The men in black looked at each other and forced Jun Wuhuan over. Their mood was a little complicated at this time. They originally thought it was just a simple task to chase a seriously injured fugitive. However, they did not expect that this person was so difficult. After just over two hours of pursuit, they lost nearly half of their troops. This made the people in the Underworld who had always been pride of outstanding abilities and even looked down on the soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty a little angry.

Those of them defected to the Northern Jin Dynasty, and naturally pursued the pursuit of fine clothes, fine food, fine wine and delicacies. All family and country are righteous, loyalty, filial piety, integrity and righteousness are farts. Similarly, they know more that in the eyes of the Northern Jin people, they are just a dog. No matter how much credit they make, they will be abandoned mercilessly as long as they have no value. Therefore, they are particularly crazy and violent every time they perform a mission. This is the first time such a huge setback encountered by the Underworld Prison. Before, even in order to help Baili Qinghong break through Runing City and arrest Xie Tingze, they have not suffered such serious losses.

You must...kill this sick person and make you feel ashamed of today!

A cold smile flashed across Jun Wuhuan's lips, the sword in his hand sternly, and a cold light swept towards the person opposite with a sharp energy. The men in black on the opposite side suddenly changed their color and retreated around. Although they had been chasing these two people for more than two hours before, they had never fought with this person head-on, and they only said they were masters. But no one knew how high it was.

But now, they know.

Compared with Tuoba Yin's domineering and powerful sword technique, Jun Wuhuan's sword technique looks calm and light. But if someone really talks about this indifference and doesn't take it seriously, it would be a joke about his own life. Jun Wuhuan's sword may not be as powerful as Tuoba Yin's sword, but it makes people feel even more dangerous. It seems that as long as it is touched by a trace of sword energy, it will die.

This was obviously not their illusion. The man in black who was closest to Dejun Wuhuan could not avoid it, and his arms immediately separated from his body. The man was not even aware of it at all. He only reacted and screamed when he saw his bare blood squirting wildly.

"Go together and kill him!"

"There are people above to live!"

A group of people flew towards Jun Wuhuan. This man was powerful, but he was seriously injured. His pale face had already explained everything. If he was seriously injured, it would not last long. They were not afraid of this disease together!

Jun Wuhuan greeted the person rushing over without saying a word, but from time to time he had to distract himself to pay attention to Chu Ling who was dealing with people not far away. But soon he withdrew his attention. Chu Ling didn't need him to worry. On the other hand, the siege of more than ten people also made him have no time to distract him.

"Swoosh!"

The sound of hidden weapons breaking through the air came from behind. Jun Wuhuan turned his head and avoided him without looking back. At the same time, he slapped the man in black in front of him with a palm. The sword in his hand had just been holding the sword that was slashing at him, and another knife attacked on the other side.

Jun Wuhuan's sword in his hand hit the opponent's sword heavily. As the knife in his hand was released, Jun Wuhuan's sword had already been cut out, blocking another knife. In this way, a thread of blood overflowed from his lips. The wound wrapped in his chest had already burst out again, but he was wearing black clothes and couldn't tell at all.

After glanced at the men in black lying on the ground, Jun Wuhuan sneered and became more and more fierce. However, his originally pale face gradually became bloody, but his lips became paler. His originally handsome face looked a little unreal and weird.

Somehow a little chilled in the remaining men in black felt a little cold in their hearts. They were all people who licked blood from the knife and did not value life and death so seriously, whether it was other people's or their own. People who did not have awe of life and death, naturally there would be fewer things to be afraid of. But for some reason, they were actually a little afraid of the seriously injured young man in front of them.

"Who are you?!" A man in black couldn't help but sternly.

Jun Wuhuan curled his lips slightly but did not speak. The man in black said, "As long as you surrender, we can spare your life. And that little girl... Even if you don't care about your own life, don't you care..." Before he finished speaking, a cold arrow shot over from a distance. It turned out that Chu Ling on the other side heard the man's words and took the time to give him an arrow. Although the arrow did not really hit the person, it also made the man's words choke.

The girl doesn’t care, so she still needs to ask if you Wuhuan cares?

Jun Wuhuan said lightly: "So the underworld is just like this. Are you afraid?"

This...it's no longer possible to talk about it!

The man in black finally gave up his plan to persuade Jun Wuhuan to surrender, and pounced on him and killed him into a group.

On the other hand, Chu Ling finally solved the three people surrounding her and fell down under the tree and gasped. At this time, as long as anyone came, she would not have much strength to resist, let alone help Jun Wuhuan. In fact, she had a little fever, but after taking medicine later, after such a lot of running around and working hard, Chu Ling felt a little dizzy.

Leaning behind a big tree, Chu Ling forced the urge to fall asleep, and closed her eyes and listened to the sound of fighting behind her.

What luck is this girl?

Chu Ling couldn't help but wail for his luck in his heart. He had to work hard in the past, but he couldn't live a peaceful life after traveling through time. It was obviously not written in Blue Fox's novel, what about the house fight? What about the palace fight? No matter what kind of fight it is, it wouldn't be as unlucky as she is now.

I’m asking for a house fight! I’m asking for a palace fight!

There was a slight sound behind him, and Chu Ling raised his hand without hesitation.

Whoosh!

A man who came over quietly and wanted to attack fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he didn't understand why Chu Ling had the strength to attack him and the arrows.

Chu Ling stretched out his slender little hand expressionlessly and pinched his neck.

"No matter what you do, you have to leave a little room for yourself.sb!" The habit of being in their career will leave a trump card for yourself even in the end, which is convenient for you whether it is suicide or killing enemies. This habit was obviously preserved by Chu Ling very naturally.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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