"what…"

At this moment, many people in the audience could not help but exclaimed.

Because, on the stage, facing the sharp and knives of Jiuzhilai, the party is not evasive, and directly raises an empty hand to block on his head.

"————?!"

Jiuzhi Laiqi was shocked on the spot, without any hesitation, hastily slowed down the strength.

In the next second, the sharp knife crossed the arm in the square, and in the slight tear of "嗤", the skin of the arm was opened.

The **** light appeared, and the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the Taichung River were wide open, and the warriors of each one were also staggered.

The stinging sensation hit the nerves in the square.

But at this time, Fang Li has suddenly stepped out again and squeezed into the arms of Jiuzhilai.

"You...?!" Jiu Zhilai's rigorous and serious face inevitably emerged with a shock.

However, when the shock appeared on the face of Jiuzhilai, there was an unusually cold touch on his neck.

What is the cold touch? Jiuzhi came to understand the moment.

That is the feeling that the dagger was posted on the neck.

In the square that squeezed into Jiuzhilai’s arms, he put the dagger on his neck and looked at the shocked Jiuzhi, and gradually smiled.

"So even if I win?"

Quiet.

Dead silence.

Everyone looked at the table with the dagger on the throat of Jiuzhilai. For a while, he was completely stunned.

"That... that kid..." The wasteland is also difficult to hide his surprise.

no way.

No one has any thoughts, and the situation is actually like this.

The wanderer who thought that he would be easily defeated, at this moment, was to protect Jiuzhi.

How can this be amazing?

The first thing that came to the reaction was Jiuzhilai.

Looking at Fang Li's close-knit smile, looking at the arm that is still bleeding in the square, Jiuzhi came to rest and calm down, after a silent silence, said one.

"If I were Kabane, just your hand is gone."

Hearing the words, Fang Li blinked and his smile remained unchanged. He only gave such an answer.

"If you are Kabane, your head has just fallen."

One side is losing the arm.

One side is losing his head.

Which side is the real ruin, do you still need to consider it?

"You..." Jiuzhi came to the ground and said, "Do you actually do it at this point?"

"No way, who makes me weaker than you, wants to win weak, and wants to pay a little price, is that unrealistic?" Fang said calmly: "Well, I am not saying, you will Are you merciful?"

This is just a test, not a fight.

Therefore, the sinister eye that can give the opportunity to win in the party can not be used.

However, for the opponent, that is the same reason.

This is not a killing. It is just a test. How can Jiuzhi come to know how to cut off the opponent’s hand and continue?

This is the only way to guarantee winning in the square.

A very dangerous, but not whimsical approach.

So, Jiuzhi came to the habitat.

Upon seeing it, Fang Fang urged: "How? I won, right?"

"...I haven't recognized the failure of my own consciousness." Jiuzhi came to say this, but the look in his eyes was obviously unacceptable.

After all, on the strength of the nine, Zhizhi is still above the square.

However, the battle does not mean that people with strength will win, but the chances of winning will be greater.

If this is really a killing, then the one who has the righteous demon eye will certainly be able to play a bigger advantage when he is familiar with the killing method when he is playing against Kabane.

However, this time the matchup was indeed a victory in Fangli.

“Complete the B-level branch mission and get 3000 exchange points.”

When the system sounded in the mind of the square, Fang Li took a sigh of relief and removed the dagger attached to the neck of Jiuzhilai.

Jiuzhi Laiqi felt that the cold touch in front of his neck disappeared, and the look in the square was no longer as serious as it was at the beginning, but full of fighting spirit.

Then, Jiuzhi Laiqi said: "We will play another game."

Obviously, Jiuzhi Laiqi is planning to avenge revenge.

Moreover, this time I absolutely want to move the real thing, I will not be merciless.

In this regard, Fang Li stunned, some helplessly lifted the hand still bleeding, said: "Now?"

"..." Jiuzhi came to Tibet and didn't know what to say.

When someone else is injured, they still insist on challenging. That is not what the samurai should have.

Of course, Jiuzhi Laiqi does not know that there is a bottle of wound healing agent in the leg bag, which can restore minor injuries.

Fang Lie seduce Kabane in the forest, and after returning, he used the bottle of medicine to recover the injury.

If the drug is taken orally and breathed in one go, it will have a sustained recovery effect. If only a part of the wound is sprinkled on the wound, the injury of the minor degree can also be recovered.

If it weren't for this, Fang Li would not continue to create wounds on his own body without a head.

Jiuzhi Laiqi, who did not know this, only gave up and continued to challenge. Looking at Fang Li, he asked: "What is your name?"

"Fangli, a wanderer." Fang Li answered, while subconsciously reaching out to Jiuzhi.

Jiuzhi came to see the hands of Fang Li, and then looked at Fang Fang’s expression as if he were taken for granted. He said with sigh: "Your courage is really big."

After that, Jiuzhi came to the hand and held it with the hand in the square.

"Hey!"

Under the stage, a burst of applause sounded.

It was a smile on the face of the deserted river.

Under the leadership of the wasteland, the ordinary people also raised their hands and even cheered.

The warriors suddenly look at me, I look at you, and finally only have a reluctant applause.

The loud applause rang over the entire stage.

I have to say that at this moment, the tension that permeates the air is alleviated.

It is not the sense of tension that the samurai created when they were against the party, but the inevitable tension that was born in this era that could not guarantee tomorrow.

In order to vent this tension, SC Fangjia hosted the Fighting Party.

Today, this fighting martial art has clearly achieved the desired effect.

Even far beyond.

Under such an atmosphere, Jiuzhi came to give Fang a sentence.

"When you are hurt, let's fight again."

The square is speechless.

It seems that I am entangled in a person who is incredible.

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