The Goddess's Super Son-in-Law

"Han Luo, if you think you can't win, you can withdraw."

Lin Yang shouted.

Han Luo was startled, gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Shuai, I said, I won't run away this time!"

"The four of them are stronger than you. If you are stronger, you will surely die. Are you sure you won't come back?"

Lin Yang asked.

"I should have died! As a soldier, as a soldier of the Dragon Kingdom! I will never back down!"

Han Luo growled, looking like he was dying.

"Beyond your own power! Do it!"

A low drink.

The four of them pulled out the daggers around their waists in unison, like four big mountains, to suppress Han Luo.

The terrifying blade light drew out a snow-white cold light, stabbing Han Luo directly.

Han Luo's breathing trembled, and he hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

But his lack of strength, coupled with the surprise of the number of people, in just the first round, Han Luo had two more blood holes in his body, and the blood gurgled out, wetting his clothes.

Tang Hu and Tang Jiajun turned pale in shock and ran out in a hurry.

"Tang Hu, your fate has come!"

A masked man said lightly, and then the dagger hit Tang Hu's throat like a poisonous snake.

Seeing this, Han Luo rushed over desperately, and the sword slashed at the dagger.

"You can take care of him?"

A masked man beside him snorted coldly, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and the dagger quickly plunged into Han Luo's heart.

The speed was unexpected.

Han Luo's breathing trembled.

At this time, if he dodges, he can avoid this terrifying blow, but Tang Hu will definitely become the soul of the opponent's sword.

How to do?

At this moment, Han Luo's mind flashed thousands of thoughts.

But in the end, he still did not back away, but grabbed the attacking dagger with one hand, and continued to hold the sword with the other hand, slashing at the dagger that attacked Tang Hu.

clang!

puff!

Han Luo successfully blocked the dagger that stabbed at Tang Hu.

But there was no accident, the palm was pierced by the dagger on the spot.

He hurriedly urged his energy, intending to shake the opponent away.

"Oh, it's ridiculous!"

The other party gave a cold smile, and suddenly a more terrifying energy burst out, which shook Han Luo into the air.

Han Luo's body smashed into the cage and fell heavily on the corridor, with blood spitting out of his mouth, making it difficult to get up.

"what?"

Tang Hu was dumbfounded.

Lin Yang walked to Han Luo, who was trying his best to get up, and said lightly: "The corridor is over there. If you run, you can still survive. If you fight again, you will die in the next round."

This sound seemed to have magical power, and Han Luo was startled.

He looked at the four men in black who were walking towards them, and panic appeared in his pupils again.

Any more, it's death!

There is a gap in strength, even if he fights alone, Han Luo is not an opponent.

There is no suspense at all in this battle!

How to do?

run?

or go?

"If you leave, it's a big deal and you won't be a soldier in the future. You can be your eldest young master of the Han family, driving a sports car to the bar every day to pick up girls and enjoy the glory and wealth. Why not do it? Just dying here, how is it worth it?"

"Without the title of commander-in-chief, without the status of warrior, you are still you, and this will not change."

"Why do you need to be persistent? It doesn't make any sense!"

"You continue to live peacefully, and someone will carry the burden for you!"

"There's no need to lose your life here, it's not worth it, it's not worth it!"

Lin Yang's words came out again.

The sound came into my ears, and Han Luo's mind went blank when he heard it.

He looked at Lin Yang blankly, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

"Let's run."

Lin Yang said lightly.

Han Luo froze in place.

"Doctor Lin, save us! Hurry up and save us!"

Tang Hu and Tang Jiajun ran behind them and shouted tremblingly.

"Don't waste time, quickly kill Tang Hu and his son, get out of here!"

At this time, one of the four shouted in a low voice, and then the four rushed over again.

Pentium's killing intent swept through it like a torrent.

"Get out of here!"

The sluggish Han Luo suddenly twisted his face, let out a roar, raised his sword again and rushed forward.

But next second.

puff! puff! puff! puff!

Four daggers stabbed into his body like shooting stars.

Han Luo's figure suddenly stopped, the whole trembled, and froze in place...