Mr. Yang Si and Hua Zhenyu and others immediately stood up.

"Everyone, I've had my last try!"

"Let these bastards taste my big knife!"

"After studying for all these years, I will be considered as my graduation today!"

Everyone guarded the mountain road in a step-by-step manner, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

The first man in black jumped up.

These people are like ghosts, never speak, and at most they will shout from their mouths, and they can't hear people from where they are.

Mr. Yang Si was responsible for guarding the first level. When he saw the man in black coming up, he rushed the purple gold stick in his hand and directly pulled him out.

The man in black screamed and rolled down the cliff.

The second and third rushed up almost at the same time, and they were greeted by the blades of several warriors in the wilderness area.

Four, five, six, seven appeared again, this time it was a bullet.

There are layers of guards that can share everyone's pressure.

A warrior in the wilderness area screamed, and the man in black appeared again yesterday, mixed in between the ordinary black man and took action, killing a warrior in the wilderness area with one knife.

Kill one person, the blade swept like waves, making it impossible for the warriors in the surrounding wilderness areas to resist.

Master Yang Si wanted to turn back to rescue, and a long sword arrived silently.

"The blood nourishment period is coming!"

Master Yang felt the danger and did not dare to neglect it. He waved the purple gold stick to meet the enemy, and fought with this blood-raising period.

One person couldn't resist it, and two warriors from the wilderness area were supporting each other, and three fights and one was barely maintained.

He was restrained by the blood-raising period, and the man in black with a knife instantly knocked down another one.

At this time, the students who were reserve team took action.

Hua Zhenyu and Wang Bang attacked the master one on the left and one on the right.

Yesterday, he was knocked down by Master Yang's three moves, which made Hua Zhenyu very embarrassed. Today he was determined to win back his reputation. When he took action, he opened his mind and took advantage of his condescending geographical advantage and Wang Bang's cooperation, he actually killed the man in black with a knife and could not come up.

Fierce battles broke out on the narrow mountain road. Although the men in black were numerous, they were difficult to unfold for a while and could not form an advantage.

Several students and two wilderness warriors weaved a dense firepower net behind to restrain and cover.

A fierce battle lasted for ten minutes, and the man in black with a knife retreated first.

He became the target of people's focus. When facing Hua Zhenhua and the other two, they had to be careful of the bullets they were fired at all times. The battle was too hard.

As soon as he retreated, the howling rain of bullets hit the sword-holding warrior who was fighting against Mr. Yang Si.

The warrior waved his long sword and forced Master Yang to retreat, and turned around and went down the mountain.

After he left, the stick in Master Yang's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and his muscles trembled uncontrollably.

The wounds treated yesterday were somewhat cracked today and were dripping blood.

The others were not much better, almost everyone was injured.

Master Yang asked in a hoarse voice: "How many people have died?"

"Three people died, two of you, and one of our classmates died in battle."

Hua Zhenyu's voice was a little sad. Another classmate from the bone-forging stage died. These were friends he met when he was very young.

The disappearance of the living life also made him realize the cruelty of the warrior world.

"Then we have only ten people. If we can withstand an attack again, it's probably the limit."

"I wonder how Qin Haohan is doing?" Hua Zhenyu turned his gaze of hope to Qin Haohan.

Mr. Yang waved his hand: "Don't disturb him first, let him practice calmly."

Everyone began to rest and treat urgently, but they still had hope in their hearts, just wait for Qin Haohan to finish his practice.

But Mr. Yang Si did not let go of his heart.

Just now, they fought against that blood-raising period. They fought three against one, and had the firepower support from the back, and the advantage of the territory, they were still at a disadvantage.

The strength of that blood-raising stage is too strong, and Master Yang Si could feel that the opponent in the blood-raising stage did not even use his full strength, and he was probably worried about being injured or something.

If that person had also died like others, they would have been finished long ago.

They hoped that the other party would give him more breathing time, but the men in black could not do what they wanted.

In less than twenty minutes, the man in black made a comeback!

Mr. Yang and his friends had just bandaged it, and some people even had to join the battle again before they had time to bandage it.

Looking at the pale faces of the people behind him, Master Yang said, "This time, I will play the role. You should try to persevere for a while until Qin Haohan finishes his cultivation."

Before the others could say anything, the man in black had already rushed over. Master Yang Si crossed the purple gold stick, and the man turned with the stick and rushed directly to the middle of the man in black.

When the person was in the air, he took out the ring and a silver needle appeared.

The technique is extremely fast, piercing these silver needles into the body and into the head!

But there was no bleeding!

As the silver needle penetrated, Mr. Yang's hair stood up, his eyes turned red, and his muscles bulged. He was holding the stick that felt extremely heavy, but now he became extremely relaxed.

"Babys, I lost my studies because of this. Let's have fun today!

The man jumped up high, and the stick rotated rapidly, forming a purple stick shadow around him.

With a series of dull sounds, four men in black were knocked away by him!

One move made the game shock everyone.

Whether it was the man in black or Hua Zhenyu and the others, they were shocked by the slightest stroke of Master Yang.

"What's going on? I got a few dozen needles into self-abuse, but the person became more and more powerful."

No one knows what's going on.

The war reporters reported the situation here, and only Principal Ma of No. 1 Middle School was thinking.

"It's a pity for Mr. Yang Si to prick the silver needle, overdraw potential."

As an old man in the education industry, he knew that Yang Siye was a real genius, but he was on the fork in the road. Although this method of overdrawing potential can improve his combat effectiveness in a timely manner, there are great consequences.

He heard back then that a student had overdrawn his potential and left sequelae. He failed the college entrance examination and was discouraged and entered the wilderness area. Now it seems that the student is Mr. Yang Si.

*******

After Master Yang overdrawed his potential, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing all his heart, and instantly knocking down more than a dozen people.

After seeing the blood-raising warrior and the sword-holder saw it, they looked at each other and made a decision.

"This person is their soul. As long as he is defeated, the remaining people are not afraid. Let's go together and concentrate their firepower to extinguish him!"

The two men rushed forward, raised their swords and swords at each other, and came to attack Mr. Yang Si.

This is their code. When the ambassador and his assistant attack a person at the same time, it means concentrating firepower.

The other people who were about to charge to the top of the mountain also stopped, and all the attacks were greeted by Master Yang Si.

"Hahahaha! Come on all!"

Master Yang Si was already a little crazy. The purple gold stick wheel was round and swept across the board and knocked two people away.

The sword light flashed, and the sword-holder attacked.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Concentrating his life's strength on a stick, a hard knock without any fancy.

The sword-holder groaned, took off his long sword and spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyed the masked scarlet red, and his body was a little relieved.

This attack almost exhausted Mr. Yang Si's strength. The warrior from the blood-raising stage came to him and slashed it with one sword.

When the purple gold stick landed on the ground, Master Yang roared angrily and rushed forward violently, and actually hugged the warrior's waist.

I tried my best to push this blood-raising period down the cliff!

The warrior in the blood-raising stage was shocked, and he held the long sword in his hand and stabbed his hands down!

"Puff~!"

The long sword penetrated through his chest.

Master Yang was pierced by a sword, and blood foam was spurted out of his mouth, but he still let out a last roar.

"roll!"

His lifelong efforts were concentrated on pushing, and he actually pushed the blood-raising warrior down from the top of the mountain!

A burst of gunfire came and was immediately shot several times.

He was completely out of strength and was about to roll down the cliff, but suddenly someone behind him grabbed him tightly.

"Cover me!"
To be continued...