evil witch

Chapter 51

Fran lowered his head and glanced at the fat girl who was smiling like a sneaky cat, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, too fast to be caught, his tense body gradually relaxed, and he saw one of the men Raising his fist to beat her, he quickly shouted in shock: "Behind me!"

As soon as his voice fell, he felt as if his whole body was hanging in the air. He couldn't help but feel stunned, but suddenly felt dizzy again. When he looked closely, he realized that he was being hugged by her waist and turned around. He opened his mouth in a daze.

He is a majestic man, but he is hugged by a woman, it really hurts his man's self-esteem...

Of course, as he spun, those men who wanted to get close to them were all kicked out by his feet.

"Bang bang bang..." The voices of those kicked men falling to the ground rose heavily.

"Ha ha……"

Pleasant laughter came out, and Hill put one arm around his waist, and twirled his hand with the other. Looking at the stunned man, she asked with a smile, "How is it? Is it fun?"

As soon as Hill's voice fell, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of one of them pulling out the saber from his waist and slashing at them. The smile in his eyes withdrew, and he retracted Fran's hand, leading him sideways to avoid the sword. Pushing him with one hand and bumping into a man in the other direction, he approached the man holding the sword sideways, and slashed down with his hand knife as fast as lightning, aiming at the man's sword-holding wrist.

"what!"

The man let out a low cry from the pain, and the sword in his hand dropped in response, and fell to the ground with a clang. At the same time, she quickly swung an uppercut, hitting the man's chin with all her dark force.

"Boom! Ah..."

There was a heavy blow when the fist fell, and a cry of pain sounded at the same moment. The man quickly covered his mouth and nose, and staggered back a few steps violently.

After hitting the man, Hill pulled Fran to his side with a hand. With another effort, he jumped up and clamped another man's neck with his feet.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp clicking sound, and the man's face was twisted, his neck was tilted, and he fell down powerlessly.And Fran couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this, and looked at her in surprise.

"Pooh!"

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, and saw that two teeth were spat out mixed with blood, he was startled and quickly raised his hand to touch the front teeth, only to feel that there were two empty spaces, and his face turned ashen immediately.

"Damn it! You actually knocked out two of my front teeth!" When he said this, he felt that there was a leak in his words, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Hill glanced at the man with a smile, and leaned closer to Fran: "Hey, are you so stupid? Why can't you say a word?"

Flan came back to her senses in a daze, looked at the smiling face in front of her and said, "You are amazing."

Hill smiled and was about to speak, but after hearing what he said next, several black lines were drawn on his forehead.

"It actually hugged me, a big man."

"..." She was just borrowing her strength, but she didn't really hug him up!
"Ah! Here it comes again!"

Flan exclaimed, and felt that he was pushed out again the next moment. When he saw the long sword with a cold light in the hand of the man in front of him, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth. Why did he always push him out?

"If you can't kick him, then wait to be cut by him!" Hill ignored the astonishment in his eyes and said leisurely.

Hearing her words, Fran knew that what he said must have offended her, so he spotted the man right away, followed the impact and kicked the sword in his hand away with one kick, and kicked him heavily with the other. On his stomach, Dang even saw him groaning and squatting on the ground covering his stomach in cold sweat.

Seeing the man's appearance, Fran thought to himself, he didn't seem to use much strength, why did he seem to be in pain?
"Well, you two guys! You actually wounded all my brothers, hmph! I thought of saving your lives, but now you are asking for your own death, no wonder I am!"

The man in the lead spoke gloomyly, and drew out the saber at his waist to condense his fighting spirit. When the long sword in his hand was full of fighting spirit, a sharp light flashed across the blade, like a It's like a sharp blade that has just started, which makes people feel chills.

"He...he drew out the sword, that sword is so sharp!" Flan trembled slightly, as if frightened by the sharp sword glowing with light.

"You don't know how to use a sword when he draws a sword?" Hill looked at him with a smile and said, "You are a big man anyway! You can't ask me, a little woman, to protect you, can you?"

"Are you a little woman?" Fran stared blankly at her chubby figure, and felt that she had nothing to do with little women.

Hearing his words and looking at his dazed handsome face, Hill said with a smile on his face: "Hehe, I'm not a little woman, but you are a big man, aren't you?" The man's saber was stuffed into his hand and he said, "Go! I'm here to cheer you on."

"But...but I can't beat him." Someone said in a low voice.

"You have to fight if you can't fight, you are a man."

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Fran swallowed, clenched the sword in his hands and pointed at the man holding the sword who was walking step by step, and said in a trembling voice: "You...don't come here, come here again I'm not being polite!"

"Huh! You can't even hold a sword well, and you dare to be my opponent. You are looking for death!" The man in the lead snorted contemptuously, the sword in his hand turned into a sword flower in his hand, and the fighting spirit When it was surging, he suddenly dodged with his sword and struck towards Fulan.

"what!"

Fran yelled, seeing the sharp long sword swung towards him, he was so frightened that he couldn't move, and he even closed his eyes.

"Idiot!" Hill cursed in a low voice, quickly dodged out, grabbed the sword in his hand with one hand, pushed him behind with the other, and greeted him with the sword.

"Clang!"

When the two swords collided, a crisp sound resounded in the air. Two swords, one condensed fighting spirit, became sharp and bloodthirsty, and the other was not filled with fighting spirit, it was still an ordinary sword. The two swords pressed together, The sword that condensed the fighting spirit obviously occupied the upper front, and the sword that was not injected with fighting spirit was pressed down.

(End of this chapter)