"It's just a hundred points. "The butcher is a bit good.

"What's the use of points?" Nie Yifan asked.

"Here, here it is, are you ready, am I busy?"

The butcher asked in the open space next to him.

Nie Yifan waved his spear,

"Ready. ”

As soon as the words fell, the short knife in the butcher's hand flashed, and he stabbed Nie Yifan in the air.

Similar to the mystery of a sharp blade, or a knife in the air, are the people of the Assassin League so big?

Nie Yifan covered his whole body with the fighting armor, and on one side of his body, he avoided most of the swords, and the rest of the swords only had afterglow, which was not to be feared.

But it was this knife that was not feared in Nie Yifan's heart when it slashed onto the bucket armor, and it actually cut the bucket armor with a loud noise, and even opened a palm-long crack on the skin on Nie Yifan's waist.

What is this, and when did the power of the blade become so terrifying?

Nie Yifan's eyes darkened in surprise, and the butcher's body appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the short knife slashed at his head.

The fat man was so fast, his heart beat suddenly, Nie Yifan's blood and qi surged, and the spear went to the top of his head, blocking the short knife.

The butcher was a little surprised, the force reflected on the short knife was very large, almost reaching the level of wearing a Xuan-level high-grade fighting armor.

But the butcher didn't have the slightest intention of touching hard, the short knife slashed deftly along the edge of the spear, and the blade shook and stabbed Nie Yifan's empty chest with three sharp edges, and then the butcher retreated, standing in place and quietly looking at Nie Yifan.

Nie Yifan's arm that raised the spear trembled, and suddenly, the six knife wounds that pierced through the front and back of his body began to spill blood.

The strangest thing was that Nie Yifan didn't feel any pain until this time.

"What a quick knife. Nie Yifan supported his body with a spear, trying not to let himself fall, his body was recovering rapidly, and he was ready to fight again.

"You are a guru's person, and I used to seek treatment from my guru when I was injured, so the three knives only entered your three diaphragms and did not hurt your internal organs, are you sure you want to continue?" The butcher slammed the short knife in his right hand horizontally, and a drop of blood slowly slid to the ground.

"I lost. ”

Nie Yifan was stunned in place for three seconds, and for the first time he found that he was so powerless in the face of his opponent.

Under careful investigation, Nie Yifan found that such a fast three knives were actually as the butcher said, accurately avoiding the internal organs, and the Xuan-level fighting armor was useless, this is the Assassin Alliance?!

"Well, failure is a successful mother. The master, who came down at some point, supported Nie Yifan, whose body was gradually falling backwards.

The blood flow on the three penetrating wounds gradually slowed down, and it had been partially stopped by the healing function of the Xuan-level Dou Armor.

But the strange thing is that even without any invasion of spiritual power, there is still blood gushing out of these wounds, even if Nie Yifan has a recovery speed of five percent given by Hongmengfu, he can't stop it for a while, and it still looks scary.

"How many wounds?" asked the guru as he put away his dagger and prepared to leave.

"About 780 million roots, and it didn't hurt the aorta. The butcher added a number.

"Thank you. The guru nodded at the butcher, then stuffed a pill into Nie Yifan's mouth.

After putting Nie Yifan on the stretcher, several hemostats were clamped by the master on Nie Yifan's wound, and the bleeding finally stopped.

"What, how many?" Nie Yifan asked the master as he looked at the back of the butcher leaving.

"The number of blood vessels you've wounded. The master snapped the last hemostat and replied to Nie Yifan with a smile.

"Can this thing still have a definite value?" Nie Yifan asked, ignoring the pain in his body, raising his neck.

"Of course, ordinary people can't, butchers can, the human body has 25 billion blood vessels, he said that he cut 780 million blood vessels, it won't be bad, knowing the value is just the right medicine, hehe. ”

The guru took out a small medicine bottle, and as the cork was pulled out, a familiar spicy smell permeated the two of them.

"No, thank you, I have the medicine here. Nie Yifan hurriedly contacted Qian Bo.

The master took the medicine bottle in his hand for a moment, thinking that it was the same, and after closing the cork, he directly ordered the staff who came with him to carry Nie Yifan out.

When he went to the front desk of the hotel again, Jin Feng saw Nie Yifan lying on a stretcher without the slightest surprise.

"How's this abrasion?" Jin Feng quipped.

"Hey, it's a bit big. Nie Yifan grinned, affecting the injury, and inevitably had a hideous face.

"This is a hundred points, I pay for the injury medicine, and I do what I say. Jin Feng took out a triangular token like his master.

"Hehe, what's so embarrassing, I'll keep it for him first. The guru took out the token and pasted it as fast as he could.

Jin Fengmei's eyes turned and did not refuse, and the two tokens were closed once and then quickly separated, and the master suddenly smiled.

"Hey, I didn't take advantage of you, but I paid for you, don't you want me to always pay on credit, right?"

"The Assassin Alliance's aliens are all of this level?" Nie Yifan asked his master after putting a pill given by Qian Bo into his mouth.