"Treat death? Dream!"

"You can only be played to death by us!" Hu Ba's eyes were extremely fierce, and he reached out to grab Wuyang.

As she was about to grab her jaw, at a critical moment, suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded in the night sky, accompanied by a sudden cold light.

Everyone here was startled and turned their heads subconsciously, and saw that it was a golden knife thrown out from a distance, rolling and spinning in the air, with a terrifying speed.

Their eyes widened, their mouths opened, and they didn't even have time to react.

Only a sound of puff, blood splattered, and a broken hand hit the ground, shocking and extremely terrifying!

Hu Ba stared at his broken hand in a daze, and then he breathed several times, then his knees hit the ground, his facial features showed inhuman pain, and he let out a tragic scream.

"ah!!"

"My hand, my hand!" His facial features were ferocious, he covered his broken hand and rolled around the ground.

Finally, the Dunhuang speakers reacted: "Who!!"

"The one who wants your life!" Zhou Jian sneered and slowly appeared in his sight. His black hair danced wildly, full of domineeringness. Behind him were lined up with the blue sky guards holding the lancet, coming like a group of death gods.

"It's you, it's you!" Hu Ba's eyes were covered in blood in pain, almost bulging out. At this moment, he looked at Zhou Jian tightly, full of hatred.

"He is the person the Bishop wants to hunt down, the planner of a series of events in the Nile River, he is a Han Chinese!"

"Hurry, kill him, kill him!" He roared, extremely ferocious, and cold sweat was already covering his forehead.

Hearing this, the eyes of many Dunhuang trumpets quickly chilled, and they took out weapons similar to gold pestle from their cuffs and gradually approached the sky: "It's just right!"

The murderous aura was everywhere on the scene, and it seemed that the air was suffocating.

Wuyang was lying in a pool of blood, covered in sheep's blood. He looked at the familiar figure in a daze and felt a little excited.

She was weak and hoarse: "Save, save me..."

She was not like everyone else, but she simply knew to ask for help.

Zhou Jian glanced at her, because she didn't take action as soon as possible.

"Kill her first!" These Dunhuang speakers were cruel and decisive, and did not want to delay, so as not to dream too much at night.

But at this moment, Zhou Jian had arrived and it was too late.

Suddenly, with a few thuds, several black shadows flashed away and appeared beside Wuyang out of thin air, then pulled her up and retreated suddenly.

Yang Wei even took the opportunity to give Hu Ba a hard kick, kicking him flying in the desert, extremely miserable.

Suddenly, all the speakers were shocked, why are there still people?

Their faces changed drastically. Looking at Wuyang who was rescued, their faces were extremely difficult to see. If they didn't kill the person back, how could they get the job?

"Tsk tsk, a group of big men, are you so cruel to deal with a woman? "Would you feel embarrassed?" Zhou Jian felt relieved when he saw someone rescued him, and at least seven people were not dead.

At this moment, he kept approaching, looking particularly calm and even had a teasing meaning.

"How did you find it?" You Laba asked gloomyly, thinking that a traitor appeared again.

Zhou Jian smiled faintly: "You are going to ask your bishop, Xu Tuo. He is very arrogant and thinks you will definitely be able to complete the task, so he didn't even restrain himself, so he left."

"Oh no, you guys don't have the chance to ask." As he said that, he smiled coldly.

This is true. If Xu Tuo was not so conceited, he would not be able to catch up. Wuyang would definitely be in danger.

"Hmph, I'm so arrogant!"
Chapter completed!