Mo Bottle was lying on the ground, his mood was very complicated, after all, this posture looked so weird, as if he was trampled on the ground by Mu Jiuxi.

And his dignified regent was being held by a woman under his crotch at the moment, protecting him with his life, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

If he wasn't so self-righteous and not fooled, how could this happen?

If they don't die today, he will catch them and give them a taste of a thousand cuts.

The other six black-clothed men attacked back and forth, and Mu Jiuxi suddenly shot out with a silver needle in his hand.

At close range, the three of them were shot and bounced away screaming.

And Mu Jiuxi had already ignored the front, and directly attacked the three people who were split next to him and behind.

I saw that she was fast and flexible, as if her upper body could rotate and twist freely except for her two feet nailed to the ground like nails, and she was so flexible that she was terrifying, like a mollusk.

This also made the two men in black seriously injured again under Mu Jiuxi's tricky angle, one was directly wiped on his neck, and the other was so frightened that he bounced away, looking at Mu Jiuxi incredulously.

The leader of the dead men in the shadows was shocked, and immediately shouted angrily: "Cut the regent!" ”

"Cowardice, if you don't come, let your subordinates die!" Mu Jiuxi immediately scolded.

"Mu Jiuxi, Lao Tzu is not in a hurry, there is time to clean you up, continue to go!" The guy said it, but still didn't come out to do it.

The four dead soldiers attacked together again, two slashed Mu Jiuxi, two faced the ink bottle, one cut off his head, and the other cut off his legs.

It's just that the distance between the half-arm and the short knife is too short, and people can only cut the ink bottle if they bend down.

Mu Jiuxi faced the dead soldier who directly cut her with both hands, and one foot was already off the ground, and she kicked out directly towards a guy's neck.

"Shrink your feet!" At the same time, he yelled at the ink bottle.

Mo Bottle's eyes kept watching, and immediately his legs shrank, avoiding the crisis of being cut in the foot.

Mu Jiuxi swept back and kicked that guy out.

At the same time, another dead man suddenly slashed at Mu Jiuxi's neck fiercely.

"Be careful!" Ink Bottle screamed in fright.

Mu Jiuxi's head tilted, and the short knife directly hit Mu Jiuxi's shoulder, making a banging sound, which was not the feeling of cutting meat, but the sound of cutting metal.

The dead man was stunned, Mu Jiuxi's arm was horizontal, and there was a blood mark on the dead man's neck, and the whole person fell backwards in shock.

Of the eight black-clothed people, two died, two were seriously injured and couldn't get up, and two were slightly injured and bloody, and the remaining two had a sense of fear for Mu Jiuxi.

None of them knew that a woman could be so powerful while protecting the regent.

In fact, the dead man in the secret was stunned, and there was Mo Bottle, he never thought that Mu Jiuxi could be so powerful.

The two uninjured dead soldiers screamed violently, and attacked Mu Jiuxi back and forth again.

Mu Jiuxi sneered, stared at the black-clothed man in front of him, saw him getting closer and closer, and suddenly spit out a piece of bright and shaky something from his mouth, and then let his short knife penetrate under her arm and get stuck, and clamped the dead man's other hand with his other hand.

The two approached directly, and as soon as Mu Jiuxi's head turned, the blade in his mouth directly wiped the neck of the dead soldier.

And the one behind attacked at the same time, and the short knife stabbed Mu Jiuxi's back.

When Mu Jiuxi caught the knife of the dead soldier in front of him, he leaned forward and wiped off his neck, and his hind legs also kicked backwards at the same time.

The dead man in the rear was kicked in the knee, and the direction of the back slashed in pain was deviated.

After Mu Jiuxi killed the dead soldier in front of him, he instantly wiped his arm back.

The meniscus in her hand slashed the dead man's neck again, but she was also stabbed in the waist by his short knife, which was not much because the whip blocked it.