"So what?" Ajian's pupils were red and bloodshot, and the ferocious ink tattoos on his face were twitching as if they were alive, exuding a ferocious aura like a beast.
Zhan Beihan showed a cruel smile, suddenly raised the edge of his sword, and kicked A Jian in the face, fast and hard!
"Bang!" Ah Jian was caught off guard and was kicked right in the face. He instantly spurted blood from his mouth and nose and fell back several meters.
Zhan Beihan rushed over like a ghost and stabbed A Jian in the neck with his sword!
Shockingly murderous!
The battle broke out hastily and quickly.
While the two men were fighting, Xiao Lingyue also rushed behind Gong Yangqian and stabbed him mercilessly.
Gong Yangqian does not know martial arts, but he is also a man who has been on the battlefield and has a strong sense of crisis.
Xiao Lingyue was extremely fast, and he noticed the cold wind whipped up by the dagger. Gong Yangqian had no time to dodge, so he subconsciously stepped back and turned his head.
"Whoa!" The dagger narrowly missed his neck and cut off a strand of hair.
Gong Yangqian took a few steps back in horror, and loosened his grip on Shen Yuting.
"Cough cough cough..." Shen Yuting fell to the ground, coughing heartbreakingly, and blood appeared on her pale face.
Xiao Lingyue's attack missed, and she changed her moves without hesitation, turning around and kicking Gong Yangqian hard with her whip leg!
Gong Yangqian didn't even have time to hide. He was kicked and flew several meters away. His body hit the wall of the courtyard. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His hood fell off and his eyesight turned black.
He clutched his chest, his face as pale as paper, and struggled to stand up and run away.
Xiao Lingyue rushed towards him with murderous intent.
Gong Yangqian was so frightened that he shouted: "Yao Wuchen, save me!!"
Whoosh——
Several poisonous needles as thin as cow hair flew out.
Xiao Lingyue immediately stepped away, grabbed Shen Yuting who was lying on the ground, took her back to the door of the house, and immediately looked towards Zhan Beihan.
Yao Wuchen took the opportunity to run up to Gong Yangqian and said disgustedly: "You are so useless, you can't even beat Shen Wan!"
Gong Yangqian: "Pfft..." He suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood.
The whole person was exhausted on the ground, and his breath was like a gossamer.
Yao Wuchen kicked him angrily: "Don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly!"
As he said that, he shouted to the two people who were fighting with swords and swords in the yard: "Ajian, don't fight with him, come here quickly!"
Because of his voice, A Jian was slightly distracted.
Zhan Beihan immediately seized the opportunity and thrust out the sword like a rainbow of light, a second before it was about to pierce his heart.
Ah Jian roared angrily, and the muscles in his chest shrank strangely. The tip of the sword immediately deflected, penetrated his left chest with a thud, and hit the wall of the courtyard hard with the sword.
"Boom!!"
The old wall collapsed in an instant, and the broken bricks fell down like a rustle.
"Ajian!" Yao Wuchen screamed.
Zhan Beihan retreated with his Qinggong, turned around in the air, a cold light flashed across his narrow eyes, and struck towards Yao Wuchen without any warning.
Yao Wuchen immediately ran away: "Don't come over here, I won't fight you!"
He ran very fast, with the corners of his snow-white clothes fluttering and the gourd dangling around his waist, like a big white rabbit.
Zhan Beihan chased after him, his fingers grabbing at the back of his neck like eagle claws.
Yao Wuchen couldn't run away, so he held his head and shouted: "Ajian, come and save me!"
"Bang--!"
Before the sound could be heard, the pile of broken bricks that collapsed in the small courtyard suddenly exploded, and countless broken bricks and debris shot into the sky.
Xiao Lingyue instinctively raised her hands to protect her head, but out of the corner of her eye she saw a bloody figure rushing out like a mad beast and punching Zhan Beihan hard.