Gradually, the galloping figure in front of him entered Liu Mang's pupil, which had shrunk into the size of a pinhole, and became larger and clearer.

Hearing the sound of galloping footsteps getting louder and louder behind him, Wang Yan, who obviously felt that he couldn't run, had an anxious look written on his face.

was able to evade his sniping in this situation, Liu Mang's ability was beyond his imagination.

"I can't run away."

Wang Yan, who was already dry and out of breath, bit his lip fiercely, his heart went down, and he stopped galloping.

The moment he stopped, the corners of his mouth lifted, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. At the same time, Wang Yan twisted his waist, and a small knife with a flickering cold light appeared in his hand.

"Boy, you go die!"

As he spoke, his right arm was raised, and the knife in his hand flew out with a sharp and piercing whistling sound, but the target was Fang Qingping, who was carried by Liu Mang.

"Throwing knives?"

Liu Mang's face showed a trace of disdain, playing with a flying knife in front of Lao Tzu was simply playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

"Yikes!"

Fang Qingping felt a cold light coming straight towards her, she couldn't help but exclaim, and closed her eyes reflexively, and her whole body moved down at the fastest speed.

"Don't be afraid, baby!"

Seeing that the flying knife was getting closer, Liu Mang grinned, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand poked out like lightning.

"Smack!"

Those two outstretched fingers, like the spirit rhino fingers of Master Gu Long's pen, actually caught the knife that shot at Fang Qingping.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Yan's eyes opened to the extreme in an instant, and they were full of disbelief, and in the next second, his face became panicked.

Liu Mang was so terrible that he regretted that he was stubborn and took the opportunity to assassinate him.

"You are the one who wants to snipe me, and you are the one who wants to kill my woman, so you will die a miserable death!"

Liu Mang looked at Wang Yan, although his tone was a little flat, but it revealed a murderous aura.

"Run!"

Seeing Liu Mang walking towards him with slow steps, Wang Yan kicked his feet on the ground, used all his strength, and jumped to the side.

But Liu Mang seemed to know that he would choose this way to escape, and the moment his feet left the ground, his right arm was raised, and the knife in his hand flew out with a "bang".

"Poof!"

With the muffled sound of the blade entering the flesh, Wang Yan felt a numbness in his left foot, and then the pain in his heart instantly surged into his heart, and his body became weak in pain, and he fell down with a "poof".

The facial muscles became very distorted by the pain, and the face turned pale in an instant, like a woman who had just given birth, and looked very scary.

But within a few seconds, his pale face slowly turned iron blue, and the blood flowing from the instep of his left foot also turned black, mixed with a faint fishy stench.

"The throwing knives of the Poison Knife Gate?"

Seeing this scene, Liu Mang shouted loudly, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed across his face.

The Poison Knife Sect is a relatively secret ancient martial arts sect, and the use of quenched poisonous flying knives is a unique skill of their sect.

Because they are engaged in the profession of killers, their actions are relatively strange, and their methods are even more vicious, and they are not small in the antiquities cultivation world.

However, according to legend, more than a hundred years ago, they provoked a big man, called a few friends, and directly killed the lair of the Poison Knife Gate, killing them all.

Now that he saw the kind of poisonous knife dedicated to the legendary Poison Knife Gate, Liu Mang felt extremely shocked. However, in an instant, he regained his composure.

The Poison Knife Sect is a master of playing poison, but Liu Mang's Wen family is a master of detoxification. According to his grandfather Wen Laoxi, the big man provoked by the Poison Knife Gate back then was his grandfather.

However, Liu Mang always firmly believed that his grandfather, who was full of running trains, was putting gold on his own face, and never believed his words.

"What poison knife door?"

Fang Qingping, who was hiding behind Liu Mang, poked her head out, her curious and slightly frightened eyes, staring at the dying guy on the ground without blinking, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she felt that this person was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"In these years, there are still people who know about the Poison Knife Gate? Looks like you're not small, huh? We ......"

Wang Yan looked at Liu Mang, and said in a trembling voice in a difficult tone, but before he finished speaking, he felt that the whole world was plunged into darkness, his body twitched a few times, and then he stopped moving, and a wisp of black blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the grass stained by blood and water had turned black, Liu Mang couldn't help but gasp, the poison of the secret poison knife door was really powerful, as long as it cut through people's skin, if there was no divine doctor present, he would definitely die.

"Smack!"

At this time, Fang Qingping, who was frowning slightly, suddenly slapped her forehead and exclaimed, "Husband, I remember who he is." ”

"Huh?"

Liu Mang was stunned at first, and then asked with a slight frown: "Do you know him?" ”

"I don't know."

Fang Qingping's head shook like a rattle, and then, raising his chin, he said with a somewhat smug expression: "But I've seen this person." ”

"Where?"

Liu Mang hurriedly asked, the Poison Knife Gate has always acted strangely and ruthlessly, and it is engaged in murderous deeds, and they are targeting them, so they must strengthen their precautions.

"Actually, you've seen this person too."

"I've seen it too?"

Listening to Fang Qingping's words, Liu Mang's slightly frowning brows locked together, and he tried his best to recall the people he had come into contact with after Lin An, but after thinking about it, he felt that he didn't seem to have any impression of the dead guy in front of him.

"Say it quickly, don't sell it!"

Liu Mang's face sank deliberately, and he coldly threatened her: "Otherwise, I don't care about the money you owe." ”

"I say, I say."

Seeing that he was a little angry, Fang Qingping hurriedly said, but, listening to the meaning of his words, it seemed that she wanted to help herself repay the gambling debt she owed, and her heart was suddenly like eating honey, sweet.

Having such a man who is capable, rich and cares about himself is really a good thing that makes people wake up laughing in their dreams.

"Husband, I love you to death!"

The little mouth that exuded this seductive fragrance kissed Liu Mang's cheek fiercely, Fang Qingping's mouth was close to the man's ear, and he asked him unhurriedly:

"Husband, do you remember Wu Peiyao?"

"I remember."

Liu Mang has a deep impression of this beautiful woman who looks sour, mean, yin and has good kung fu.

Therefore, after listening to Fang Qingping's words, he replied to her without thinking, but he was very strange: What is this girl asking me for? Lao Tzu didn't take a fancy to her again?

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