"Oh?" He smacked his lips, showing his sharp teeth, "So it's this little sister. You...can you detoxify me?"
The girl heard that he seemed to be talking to her, and raised her eyes: "It's Qingtanlang's flower seeds, no need to worry!"
Yu Zichai looked at her innocent expression, but thought she was laughing at him. The back of his hands trembled, and he smiled instead of angry: "That's it... you really interest me."
Fu Yunge heard his voice and knew that the girl had aroused his murderous intention. He quickly protected the girl behind him, only to see the nightmare-like devil approaching before him!
The faint pupils were like hungry ghosts. Fu Yunge responded to the attack at the same time in shock, and a circle of will-o'-the-wisp sword light suddenly flashed in the air.
The clang of the sword made the girl frightened and helpless. She had never experienced a hot exchange of blows at such a close range. As long as Fu Yunge wasn't careful, Yu Zichai's deadly sword style might pass through the defense and kill her.
Why didn't Fu Yunge know that Yu Zichai's current target was her, and he didn't dare to worry about it. He grabbed her wrist with one hand and mobilized all his strength to fight against Yu Zichai. The figures crisscrossed each other in a hurry, and the land was stirred up with splashes of sand.
Fu Yunge almost couldn't hold the sword's edge several times. After all, there was still a huge gap between him and Yu Zichai. After dozens of rounds, his blood was already flowing continuously along the tiger's mouth, his internal organs were injured, and he was coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth.
Yu Zichai's eyes were only focused on the girl behind him, and every move was intended to kill her. But Fu Yunge refused to give in. Even though he was getting weaker and weaker, he still stayed in front of the girl and never left her.
The girl was behind, being hurriedly pulled around by Fu Yunge. She could only rely on Fu Yunge now. Seeing that he was covered with cuts and bruises, the girl couldn't help but feel distressed and pinched the corners of his clothes, fearing that something would happen to him.
"Don't be afraid." Fu Yunge stood guard and whispered to her.
"It's better to worry about yourself!" Seeing that he still had time to "talk love", Yu Zichai smiled sharply and raised his sword to stab him.
He finally saw it clearly. It seems that if the boy is not dealt with first, there will be no chance of killing the girl!
However, just when he spotted Fu Yunge's opening and was about to kill him with a sword, a move from behind suddenly cut off his delusion!
The wolf knife screamed and swept through the air. Just when Yu Zichai was about to assassinate the young man, Lang Chenyan finally rushed to help.
The black wind swept away, and the wolf howled with anger. Yu Zichai hurriedly pulled away to block the attack and took several steps back.
After the previous battle, Fu Yunge's life was like a candle in the wind. Fortunately, he finally waited until Lang Chenyan arrived, and his efforts were finally in vain.
Lang Chenyan came over with a knife. The knife is narrow and slender, and it does look like an expert Black Rain swordsman.
Fu Yunge felt relieved as he watched his senior step into the battlefield. His strength dissipated in an instant, and he almost couldn't hold on and fell to his knees.
"Are you okay?" The girl behind him was very concerned.
Fu Yunge looked a little pale, turned his head and waved his hand. He can survive this situation, and it shouldn't be a serious problem if he recovers for a while.
When Yu Zichai saw that Lang Chenyan had arrived, a strange thought came out of the corners of his slender eyes.
"You deserve to die here." Lang Chenyan said solemnly. His expression could not be seen clearly in the blurred night, and his solemn voice was like the evening drum of a temple.
Yu Zichai didn't look at him. He kept staring at that girl. Since she could break the strange poison of his "Plague Sword", he must not keep her!
But Lang Chenyan no longer gave him any extra time. Seeing that he was still hesitating, he immediately raised his sword and made a move. The green and purple sword came out majesticly, crushing the sand and rocks on the ground.
When Yu Zichai saw this, he waved his sword to resist. But firstly, he had suffered some damage, and secondly, his reaction was a step late, and he was still injured on the spot, and the hand holding the sword was dripping with blood.
Looking at the current situation, Yu Zichai knew that he would not be able to take advantage of anything.
Now that he has distanced himself from them, he still puts his life first. He will have to settle this debt slowly in the future.
Seeing Lang Chenyan coming at him with a knife again, he licked his lips slightly, the cold light piercing his bones.
"You want me to die?" He secretly mobilized all his strength and put it into the evil sword. "This is not even close."
His voice was soft, but it made your ears numb. Lang Chenyan saw that he seemed to have a trick, so no matter what, he immediately used a strong move to stop him:
"The wolf's roar disrupts the snowy peak."
The cold wind hit the body, and the killing sword energy swept out like a bone-piercing cold. The faint green shadow of the snow wolf galloped instantly, and at the same time, the cold sound of the blade rinsing the snow echoed around the fields.
"Bone-eating Cold Starlight!"
Not to be outdone, Yu Zichai stabbed the evil sword into the ground, and the green light like a will-o'-the-wisp suddenly connected into a constellation of fluorescent lights on the ground.
In another moment, the evil light that entered the ground suddenly exploded, stirring up sand and soil all over the place, and the evil poison flew everywhere at the same time. When Lang Chenyan saw this, he immediately stepped back, his blade scratched the soil, and was eroded by the evil energy in the next second.
However, the sword move he fired broke through the darkness and penetrated the evil light, forcing him to stand in front of Yu Zichai.
Seeing that Lang Chenyan's moves were beyond expectation, Yu Zichai's eyes tightened. Another second later, he suddenly felt a sharp pain——
There was a "crack" sound, and there was no time to defend himself, only to see black blood spurting into the night sky.
Then, his left arm suddenly fell into dust!
"Ahhhh!!"
After being stunned for a moment, the severe pain from losing his arm penetrated his brain. Yu Zichai screamed loudly, which echoed throughout the river.
He staggered a few steps, black blood still flowing out like a fountain. Although there seemed to be something in his body that was helping him stop the bleeding quickly, it was still shocking and the flesh and blood were hideous.
