Just look at Na Jinnian, the whole person suddenly spun on the spot with one foot, and the long sword in his hand danced into a tornado, devouring the leaping tiger in his mouth. Fat Maitreya laughed loudly: "Nalan! You snake swallowing elephants, you are not afraid of supporting yourself to death!" The nine rings are ringing, and the knife roars like a roar.

His fat Maitreya bullied you, a one-armed cripple, and insulted your inconvenient legs and feet!

Jin Nian was suddenly hit by this blow, and before he could vent the surging internal force, he was suddenly slapped on his chest by the fat Maitreya. Suddenly, new and old wounds erupted together, and a mouthful of blood spurted out mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"What a Holy Gate Three Heroes...... As soon as he said this, Jin Nian sprayed another mouthful of blood on the ground, he wiped it with his sleeve casually, and grinned: "Thank you for fighting this bruise for me, I am much better now." “

Fat Maitreya sneered: "Young Master Nalan, don't be reckless." I'm afraid that your heart and lungs are now seriously damaged. Obediently let me cut off your head and go back to receive the reward, otherwise, hehe, my Holy Gate has a way to make your life worse than death. “

Jin Nian spat out a few mouthfuls of blood foam: "It's better to keep it for yourself." After that, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the taste of the fire in his heart and lungs, and the long sword moved slightly, and the southern red beans that were used in the Yin family ditch quietly spread towards the fat Maitreya.

Fat Maitreya's eyes widened suddenly, and he swung eleven sword moves in a row, disturbing the sword qi that was quietly attacking, and the sword qi collided with each other, blowing up the remnants of snow on the ground.

"Your tricks, I have already ......!" Halfway through the laughter, Fat Maitreya screamed in pain, it turned out that Jin Nian took advantage of the remnant snow to cover Fat Maitreya's sight, and suddenly took out a sword, stabbing him in the abdomen, and at the same time stirring it so fiercely, pulling out more than three feet of intestines.

This fat Maitreya is worthy of being one of the few people in the Holy Gate who has practiced a triple golden body, if it is an ordinary person, etc., if he suffers like this, he will either die or be disabled. He only grabbed the ripped out intestines with his hands and stuffed them into his abdomen along the wound.

Not to mention that Jin Nian was stunned for a while, even the killers who surrounded him forgot to move, and looked at Fat Maitreya in a daze.

Fat Maitreya smiled cruelly: "You crippled, what other skills do you have to use it!" Then there was a knife after a knife, and one move after another made the same chopping knife, forcing Jin Nian to have to hit hard, a knife was as fast as a knife, so fast that Jin Nian didn't even have a chance to vent his strength.

Later, as soon as the knife went down, Jin Nian spurted out a mouthful of blood. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that such an emaciated person could vomit out such a large pile of blood, and he took almost thirty steps from the first knife of the two just now.

During this period, a killer wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but the fat Maitreya who was killed cut off his head with a knife.

Jin Nian took this opportunity to take a breather.

Dekong poured internal force into the sword, although it did not have the feeling of a thunderstorm like the sword qi of the junior sister, but it also had the potential of a rainstorm destroying flowers. Fat Maitreya didn't check for a while, and was stabbed more than a dozen times in succession. Fortunately, Jin Nian was also seriously injured, and his strength was not sustainable, and the wounds were not deep. The fat around him was pressed with a little force.

"It's a Nalan Jin year, which makes me a little willing to be a lackey for you for so many years!"

Jin Nian panted vigorously, and from time to time a mouthful of blood foamed from his mouth and nose, but he didn't forget to mock: "You wag your tail and take a look." “

Fat Maitreya suddenly smiled, gritted his teeth and said, "You are looking for death!"

Without waiting for Jin Nian to swing his sword to respond, the fat Maitreya had already dropped the nine-ring broadsword, and the powerful Vajra palm that had been kept secret before was imprinted on Jin Nian's chest one after another.

Jin Nian's heart spurted out of blood, and the person was like a defeat in the wind, falling a few feet away, rolling a few times, and then not moving.

Before closing his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of red, and he couldn't tell whether it was the hem of his clothes or blood, so he just saw black in front of him and passed out.