Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 891

The rain is getting heavier.

"If you are stubborn, then I will help you," Ying Xueji's patience was exhausted, she was thinking about Han's family, so she didn't kill Han Wu.

But now she has nothing to hesitate.

As soon as the words fell, she waved her arm against the torrential rain, "Swipe, brush—" The three ice jade blades flew from her hand in the direction of Han Wu.

The center of the eyebrows, the eyes, and the parts that the three ice jade blades are aiming at all contain murderous intent.

This was not over yet, two more ice jade blades flew out, this time aiming at Han Wu's wrists and knees.

And Han Wu moved quickly, dodging the two ice jade blades and at the same time caught the three ice jade blades with his bare hands, turned around, exerted strength, and returned the three ice jade blades in place with a set of movements, but his legs and knees Insert the remaining two ice jade blades.

He endured the pain and pulled it out, then returned the two ice jade blades.

Ying Xueji caught all the ice jade blades effortlessly, and crushed them all with a sneer while holding them together.

"Come on!" Han Wu's knees were so painful that it became difficult to stand up.

Kong Lanyun threw out the long whip from the side, knocking him to the ground in one blow.

Before he could fight back, white umbrellas came one after another.

It seems harmless, but it is actually a sharp weapon that kills without blood.

Han Wu couldn't dodge in time, so he could only raise his hand to resist.

The white umbrella drew a smooth line in the air, and turned back the same way to draw a wound on his face.

Kong Lanyun didn't give him a chance to breathe, so he got up, and the long whip was thrown out again.

No matter how flexible Han Wu's skills are, she can control him, making it difficult for her to move forward.

And Bai Ji will find the right time, launch the white umbrella, and give him a surprise blow.

"Han Wu, you can't beat anyone here?" Ying Xueji gave him a condescending look with a mocking tone.

"If you can't beat it...you have to beat it." Han Wu was knocked to the ground again by the long whip, and the white umbrella looked across his neck. The corners of his mouth were bleeding profusely, his eyes were scarlet, but he stared at him intently. They refuse to show weakness.

"It seems that you are determined to save her, so you can only go one step ahead." Bai Ji said in a flat tone. After speaking, there was a "hiss—" and the white umbrella cloth was torn from the middle. The sharp umbrella ribs are revealed.

Bai Ji approached step by step with a cold umbrella, and his calm pupils heralded Han Wu's death.

However, when all eighteen umbrella bones were inserted into Han Wu's body, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

Han Wu opened his mouth full of blood, his eyes were aggressive and dark, and his laughter was crazy.

"Hahahahaha..."

Bai Ji's pupils trembled, and she wanted to pull back the umbrella bone, but found that she couldn't pull it back no matter what. There was a sharp pain in her heart, and a hot stream flowed out from the corner of her mouth. She lowered her head in disbelief, and saw an umbrella bone pierced into her heart.

"You..." Bai Ji looked at him in disbelief, willing to risk his life to defeat her.

Han Wu leaned forward suddenly, and the eighteen ribs in his body sank another inch, and likewise, the rib that pierced Baiji's heart also sank an inch.

"Aren't you afraid of death—!" Bai Ji became mad for a moment, roared angrily, and stared at Han Wu with blank eyes.

Han Wu didn't care about it, his eyes were completely red, he stood up suddenly and grabbed Bai Ji with an astonishing speed, wanting to die with her,

Bai Ji vomited blood from his mouth, and the blood from his heart stained his clothes and spread around.

Han Wu had blood in his mouth, and laughed so hard.

He quickly ran up, and the pusher Bai Ji retreated.

This scene couldn't help but remind Yan Shu of the time on the Red Street, Han Wu is the same as now, he will not hesitate to die with others in order to win.

At the critical moment, Ying Xueji rushed forward to separate the two.

Han Wu still had eighteen umbrella ribs stuck in his body, his eyes were empty, and his body was floating like duckweed standing in the rain.

(End of this chapter)