Cutting off Hu Jiuxing's opportunity, he starts to kill the lucky male protagonist

Lin Yuan ignored Ying Xiaoxiao and asked Xuanyuan Ling'er.

"How many points do you still need?"

Xuanyuan Ling'er retracted her disdainful look at Ying Xiaoxiao and said to Lin Yuan.

"I have less, just over a thousand points."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly after hearing this.

"It just so happens that the one behind me is also a little short, you can go together and take care of each other."

Xuanyuan Ling'er looked at Bai Ziling and nodded at her.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan remembered Xuanyuan Chiming whom he had met outside before.

"Did you meet your brother?"

"No, I haven't seen any familiar figures in the three days here."

Hearing this answer, Lin Yuan didn't say anything.

"Then let's take a look first."

"It's still early now, let's see if there are any blind people who come here."

As he said, he just found a direction and walked away.

At this time, he still talked while walking.

Ying Xiaoxiao said weakly when she saw Lin Yuan leaving.

"Since you know each other, I'll leave first."

Turning around and walking in the opposite direction of Lin Yuan, he was praying in his heart.

"Don't call me, don't call me."

"Wait." Lin Yuan still called Ying Xiaoxiao.

Ying Xiaoxiao cursed secretly, turned around and looked at Lin Yuan with a smile.

"What's wrong, big...do you have anything else to do?"

Lin Yuan also looked at Ying Xiaoxiao with a smile and waved at her.

"Are you going to die now or later?"

Hearing this, Ying Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat, and she pretended to be very calm.

"Then I will definitely die later."

Lin Yuan's mouth corners rose, and he smiled at Ying Xiaoxiao: "Then follow us, after all, it's 300 points, can't be wasted."

Suddenly, Ying Xiaoxiao's expression became stiff, and she could no longer maintain her calmness, and she shouted at Lin Yuan.

"I have helped you a lot, and this is how you treat me?"

Lin Yuan had a blank expression on his face, but he had already taken out a sword in his hand.

A gust of wind blew around, and the leaves in the distance rustled, which was particularly harsh in this silent environment.

Feeling the murderous intent of Lin Yuan, Ying Xiaoxiao immediately begged for mercy.

"I'll follow you, let me go."

As she said this, the surrounding voices also fell silent, and Lin Yuan put the long sword in his hand back into the storage ring.

He glanced at Ying Xiaoxiao with an indifferent look.

"Let's go."

After saying this, Lin Yuan took a step and walked in a random direction.

When he came here, he didn't see Jian Liu, so Lin Yuan still planned to look around.

He was not worried about Jian Liu. After all, with his strength, no one could be his opponent in a single fight.

While he was looking for Jian Liu, Jian Liu was also looking for Lin Yuan.

Jian Liu held a very broken sword in his hand, and his ear was facing a young warrior.

"Jian Liu of the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Dynasty."

Hearing someone call out his name, there was a hint of doubt in his expression.

The kind young man suddenly had vicious eyes. "It's really you!"

Jian Liu's ears moved slightly, trying to tell who he was from his voice.

The young warrior's expression revealed cruelty, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Remember?"

"In the last Hundred Dynasties War, it was your senior brother who killed my brother!"

As he said this, the young man suddenly laughed strangely.

"In the last Hundred Dynasties War, my brother fought hundreds of moves in front of your senior brother, and was killed by your senior brother with one sword."

"At that time, I was watching all this outside. Do you know how sad I was?"

"At that time, I swore that I would make the person who killed the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty at least cripple one of your arms."

After saying that, he took out a red long sword from the storage ring.

When taking out the long sword, a beast-like expression appeared on the young man's face, and his eyes turned blood red.

"Hehehe, today is your death day."

He saw his body move, turned into a red phantom, and rushed towards Jian Liu.

Jian Liu heard the movement, without the slightest hesitation, and held the broken sword tightly in his hand.

Just as the young man approached, Jian Liu's figure moved, turning into several sword shadows to slash at him.

As the distance between the two people got closer and closer.

Soon, the two people wrestled together.

But the bigger the distance, the change in Jian Liu's expression.

"This knife is absorbing my blood."

In every collision of the sword and the sword, Jian Liu only felt that the blood in his body was decreasing.

"Knock off his knife first."

Jian Liu immediately thought of a way and attacked the young man's arm, trying to cut off his arm directly.

The young man also understood Jian Liu's intention and turned from offense to defense.

"You should have discovered that this knife is devouring your blood."

"I just need to hold you back, and your blood will become less and less until you become a dried corpse."

The young man grinned ferociously, and blood had already flowed from the corners of his mouth, perhaps because he laughed too hard.

Jian Liu's face showed vigilance, and his feet kept moving back and forth, trying to find the young man's flaws.

The young man held the knife tightly with both hands, his body swayed left and right, and his eyes were fixed on Jian Liu's footsteps.

Just as Jian Liu raised his foot, the young man's eyes flashed.

His figure split into two shadows like a ghost and rushed towards Jian Liu.

Jian Liu's ears moved and his figure retreated backwards.

Just as he retreated, a shadow appeared behind Jian Liu.

The shadow held a red long knife in his hand and slashed at Jian Liu.

Jian Liu's face changed, he dodged it with his toes, and then kicked back.

His kick went straight through the shadow.

"Didn't touch it?" Jian Liu was stunned and immediately retracted his foot.

But at this moment, dozens of hands stretched out from the shadow and grabbed his legs.

Jian Liu was shocked and slashed at the back with a sword, but there was no sense of slashing.

"Hehe, it's useless, you can't touch them."

The figure of the young man appeared in front of Jian Liu, looking at him teasingly.

"Give up resistance, you can die faster." The young man's voice appeared again.

This voice appeared on the side of Jian Liu.

"Tell me, if I cut off one of your legs, will your strength still be strong?"

This time it was the shadow behind him who spoke.

Jian Liu sneered, kicked hard with one leg, and rushed towards the young man in front.

Under this powerful explosive force, Jian Liu really broke free from several hands from the shadow.

Seeing that they were about to break free, the young man who was leaning sideways immediately rushed forward.

The red knife in the hands of the young man in front appeared in the hand of the young man who was leaning sideways.

He raised the long knife in his hand and slashed at Jian Liu's legs fiercely, with a cruel smile in his eyes.

He wanted to torture Jian Liu to death bit by bit.

Even if Jian Liu escaped, he would immediately chase him.

He had already investigated that there were only two people who came to the Hundred Dynasties, and neither of them was protected by a Tianwu Realm warrior.

Just when the knife was slashing at the leg, Jian Liu immediately stretched out his sword and blocked it on the leg.