In front of the woman, a short knife, a quick knife, suddenly appeared.

The blade is narrow, but it does not come from a throat cut, and each knife is nailed to the woman's crystal sword.

The face of the man with the knife was covered under a red scarf, and only a pair of calm eyes came out.

It was full of anger, and for a while, it seemed that the sky was dyed with killing intent.

The woman began to regret it, but after all, there was no way back.

Its show sword is not too long, but at such a distance, it is still forced to lose its edge by the short knife.

As the woman exclaimed again, this beloved Xiu sword, which had been followed for seven or eight years, was cut into countless pieces like being chopped into melons and vegetables.

The masked man spun around and kicked the woman in the lower abdomen, and the woman immediately flew upside down.

Immediately after that, the broken sword was like an arrow off the string, stabbing towards the tumbling woman and the three people under the umbrella.

As for life and death, this man no longer cares.

Instead, his left hand tightly hugged Jian Zhu's waist, preventing his legs from falling weakly, and his transparent and bright eyes smiled at Jian Zhu as if he didn't have anything.

Jian Zhu hurriedly put his hands on his undulating chest and breathed hard.

Seeing that he was relieved, the masked man let go of his clenched hand, and immediately stepped forward to guard the graceful woman.

Jian Zhu finally came to his senses after losing his soul, and once again saw this familiar back, a little lonely back, but with an unparalleled sense of security.

In the darkness, it must have been inadvertent, Jian Zhu stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it on the person's back, even in the miserable cold rain, there was still a trace of warmth.

It's just that it has surpassed the reality of Jianzhu's spiritual world, and it is still cold and cold.

Wang Jin hugged the woman, the woman was collapsing, and there were clearly sword marks on her face.

Originally, he wanted to cut Jian Zhu's face, but he didn't expect that it was himself who broke the appearance.

Wang Jin couldn't comfort him, Wang Jin could only look at this side with cold eyes.

Wang Jin asked.

"Li Tuo?"

The masked man replied.

"Li Tuo. ”

Wang Jindao.

"You know why we came to you. ”

Li Tuodao.

"I didn't know it, but I just heard about it. ”

Wang Jin said quietly.

"What are you not going to explain?"

Li Tuodao.

"Explain what? Did you misunderstand?"

"I've explained it, and you won't believe it, so why bother. ”

Li Tuo raised his left hand, and between his left hand, there was a pitch-black flying knife.

"Besides, your friend has made a move on my woman. This beam has been formed. ”

Wang Jin couldn't help but take half a step back.

On the one hand, it is because of the prestige of the number one killer in the world, on the other hand, because of this inscrutable flying knife, and on the other hand, because of the momentum that Li Tuo revealed.

The best master fights for ideas, but usually, it is still momentum that is compared.

Wang Jin was stunned for a moment before he said.

"So, don't die?"

Li Tuodao.

"Only today, I will let you go. Just because I don't want to kill in front of my woman. ”

Although it is said to let people go, it is more like a threat.

Wang Jin frowned silently.

In fact, the righteous brothers and sisters have been roaming the rivers and lakes together for several years, of course, they have the ability to settle down, but in front of them is Li Tuo, who is famous in the world!

Lu Hong, who was holding a big black umbrella, stepped forward and whispered in front of Wang Jin's ear, saying.

"This shore mouth is unsheltered on all sides, so we can attack Li Tuo. If you don't fight today, you will only have to wait for death in the hustle and bustle of the next day. ”

"Not to mention ......"