The silver-robed young man drew out the long sword that stabbed the martial slave, blocked the angry slash of Jia San, withdrew, and after standing up, his chest rose and fell violently and gasped, the silver robe was stained red with blood, obviously fighting to the back, unable to dodge the splashing blood, and his long hair was messy and did not have the temperament that he had pointed out before.

Jia San was even more unbearable, the wounds on his body were even worse, and he was also wheezing violently, and if the bleeding was not stopped in time, the situation was worrying.

The silver-robed young man glanced at Mu Bai and Kong Lin, who were picking up the long sword on the ground not far away, and didn't care, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two had not practiced martial arts.

I saw that the silver-robed young man's expression at this time was not as contemptuous as before, but he still had some disdain, looked at Jia San, who was glaring at him angrily at a distance from him, and gasped a few words of disdain: "You more than ten cheap slaves can fight me like this, it's not bad, you are not my opponent when you fight alone, it's already very good to be able to beat me like this, but that's the end of it!"

As he was talking, the silver-robed young man suddenly rushed towards Jia San, holding the long sword with a gap in his right hand, when the chest was stabbed, after Jia San blocked, the two fought together, and Jia San was constantly resisting, and the wounds on his body continued to increase, and the silver-robed young man was in a slightly better situation than Jia San.

Jia San's situation is getting worse and worse, both eyes are a little scattered, obviously bleeding too much, his left shoulder and left arm are pierced, the jingle sound is endless, in the battle between the two, Jia San suddenly gave up resistance, his eyes burst out of a ball of light, after the silver-robed young man's long sword was stabbed into the chest, he did not retreat, his chest was actually sent directly forward, he opened his arms and directly hugged the silver-robed youth, and at this time, Jia San's back was facing Mu Bai and Kong Lin who were shocked, slightly tilted his head, and shouted directly behind him: "Quick, leave me alone, stab in directly!" ”

After the silver-robed young man hugged Jia San, he kept struggling, his eyes were crazy, and he wanted to break free from Jia San, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

When the silver-robed young man heard Jia San drinking, his eyes were even more crazy, with fear in his eyes, he opened his mouth and bit Jia San's right face like a mad dog, and blood splashed, directly bringing up a piece of flesh and blood.

Spit out the piece of meat in his mouth fiercely, the silver-robed young man desperately struggled to open Jia San's embrace, and the long sword that he held earlier that pierced Jia San's chest had already been let go by him, and the struggle was even worse.

Jia San's whole body was bruised, his teeth were clenched, and the blood in his mouth continued to overflow, only to see Jia San spit out several teeth that were bitten off in his mouth, and the blood and broken teeth sprayed the face of the silver-robed young man, and his face was full of hideous anger at Mu Bai and Kong Lin who were not far away, "What are you hesitating about, I'm like this, I definitely won't be able to live, hurry!"

Mu Bai, who was not far away, no longer hesitated, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, while Kong Lin, who was on the side, saw Mu Bai rushing forward, and he also gritted his teeth and followed.

The long sword in Mu Bai's hand pierced straight through the back of Jia San during the run, and directly pierced the two people who were hugging each other.

Because of the severe pain, Jia San snorted, and the hands holding the silver-robed youth were slightly loosened, while the silver-robed youth was even more crazy because of the severe pain, and in the crazy roar, he directly broke free of Jia San's hands.

In the retreat, the blood on the chest of the silver-robed young man splashed wildly as if he didn't want money, and he easily pulled out the long sword he stabbed into Jia San's chest, kicked Jia San away, and Jia San in the backwards bumped into Mu Bai behind him and rolled to the side.

And the silver-robed young man was completely crazy at this time, looking at Mu Bai who was hit by Jia San and fell to the ground, his eyes were full of hatred, and in the roar, he directly slashed the long sword towards Mu Bai who fell to the ground.

Mu Bai didn't have time to dodge, a look of despair flashed in his eyes, and when he fell two steps back, Kong Lin saw this, and rushed forward quickly without hesitation, before the long sword fell, he blocked it with his left shoulder, his head turned to the right, and at the same time, the fine iron long sword with a gap in his hand stabbed towards the silver-robed young man.

At the same time that the long sword in the silver-robed young man's hand slashed into Kong Lin's shoulder, the long sword in Kong Lin's hand pierced straight into the chest of the silver-robed young man, and stabbed the silver-robed young man again.

At this time, the silver-robed young man's face was pale and bloodless, cold sweat continued to drip due to severe pain, and he kept retreating towards the opening of the collar of the robe on his chest, only to see the silver-robed young man take out a thumb-sized porcelain bottle stained red with blood, uncork the bottle, pour half of the medicinal powder into his mouth, and wipe the rest towards the two gurgling holes in his chest, while constantly patting around the wound.

After doing this, the pale face of the silver-robed young man turned slightly rosy, and the blood on his chest immediately stopped.

From the time Mu Bai's long sword pierced them to the time when the silver-robed young man retreated, it didn't take a few breaths before and after, but the medicine powder could not be applied because of the wound that was pierced behind him. Therefore, the silver-robed young man knew that he couldn't stay any longer, otherwise he would really have to stay here today.

I saw the silver-robed young man pick up the long sword that was thrown on the ground because of the smearing powder, turned around and fled, and had to rush back immediately to heal his wounds, although the two swords did not pierce the heart, but the blood that kept flowing was sprinkled outward as if he didn't want money, and the direction of the silver-robed young man's escape was not the direction of the carriage before, but in the direction of the slaves who came from before.

The silver-robed young man had a monstrous hatred in his eyes, his expression was crazy, and he shouted frantically as he ran, "This hatred is not shared, if you don't slash the two of you in this life, I, Huang Yun, will not be a human being! "Jia San's injury, coupled with the fact that he can't escape from the city, has been regarded as a dead man. The silver-robed youth roared and ran to the previous slaves.

If it weren't for these slaves, he wouldn't have almost stayed here today, so he was also resentful of these slaves.

Because Mu Bai and Kong Lin both have weapons in their hands, although they can easily kill the two, he doesn't dare to stay for a long time, and if he can't be stabbed with a sword on his body, then he really has to explain.

It is still no problem to deal with the remaining twenty or so helpless, yellow-skinned and thin-skinned slaves, although it will aggravate their injuries, but they must vent the evil breath in their hearts.

The slaves had been in the same place before, and they were already frightened when they saw this scene, although they could often meet the rest of the slaves beaten to death, but they had never seen the bloody scene in front of them, and when everyone saw the silver-robed young man running, they were so frightened that they immediately turned around and fled.

But everyone didn't have to flee far, and with the screams of the slaves, the long swords slashed through the necks of the slaves, one by one, and the blood on the necks of the slaves kept falling.

The slaves couldn't escape if they wanted to, there were alley walls on both sides, and in front of them was Huang Yun, a silver-robed young man, who was crowded and couldn't retreat, and the slaves who came from behind were constantly being chased and killed, and more than 20 slaves fell to the ground in less than a moment, leaving the ground covered with corpses whose throats were cut by long swords.

And among these horizontal corpses, one of them is the young man in Mai who was discussing with him before, the young man's eyes are as desperate as the rest of the horizontal corpses, and there is also a desire for life, seeing that he may escape successfully, but at this time, all his life is cut off.

After doing this, Huang Yun's face became even paler, and before leaving the alley, he glanced back at Mu Bai and the three of Mu Bai who were helping Kong Lin and Jia San to bandage and stop the bleeding at the moment, Huang Yun's eyes were even more resentful, and he immediately stopped being nostalgic and left quickly.