Others couldn't see why the middle-aged assassin gave up the opportunity to attack and kill Ge Ye, Xiao Δ said.

The middle-aged assassin was already seriously injured, and when he had just escaped from the blazing spiritual flames, he had to take out all the strength he had left, and he couldn't support it anymore, at this time, he definitely didn't dare to do anything with anyone.

Sure enough, when the four Zheng Quan, who had reacted, turned around to catch up, the middle-aged assassin's face turned pale, not only did he not dare to turn around and fight back, but instead gritted his teeth and accelerated his escape.

At this moment, Zheng Quan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Sure enough, Xiao Fei guessed correctly, this guy is already at the end of his crossbow, and he doesn't dare to do anything with us at all. ”

Although Zheng Quan's four-person degree was fast enough, the middle-aged assassin who was eager to escape was even faster. At this time, chasing and fleeing, the distance between the front and rear sides not only did not get closer, but became farther and farther away.

Suddenly, Mo Fei was stunned, and Zheng Quan and the four of them were also stunned.

Just in the direction where the middle-aged assassin fled, the seven young men of the Shenguang Sect, who was as timid as a mouse and only knew how to bully the weak and fear the hard, actually hid next to a big rock before he ran.

"Is this guy going to die? Even if he is worried about retaliation from other forces, he feels safer to follow Xiao Fei. But the battle just now was so big, as long as he didn't want to die, everyone knew that he had to hide far away, and he dared to follow, he was impatient, right?"

Although Feng Qishao also has a Xuan-level cultivation, Mo Fei and the others never thought that this Feng Qishao would be able to stop the middle-aged assassin from escaping.

What's more, no matter how weak a middle-aged assassin is, he is still a proper third-stage spiritual realm powerhouse. He didn't dare to do anything with Zhao Quan and the four of them, he was afraid of the runes in the hands of Zhao Quan and the four of them. What does Feng Qishao have in his hands? No matter how powerful the life-saving means are, can they withstand the death-defying counterattack of the powerhouses of the third stage of the Spirit Realm?

"You stupid, don't stay stupid, run quickly, run in both directions!"

Although Feng Qishao is cheap, it can be regarded as an innocent life, and Mo Fei shouted from afar to remind.

The terrifying middle-aged assassin who had just appeared was running towards him, Feng Qishao was already frightened, and Mo Fei's timely reminder made him finally come back to his senses, but he was still motionless with a bitter face, and his eyes were full of despair.

He also wanted to run, but after seeing the terrifying strength of the middle-aged assassin with his own eyes, he had already been scared to the point that his legs were weak, let alone running away, and those legs couldn't even lift up now.

Seeing the middle-aged assassin getting closer and closer, Nasen's cold gaze made Feng Qishao's eyes look like he was almost stunned.

Seeing the middle-aged assassin grinning and grabbing it at him with one hand, Feng Qishao's eyes widened, and the approach of death made it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

Suddenly, the left hand, which symbolized death, suddenly stopped, and the middle-aged assassin's eyes widened, looking at the sharp tip of the sword piercing through his chest, and he let out a low roar unwillingly.

"No way! How could I die here? Who, who attacked me?"

The middle-aged assassin looked back stiffly, and before he lost consciousness completely, he saw only a delicate face covered with a veil, and a pair of eyes full of aura, but with a bit of coldness.

Mo Fei looked stupidly at the mysterious woman Drizzle who suddenly appeared, and it took a long time to react.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Sister Drizzle, thank you very much. ”

Drizzle turned around and glanced at him faintly, as cold as ever.

"Master Xiaomuzi, you are too careless, if we hadn't noticed that there was movement here and rushed over in time, this person would have really run away. ”

Not far away, the two guns looked at Mo Fei with a playful expression, and next to the two guns, there were also tall overlord knives and short clubs with short stature.

Mo Fei wiped his eyes, I'll go, the four major executors are all here, what's wrong today?

But as soon as he saw Feng Qishao, who was slumped on the ground and gasping for breath, Mo Fei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Sharp, Feng Qishao, are you really tired of living, or are you stupid enough to think that everyone will not dare to kill you?"

"Knowing that the movement here is so big, the aftermath of the battle can easily kill you, how dare you stay nearby? This time you are lucky, but next time, even if I am too lazy to kill you, you will die sooner or later." ”

Feng Qishao shrank his head, blushed, and whispered in defense.

"I'm stupid if I don't follow you, at least here, no one dares to approach, I can survive if I'm lucky. If I change to another place, those people want to kill me, no matter how lucky I am, I may choke to death if I drink water and eat, and it is not safe to walk on the street. ”

Murphy was speechless and glared at the guy.

"I'll go, I really underestimate you, it turns out that you're not stupid at all. ”

Although Feng Qishao's timid and fearful appearance is very annoying, I have to say that his statement is really not unreasonable.

In other places, without the protection of two spiritual realm powerhouses, with Feng Qishao's ability to offend people with his mouth, not to mention, it may not even be safe to walk on the street.

Yes, due to the power of the immortals of the Divine Light Sect, no one dared to deal with Feng Qishao clearly.

There are too many ways to kill a person, such as falling while walking on the road, choking on food, falling out of bed while sleeping, etc., which are impossible to prevent. Especially when he didn't have a strong guard, it was not too easy for him to kill a small Xuan rank like Feng Qishao without knowing it.

In the information of Fu Wu's headquarters, Mo Fei has seen too many relevant records.

At first, he was speechless in shock, silently killing a person, as long as it was handled properly, no one could find the slightest trace afterwards. These methods are too appalling, but after seeing too much, he gradually becomes numb.

Glancing sympathetically at this Feng Qishao, Mo Fei shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave.

But then, his face changed slightly.

"No, this sharpness has been here for a long time, doesn't it mean that he heard all those conversations between me and the assassin?"

Mo Fei turned his head again, looking at Feng Qishao, who was cowering, and couldn't help but hesitate a little.

"At present, my strength is not enough, the news that I am Master Muzi cannot be spread yet, but Feng Qishao is a little cheaper, and there are not many real evil deeds, at least the crime is not to death. In order to keep it a secret, can you really only kill him?"

At this time, the sound of two guns came from the side.

"If you want to keep the secret, you'd better kill him, it's a hundred, just enough to push this bloody case onto this assassin, and the Shenguang Sect doesn't dare to say anything. ”

Mo Fei glanced at the past, what does it mean to be a hundred, this is a human life, right?

"Don't, don't, don't kill me, don't you just keep it a secret? ”

Before Mo Fei could speak, Feng Qishao over there was startled, and hurriedly shouted and swore to keep it a secret.

However, no matter how vicious Feng Qi swore his oath, the four of them all looked indifferent and didn't say a word.

Wu Sheng touched Mo Fei suspiciously: "Hey, Xiao Fei, what do they mean by this?"

Mo Fei gave him a blank look, coughed lightly twice, and turned back to continue to look at the sharp seven young people.

"Ahem, that's enough, in the name of a martial artist? Are you still a martial artist? If you are really a qualified martial artist, you can't still only have Xuan-level cultivation now. Since you are not even a warrior, swear in the name of a warrior, do you think we should believe you?"

Feng Qishao's face stiffened, and Mo Fei's opening suddenly blocked him from speaking for a long time.