A strange wind suddenly appeared, and the sudden strong strange wind blew Zhao Yan's eyes, his eyes subconsciously narrowed, this strange wind appeared quickly, and disappeared quickly, Zhao Yan's oblique slash fell short, and his eyes also recovered his vision, but he saw that the man in black had appeared three or four meters away in front of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

So fast?

Zhao Yan's heart jumped, such a fast speed greatly surprised him, Zhao Yan asked himself that he definitely didn't have such a speed, and he had never seen anyone with such a fast speed.

"Ghosts?"

Zhao Yan blurted out the other party's name, and probably only the top killer of the digital life nicknamed "Ghost" could have such a fast speed.

"Haha! Not stupid! Unwilling to submit? Then die!! ”

The ghost laughed, and in the middle of the words, there was a flash of murder in his eyes, and his hands suddenly pushed towards Zhao Yan out of thin air, Zhao Yan frowned, and said secretly: This is not a martial arts movie, what are you doing pushing your palm so far away? Can you still hit me with the internal energy released from a few meters away?

As soon as this thought was born in Zhao Yan's mind, Zhao Yan's face changed suddenly, because Zhao Yan heard the sound of a howling wind that suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the ghost shadow pushed out with both palms, and actually pushed over a whistling wind.

As soon as the wind whistled, the wind hit Zhao Yan, the wind blew on his eyes, and he lost his eyes again, unlike the strange wind that suddenly appeared before, there was dust in the wind this time, and the fine dust suddenly drilled into Zhao Yan's eyes, making Zhao Yan's eyes uncomfortable and unable to open them for a while, at the same time, Zhao Yan felt that the coat on his body was blown by the wind and hunted, and this wind even caught him off guard, and his upper body leaned back, and he was almost blown backwards.

In the wind, Zhao Yan suddenly became angry with a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and reflexively waved his long knife quickly to block the space in front of him.

"Dingding...... Dangdangdang......"

Zhao Yan's knife swung fast, and the sound of the ice blade in front of him was fast, ringing into a piece, endlessly, Zhao Yan, who couldn't see for a while, was forced to keep retreating, suddenly, with a "snort", Zhao Yan's coat on his left shoulder was torn, and at the same time, a tearing sensation of a sharp blade cutting through the scalp of the shoulder was transmitted to Zhao Yan's brain, Zhao Yan's face changed, and while continuing to retreat quickly, he held the knife with both hands and danced violently in front of him at a faster speed.

"Sneer......"

"Whew!"

"Sneer......"

Zhao Yan's eyes kept blinking rapidly, trying to recover his eyesight as soon as possible, but his eyes were fascinated by dust, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't recover his sight at all for a while, and Zhao Yan, who was wielding a long knife in front of him only with intuition, couldn't completely intercept all the attacks of the ghost.

But seeing the long corridor of the hotel, Zhao Yan kept retreating in embarrassment, the long knife in his hand seemed to be splashing water, and the knife was light, but the ghost's attack was equally fast and weird, the ghost's attack figure was like a foot that did not touch the ground, and the upper body was tilted forward, every time he touched the ground on tiptoe, he could let him chase in front of Zhao Yan who was retreating sharply, he had an upside-down dagger in each hand, and constantly and quickly attacked Zhao Yan in the gap in front of him, the figure flashed left and right from time to time, and the cold light of the dagger suddenly attacked from the side from time to time. kept leaving a knife edge on Zhao Yan's body, and blood splashed like rain.

Under the light of the corridor, the corners of the ghost's mouth could be seen always smiling with victory, and the cold light of the dagger flying in his hands became faster and faster, like divine help.

It's very weird, from the ghost suddenly pounced and quickly attacked Zhao Yan, the wind has been continuous, the black clothes on the ghost shadow hunting, the wind seems to be blowing out of him, blowing Zhao Yan's coat is also hunting, the fight between the two is also fast, one breath of work, the ghost attacked dozens of knives, Zhao Yan also retreated more than ten steps, seeing that this wave of attacks was about to end, the ghost suddenly kicked on the wall beside him, and the figure flew out diagonally to the other side of the corridor, Another foot on the wall on the other side, the figure folded in the air, the volley flew from the side to Zhao Yan, who was still unable to see, and the two daggers with cold light in his hands were like a mantis that suddenly attacked, "sneering" two knives in a row, one knife cut through Zhao Yan's right shoulder and shoulder, followed by a knife pierced Zhao Yan's right rib, Zhao Yan snorted, the figure flashed to the left, two blood lights flashed on his right shoulder, the long knife held in both hands, and in the case of sudden weakness in the right arm, the head of the knife suddenly sank down, Because not only his right arm, but also his left arm was also stabbed twice in the continuous rapid attack just now, and at this time, not only was his right hand weak, but his left hand was also weak.

The head of the knife sank, and the arms naturally sank together, the smile on the corner of the mouth of the ghost who had just landed on the tip of his toes suddenly expanded, and his right hand swept obliquely from the bottom up, and the dagger blade hissed through Zhao Yan's carotid artery, and the red blood suddenly splashed out like a fountain.

"Haha!!"

The ghost's smug laughter had just come out, but his face suddenly changed, a strange and uncontrollable force suddenly appeared, his right hand that had just crossed could not resist and fell back along the trajectory just now, the dagger was drawn back from the wound on Zhao Yan's neck again, the ghost's eyes suddenly widened to the extreme, he clearly saw that as the dagger in his hand was rowed back from the wound on Zhao Yan's neck, the large handful of blood that had just splashed out actually retracted into the wound on Zhao Yan's neck, Then the wound disappeared without a trace, as if everything just now was an illusion, and his dagger never cut Zhao Yan's neck at all.

The ghost watched his right hand holding the dagger upside down return to the starting position when the knife was drawn just now, and before the horror in his heart subsided, Zhao Yan's constantly blinking eyes suddenly closed tightly, and the long knife held with both hands suddenly shot back, and the head of the knife suddenly returned without turning, the ghost didn't have time to dodge or intercept at all, and the end of the handle of the long knife was like a long stick slammed into the ghost's chest.

"Click" a crisp sound, the ghost clearly felt that a bone in his chest was broken, his body bowed, the ghost was full of pain, his body bowed into the shape of a shrimp and retreated sharply, but his eyes were still closed Zhao Yan turned his upper body suddenly, and his lower body and feet did not move, with the power of the sudden rotation of his upper body, the long knife held with both hands was like a suddenly rotating fan blade and slashed towards the ghost, the ghost couldn't dodge, and there was a click, the ghost screamed miserably, and half of his right arm was cut off from the elbow. The sharp long blade slashed deep into his chest, and the ghost figure was like an electric shock, and he hurriedly retreated more than ten meters, and the stumbling figure stumbled and quickly disappeared at the turn of the corridor.

With a click, the ghost's severed arm fell to the floor in the hallway.

Zhao Yan was in a cold sweat, his chest was rising and falling violently, the blood on his body was dripping down, the wounds on his body were throbbing for a while, and he was weak all over his body.

The killer called Ghost Shadow seemed to have an ability that could emit violent winds, and Zhao Yan had already realized it at this time.

If it weren't for the time regression in his body just now, which suddenly appeared automatically at the moment of life and death, he would already be a ghost under the sword of the ghost shadow at this time.

Standing in place and gasping for a while, Zhao Yan suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and his eyes, which were fascinated by dust, were finally able to see at this time, but they were already very red, and tears overflowed. (To be continued.) )