Chapter 1569： At least we are still alive now

As soon as the voice fell, He Zizhen flipped his wrist and put the dagger on his neck.

"He Erye!"

When Bai Rentu saw Gu Jing Bubo’s face, a trace of panic flashed on his face, and he yelled anxiously at He Zizhen. He wanted to reach out and grab He Zizhen’s arm, but the sharp blades around him slashed like rain, pressing him again and again. Blocking, can't make a move at all.

The face of Shen Shui Yuan also changed abruptly, and he wanted to reach out to stop him, but like Bai Ren Tu, he was also tired of dealing with the cutting blades around him, unable to pull away from He Zizhen's dagger.

Lin Yu turned around and glanced, seeing this scene was even more shocked, and said anxiously, "Uncle He!"

"Jia Rong, just beg you as Uncle He, you go! Otherwise, I will die right in front of you!"

He Zizhen shouted at Lin Yu again, his face dreadful but determined, and said that he pressed the dagger in his hand against his neck, because it was too hard, the blade had cut through his skin and leaked out. There was a trace of blood.

He was determined to force Lin Yu away. If he didn't want to use his last bit of strength to drag Lin Yu to the enemy in front of him, he would have stabled directly into his neck long ago, completely cutting off Lin Yu's inner bondage!

"Uncle He, no! Never!"

Lin Yu saw the blood oozing from the dagger in He Zizhen's hand, his heart trembled suddenly, his face was terrified, the eyes in his two scarlet eyes seemed to burst out of fire, and the blade in his hand danced more rapidly, pressing on the crowd. The man in black couldn't stand it.

Moreover, the roar of Lin Yu's desperation was extremely loud, and the inner breath was added unconsciously, and the hearts of the black-clothed people around the tremor also trembled, and a sense of fear grew spontaneously. The speed of attacking Lin Yu also slowed down.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Yu quickly slapped his right foot, and rushed to He Zizhen with a twitch. At the same time, the dagger in He Zizhen's hand was picked up by lightning, and he directly flew the dagger in He Zizhen's hand!

Seeing that He Zizhen had no other weapons on his body, Lin Yu took a sigh of relief. With his back, he formed a triangle with Hundred People Tu and Sanshui Ape, protecting He Zizhen in the middle.

He Zizhen couldn't help sighing when he saw this, and said helplessly to Lin Yu, "Jia Rong, you...you are harming Uncle He, even if I get to hell, I...I'm afraid I will feel uneasy!"

"Uncle He, let's talk about death when we die, aren't we still alive now!"

Lin Yu straightened his chest and said loudly, the blade in his hand flew, and two more enemies were quickly resolved, but the dagger in his hand also broke into two with a "clam".

The people in black around them looked overjoyed when they saw it, and took advantage of this opportunity to rush forward and stab Lin Yu's torso fiercely with the blade in their hands.

Lin Yu didn't have any evasion, his chest straightened forward, and Shengsheng used his body to carry down the several blades that struck him. At the same time, his arms squeezed up and down to the middle, violently clamping the arms holding the knife. Then one of his arms pressed down and the other raised, and an instant "click" sounded, and several arms holding the knife suddenly deformed and bent at weird angles.

"what!"

A crowd of people in black suddenly wailed.

Lin Yu quickly swept his right hand, and immediately snatched the short knives in the hands of the men in black. Then he threw them to Bai Ren Tu and Shen Shui Ape, the rest was inserted in his waist, and he was done desperately. Preparation for battle.

However, no matter how good Lin Yu's physical fitness is, he is not an iron fighter after all. After such a long time of consumption, his speed has gradually slowed down. At the same time, his arms and hands have begun to become more thin. The scarlet blood had already dyed his clothes through his wounds, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy.

He Zizhen saw Lin Yu, who was getting tired, and his heart was cut like a knife. He sighed and shook his head. Then he gritted his teeth and took out a short knife from Lin Yu's waist and squeezed it between Lin Yu and Bairen Tu. Joined the battle.

He knew that Lin Yu was stubborn, and he couldn't persuade him, so he could only use the last bit of strength to fight with him!

Lin Yu turned his head and glanced at He Zizhen, trying to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

Because he discovered that when he found that death was right in front of him, it was unnecessary to say anything!

"President Tuosha, they can't hold it anymore!"

The moustache standing next to Tuo Sha raised his head and glanced at the crowd. Seeing his subordinates becoming more and more aggressive, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a smug smile.

Obviously, He Jiarong and the group could no longer hold it.

While speaking, he glanced curiously at the dense forest, and seemed very curious why the companion he had just rushed out hadn't returned yet.

A smile appeared in Tuosha's eyes, and he said faintly, "Thanks to you this time, it seems that He Zizhen's move is really the right move. He Jiarong was willing to come and die for He Zizhen, and, in order to protect him. He Zizhen, he didn't even run away or stand up to fight with me, which shows that He Zizhen is in his heart!"

He knew that He Zizhen was very important to Lin Yu, but he didn't know that He Zizhen was so important to Lin Yu, so important that he would not even kill Lin Yu!

As he said that, he sighed slightly and said with profound emotion, "The people of Yanxia value affection, but it's a pity... they don't know, affection is actually worthless..."

"This time is really killing two birds with one stone. Although He Zizhen poses little threat to us for the time being, he is also one of our confidant enemies!"

Xiao Hu squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "This time we can lift their heads back, our leader will definitely be able to deal with it!"

As he said, he bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Of course, President Takusha should be the top leader this time. After I return to China, I will follow up and report truthfully, and I will definitely reward you greatly..."

The head he was talking about, naturally, was not referring to the Sword Master League, but the official organization on the Sword Master League.

"No need!"

Takusha waved his hand at the mustache, and said faintly, "I Takusha still disdains your gift from the East, you can make your boss remember to owe me a favor..."

When he said this, he gave a sudden stop, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he shot his eyes sharply. He glanced around coldly, and said in a deep voice, "What sound?!"