Xiaotao kept her hands and didn't kill her. In this environment where she didn't know where she was, even if she was not illegal to kill someone, she didn't want to dirty her hands, which only added to the burden on her heart!

"Fuck! Xi Yu, did No. 50 kill No. 23? Where did she come out? Did you see her leg? How could it be raised so high?

Is she a leg? It is clearly a weapon for murder? This woman... is too cruel!" Yao Wenyuan asked in a daze, knowingly, and his eyes were not far from the slavery arena, but excitedly used a fan to keep knocking on Xi Yu's shoulders.

"I saw it, I'm not Muyu, why are you knocking me?" Xi Yu joked, and he was also very surprised. Maybe there was something wrong?

Not only them, but the whole audience was in an uproar. No. 50 was so timid and timid, and even fainted by being scared. Why did he kick the strong No. 23 down in a few seconds?

The unexpected situation on Xiaotao was obviously beyond the imagination of the other three people on the field. They stopped and stepped back. With obvious defense and caution, they stared at her.

No one expected that such an unexpected dark horse would emerge halfway through. The three of them seemed to be thinking about her combat effectiveness and how to maximize her own interests.

Xiaotao smiled awkwardly and politely. Is it a bit too early for me to be exposed? Can I continue to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? If the three of them join forces to deal with him, wouldn’t they have to get a lunch box again?

"That...Brother, the little girl is not talented, but when I saw them joining together to deal with the big brother, I was really angry. I am willing to help my brother with my help. What should I do to solve them first?" Xiao Tao quickly took the lead and hugged her thighs and said softly to the strong man No. 9.

No matter how ugly he is? Isn’t it the most important thing to live? Who would die if he could live?

The man No. 9 was stunned. He didn't expect that she would take the initiative to form an alliance with him. Instead, he guessed her intention. Two-to-two is better than three-to-one! After solving those two kids, it would be easy to deal with this little girl!

"Okay, let's deal with these two annoying ones first!" No. 9's generous laughter was somewhat inconsistent with his height.

Xiaotao picked up an iron halberd from the ground. It was too heavy and could not handle it, so he threw it on the ground again.

I picked up another dagger, which was too small to fit.

Amid the increasing impatience of the noble men outside the field, Xiaotao picked up a few things and finally fiddled with a long stick with satisfaction. This one can attack from far away and defend from near, but it cannot be like a sword, and it will be fatal all at once.

No. 37 and No. 6 really couldn't understand Xiao Tao's reality and did not act rashly. Instead, she and No. 9 made a move. When the two exchanged their eyes, they fought with No. 9 again.

The situation on the battlefield is actually very subtle. Originally, when No. 6 and No. 37 were fighting No. 9 together, they were still very balanced and stalemate, but after Xiao Tao, who was obviously not the same routine as the ancient martial arts, the situation became uncontrollable.

The strangest thing is that No. 9 actually started to fall into a disadvantage, and became a feeling of being unable to exert his hands and feet. No. 9 was so anxious that he had to issue an expulsion order to Chuntao: "Don't worry, get away, you're blocking me!"

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"Wow!"

"That's a shaking tiger? He died like that. What's the origin of No. 37? Why is it so powerful?"

"So No. 37 has been retaining its strength!"

"Oh! It's so miserable. The betting has stopped. It's too late to change to No. 37!"

The gamblers patted their thighs one after another, it was too late to regret!

But Xi Yu and No. 37 knew in their hearts that it was not that No. 37 retained their strength or suddenly improved their swordsmanship, but that when the woman of No. 50 was added to the battle, it disrupted the original favorable situation of No. 9 and disrupted his rhythmic attack, which led to even if she retreated, she did not regain her feelings for a while, and she ended up with death on the spot.

When a master fights, sometimes it is at that moment between success and failure!

"Brother Xi, do you understand? No. 9... why did No. 9 lose? I just heard the insider of their gambling game discuss that No. 9 is the winner whom they are unanimously optimistic about in-determination today. Even the powerful and powerful above agreed to find a special amnesty order and let No. 9 use it for him! Why did he die?" Yao Wenyuan frowned and couldn't figure it out, muttering in a mess.

Xi Yu leaned forward, crossed his hands and fingers, put them beside his mouth, pressing down his beating wildly, and muttered to himself, "This bet is enough to be recorded..." It seems that the bet cannot be recorded in history!

"As you said, it's really full of unknowns! If the failure of No. 23 is a temporary accident, then what is the death of No. 9?"

"What's that?" Yao Wenyuan also bent down and asked curiously beside him.

Xi Yu glanced at him and returned to his usual unruly and indulgent appearance. He whispered to the corner of his mouth and joked: "Luck!"

"Tsk!" Yao Wenyuan didn't believe it? Luck can kill a master in the martial arts world. What a joke?

Xi Yu looked at Xiaotao in the field with a faint look, watching her face as she faced a tense situation, without any timidity and cowardice. The ruthlessness that moved forward was what she yearned for!

She just collaborated with No. 9 on purpose, right?

No. 6 and No. 37 looked at each other panting, and then looked at Xiao Tao, who was like nothing happened.

Even if Xiaotao is unwilling to accept it, he knows that the time for three people to fight together is different from the game he played in the previous life. He will not stop at the right time, but will only fight for life and death. The final result is either you die or I die!

Xiaotao put away his hippie smile before and became extremely serious and cold. He tightened the stick in his hand and made a defensive posture.

Suddenly, No. 6 moved, but instead of killing Xiaotao, he sneaked into No. 37, three meters away.

No. 37 is not a pamper. At this critical moment, how can you not beware of the people around you? Friends who can truly rely on themselves are rare in this world, let alone the relationship between one person and one person?

"It's just right!" No. 37 seemed to have expected him to be like this. He swept a sword flower in his hand and stabbed No. 6's fatal throat. No. 6 hurriedly dodged and bullied himself up. The dagger attacked No. 37's heart, one inch shorter and one inch faster. No. 37's foot was staggered and he could barely avoid the fatal blow at the cost of breaking the clothes on his chest.

The sword was retracted and slashed back towards No. 6. No. 6 turned over and jumped, and the back became cold. The blood in the clothes was broken and the blood flowed out along the wound.

The two of them staggered each other again and were on guard against each other.

It seemed like a tacit understanding was enough, and they attacked Xiaotao together.

"I'll go!" Xiao Tao screamed in surprise and quickly retreated with his feet. The long stick in his hand was close to No. 37, which was close to the tip of the sword. He just swayed for a moment. When he retreated a little and pulled towards No. 6 horizontally.

Under pressure, No. 6, who was moving forward quickly, could only dodge the attack with a short body. No. 37 took the opportunity to bully him and stabbed him directly at Xiaotao's vital point.

Xiaotao was also nervous! This is a fatal way of playing! Not to mention the fact that he had been entangled in his sickbed for several years, even in his heyday in his previous life, facing two masters alone may not necessarily gain a advantage!

He was quite busy blocking his offensive, delaying the battle situation, and thinking quickly about his way!

Yao Wenyuan held the folding fan in his hands and grabbed Xi Yu's arm tightly, muttering nervously: "Come on! My husband, my happy life in the second half of the year is all on you! The sixth wins, and the one hundred taels turn into two hundred taels; the fifty wins, and the five taels turn into five hundred taels! Oh, the fifty profit is huge! The fifty! You have to win, you must live to the end!"

Xi Yu looked at his wrinkled sleeves that had been grabbed by him, frowned slightly, and comforted him quietly: "Look at your promising prospects! Don't be nervous, the situation on the field has been broken by the No. 50, and there is a probability of three-pointers. Unless you win on the No. 37, you will not lose! Come, drink tea, drink tea, and maintain the demeanor of your Yao family!"

"Oh! Yes!" Yao Wenyuan seemed to have reacted. He said it was extremely reliable, with only three people left, and he occupied two of them. Isn't the winning chance of winning a lot?

I withdrew my hands, which were sweating all over my palms, shook my wrinkled paper folding fan, and put on a look that I thought was romantic and suave. I thought I would win for a while, and when other familiar friends came to congratulate me, how could I show off my emotions and anger without showing my emotions!

Xi Yu slightly raised the corner of his mouth, put down his sleeves without leaving any trace, and secretly stretched the wrinkled position. After the sleeves were slightly flattered, he looked up at the field again.

At this time, Xiao Tao was not covered with bruises and was not much better. The clothes dressed by the woman on her body were thorns and were thorned. Although it was covered with wounds and blood, it still exposed the fair and delicate skin inside. It looked quite embarrassed than the other two men!

‘Damn, these people are really trying to do anything! If they don’t use their unique skills, they seem to be unable to survive anymore?’ Xiaotao reached out and touched the scorching wound on his face. He didn’t know what the body he had traveled through time would look like? If he was disfigured like his usual appearance in his previous life, he would be unable to live!

"Kill her! Come on! Can't you kill a woman with two big men? Why are you so cowardly!" The impatient and excited voice from the field became louder and louder.
Chapter completed!