Hearing this, Broken Sword opened his mouth and smiled.

smiled happily and presumptuously, and said, "You want to drag the rescuers to come, right?"

Chen Yuanyuan looked at him seriously, and also smiled, laughing even more presumptuously.

"You're just a gutsless person. “

Broken Sword looked at him and said in a mocking tone, "You don't have to provoke me, I won't eat your set." “

"I've never had to rest against you. “

"I think it's fair. “

Chen Yuanyuan sneered, looked at him, and said seriously a line that he didn't understand when breaking the sword, but he remembered it very well before.

He said, "I have never seen such a brazen person as you. “

Broken Sword was slightly annoyed, but quickly adjusted.

"Say whatever you want!" Broken Sword said, "Now, I don't use a sword, that's fair." “

Chen Yuanyuan didn't want to argue anything, he began to roll up his sleeves.

But a crimson aura instantly swept over.

It was like the tongue of a magma beast, pulling Chen Yuanyuan over.

Chen Yuanyuan felt whose breath this was, and sure enough, the voice of "Juan" came.

Chen Yuanyuan and the scholar were pulled behind "Huang".

Broken Sword's eyes narrowed, he felt that this matter was a little tricky.

Broken Sword has always thought highly of himself, but he is not stupid, he will not be stupid enough to experiment with what will happen to robbing people in front of a five-grade master.

But this did not affect his determination to provoke Chen Yuanyuan and let him die himself.

So he was ready to speak, trying to utter some vicious sentences in a calm, detached tone.

But "Juan" doesn't want to hear these words, doesn't want to hear them, what should he do?

"Juan" has always disliked this kind of behavior of wronging himself and fulfilling others.

What's more, she felt the little fat man behind her constantly stirring his nose, as if he was sniffing his own body.

This made her angry and wanted to slap the obscene fat man behind her, but she could only think about it.

So, to a grumpy person who is on the verge of an outburst, to shut up the person on the other side, then hit him until he is speechless.

The crimson aura became violent.

Like a storm on the sea.

Broken Sword instinctively sensed danger.

He opened his mouth to speak, but "Juan" didn't want to listen.

You can't say it when you break the sword.

That's fine, but "Juan" is still in a bad mood.

So she decided to teach Broken Sword a lesson, and also taught Chen Yuanyuan a lesson by the way.

"Juan" slowly walked up to Broken Sword, watching as his pupils narrowed with fear.

Broken Sword felt cold everywhere in his body.

He felt the threat of death.

"Juan" ignored him, and just gently pressed her plain white hand against the chest of the broken sword.

Look into the eyes of the broken sword.

Softly said, "If you want to be fair, I will give you justice." ”

The internal force was circulating rapidly, and Broken Sword felt as if his chest had been hit by a galloping carriage, and his heart ached for a moment.

Chen Yuanyuan only saw that at that time, the chest cavity of the broken sword seemed to be sunk by an invisible force, recessed, and the whole person flew out like broken cotton wool.

And "Juan", after doing all this, glanced at Chen Yuanyuan intentionally or unintentionally, raised his little hand, and showed a charming smile.

Chen Yuanyuan, who watched it, felt a chill in his heart.

"Now, you guys play fair, right now, I think it's fair. ”

Chen Yuanyuan didn't speak, and stood up as he watched the broken sword stagger.

"Do you want to rest?" Chen Yuanyuan asked with an expressionless face.

Broken Sword covered his chest, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and said, "I don't need you, as long as you don't ask others to save you." ”

Chen Yuanyuan turned his head to see "Juan" and said, "She won't." ”

Broken Sword didn't speak, and said, "Give me the sword." ”

"I'm wounded, give me the sword, I want justice. ”

Chen Yuanyuan didn't bother to say that you, a swordsman who is infinitely close to the seventh grade, treats a person who seems to have a ninth rank to oppress people strongly, and what kind of fairness do you want, so he threw the sword over.

"You think you can beat me if I'm injured?"

Broken Sword said gloomily and stood up with his sword in his hand.

"I didn't think so," Chen Yuanyuan took two steps back, "I only know that you still at least retain the strength of the eighth grade." ”

Broken Sword didn't speak.

Chen Yuanyuan frowned.

"Juan" is here, it is pressure to break the sword, but it is not for Chen Yuanyuan, if she has been here, then Chen Yuanyuan can only exert the strength of the nine products.

Then it will take some more time to defeat the broken sword.

Chen Yuanyuan is confident that although he doesn't have much time to break through the eighth grade, he is still confident in dealing with the broken sword.

It's really not good, I exchange my life for an injury, I only have a serious injury, and I will be fine after a month.

But now, Chen Yuanyuan looked at the broken sword that was staggering in front of him, and seemed to be unstable, and knew in his heart that the threat of breaking the sword was still not small.

I still have to face the situation of nine products treating eight products.

Breaking the sword doesn't matter what Chen Yuanyuan is thinking.

The broken sword struggled to reach out to the hilt of the sword, as if to pull it out.

Trembling, I haven't pulled out two inches for a long time.

But Chen Yuanyuan felt a different kind of threat, and this feeling was the same as when Chen Yuanyuan faced the withered leaf sword technique.

He's gathering momentum in the sword.

Chen Yuanyuan no longer hesitated, and stepped on the ground hard, like a rhinoceros, rampage.

The broken sword didn't seem to be seen, but it was slowly pulled out.

"Juan" suddenly appeared in her hand with her wildflower.

It wasn't until Chen Yuanyuan reached that he was less than three steps away, and the eyes of the broken sword godless seemed to be a bolt of lightning.

It was the manifestation of the spirit and spirit reaching the peak in an instant.

At the same time, breaking the sword and drawing the sword, like this, where does it feel like a serious injury?

And the wonderful thing is that Broken Sword believes that even if Chen Yuanyuan dodges his own move, then the countless moves behind him are still waiting for him, and he can't dodge it.

Can't hide.

Yes, Chen Yuanyuan can't dodge.

He didn't want to hide at all.

The sword slashed into Chen Yuanyuan's palm.

Blood splattered.

The eyebrows of "Juan" who looked at it were all shaking.

But Chen Yuanyuan did not tremble.

He's steady.

My right hand is injured and I still have my left hand.

Therefore, Broken Sword naturally wanted to guard against Chen Yuanyuan's left hand.

But Chen Yuanyuan let him down.

Chen Yuanyuan's left hand didn't move, but a head mallet hit the nose of the broken sword.

Breaking the sword is very powerful, but he has not practiced it to the nose.

What was originally a beginning quickly turned into an end.

Tear-filled eyes made Broken Sword tremble.

Chen Yuanyuan still held on to the sword, even if the sword hurt his bones.

But his left hand took the bolt out of his clothes.

Shoot a crossbow skillfully.

"Juan's" action paused.

Seeing Chen Yuanyuan aim the crossbow arrow at the heart of the broken sword, she finally reacted and shouted, "Don't." ”

But Chen Yuanyuan didn't even look at her.

The fingers are extremely firm.