Like a fish with a slippery body, Ming Qi successfully burrowed into the hollow area where he exerted his power ---- his arms. Then he untied the soft sword in his hand, and used those sharp blades steadily and ruthlessly, leaving him a circle of wounds.

The bloody breath sprayed on Ming Qi's face, and the fight with this fat assassin made him feel so comfortable for the first time in so long,

Because he finally smelled the man, the blood. He gasped slightly, letting this comfortable feeling slowly soak the flesh and blood on his body, and use it to raise the courage in his chest that was once too sloppy.

But something strange happened immediately, the fat assassin's wrist was almost hurting the tendon, the blood quickly scabbed, and the fresh wound turned into an old blood scab almost instantly.

The fat assassin's mouth, which was wide open and wailing in pain, gradually closed to comfort and quiet, and then, slowly, he raised his eyes to look at Ming Qi, and a hearty smile piled up on his fat face.

Ming Qi could feel that in that smile, there was a huge power coming at him, and the new summary of the power of the butterfly flying fire was that they never existed in the normal moves, but bloomed in every incredible place, just like his name, it seemed to be some kind of graceful dance.

Ming Qi was pushed by some kind of strangeness brought out by the fat assassin's smile, and the huge force pushed the whole person, rising from the ground, directly into the opposite wall. And the good cultivator behind the fat assassin also shared another part of his strength, flying towards the other wall.

When Zen Shu collided with the wall behind him, what attracted him more than the sound of the impact was the slight clicking sound that resembled a mechanism being triggered. Then, immediately after, from the roof of this room, a huge rotation began to appear downward, the compass, but this compass was slowly thrown down in an erected posture, at the edge of it and on all the supporting nodes, there were sharp blades, everything, really as Ming Qi said, the Nine Emperors did not bother less in this room, and their brothers seemed to be very good at doing this, and the previous East Palace was also full of organs.

Suddenly, when this compass is added, the space in the room suddenly becomes narrow, and people cannot stand in a motionless position. Because the blades on those compasses that were spinning rapidly would cut everyone within the range of his blades into a thousand swords.

Now Ming Qi is really grateful, this fat man's obesity is as thick as a mountain, so he acted, and the indescribable procrastination was able to let him get out of the wall he had hit with a sigh of relief, and then rubbed his sore arm to dodge the row of blades that the compass was turning in circles.

Zenshu also moved to the position where he was walking, and then did the same as him, dodging the compass. The place where the fat man was standing was like a unique control mechanism that suppressed the flying compass, and there were flying cloud compasses on all sides, but there was no flying blade on the side where he was standing. And then they, at the same time, found an opportunity.

With the slightest change in the fat assassin's standing position, the compass would turn into a huge spell for the fat man.

The Nine Emperor Princes probably couldn't have imagined that the secret weapon he had laid out early would do a bad favor?

Ming Qi gritted his teeth and leaned towards the core of the compass as far as he could in the face of the sharp wind from the whirring and turning of the flying compass, so that he would become far away from the fat assassin, and the fat assassin could only change directions in order to hurt him, so that the balance that had been in his favor before would be broken.

Sure enough, accustomed to fearlessness still continuing in the fat assassin's body, he didn't have it at all, because the great danger posed by the flying compass delayed his attack on Ming Qi.

Maintaining his previous speed, which was perhaps his fastest speed, he was approaching the compass, as if he didn't understand how much damage the blades that were spinning up and down Zhou's body would cause him, and he kept leaning over like that. Then turn around and go in the same direction as Mingqi, parallel to the surface of the compass like Mingqi.

Shanxiu looked at Ming Qi with some concern.

Through the constantly whizzing and rotating flying knife compass, Ming Qi could also read the meaning in his eyes, and he was worried that if the weird, internal force accumulated in this fat man's body, even this kind of flying knife compass that ordinary people would chop people into meat once they got together, they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Ming Qi made one, then there was no way to signal, and then his head was almost, already about to touch the edge of the flying blade, and then in the next moment, he could be swept into the flying blade in the only minute time left, he knew that such a force had to be mastered, otherwise it would hit too hard, and it would be bounced back to the flying compass by the wall, but it would be miserable.

The good cultivator on the opposite side is also doing the same thing.

Thankfully, they managed it seamlessly. They all used extreme speed to just jump away from their bodies, and there was no follow-up impact.

The fat assassins should have made up their minds, they didn't dare to really hit the compass, so they followed Ming Qi closely without looking. Apparently he was annoyed at the hurt he had just done.

Then the pad of flesh that stood in front of him moved away, and he realized that he had faced the compass.

In the breathless air of everyone, the sharp blade, the sound of breaking the flesh and blood, one after another, continuously, but not ordinary, the contact between the blade and the flesh and blood, the inside is distinct, as if hidden, some kind of hard metal, it is the sound of the flesh and blood metal and flesh fiercely, stirring together.

Ming Qi and Shanxiu stared blankly at everything in front of them. It was a more tragic sight than any other war. Almost in the blink of an eye, the fattest fat man was cut into a pair of bones.

The power of the Flying Blade Compass was three times greater than they had imagined.

"We need to get out of here. Ming Qi shouted, because the noise of the flying blade compass was indeed not small.

"But the exit is sealed. Shan Xiu also shouted back, just now he had searched carefully in four directions, and the way to come was completely gone, it should have disappeared when the flying blade compass appeared, but at that time, they didn't have time to care about this matter at all.

"Where's your guard?" asked Ming Qi again.

"I guess I stayed on that side when this room was split in half. ”

Ming Qi nodded, "But its sound insulation is really good, we can't hear him at all." It is also possible that he encountered another dark piece on the other side. ”

The act of cultivating his forehead shows that he also affirms that that situation is possible. As for the outcome, it's unimaginable! It must be another disaster.

The compass, who insisted on cutting everything wantonly, was stopped in the center of the room because he was trapped in that generous body.

"He won't last long. Ming Qi glanced at it, and the fat was almost the same body that had been stripped of by the flying blade compass. In their hearts, they thought that time might be tighter than they saw, and that they had to find an exit before the flying blade compass completely dismantled the flesh.