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As soon as the words fell, Zi Rong flew to catch up, and the long sword slammed towards Qin Li.

Qin Li was terrified, and was about to wave his sword to resist, but suddenly found that his body was numb, and he couldn't even lift his arms. He couldn't help being shocked. Obviously, Zi Rong's sword seemed to be closed, but it actually sealed his blood between the lightning and the fire.

His movements were too subtle and too ingenious, not to mention bystanders, even the person in the game didn't notice him.

This is bad! Qin Li cried out in despair.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the sound of a sword that was horizontally slapped Qin Li's face. The body that had been flying backwards slammed, and then flew out weirdly horizontally, hitting Yuan Tianbo like a gravel. .

"Oh!" Yuan Tianbo, who was stunned, was completely defenseless, his head was smashed, and he fell to the ground, and two bloody front teeth were sprayed out.

Qin Li had him as a meat pad, but he was not seriously injured, but he was dizzy from the sword, opened his mouth, and spat out a few bloody molars.

"Sure enough, it won't hurt you, let's take our sword again!" Before Yuan Tianbo could react, Zi Rong shouted again.

Chao Huayue gave a wink, and the two teamed up again to strike a sword.

"Crack!" Qin Li was shot flying out again. Unfortunately, the direction that he flew out happened to be Yuan Tianbo again.

Yuan Tianbo just got up, and before he could stand still, he was smashed to the ground again.

"Good skill, pick me up again!" Before he could stand up completely, he heard Zi Zong shouting again.

So, tragedy strikes again!

Mu Nan was stunned as he looked at Qin Li, who was floating helplessly like a leftover leaf in the wind, and then at Yuan Tianbo, who was "accidentally" smashed to the ground again and again, dumbfounded.

"Are you blind? You won't let it go." Yuan Tianbo couldn't take it any longer, with a big bag like a unicorn on his forehead, staring at a panda eye and yelling.

"I...I...don't want to either." Qin Li stumbled back and forth, his face was slapped into meat buns, and he said with a sad face.

As an eighth-level swordsman, his blood was silently sealed by a swordsman of the same level, and he was embarrassed to say such things.

"No, you are an eighth-order swordsman. Even if you can't beat them, can you still avoid me?" Qin Li didn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, Yuan Tianbo was full of evil fire, and he couldn't hold it back: It should be known that the physical response and coordination ability of an eighth-order swordsman has already exceeded the limit of ordinary people. Even in a crisis, it should not be difficult to avoid him.

"Qin Huwei, thanks to your being the head of the Yuan Mansion's guards, you don't have to say that you will give up your life as a savior. It is too unreasonable to use your young master as a meat pad in a critical moment." Zi Rong said with a look of contempt.

"You...you..." Qin Li pointed at his impassioned, righteous and dignified face, and almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

He could see that these two guys were fighting against him clearly, but secretly they were clearly trying to clean up Yuan Tianbo.

But now he is suffering, and even if he tells the truth, no one will believe it.

Mu Hanyan saw it with relish, one word, cool!

I knew these two guys wouldn't be so kind.

Well, forget it, the money will not be deducted next month, Mu Dawanqin thought very kindly.