Turn back, kill!

This time, his target is still bald.

The sword in his hand was tightly held in his hand, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

bass!

The swords collided and countless sparks flashed.

Behind her, the woman did not plan for this rare and great opportunity. When Zhao Xiaohan and the bald man were together, the long sword in the woman's hand quietly came behind Zhao Xiaohan. She raised the long sword in her hand and slashed towards Zhao Xiaohan's back with one stroke.

This sword was as powerful as a rainbow.

It is hard to imagine that such a fierce and domineering knife could actually be waving out of a woman's hand.

There was a bald man in front and a woman in the back. For a moment, Zhao Xiaohan was in a dilemma.

However, at the moment when the woman's sword was about to slash, a frivolous smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Xiaohan's mouth. His smile appeared. Zhao Xiaohan's figure flashed, and his speed once again took advantage. In an instant, his figure would dodge, but the long sword in the woman's hand could not be taken back.

However, this time, her target is no longer Zhao Xiaohan, but bald.

Obviously, this was calculated a long time ago by Zhao Xiaohan. When he met the bald man, the woman would definitely take advantage of the opportunity to attack him. When the woman waved the sword in her hand, Zhao Xiaohan did not dodge. When the sword was about to slash him on the back, he hurriedly avoided.

All he wants is that women can't stop.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the woman's knife and the bald knife touched each other. The force was too great, and even the bald one couldn't help but take a few steps back. When the two people touched each other, Zhao Xiaohan seized the opportunity and stepped forward quickly, swung the long sword in his hand, and stabbed the woman's chest with one sword.

This time, the woman could not dodge.

The knife in his hand was still touched with the bald knife, and she couldn't take it back at all. Moreover, Zhao Xiaohan did not give her a chance to take it back. When she hurriedly wanted to draw the knife back to welcome Zhao Xiaohan's sword, the sword in Zhao Xiaohan's hand had already stabbed silently on her chest.

A scream of "Ah!" sounded, and a charming red flower bloomed on the woman's chest, but the flower was stained with blood.

The woman's scream did not give Zhao Xiaohan any pity. He narrowed his eyes and withdrew his right hand, and the long sword in his hand broke out from the woman's body. His movement of retracting the sword once again made the woman scream even more shrill. However, at the moment when the woman screamed, Zhao Xiaohan once again took the opportunity to cut down with a sword, and a blood mark appeared on the woman's throat.

In this way, it only took a few rounds, only ten minutes, and a woman in the bald camp was already killed.

"Rose!"

The moment the woman fell down, the bald man roared angrily, raised his knife and killed Zhao Xiaohan: "Zhao Xiaohan, I'll kill you!"

"I hope you can achieve it." Zhao Xiaohan frivolously glanced, his eyes turned cold, and he stepped forward quickly, waved his sword and fought with the bald man. A long time ago, Zhao Xiaohan once said to the bald man that sometimes killing people does not necessarily require only strength, but more often, his brain is required.

This time, although there were two people on the bald side, Zhao Xiaohan still succeeded first and killed one person.

On the surface, the bald side has the advantage, but unfortunately, what's the use of having brute force? Perhaps the two of them join forces and Zhao Xiaohan may not be able to easily solve them, but the two people's brains are added together, and they can't beat Zhao Xiaohan.

Swords collided, sparks flashed.

The bald eyes were filled with strong murderous intent, but Zhao Xiaohan still looked unchanged, but his forehead was filled with sweat drops.

"Bang!"

Just when the two of them were in a stalemate, suddenly, there was a sound outside the door. When Zhao Xiaohan heard the sound, he turned around. However, when he saw the scene outside the door, Zhao Xiaohan's brow frowned again. The man who had just gone out to pick up branches was back!

Originally, there were three people on the other side, one of them walked out, and there were two left, but unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaohan had just killed one and was fighting with the bald man, and another person was added to the bald man's camp.

"Kobayashi, kill him!"

Seeing the man, a hint of joy appeared on his bald face. When he heard the bald man's order, Xiaolin picked up the knife in his hand and rushed towards Zhao Xiaohan. For a moment, Zhao Xiaohan could only retreat quickly. The two of them fought against him, and his pressure suddenly increased again.

Three people fought together.

Zhao Xiaohan, who had just gained an advantage, became a disadvantage instantly with Xiaolin's joining, but the two bald people instantly gained an advantage and pressed towards Zhao Xiaohan step by step. Looking at the two people pressing step by step, Zhao Xiaohan's brows frowned fiercely.

I just used one move in succession to re-snatch the horse and another move to leverage the force. What move should I use this time?

"Dingdeng!"

Suddenly, just as the three of them were fighting together, footsteps came from outside the door again. When they heard the footsteps sounded again, Zhao Xiaohan's face turned pale in an instant. He was already a little troubled with the two of them. If another person came to each other, it would probably be even more difficult.

"Xiaohan!"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears. When he heard this sound, Zhao Xiaohan's pale cheeks had just become more happy.

"Zilong?"

"It's me!"

That's right, the person outside the door was Zhao Zilong.

When he saw two people surrounding Zhao Xiaohan and fighting alone, Zhao Zilong instantly raised his sword and came over. Zhao Zilong's joining gave Zhao Xiaohan a much less pressure in an instant. Even Zhao Xiaohan's disadvantage was instantly turned into an advantage with Zhao Zilong's joining.

There is no way, the white horse, the flower of Zhao Zilong, is a few words, but it is not for nothing.

"Zilong, you are bald, I will deal with the other one first."

Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly and retreated. Zhao Zilong responded to meet him and stopped the bald head in front of him. When Zhao Zilong stopped the bald head and Zhao Xiaohan faced another man alone, Zhao Xiaohan's mouth raised slightly, and a cold murderous intent appeared.

"bass!"

With a little step, he waved his right hand. The long sword was swept to the fullest in Zhao Xiaohan's hand. It was only a minute. With a scream of "Ah", the other party had already died tragically under Zhao Xiaohan's sword. In Zhao Xiaohan's hand, it was obvious that the other party was not on the same level.

Two of the three people died instantly, leaving only the only bald man. When they saw their two companions dying in Zhao Xiaohan's hands, the bald man roared angrily, raised his sword and killed him in the direction of Zhao Xiaohan. Looking at the bald man with red eyes, a strong murderous intent appeared in Zhao Xiaohan's eyes.

kill!

Zhao Xiaohan held up his sword and greeted him. The swords collided, and sparks continued. The two of them went back and forth, killing them very fiercely. Seeing the two people fighting together, Zhao Zilong wanted to step forward, but unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head at him. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's actions, Zhao Zilong instantly understood, stood aside, and became an enthusiastic audience.

One-on-one, Zhao Xiaohan is confident that bald head is not his opponent.

Last time, if there weren't two people with He Fang and Zhihua, how could Zhao Xiaohan have any concerns? This time, Zhao Xiaohan, who had no concerns, waved the sword in his hand, and every move, with a destructive aura, and the bald head was retreating repeatedly!

A "hiss" sounded.

There was a sword mark on the bald arm.

Another "hiss" sounded.

There was a blood mark on the bald face.

When the bald head's two helpers were gone, the bald head had no advantage in Zhao Xiaohan's hands, and almost all of them were allowed to hit Zhao Xiaohan. After a few dozen seconds, countless scars had appeared on the bald head's body, and even the chest was cut by Zhao Xiaohan's long sword.

Blood drop by drop on the ground.

Both of them were panting, especially the bald man, who gritted his teeth, but could not do anything. Suddenly, the bald man retreated and turned around, and he wanted to run away, but how could Zhao Xiaohan let him escape? The moment when the bald man turned around, Zhao Xiaohan threw the right hand hard, and the long sword in his hand flew towards the bald man's back, hitting the bald man's back with a sword.

This sword used all the best Zhao Xiaohan's strength.

The bald man had no chance to dodge. When he was running away, he suddenly screamed and a long sword appeared on his back. The sword pierced through his back and passed through his body. The sword tip appeared in front of him, with his blood on the sword tip.

With a "bang", the bald head fell to the ground, and blood was still spitting out from his mouth.

Seeing the bald head fall to the ground, Zhao Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief, took a step, and walked towards the bald head. When Zhao Xiaohan walked to the bald head, the bald head was not dead yet, but he had already breathed and had short breathing, and it was not long before death. When he saw Zhao Xiaohan appearing in front of him, the bald head stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Xiaohan's trouser legs, but unexpectedly, before his hand touched the corner of Zhao Xiaohan's clothes, suddenly, his hand stopped in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground. The bald head was dead.

He died with his eyes open, his eyes wide open, and he was still holding the long knife tightly in his hand.

It’s a pity that his knife can no longer kill Zhao Xiaohan.

The three people finally died under Zhao Xiaohan's sword. In an instant, the abandoned factory that was still extremely fierce, were only Zhao Xiaohan, Zhao Zilong, and three corpses without breath. Looking at the three corpses on the ground, Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and found the text message Xiao Yingxiong sent him last time. He gently pressed it on it a few times, and wrote a few words.
Chapter completed!