Gong Yunsleeve didn't have the slightest idea of fighting with Ge Xinglie, she didn't even have much hope for her life, but in the end, she did her best, let go of the chain that bound Jia Ying's right hand, and flew towards the bushes next to her with a tilt of her feet.

Ge Xinglie's sword chased after her with a dark arc, and the scorching purple flame pressed against the back of her neck, forcing her to burst out with all the potential in her body, trying to avoid the end of the corpse separation.

But the speed of the Purple Flame Evil Sword was obviously much faster than her body, and that extremely fast, extremely faint shadow almost completely melted into the air.

'It's over!' Gong Yunsleeve sighed in his heart, and the hissing sound of his neck being cut seemed to sound in his ears.

However, in the next moment, the evil and cold killing intent seemed to freeze for a moment, and then she threw it away. She ran frantically and without looking back, not having time to pay attention to the movement behind her.

In the bushes, Ge Xinglie was beaten back a few steps by Jia Ying's punch, and held on to an old tree and shouted coldly: "Manager Jia, what do you mean by this?"

Jia Ying said expressionlessly: "Flick your fingers to pick up the stars, Sanguzhuang is not something you can come and leave as soon as you want!" With that, the huge body swooped over like a fierce tiger, and greeted the Gexing Lie Face Gate with a fist.

Ge Xinglie raised his sword to parry, and the blade of the sword was on the edge of the fist, and there was a sound of gold and iron. A strong force came through the blade of the sword, and he couldn't stand on his feet, staggering backwards.

Jia Ying's hard skills have been cultivated to the extreme, and this body is like a humanoid chariot, which is not much better than a real black iron tower.

And now this chariot also has unimaginable agility of ordinary people, and after a punch, it is unforgiving, and it is chasing after Ge Xinglie to rush over, trying to crush it with the power of thunder.

Ge Xinglie hurriedly parried and retreated. He seemed surprised, and asked while parrying, "Manager Jia, how did you recognize me?"

Jia Ying smiled: "If you want to pretend to be Ge Xinglie, you have to see if you are qualified! With your old thing's slight swordsmanship, you can't do three tricks in front of Ge Xinglie!"

"Oh!"

"And...... Ge Xinglie would never call me Manager Jia. You think you know how to do illusions and want to make waves, but you're really asking for your own death!"

At this time, after Ge Xinglie had been forced into the depths of the bushes, he took advantage of Jia Ying's speech to take a gap, threw out the evil sword in his hand towards Jia Ying's door, and then pinched his claws with his empty hands, and counterattacked Jia Ying in a big grappling style.

He will shatter this steel chariot with his flesh and blood.

Jia Ying's head tilted and slammed the long sword to the side. His face was as hard as a rock, and he was not afraid of any divine weapon. Seeing that Ge Xinglie's eagle claws were about to be grabbed, his upper body shook violently, and the outstretched arm suddenly resembled a waving long stick, and he pressed down diagonally against Ge Xinglie.

Tough on the head, he has never been afraid of anyone. If Ge Xinglie dared to grab his arm, he would definitely end up with broken bones.

The song is a false move, the shot is fast, and the change is fast. His fingers retracted like snake letters, leaned back, and at the same time kicked out a swift kick between Jia Ying's legs.

Jia Ying didn't expect the other party to be treacherous and slippery, so he kicked the most delicate part of his body unexpectedly.

Not every part of his body was as hard as steel, at least not hard enough for Ge Xinglie to aim at now.

As a man, he really didn't have the confidence to take this kick without being affected. He didn't want to try to see if his softest part was harder than Ge Xingyeol's feet. So he was timid and for the first time began to retreat.

Ge Xinglie naturally had no interest in sharing life and death with this iron-like man, and as soon as he had a chance to get out, he immediately ran away.

Gong Yunsleeve carefully hid his figure.

Due to the infiltration of foreign enemies, the guards in Sangu Village were all alarmed, and the security force in the village was suddenly raised to the highest, and the two doors in the backyard were completely blocked. It's basically impossible for her to mess around again. However, she groped around in the back garden for a while, and found a cross-courtyard, and there was a side door in the cross-courtyard, and there was a small road leading to the official road outside the town.

But now, there are more than 20 guards in this side gate, carrying knives and carefully patrolling the surroundings.

Gong Yunsleeve was confident that it would only take a breath to bring down the more than twenty guards, but it would inevitably attract pursuers.

Although I don't know why Ge Xinglie didn't follow him just now, as long as he finds it again, there will really be no chance of survival.

Gong Yunchong now found that her fear of Ge Xinglie was deep in her bones. Just thinking about the swordsman with the grim smile on his face made her shudder.

Once upon a time, those pair of evil pupils shrunk to a single point had become the biggest nightmare of her life. In the face of that demon, she couldn't muster any courage to fight it.

It seems that the shadow left by Ge Xinglie on her is too great, otherwise she would not be cranky at this time.

Fortunately, she woke up at the last minute, and finally heard a faint and rapid footsteps behind her.

When she turned around, she saw another familiar and kind face. The face was so warm that it dispelled the cold and shadow left by Ge Xingyeol.

"Senior Brother Qin—" She was overjoyed and couldn't help but cry out.

However, before this cry was finished, joy turned to surprise, and then to despair and anger.

Because when the footsteps came near, the footsteps were mixed with another sound.

The sound of a blade breaking through the air.

Qin Yan had a faint sneer on his face, and he stabbed the long sword into her body with ease and comfort. Had it not been for her last-minute dodge, the sword would have pierced her heart.

This made Gong Yun's sleeve unbelievable sword, and it smashed another thing in her heart to pieces.

The savior in the moment of crisis turned into a hideous face, bringing deeper despair. She thought that if she didn't die this time, she would definitely become a different person.

Then came another sound, the sound of a fist breaking through the air. The object of the fist bombardment was not her, but Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't have time to make up for another sword, so he had to rush forward and slip under Jia Ying's fist again.

Gong Yunsleeve, who no one paid attention to, fell, his eyes rolled wildly, his breath was short, and the blood quickly stained the ground below him. The Absolute Technique blessed on her body was so shocked that it slowly returned to her original form.

The beautiful and beautiful woman fell on her back in a pool of blood, and her vitality passed by a trace. As soon as Jia Ying looked back and saw this scene, she hesitated for a moment, stopped her pursuit of the finger picker, and walked quickly in front of her.

At this time, Gong Yunchong had already passed out.