"Bang!"

Borg wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, except for a few broken teeth that had not had time to spit out, only a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground with deep unwillingness!

Behind him, a pale young man was standing quietly, his gesture still stabbing forward, but the sword that had been released had been left on his back as the corpse fell......

"Dylan......" Li Yunyang muttered softly, his voice was so small that he could barely hear it clearly, looking at this young man who was panting because of the sudden burst of strength overload, a warm current rose from Li Yunyang's heart.

In fact, from the time when this group of people shouted and shouted and killed at the gate of the Baron's Mansion, Dylan, who was cultivating in the courtyard in the morning, had already rushed behind the gate, but he knew that it would not make any difference at all if he was alone, and without Li Yunyang's order, he didn't want to care about anything that happened outside the gate!

The threshold of the gate is his bottom line, because this is Li Yunyang's home! If someone wants to try to break this bottom line, then there are only two results: either he dies, or I die!