Feng Zhennan, who was following behind, had just caught the flying Chu Tianhe when he heard Long Zimu's roar. When he looked intently, Long Zimu had already knocked down the man in black, and with a handful of
The translucent sword tip was piercing out of Long Zimu's back heart, and blood was flowing out.
Feng Zhennan's heart tightened, and a silent sadness and anger filled his heart. His first thought was to rush forward and fight these two people, but he suppressed this impulse.
The strength of these two people is obviously extraordinary. They can blow away Chu Tianhe with one punch and stab Long Zimu with a sword. Their strength is definitely no longer inferior to that of themselves and others.
At this time, if I act on my own initiative, I am afraid that everyone will die here.
They are soldiers of Huya. They can sacrifice themselves for the mission, but they must not leave Professor Hu and others alone.
Their primary goal is to take Professor Hu and others out of here alive.
Mission is greater than anything else!
"Chen Hao, explore the way ahead! Yu Ting, escort everyone to retreat!" Feng Zhennan gave the instruction immediately.
The moment the words fell, Chu Tianhe, who had just regained his footing, had already rushed forward and stopped the man who had punched him away. Yang Chenhao took advantage of this opportunity and rushed towards the exit immediately.
He must make sure there are no other people at the exit.
Ye Yuting escorted Professor Yang and others to retreat quickly!
But before everyone could rush into the exit, the man who was knocked to the ground by Long Zimu had already pushed Long Zimu away and rushed towards him again.
Feng Zhennan took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, and gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
He had been severely injured before and his combat power was at a loss, but in this situation, he had to make a choice.
As long as we can escort Professor Hu and others to escape from here, we will do whatever it takes, even if it means death.
The person who punched Chu Tianhe away was named Guo Jia. He was a dead soldier raised by the Dugu family. His strength had reached the peak of internal strength and his boxing skills were so perfect. Even though Chu Tianhe had made great progress recently, he was completely defeated for a while.
Suppression can only barely hold off the opponent, and defeat will only happen sooner or later.
As for Feng Zhennan, it was even more miserable.
His opponent is also Wu Fei, a dead soldier raised by the Dugu family. Because of his talent in swordsmanship, he was accepted as an outer disciple by a master of the Dugu family. Not only has his cultivation reached the level of inner strength, but his swordsmanship is also unique.
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His strength was already superior to Feng Zhennan's, but Feng Zhennan was also injured. Suddenly, dangers arose.
If he hadn't accumulated many years of combat experience, he might have been dead long ago.
However, both Feng Zhennan and Chu Tianhe tried their best, which bought Professor Hu and others some time to retreat.
When they saw Professor Hu and others finally pouring into the passage one by one, Feng Zhennan and Chu Tianhe breathed a sigh of relief, but they did not dare to relax at all. Even though they knew that they could not hold on for long, they still worked hard
They both knew that every time they were held back for a little longer, Professor Hu and others would have a greater chance of survival.
As for the identity of these two people and the purpose of coming here, they no longer care.
On the other side, Ye Xiu's punch did not shatter Su Ye's sword light, but he took advantage of the moment when the sword light paused and slammed into Su Ye's body, knocking Su Ye's entire body away.
But Su Ye was an innate-level master after all. The long sword in his hand shook, and he was about to stab Ye Xiu with his backhand, but he felt a pain in his lower abdomen.
Looking down, he realized that the moment Ye Xiu bumped into him, he was holding a thumb-sized knife in his left hand, which was inserted right into his lower abdomen.
Seeing that Ye Xiu was about to pull the knife upward to expand the victory, he quickly slapped Ye Xiu on the shoulder and sent Ye Xiu flying away!
"Plop!" The two bodies fell to the ground almost at the same time. Ye Xiu stood up as soon as he turned over and looked at Su Ye who also stood up.
Su Ye did not take action immediately, but stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his lower abdomen. Looking at the bright red blood, he whispered "What a pity!"
"Huh?" Ye Xiu was stunned. What a pity? What's a pity? What's a pity that this knife didn't stab him to death?
"If you put poison on the knife, I'm afraid I'll be killed here today. Seeing that you act honestly, I'll leave your body intact!" Su Ye looked up at Ye Xiu and sighed softly.
There was a sound.
"Leave my whole body? Haha, are you so confident that it won't be you who dies in the end?" Ye Xiu sneered, not feeling much regret in his heart.
He hadn't thought about putting poison on the flying knife, but in the end he chose to give up.
First, these flying knives are hidden on one's body. If one accidentally cuts one's skin, one has to detoxify oneself. If at certain moments, this can be fatal.
Secondly, although Old Man Long taught him his superb medical skills and even taught him a lot about weird techniques like poison, he did not teach him how to prepare poisons.
In the words of Old Man Long, if a warrior wants to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts, it is best not to use some heretical methods.
Throwing knives are already considered hidden weapons, but they are just a technique. But if poison is used, it would be too clumsy.
This is also the reason why he never uses poison, including the wax balls filled with white smoke, which are just ordinary white smoke that blocks vision, not poisonous smoke.
Su Ye didn't speak anymore. He just looked at Ye Xiu quietly and tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
"Zimu..." At this moment, Chu Tianhe's heart-rending roar came from the other direction of the white smoke, followed closely by Long Zimu's voice shouting to leave quickly.
Ye Xiu's heart suddenly tightened.
His face changed even more. Long Zimu's voice was very weak. Could it be that something happened to them?
Just when he was distracted, Su Ye took action!
He simply took a step forward and then handed out the iron sword in his hand!
It felt like handing your iron sword to your closest friend, without any murderous intent leaking out.
But Ye Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank together at this moment, staring at the stabbing sword.
The speed of the sword is not very fast, let alone a master of Ye Xiu's level, even an ordinary person can clearly see the trajectory of the sword!
Logically speaking, with Ye Xiu's skill, he could easily avoid this sword, but Ye Xiu did not move.
Just because Su Ye's energy had locked his figure tightly, no matter how he reacted, this seemingly slow sword would hit his body accurately.
Sword intent!
The guy in front of me has actually realized the sword intention that Old Man Long said!
Any swordsman who realizes the meaning of the sword has the ability to kill a master whose cultivation level exceeds his own, let alone one whose own cultivation level is not as good as him.
It seems that under this sword, Ye Xiu will definitely die!