Wang Yu and Gan Guoliang fought and took a step back. They felt their tiger's mouth numb and a little painful. They thought to themselves that this guy was not weak. Gan Guoliang was also not feeling well, so he also took a step back, and the tiger's mouth was slightly painful. He looked at Wang Yu with disbelief.

Wang Yu stopped talking nonsense, swung his sword again, and rushed towards Gan Guoliang. Gan Guoliang snorted coldly, strode forward, and fought with Wang Yu.

At this time, some other knife hands had already rushed to Ye Chuan and others, and without saying a word, he lifted the knife and chopped it.

Ye Chuan took the lead and rushed into the crowd. He slashed his sword with one knife. Ye Chuan slammed his arm down halfway. Only then did he realize that the knife hands in front of him were all the elites. He immediately raised his twelve-point spirit, met with bald Zuonan, and responded carefully.

It seemed that in order to meet the situation, it rained in the sky that had been dull all day long. The cold autumn rain fell in everyone's eyes, the vision became blurred, and the battle became even more difficult.

At this time, the bald man accidentally revealed a flaw. Seeing this, one of the knife hands seized the opportunity and slashed the bald man's sky spirit cover. The bald man couldn't see clearly in front of him, and he felt his scalp numbness and a chill came. He instinctively turned his head and dodged.

"Puff———!" The knife slashed the bald man's shoulder hard. The bald man in the severe pain shouted loudly, jumped up, and slashed Huashan from top to bottom towards the knife hand. Seeing that the knife hand was extremely fierce, it was too late to retreat, so he hurriedly gathered to parry.

The sword hand has experienced many battles and is very experienced. Instead of stepping forward, he raised the knife at an inclined angle, which makes it easier to remove the bald man's force.

Sure enough, after the bald man slashed the knife, the center of gravity was unstable and he half knelt on the ground. The other swordsmen were about to rush forward, but Zuo Nan blocked the way, but he had no choice but to turn the finger to Zuo Nan.

Zuo Nan was so skilled that he suddenly became so many people. He was a little panicked and accidentally got a knife in his arm. His flesh was turned out and his blood flowed out. He had lost half of his combat power.

Seeing that Zuo Nan was not optimistic, Ye Chuan exerted force suddenly and kicked the knife hand on the left, then held the knife in both hands and stabbed towards the chest of the knife hand on the right. Seeing this, the knife hand suddenly slashed with a diagonal slash, trying to force Ye Chuan back.

But Ye Chuan took into account Zuo Nan's position and did not hide. He was stabbed with his shoulder. Fortunately, the opponent rushed out the knife and did not have much force. Just as Ye Chuan was stabbed in the shoulder, his hands suddenly stabbed forward. Because he had just been stabbed in his shoulder, the direction slipped down. Instead, he stabbed his hand directly into his stomach. As soon as the tip of the knife was poked out from behind the knife hand, Ye Chuan suddenly pulled out the knife, kicked the knife hand, and rushed towards Zuo Nan.

The bald man had already stood up at this time, cursed, and then gritted his teeth and joined the battle group.

In the storm, Wang Yu met an opponent he had never seen before. It seemed that every attack he had, the opponent could easily resolve. He could not hurt the opponent no matter what. Gan Guoliang on the other side also had the same idea. No matter how he attacked, Wang Yu could always dodge perfectly in seemingly dangerous situations. For a moment, the two were in a stalemate.

Wang Yu wiped the rain on his face and glanced at the condition of Ye Chuan and others. Fortunately, the scene had gradually stabilized. The attack of the knife hand gradually became a little overwhelmed. And several people had already fallen into the rain, and now the two sides had tied.

Gan Guoliang also noticed the battle situation on Ye Chuan and began to become anxious. Although Jian Meihua said that this time was just a test, he did not think so. If Ye Chuan could be solved this time, it would save a lot of trouble. So he mobilized several of his best men to ambush Ye Chuan this time. However, he was still careless.

Seeing that Ye Chuan and others became more and more courageous, Wang Yu was in a higher mood, and howled and rushed towards Gan Guoliang. He knew that he and Gan Guoliang were comparable to each other, and no matter how they fought, they would have no results in a short period of time.

Therefore, Wang Yu was going to use his desperate fighting style. No matter what, he would solve Gan Guoliang first.

Similarly, Gan Guoliang had the same idea. Once he solved Wang Yu himself and went to support his brothers who attacked Ye Chuan, he would have an absolute advantage.

So, a tragic scene happened.

In the heavy rain, Wang Yu ran wildly towards Gan Guoliang, and Gan Guoliang ran wildly towards Wang Yu.

Then, both sides waved their swords. Wang Yu did not dodge and was stabbed straight by Gan Guoliang. Then, before Gan Guoliang could react, he slashed Gan Guoliang with one hand.

Gan Guoliang took a step back, stood firm and slashed the second sword at Wang Yu's head. While Gan Guo showed it, Wang Yu also slashed Gan Guoliang's head.

"Puff———!Puff————!

The two of them were hit by the sword at the same time, but no one stepped back to dodge. They continued to roar, neither dodge nor dodge, and desperately greeted each other's body. The battle now is no longer the level of skills, but willpower. Whoever has poor willpower will fall first.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them slashed four or five times. Each time they slashed, accompanied by a roar, scream, and a sprinkled blood. The two of them now turned into blood gourds, and their bodies were stained with red blood. Because of the knife in the sky spirit cover, and it was raining, the blood mixed with rain had been left in the eyes of the two. Under the severe pain, both of them closed their eyes tightly and relied on the sound to distinguish the other person's position. The knife in their hands was chaotic.

In the bloody red, Gan Guoliang and Wang Yu were exhausted. The hand that waved the machete became a little weak. But neither of them wanted to stop. Although the battle had turned into a turn-based approach: give me a knife, I give you a knife.

Ye Chuan had already noticed the battle situation on Wang Yu's side, and thought to himself that if he continued to fight like this, Wang Yu would have to die. He no longer had a fight and rushed towards Wang Yu's side with all his might.

Gan Guoliang shook his brain that was about to explode and swung another knife in the direction of Wang Yu's panting. This knife hit Wang Yu's left arm. Wang Yu let out a muffled sound. Instinctively swung a knife in the direction of Gan Guoliang's swing. This knife hit Gan Guoliang's chest.

Gan Guoliang took two steps back and stood firm. He felt the chill in his chest and his physical strength being rapidly lost.

No! You must deal with this guy before you fall down! Gan Guoliang was already a little crazy at this time. He forced himself to open his eyes. In front of him was a figure who was shaking and unable to stand firmly. Just one look, Gan Guoliang closed his eyes again. It hurt so much.

After closing his eyes, based on the memory of the moment, Gan Guoliang roared and waved the knife in his hand horizontally. The blade was covered with cold light and swept straight towards Wang Yu's throat. If this knife was hit, then Wang Yu would undoubtedly die.
Chapter completed!