Chapter 78: Ghost Hand Kill (8)

Feng Chengcheng's pupils suddenly shrank very obviously, and he suddenly grabbed his wrist and ran away as fast as a fly.

"Run......

Mu Shenxiao was dragged to a stagger, almost vomiting blood, and just wanted to blame Feng Qingcheng, but suddenly found that she had stopped again.

Looking up, behind the tree opposite, a few people slowly turned out.

Black clothes, black scarves, murderous eyes, and a long sword full of cold light.

Feng Chengcheng glanced at Mu Shenxiao very weakly, "Now I know what I'm going to say, right?" If I were to kill someone in such a place, I would never be equipped with a way to kill someone......"

The six men in black slowly surrounded the two people silently, looking at them with hideous eyes.

Mu Shenxiao's eyes changed with different shades of color, and the light in his eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one.

"To kill a prince like me, and to make such a formation, I really have to be Xie Luxie, the lord who can afford to look down on this king......"

Feng Qingcheng sighed faintly, and glanced at him: "Then I also want to thank the prince and thank him, and I am involved in such a right and wrong......

She stepped forward slowly, smiling rather flatteringly: "Among the orders you have received, it must not include killing a weak woman like me...... Actually, I met this Prince Qin by accident...... If you don't mind, how about the little girl quit the game? ”

It's just that such a flattering smile doesn't seem to be complied with, and what responds to her is the silent mention of the long sword.

Feng Qingcheng helplessly raised the corners of his lips, and the innocent color in his eyes suddenly became charming.

"Then there's nothing to talk about......"

With a ghostly smile, her right hand filled the bow with lightning bolts, killing one person in an instant.

The fight between bows and arrows excels in long-distance combat.

The fatal part is hand-to-hand combat.

It's just that such a fatality seems to have no obstacle in Feng Chengcheng's body.

The long sword of the man in black came from the assassination in an instant, and the phoenix tilted around and moved, drawing the bow and arrows, and walking smoothly like flowing water, as if she had already been proficient in such a thing thousands of times.

It's just a blink of an eye, and three men in black have fallen one after another.

This kind of thing seemed to not only shock the man in black who assassinated, but even Mu Shenxiao was stunned and stood there in amazement.

The remaining two men in black suddenly looked at Feng Chengcheng with some horror, and instinctively took a step back.

And just when Feng Qicheng's bow and arrows were full again, the two people instantly understood, and one of them actually let out a sharp whistle sound from his mouth.

At the same time as the whistle sounded, the two suddenly fled separately in two directions.

Feng Chengcheng's eyes flashed with a touch of murderous coldness, his fingers suddenly loosened, and the feather arrow slashed through the air, and he shot decisively into the back of a person.

And just when she was about to end another person's life, she suddenly saw a cold light flash in front of her in an instant.

With a muffled snort, a long sword filled with cold light stuck in the back of the most black-clothed man suddenly fell to the ground.

Squinting at it, Mu Shenxiao was posing there in a posture that he thought was quite handsome, and his eyes were squinting at Feng Chengcheng, as if he was demonstrating and showing off.