Zhang Lu cried out in pain when his shoulder was injured, and his left hand lost strength and dropped the scabbard in his hand to the ground.

The Hanazoo Gate members seized the opportunity and greeted Zhang Lu's left like raindrops.

Although Zhang Lu calmed down his mind, he could not block all the sticks. Several sticks hit his body, making him grin. Fortunately, he had the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Great Transfer of the Universe to protect his body, at most

In other words, if you suffer some skin trauma, you will definitely not hurt your muscles and bones.

To be honest, if he wants to leave at this moment, no one can stop him with his own internal strength and light skills.

But Zhang Lu knew that he could not retreat at all at this moment. There were still many abducted people waiting for him to save him. There was also the beautiful woman looking for her son. If he retreated at this moment, these people would not know what would happen to these people.

If he is treated inhumanly, he will always live in self-blame.

Zhang Lu gritted his teeth, rolled around and avoided a few sticks, which could be considered as a little distance from the dog-beating formation.

Zhao Yu did not order a strong attack. If Zhang Lu caught the flaw in the formation, they would have come back at a considerable price.

Zhao Yu was in the formation and said with a smile: "What can the Jinyiwei be able to do? I'm still slaughtered by my Huazimen today? I advise you to put down your knife as soon as possible. Maybe I can still be kind enough to keep your entire body."

The pain on his shoulder seemed to arouse Zhang Lu's ferocity. He spat lightly and said, "I really don't know what you ancient people thought. Anyway, they are all dead. If you have dark eyes, you will be done. Can you keep it?

What's the point of leaving the whole body? Just let the horse come over today, I can't be too old and die."

Zhang Lu said, pulling off a piece of cloth from his robe and tied the embroidered spring knife tightly to his hand.

Zhao Yu also sneered, "It's stubborn! Close the door and beat the dog!"

As soon as Zhao Yu said this, someone immediately closed the door of Hanako Gate tightly.

Zhang Lu stood up, rushed towards the Hanazoo Sect with a knife. He shouted while yelling: "You are a dog! Your whole family is a dog!"

Today, Zhang Lu didn't think he could get out of here. Since that's the case, he thought of letting go of his hands and feet, what if he couldn't stop all the sticks? We have magical skills to protect our body.

It is worth it to exchange pain for injuries.

At this moment, Zhang Lu was like a tiger, and his moves became wide open and closed. Facing the sticks, he had no intention of blocking them. He let the sticks hit his body, and then he used a knife to hit a person with one knife.

Shoulder.

He kept stabbing and injured two people one after another.

At this moment, these sticks acted on Zhang Lu, and they were just a slowdown in chopping people.

Zhao Yu also knew that this was not a solution. He smiled brightly and knocked Zhang Lu on his shoulder again while he was unprepared.

The piercing pain almost made Zhang Lu faint, but he still shouted angrily and did not fall down with his strong willpower. Instead, he left the battle circle on the spot.

His shoulder was severely injured twice, and a lot of blood was flowing, which made Zhang Lu's steps slightly sluggish, and his hand holding the knife trembled unconsciously.

Zhao Yu laughed wildly and ordered to the Huazimen Gangs around him: "What are you waiting for? This kid is at the end of his strength. Let's go together! Kill him!"

But thinking about Zhang Lu's sharp sword skills and his bronze and iron-like body, no one in the Huazimen Gang dared to step forward. After all, they are just gangsters in the world. It's okay to bully the common people, but if they really meet a strong person, they really need to meet a strong person.

Of course, they are reluctant to fight to the death. To put it bluntly, they are typical bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Seeing that no one came forward, Zhao Yu said again: "My words just now are still valid! Who can kill this kid, reward ten taels of silver!"

Now Zhang Lu is the Jinyiwei small banner, and his monthly salary is less than five taels of silver. Ordinary workers in Yingtian Mansion only have one taels of two per month. Huazimen and other gangs make more money by extortion and bullying the market on weekdays, so they have to earn more money.

, but they couldn't resist all their food, drinks, gambling, and ten taels of silver were enough for them to spend a while.

The so-called wine boosts cowards and wealth moves people's hearts. In the end, some people cannot withstand the temptation of ten taels of silver and tentatively swing a stick at Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu panted and raised his sword to greet him, and the stick broke in response. However, Zhang Lu's sword was at the end of his strength, and his sword could not hurt anyone.

Seeing this, everyone present bravely attacked Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu held back part of it, but more sticks greeted him.

He lost too much blood and could not support his body protection skills. The true qi sometimes does not exist between the meridians. It really hurts when this stick hits him.

Zhang Lu roared, like a trapped beast. He had no sword skills at this moment. He just waved the Xiuchun Sword hard, but his sword could not hurt anyone.

Zhao Yu smiled grimly and hit Zhang Lu's face. The force was quite strong, which made Zhang Lu flip 360 degrees in the air.

Zhang Lu looked at the meat tickets full of expectations in the air and sighed weakly. I had already fought to this point and felt a clear conscience. It was a pity that I could not rescue these people. The blow just now made me really beat my face.

It hurts so much!

Zhang Lu landed on the ground, but he did not stand. He leaned on the ground with a knife and wanted to get up to resist the final resistance, but his attempts several times ended in failure.

Zhao Yu smiled arrogantly and said, "You kid are crazy! Let's go crazy? Now you kowtow to me and call me grandpa three times, and I will let you die more happily!"

Zhang Lu looked up, although he was breathing heavily, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes.

Looking at this look, Zhao Yu felt angry. He cursed angrily, "Damn it, it's still a tough guy. Die!" As he said that, Zhao Yu kicked Zhang Lu on the shoulder and kicked him to the ground

.

Zhao Yu grabbed the stick in his hand and was only ready to give Zhang Lu a last blow.

But Zhang Lu closed his eyes and was traveling through time. Maybe he could return to the world before after dying here, or maybe he was dreaming now, maybe he could wake up in a while.

Zhang Lu seemed to have accepted his fate and was just waiting for Zhao Yu to give him a last blow.

But he did not wait for Zhao Yu's stick, but waited for a voice, "Move again, die!"

This voice seemed to be mixed with some internal force, which really shocked Zhao Yu so much that he didn't dare to move. He had been struggling in the world for so many years, so he naturally knew the goods. He knew that the speaker was a peerless master.

Zhao Yu couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and the sweat beads on his temples also flowed down. Not to mention moving at this moment, he didn't even have the courage to look back.

This voice was very familiar to Zhang Lu, and it was his master Luo Kedi.

Zhang Lu opened his eyes and focused for a long time before he could see Luo Kedi standing on the roof.
Chapter completed!