Sensing an unparalleled sense of crisis, Butian's body rose up as soon as he landed, his palms suddenly contracted from the outside to the inside, and the wild cloud palms struck out with a thick black light.

The wind was blowing, and the dense black light seemed to turn into two black dragons and soar into the air, and a majestic energy swept out from Butian's hands, rolling up layers of earth, stone and bricks, and roaring wildly towards the already approaching figure of Hawke.

The strength has broken through to the middle level, and the power of various combat skills is not comparable to that of the low level. Even though the Wild Cloud Palm was still in the realm of the Five Heavens, its power had skyrocketed. However, even so, against the mysterious Hawke, Butian is still not sure of his escape at all.

Just thinking in his heart, the double dragon formed by the palm wind rumbled by, but it was as if it hadn't hit anything. Butian's eyes stared, and he looked closely, but saw that Hawke's figure in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

With his brows furrowed, Bu Tian hurriedly spread his spiritual power all around his body.

Just as he finished his action, he suddenly sensed a slight abnormality in the air fluctuations on the right side of his body. Shocked in his heart, the black light in Bu Tian's hand flashed and was about to strike out, but Hawke's movements were faster, and Bu Tian's palm had just been raised, and a touch of cold light had already cut his throat.

Such a close distance, and such a fast speed, without thinking, Butian kicked the ground, and his body retreated sharply. But even so, he still felt a slight chill in his neck, and a pain of skin tearing came, and blood flowed out, but it was the sharp energy attached to the blade that injured it.

Shocked, the black light of Butian's palm danced into a circle, and the surging energy was unreservedly exerted, and in an instant, the surrounding body was shrouded in several zhang, and the violent palm wind turned the clouds and rain.

At that moment just now, if he hadn't reacted in time, he would have died once.

And if it weren't for the fact that his sensitivity was as high as 51 points after opening the blood clan transformation now, and he had laid out his spiritual power around in advance, I am afraid he would not even have a chance to react.

Hawke's attack was deadly, even if it had never touched Butian's body, the blade infused with powerful energy was incredibly lethal, and the condensed aura was enough to cut through people's skin.

Hawke didn't move in the slightest, and waved his knife again indifferently, ignoring the strong palm wind that spread all around. An inch of flying knife in his hand is like an invitation from death, and the knife kills people.

There were a few popping sounds, Butian's palms were stained with blood, his body was hit and he retreated, and a piercing pain came from both hands, as if the bones of the hands were broken.

In the face of Hawke's incomparably sharp blade, even the Crazy Cloud Palm, which was infused with energy, could not be unscathed.

Feeling the increasing number of injuries, Butian's heart sank, nearly a minute had passed since the transformation of the Blood Clan, if he still couldn't escape from the Aydra family, then he would really die here.

With this moment's effort, Hawke suddenly threw out the flying knife in his hand, and a bright light flashed, and it came in an instant. The strong wind blew on his face, and the pupils of Butian's eyes shrank, and he reflexively tilted his head.

A rapid sound of breaking the air sounded, and Bu Tian only felt a gust of knife wind blowing, half of his face was numb, and blood flowed down his cheeks to the corners of his mouth, and the salty taste was unforgettable.

Before Butian could dodge, another cold light flew out, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and the dangerous aura made people tremble.

Tom! Flesh and blood splash.

Before he could dodge, the flying knife pierced directly through Butian's chest, and the powerful impact carried his body flying out of seven or eight feet, and then smashed to the ground, causing dust to roll.

"Ahem... Ahem. Several mouthfuls of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out of Butian's mouth, this knife directly penetrated his lungs, he felt the sharp pain in the lobes of his lungs as if burning, and it became extremely difficult to breathe, every time he took a breath, it was like introducing a stream of magma into his lungs, a hot stinging pain.

"Brent!"

Wendy's weak figure finally arrived, and seeing Butian's constant coughing up blood, the girl screamed, her eyes fell to the ground with tears, and she looked at the bloody wounds on Butian's body with great sadness, and was a little overwhelmed.

Locke, who followed closely, glanced at Butian, and immediately stopped in front of the two without saying a word, his eyes staring at the slowly coming Hawke, and the attitude of swearing to protect the lord was undoubtedly revealed.

Locke knows a lot about Butian's ability, and this injury is not enough to be fatal. Besides, looking at its weird appearance, it is obvious that it has performed the kind of secret technique last time, and its vitality is tenacious.

The only thing he had to worry about now was how he would be able to escape.

Just as Locke and Wendy rushed to Butian's side, five Pharaoh Protectors and Earl Warren also arrived here, and behind them were more than a dozen blood-clad guards with numb expressions.

Hawke, sensing the arrival of Earl Warren, stopped his tracks, silently disappeared from the spot.

The strange disappearance of a large living person in front of his eyes made Locke's face turn pale.

As a thief, he is all too familiar with stealth and stealth methods. But like the other party, he disappeared without any warning, Locke has never seen it, and I am afraid that only the legendary thief's magic skill - disappearing, will show such strange characteristics.

Not to mention the monstrous waves that Locke's heart was churning up at this time, but it was said that Wendy saw her father's arrival, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, stood up and ran over.

"Father, you promised me that you wouldn't hurt Brent. Are you deceiving me?" Wendy's voice was sad, her eyes glistening, and her little hand gripped Count Warren's sleeve tightly, with a pleading look on her face.

Frowning slightly, Count Warren glanced at Bu Tian, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, and then projected his gaze on Wendy's body, and said in a flat tone: "You don't care about this matter." It's getting late, so you might as well go back to your room early and get some rest. ”

"Nope. Father, if you have to kill Brent, your daughter will never forgive you. Seeing that her father insisted on doing so, Wendy's face was sad, and her emotions were so excited that even her voice became a little sharp.

As soon as Wendy said this, Count Warren's eyebrows suddenly rose, his face was extremely ugly, and his eyes looked at the girl fiercely, and the anger in his heart was obvious.

However, in the face of Count Warren's fierce gaze, Wendy, who has always been cowardly, didn't know where to get such courage at the moment, and she looked at Count Warren without showing weakness, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing for a while.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the field seemed to be a little wrong, the yellow-clothed protector had his eyes flickering on the side, and then hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "Oh, I said Miss, you should still listen to the orders of the Earl, and the Earl is also for your good."

I think you better go back and rest first, maybe after you get a good night's sleep, the matter will be settled. When the old fellow had finished speaking, he glanced quietly at Count Warren, and was relieved to see that he did not show any displeasure, and immediately smiled even more on his face, and stared straight at Wendy expectantly.

But his show is destined to be shown to the blind.

Today's Wendy, who only has Butian in her heart, only thinks about protecting her sweetheart from any harm, and she doesn't listen to the old man's words at all, and she doesn't even look at each other.

After some persuasion, the two sides ignored it, and the old man in yellow looked a little embarrassed, like a chrysanthemum. However, he finally laughed and stepped aside, looking rather disgraced, causing the other four Pharaoh Protectors to gloat.

"Ahem... Wendy, you don't have to beg him, this is a matter between me and your father, even if your father lets me go today, I won't let him go in the future. With this respite, Bu Tian barely suppressed the injuries in his body, slowly stood up, and looked at Count Warren with cold eyes.

"Don't let me go?" Count Warren sneered contemptuously, shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid, you don't have that chance in the future, and today, I won't let you go." After the words fell, Count Warren snorted coldly, raised his head slightly, and the five protectors knew the meaning of the song when they heard the strings, and immediately rushed out with their own smiling figures, and went straight to the sky.

At the same time, the murderous aura on the faces of more than a dozen blood-clothed guards surged, and the sound of the long sword unsheathed at their waists resounded in unison.

Locke's eyebrows were furrowed, his wrist was flipped over, the short dagger was in his hand, and his body was in front of Butian.

"Locke, run away, their target is me, you don't need to stay here and die in vain. Looking at the slightly short figure in front of him, Butian's heart warmed slightly, but he still made a decisive decision.

"Master, if you want to die, you will die together. If you die, I'm still alive, not to mention what others will think of me in the future, I can't get past myself alone. For Butian's order, Locke did not obey this time, but his expression was extremely firm.

"You bastard, you stay here, I'm in the way when I make a move, how do you tell me to escape? ”

Bu Tian finished his words very quickly, and his heart was moved and angry.

Seeing that the figures of the five Dharma protectors were approaching, he couldn't care so much at the moment, so he stepped forward and grabbed Locke's arm, and under his stunned gaze, he suddenly exerted his strength and threw his body dozens of feet away.

"Run!" Bu Tian turned around and roared at Locke, his tone unmistakable. After saying these two words, Butian's figure scurried, his hands were black and bloodstained, and he directly faced the five Dharma Protectors who rushed to his side.

"Hmph, do you want to escape, you all can't escape death today!" The yellow-clothed protector who spoke before suddenly sneered, his body flipped, avoiding the palm of Butian's bang, and then his footsteps were light, directly past Butian, and his eyes flew coldly towards the direction where Locke was.