The killing system in my brain

Chapter 244 Finally Wandering Out
It was too late, but it was too soon. After receiving Li Changkong's sword forcefully, Cui Jianjian suffered another sword wound, but the long sword in his hand still maintained its rhythm, as if he couldn't feel the pain. This made Li Changkong A little surprised.

This guy is really bloody, with so many swords drawn by him, even if he didn't hit the vital point, the blood left by so many injuries is enough to make a person lose most of his combat power. How can he be like Cui Jian with a sword drawn on his body The more mouths there were, the clothes were dyed red, but the two eyes became brighter and brighter, showing no sign of weakening at all.

It can't go on like this!

This Cui Jian's physical stamina is really long and somewhat abnormal. If he is dragged down like this, the consequences may be ugly.

Taking advantage of Li Changkong who was at his peak state, his whole body trembled, his wrist flicked, and the sword groaned like a swimming dragon, and he roared towards Cui Jian.

This sword is strange and fast, although the momentum is not as strong as the "Xun Zhenshi" just now, but the danger in it is not bad at all.

However, Cui Jian's eyes suddenly lit up in response to this, and there was even an illusion that made people feel a little glaring.

He turned his long sword over and made it step by step. He ignored the sword move coming towards his chest, and he used the same long sword in his hand, and passed it forward.

Li Changkong's expression was cold, and he pursed his lips tightly. After using this move with all his strength, the muscles on his calf moved, and a force poured into his feet, and he took half a step obliquely, moving his whole body a few centimeters sideways. .

A sound of flesh piercing resounded, Cui Jian's chest was directly stabbed by Li Changkong, and the long sword in his hand was about to be pierced through.

His expression didn't change at all when he was seriously injured. Cui Jian suddenly retracted half of his arm and came back. Then, with a flick of his wrist, before everyone could react, he threw the sword in his hand directly at Li Changkong's chest.

Caught off guard, Li Changkong was stabbed by the flying sword that almost condensed Cui Jian's power. The huge force easily penetrated his body, and he was not carried away by the huge force until he reached the hilt of the sword.

"Damn!"

The onlookers were stunned by this lightning-like ending. One of them reacted, and after a sudden roar, his figure rushed out, narrowly relying on Li Changkong who was about to collapse on the ground. Li Changkong had already passed out. past.

At this moment, Cui Jian was clutching the fatal wound on his chest, covered in blood, he staggered back a few steps, and finally stood up straight.

Fortunately, Li Changkong didn't hold the long sword and stayed on Cui Jianjian, so that his injury would not worsen.

"Damn it, you damned guy, kill me!"

One of them was obviously a member of the Li family, about 40 years old, stepped out of a hole in place, and came straight to Cui Jian, his hands were like eagle claws, and he was aggressive.

Before he ran in front of Cui Jian, a person appeared in front of him and kicked him out. The two faced each other with fists and feet. The members of the Li family were kicked back a few steps, staring at the figure in front of them angrily.

"Duan Zhiyuan, you have to stop me!"

Duan Zhiyuan looked at Cui Jian who was standing upright beside him, covered in blood.

"Li Ruigang, this is a disciple of my Dragon and Tiger Sect. Think it over before you do it for me. This matter was also laid down by you. We accepted it. Now he has come out. Why, your Li family is so shameless. of?"

Li Ruigang's face turned blue and pale, and finally he snorted heavily, "Let's go!"

After all, two or thirty people followed and walked out, quickly made a stretcher, put the seriously injured Li Changkong on it, and then galloped away.

After seeing Li's people leave, Duan Zhiyuan glared at the group of people next to him, "Why are you still standing there, save me quickly!"

Only then did the members of the Dragon and Tiger Sect react, and quickly agreed, and quickly stepped forward to support Cui Jian who was struggling, and quickly walked up the mountain.

A baby-faced disciple holding Cui Jian's arm looked at Cui Jian in amazement, "How do you feel about yourself now?"

"." Cui Jian silently looked down at the wounds all over his body, especially the long sword stuck in the middle of his chest, which pierced his heart, and said seriously: "If I don't get medical treatment within an hour, I may die. die."

The two Dragon and Tiger Sect disciples didn't dare to delay, the wind was blowing under their feet, and they insisted on going up the halfway up the mountain within 15 minutes, and arrived at a courtyard gate. They glanced at Cui Jian, who was pale and drowsy, and shouted: " Uncle Zhao, hurry up and save this person, this person is dying soon!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether there was a sound inside, he kicked the door open, and carefully carried Cui Jian inside.

"Hey hey hey, that disciple of yours is so ignorant of etiquette!"

Hearing the sound of kicking the door, Martial Uncle Zhao hurried out of the room, shouting aggressively, frowning, and seeing Cui Jian being held up by two disciples, he was taken aback by the injuries on his body. He didn't care too much, and hurriedly greeted, " Hurry up and let him sit down."

Cui Jian, who was helped into the house, couldn't hold on any longer and tilted his head.

The expressions of the two Dragon and Tiger Sect disciples changed drastically, and the baby-faced voice lost its voice: "Uncle Zhao, this guy won't die!!"

Another disciple cried and said: "If he died, my master might beat us both to death. He just glared at us so fiercely. If you don't believe me, ask the brothers and sisters around you."

He pointed to the brothers who followed behind him, and the latter said in unison: "Yes, he is dead."

Martial Uncle Zhao turned a deaf ear and touched Cui Jian all over his body in amazement. The two disciples who were staring nervously asked hurriedly, "Uncle Zhao, is this guy hopeless?"

Uncle Zhao stroked his beard and wiped his mouth.

"This kid is very strange. The sword wounds on his body, the cuts and holes were all closed by the surrounding muscles, but some stabbing swords also hurt the internal organs, and" Master Zhao stared at Cui Jian's chest He frowned deeply, "This long sword hurt a vital point, but I don't know how much it hurt."

One of the Cuntou disciples was stunned, "No way, Master Zhao, you are the only one who has excellent medical skills in our Dragon and Tiger Sect. If you have nothing to do, then this guy is doomed?!"

"Yes, yes!" Babyface nodded again and again, "This is a person who has lost both sides to Li Changkong. If he is brought back to life, our Dragon and Tiger Sect will be proud, right?"

The Cuntou disciple squinted at his baby face, "Where did you put Senior Sister Wu and Senior Brother Ye?"

The baby face turned red, "Of course, don't worry! I definitely don't mean to disrespect them, but they have never compared with Li Changkong. I don't know who is better. This Cui's second son is very good! I think he must You can be famous all over the world, you didn’t read the martial arts gossip magazines, it’s crazy, every day it’s publicized everywhere where he is, and how many people in the Li family have been solved, Cui’s second son who came to the east with a sword, listen, what’s so interesting Poetic name."

(End of this chapter)