Only ten of the twenty-eight black-clothed killers remained, and three of the three lacking Daoists were also injured of varying degrees of severity. Xia Xuehan held the long sword in his hand, and let the wind ruffle his long hair, and the red-dyed robe could not hide his fairy-like detached temperament.

Looking up at the four killers on the roof, he glanced at the killers who were timid and didn't dare to move forward for a week, sneered, pulled up Mu Yuhan, who was already stunned, and walked towards the city gate.

Xia Xuehan suddenly stopped, sneered, raised his sharp sword, and the blade slowly swept around the circle, "Only those who are not afraid of death deserve to live! As a weak person, stopping me is a sin in itself!"

Leaving a back that was extremely arrogant, he pulled Mu Yuhan and walked forward, every step was a relief for those killers. Only Xia Xuehan can make them feel so small, and only Xia Xuehan can be so arrogant.

A gust of wind blew up a few strands of Gu Lan's silver hair, his body moved, no one could see how he made a move, the long sword was unsheathed, and the red light filled the sky, it was a murderous aura that captured people's hearts.

The next moment, I saw Gu Lan standing in front of Xia Xuehan with a sword upside down, and said coldly: "Three moves, if you don't die, I'll make way for you!"

Xia Xuehan let go of Mu Yuhan's hand again, and pointed the sword at Gu Lan, who knew that Gu Lan inserted the sword into the ground, and as soon as he raised his hand, the sword of a black-clothed killer was sucked into his hand, "My blood is the sixth famous sword in the world's hidden sword spectrum, you are already at the end of the crossbow, I don't ask you for cheap on the blade!"

Gu Lan raised his hand and quickly attacked a sword, the tip of the sword was dotted, like stars dotted in the night sky, ten thousand points, but infinitely close. The summer snow and cold sword light reflect the sun, such as the sunset of the long river, the moon rises in the east mountain, far away in the sky, close at hand. The sword qi was agitated, and between the lightning and flint, the two of them had already made a move, a seemingly ordinary move, containing the truth of the Great Dao, and the sword qi struck the tiles on the surrounding houses to the ground.

The two slowly came together, without a trace of sword energy, as quiet as a dragonfly dotting water, and as silent as autumn leaves falling to the ground, very slow and slow, so slow that ordinary people don't seem to be over-the-top moves at all, but the two swords are naturally put together. But after the blow, the wind was blowing, the sky was full of sand and stones, and the mighty Gangfeng sword qi was almost about to overturn people.

"So fast!" the two of them exclaimed.

Without waiting for a breather, I saw the cold light passing by, and the moon was once again obscured by dark clouds, and no one could see how the two fought each other. The moon showed its brilliance again, and a wisp of white hair fell in the wind, and then, with a "dang" sound, the sword in Xia Xuehan's hand broke into two.

"Slow!" the two exclaimed in unison again.

Gu Lan mentioned the blood, strode into the depths of darkness, and did not say another word.

Throwing down the half-cut sword, he hugged Mu Yuhan and flew out of Hengyang City with light skills, from beginning to end, those killers only watched quietly, even if they knew that Xia Xuehan was already at the end of the crossbow, no one dared to risk their lives, Xia Xuehan, who was famous all over the world, his name was stained with blood.

Xia Xuehan rushed in the jungle with Mu Yuhan in his arms, and a drop of blood dripped onto the back of Mu Yuhan's hand, which was cold, and there was no warmth of blood for a long time.

"Cold-faced ghost, you, you're hurt?"

"It's bound to be sad to think about that Gu Lan!" Xia Xuehan glanced at the person in his arms, not caring about the injuries on his body at all!

"Who won in the end?"

"It's a tie! Although I am the end of the strong crossbow, he also sealed six or seven tenths of the veins in his body to compete with me, and in the end, no one bargained!" After speaking, Xia Xuehan paused, his throat was sweet, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Mu Yuhan broke free from his embrace, held him, looked at his white clothes that were almost dyed red, most of the injuries were left by Xia Xuehan to save her, and he was about to cry, and yelled at him: "Cold-faced ghost, are you stupid? Who am I, you don't know why I got this thing, you don't know my purpose, you don't know if I'm a good person or a bad person, you don't know anything." Why should I be so nice to me!"

Xia Xuehan barely managed to stabilize his body by holding on to a tree next to him, and he gasped in pain from the torn wound, "You think too much, my purpose is to keep the eight-tone treasure box!

"Okay, then you take the eight-tone treasure box and go to Hanshan Temple by yourself! I don't need you to carry it from now on!" Mu Yuhan took out the eight-tone treasure box wrapped in oilcloth and handed it to Xia Xuehan, his eyes were red.

Xia Xuehan stretched out his hand and pushed away the oilcloth package, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Mu Yuhan, you listen to me! Here I have the final say, put things away for me! I was not in the mood to know where you got the eight-tone treasure box in the past, and I am not in the mood now, as for whether there will be in the future, I will talk about it in the future!"

Ignoring Mu Yuhan's tears that burst out of his eyes, he tore off the placket of his clothes and wrapped around the sore in his lower abdomen that was still bleeding.

"Okay, cold-faced ghost, you remember it for Miss Ben! You are fierce to me, and sooner or later you will be fierce!" Mu Yuhan wiped away the tears on his face, packed the eight-tone treasure box, and helped Xia Xuehan to walk towards the depths of the jungle.

After a long time, a mysterious person wearing a grimace mask appeared where Xia Xuehan had just stopped, followed by a purple-clothed guard, and the purple-clothed guard arched his hand and said: "Lord, Xia Xuehan is at the end of the crossbow, should we ......?"

"No, although it is said that at the end of the strong crossbow, the arrow cannot wear Lu Min, but Xia Xuehan's crossbow is extraordinary, if he is dying and struggling, I don't know how many people will pull on his back. And if he dies, the anger of Emperor Xia Chongde of Great Xia, hehe, I think few people can bear it! So, Lu Min, let's let others do it!" The mysterious man waved his hand, looking at the depths of the bush, there were nine heavens and stars in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"The Lord is wise!"

The mysterious man looked at his palm, which was as warm as jade, and muttered to himself: "It's not mine, no matter how tightly I clasp my fingers, it will still leak; The eight-tone treasure box, the world, is my ......"

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Mu Yuhan helped Xia Xuehan to walk in the thorny forest with one foot and one shallow foot, and let Li pierce her dress. The east gradually spit out the white of the fish's belly, and a touch of morning light quietly crossed the horizon.

"Cold-faced ghost, look, the sun is out, you'll be fine, let's go find the doctor!" Mu Yuhan shook Xia Xuehan, who was paralyzed like a mess of mud, looking at his pale face without a trace of blood, so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

"Silly girl, remember, remember, if I die, if you can't keep it, you can't keep the eight-tone treasure box, put your life first, just give it to them!" After a long time, Xia Xuehan squirmed her chapped lips and whispered.

"Cold-faced ghost, Miss Ben didn't listen to you to explain what happened! I didn't want you to die, you can't die!" gritted his teeth and walked forward half-backed and half-supported.

I only heard a sound of rustling, and the birds that had not yet come out of the nest to forage for food were frightened and flew away. The forest in the morning is very quiet, and there is a smell of death in the air, which makes people dizzy and suffocating.

"Whoosh!" The sound of breaking the wind was endless, and I saw countless black-clothed people surrounded from all directions, holding various weapons, not expected to be from the same sect.

"Xia Xuehan, now that you are at the end of your rope, it is better to hand it over in exchange for your life. You are above 10,000 people alone, your status is respected, and it is useless to hold that thing, it is better to reward our brothers, so that we can also be prosperous and rich!" A man in black with claws embedded in his arm stepped forward a few steps, looked at the weak Xia Xuehan, and couldn't help laughing.

"As far as I'm concerned, I can guess what kind of sect you are and what kind of sect you are and what is the use of masking yourself? You fools, do this too much! If Xue Han can get away with it, he will come to visit him one by one!" Xia Xuehan's words were neither humble nor arrogant, although his voice was not loud, but the dozens or hundreds of black-clothed people present couldn't help but shudder.

It was still the man in black who had claws embedded just now, glanced at his frightened companion, and said angrily: "Xia Xuehan, don't be demagogic, what if you recognize it, can you escape today?"

"There are hundreds of steel claws embedded in his arms, and he thinks he is a person from the Flying Eagle Gate. Look at you just walking, your left foot is slightly lame, the golden-eyed eagle Hao Daquan is right, the injury he suffered when he fought with the Saibei Silver Bear three years ago!" Xia Xuehan's eyes returned to his former wild and uninhibited nature, and he sneered at the man.

"Now that I have recognized the identity of the deity, for the sake of the master, I can't keep you anymore!" Hao Daquan was so angry that he flew up and pounced, his claws glowing with a dark light, and stabbed towards Xia Xuehan's chest.

Mu Yuhan screamed in fright and covered his eyes. But everyone expected that the scene of Xia Xuehan's blood splashing three feet did not appear, on the contrary, Hao Daquan was lying on the ground with his mouth wide open, with an incredible look on his face, and he was no longer alive.

I don't know how long it was quiet, Mu Yuhan slowly took his hand away, Xia Xuehan stood there straight, like an unsheathed sword, sharp and full of murderous aura!

"Cold-faced ghost, are you okay?" Mu Yuhan stepped forward and took his hand, looking the mysterious man up and down.

Xia Xue laughed coldly, and her eagle-like gaze swept over everyone present, suddenly making them feel their scalps tingle, as if they were accepting the verdict of death. Xia Xuehan said word by word: "Soldiers, treacherous ways, show them falsely, and use them for reality." Although those little ones have some means, they don't make me so embarrassed. If you don't use this plan, I'm afraid you can't lead to you clowns!"

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