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"It's so vulnerable, I thought you were so powerful, I didn't expect to knock you away with a single sword. www.biquge.info"The Khitan warrior held the scimitar in his left hand, his face showed contemptuous disdain, and there was a slight doubt in his eyes. He didn't understand why the other party's knife just now was like some powerful aura, and even his innate realm's body protection true qi was cracked, and his right arm was cut off with a single sword. He knew that he might have been careless at first, but the set of knife techniques that the other party suddenly issued did catch him off guard, so he let the other party seize the opportunity and cut off his right arm with a knife.

But what puzzled him was that Ling Tianyun was so vulnerable at this time, he slashed at the opponent's big knife without using ten percent of his strength, so he knocked that kid away with one sword. And the aura that this young man exuded just now was very different from the aura that was emitted at this time. So he didn't understand why, but the strong killing intent in his heart did not decrease but increased, and the weaker the other party, the more he could play with the other party in the palm of his hand.

The Khitan warrior's face became even more distorted, his eyes were full of playful light, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed the ruthless evil heart in his heart vividly.

Ling Tianyun forcibly stood up, he stood the knife upright on the ground, he could only rely on the big knife to support his body at this time. But he felt more and more that the big knife was heavy, and his hands were almost unable to cause the big knife. His body could fall to the ground at any time, but he still endured his unbearable body and forced the heavy and thick knife to stand upright.

With a cold gaze in his eyes, Ling Tianyun stood with his sword in his hands, he was already at the end of his crossbow, as long as the Khitan warrior could easily knock him down with a slight casual blow.

As if he already knew his condition, the Khitan warrior stepped forward in no hurry, and his gaze swept over the two Fanghua girls who were in a coma and fell asleep next to Ling Tianyun's feet. There was a fierce glint in his eyes. The bulging Adam's apple in his throat moved, and he swallowed the saliva that was about to overflow.

With a bloodthirsty look in his ruthless eyes, the Khitan warrior waved the scimitar in his hand at will, and he stomped his foot lightly, and the stones that had already been broken by the broadsword flew under his feet. Those few debris turned into meteors and shot straight towards Ling Tianyun, and two of them went towards the sleeping second girl.

"You dare." Ling Tianyun let out an angry roar, endured the weakness of his body, and once again raised his knife and swung his sword to shoot down the two gravels that were about to shoot at the two women.

When he knocked the two gravel down, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. And the big knife in his hand almost came out of his hand, and the tip of the knife hung down to the ground. At this moment, Ling Tianyun only felt that his body was exhausted, and his body was completely on the verge of falling apart. He could only rely on a forcible will to support his body from falling.

With the exhaustion of his internal strength, coupled with his unbearable sour body, Ling Tianyun was about to collapse. Only his eyes are still so bright as a god, outsiders can't see his reality. But those two Khitan warriors were not ordinary martial cultivators, they were extraordinary martial arts masters who had reached the innate realm of cultivation.

A master who has been in a hundred battles must have a pair of perceptive eyes, and the Khitan warrior who lost his right arm has already seen the situation of Ling Tianyun's external strength and middle cadre at this moment. He is not in a hurry to kill him at the moment, he has to torture the other party to his heart's content, so that the other party can survive and die, so as to relieve his hatred of broken arm.

Stepping on the stone that had been smashed by Ling Tianyun's sword, with a "click", his thick combat boots forcibly smashed those pieces of gravel again, almost turning them into a ball of powder.

With two dull sounds, Ling Tianyun's body shook for a while, swinging his knife to slash down the two pieces that shot at the two girls who were sleeping on the ground, almost exposing himself completely to the few stones that were shooting at him. He was caught off guard and was hit by two stones that shot in, but fortunately his flesh was strong and solid, so he was not hit by the two stones and fell.

After a moment of shaking, Ling Tianyun almost fell to the ground, and the heavy and thick big knife slashed under him, and the sharp blade plunged straight into the ground. The inverted broadsword held his weak body in place.

"What's the matter, this won't work, you can't even stand on your feet, and you're still thinking about saving these two chicks, it looks like these two chicks are very important to you." The Khitan warrior's eyes showed a look of playfulness, and he slowly walked towards Ling Tianyun.

"Those who have the ability to come to Uncle Ben, and Uncle Ben will accompany him to the end." Ling Tianyun's eyes were blazing, he was not afraid at all because of his weak and limp body, and his eyes were still thick with a strong color of infirmity. His sharp gaze turned into a sharp arrow and shot straight at the slowly approaching Khitan warrior, but he felt that he was really about to collapse.

"Tsk, where is the momentum just now, it turned out to be a slow embroidery pillow that is not used. Boy, today next year is not your death day. Remember my great name, and Jerodashi is me, the one who slew you. But I don't want to kill you so soon, let you die so happily, my grandfather wants to torture you slowly, so that you can't survive and die. ”

The Khitan warrior with a distorted face showed his hideous fangs, and he was missing his right arm like a bloodthirsty demon, and his whole body was full of awe-inspiring anger, and he went straight towards Ling Tianyun, who was standing unsteadily. This bloody aura that came from under the Blood Hell Spring rolled in, causing Ling Tianyun to stand on end all over his body, as if surrounded by a breath of death.

Frowning his brows, Ling Tianyun couldn't stop shouting in his heart: "You can't fall, you must not fall." ”

With a "bang", the one-armed Khitan warrior kicked up and went straight to Ling Tianyun's lower abdomen, his body had already collapsed, and he was close to collapse, where could he still dodge the other party's sudden flying kick that was as fast as lightning and imposing.

A heart-piercing pain came from Ling Tianyun's abdomen, and he only felt that his lower abdomen was like a heavy hammer blow, and the opponent's kick that was about to take off was firmly kicked in the direction of his lower abdomen.

Suddenly, Ling Tianyun only felt that his body floated up, and then fell heavily on the path paved with stones, and the heavy and thick big knife in his hand could no longer hold it, and he took advantage of the situation and walked away.

With a "clang", the big knife fell not far from his body, and he also fell heavily.

The Khitan warrior's kick only kicked him upward, and after a heart-tearing cramping pain in his abdomen, a stream of blood rose and went straight to his throat.

"Wow", as he hit the ground hard, a stream of hot blood spat out of his mouth.

The hot blood spat out of his mouth, and instantly turned into a mist of blood, making the red sky twilight much darker.

A little bit of blood turned into the enchanting cold plum, embellishing this dark and bleak dusk, and the glow of the sky could not hide the dazzling thorns of this blood flower.

The sky was like a red cloth sprinkled with it, and the red and fiery remnant sun only showed half of its face, as if it could not bear to look at the blood-colored sky, and the suffocating breath of the evil qi rolled in, and the birds let out a heart-rending cry in the air, and soon passed through the bloody twilight.

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and Ling Tianyun no longer had the strength to stand up from the ground, his collapsed body leaving him weak.

The blood from the corner of his mouth overflowed, and he couldn't care about it so much, and his eyes were filled with a feeling of weakness. Lying on the path paved with stones, bursts of bitterness surged in his heart, and the Ling Tian's battle intent that permeated his heart had long since disappeared. But there was an unspeakable pain in his heart, did he have to be humiliated by this alien barbarian like this, could he be willing to let the second daughter beside him be defiled by these two alien barbarians.

Ling Tianyun's eyes showed a strong hint of Ling Mang, and his eyes swept over the two women. I saw that the second daughter's face showed a peaceful look, her tender baby-like cheeks were flushed with a faint flush, and her eyes were closed under the slender eyelashes. They didn't seem to feel the danger coming at this time, they seemed to have blind trust in Ling Tianyun.

Seeing the second daughter smiling soundly in her sleep, Ling Tianyun's heart was even more tingling, he had betrayed their trust, he had not protected them well. And he couldn't even fight a finger of the Khitan warrior at the moment, and an inexerable indignation surged into his heart, he wanted to stand up, and he had to protect the two girls.

But he used all his strength, but found that his body was still as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his strength seemed to be drained, so that he could not move half a minute at all.

"Click", another sound of footsteps stepping on gravel came, and the bloody aura surged like a tide, and the one-armed Khitan warrior slowly came step by step.

Ling Tianyun listened carefully to the slow footsteps, he knew that it was the footsteps of the Khitan warrior walking towards him, except for this Khitan warrior, the Khitan warrior who was watching the battle on the sidelines didn't seem to move, and had been standing quietly under a cold plum tree.

And this Khitan warrior Yelu Dashi, who reported his name, smiled cruelly at Ling Tianyun, who was lying on the ground, and stayed beside Ling Tianyun. He looked at him condescendingly, with a cruel smile in his eyes in addition to contempt and disdain, and a slight upturned mouth and chest with a little evil playfulness.

Ling Tianyun felt that the cold aura was getting closer and closer, and his heart was even more anxious, but he didn't have the slightest way to get out of this desperate situation. He no longer had any strength and internal strength to use, he lay on his back, only waiting for death.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and a hideous face appeared in his eyes, and it was Nayelu Dashi who looked at him with a condescending attitude.

Immediately afterward, he only felt a bloodthirsty red light pass in front of his eyes, and a cold chill like ice rushed towards his neck.

The sword curved like a waning moon glowed with a blinding bloodthirsty red, and the sharp blade exuded a chill that ran straight at his throat. However, it was Na Yelu Dashi who held the scimitar in his left hand, and pointed the tip of the scimitar directly at Ling Tianyun's throat, and the terrifying light directly stabbed Ling Tianyun's double stabbing painfully. That blood-like aura emanated from the scimitar, reaching Ling Tianyun who was lying on the ground, almost seeping from his body into his bone marrow. That biting chill and bloodthirsty aura made Ling Tianyun's teeth tremble.

"Look at you like a dead dog." Yelu Dashi's mouth let out a vicious sound, and his eyes shot a terrifying light like purgatory.

The twisted hideousness on the other party's face and the vicious gaze in his eyes shocked Ling Tianyun's heart, and at the same time, he felt a little relieved in his heart. After all, the other party came straight to his side, and did not pause for half a moment beside the second girl, obviously his real purpose was to target himself, and he had not paid attention to the second girl for the time being.

Ling Tianyun's eyes were full of the faint bloodthirsty light of the scimitar, and he hadn't had time to twist his head to split the blinding blood-colored red glow.

A vigorous and powerful foot stomped on his chest, and the dazzling light in his eyes flashed again, and a cold chill came from his face and clung to his face.

Yelu Dashi pressed the scimitar tightly against Ling Tianyun's face, and the curved blade burrowed straight into his nostrils with a fierce and bloody aura. He felt a burst of jubilation coming from the sharp scimitar, and he was like weeping blood.

The blade of the scimitar gently slid across Ling Tianyun's cheek, and Yelu Dashi's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty fierceness, and his face became even more distorted. Because he stepped on Ling Tianyun's right foot on his chest and began to exert his strength, the other party's hard rock-like chest under his feet made him very excited.

The strong foot on his chest stepped on his chest, making Ling Tianyun feel like he was breathless, and the foot was getting heavier and heavier, almost stomping his chest down. The cramping pain in the abdomen had not yet subsided, and there was a huge pain in the chest like a heavy mountain pressing down.

With angry eyes, the scimitar in Yelu Dashi's hand slowly slid across Ling Tianyun's cheek, and a blood mark immediately appeared on his face, but not a single drop of blood flowed out.