There is no intention of returning it to Zongtian at all, and the masked man at this time does not have that kind of time. Just as Zong Tian shouted that sentence, another group of people entered the room. Although the weapon was in hand, the man still had no intention of killing the other party, and with a slight turn of the knife, the back of the knife became a new means of attack.

It's still such a simple and effective move, but Zongtian doesn't have the mind to watch the excitement, and that person's moves and styles seem to be a door opened in front of him, and at this time, he should try his best to grasp everything. However, everything happened too fast, and the huge gap in strength made Zongtian only learn a little bit of skin.

In this way, I was trying to observe in the overwhelm, and the sudden stop of the flow of people also made it a little difficult for Zongtian to adapt.

"Is it over?" Because he hadn't blinked for too long, not only did tears flow out of his eyes, but it was even more difficult for Zongtian to open his eyes at this time.

"Probably......" It was also because of Zongtian's words that Sora came back to her senses at this time, and when she saw those unconscious people again, a sense of crisis also surged back into her heart, because no one could guarantee that she would not follow in the footsteps of that kind in the future.

Sora stared at the door nervously, but the door, which had been closed at first, was silent at this moment. Even the masked man seemed to be a little uncomfortable with this situation, and the short knife flying in his hand seemed to tell him about his anxiety at this time.

With a snap, Zongtian's short knife was clenched in the man's hand, and the miserable white mask was also facing Zongtian's direction.

"Zongtian ......" was really a little frightened, and Sora pulled Zongtian's arm at this time, but the person who was still crying couldn't care about the small strength.

"Heaven." The masked man had already begun to walk towards them, and the anxiety was also the strength of the empty hand.

Because of Zongtian's habit of cultivation, he could feel the things around him even without eyesight at this time, and the wind brought up by the other party also made Zongtian vigilantly protect the void and soul creation behind him. This kind of action also made the other party react, and the sudden sound of breaking wind also made Zongtian stretch out his hand.

The thing in his hand is a familiar feeling for Zongtian, it is the black blade in his two short knives, but with the sound of the breaking wind it seems that he can't deal with it, but fortunately, at this time, Zongtian finally opened his eyes. The masked man with a white blade came on, and the other party's somewhat simple stabbing attack was also flashed because the sky was twisted in place.

It's as if it's suddenly weakened, and the masked man who fought with Zongtian didn't solve Zongtian in three or two clicks. Although Zongtian still didn't feel that he could win at this time, he could still barely do it by struggling to support him.

The bustle in the room seems to have cooled down a bit, but the otherwise quiet outside the room has become busy. At some point, a group of tiptoeers had surrounded the room, but they didn't seem to want to enter the room, and they were just carefully tossing the walls of the room.

Something was going on silently, and as their work unfolded, some flat gaps appeared around the room, but these seemed to be completely unnoticed by the people in the room.

The fight in the house continued, but Zongtian gradually became a little overwhelmed. Sora stood next to him and clenched his fists anxiously, but unfortunately that kind of battle was not able to interfere at all, and the appearance of the soul was as strange as before, not like worrying about Zongtian, but it was not completely relaxed, it seemed to be a little confused, it seemed to be a little guessed, but at this time she seemed to be like Sora and could only watch.

On the one hand, there is the support of the force, and on the other hand, the person who is reluctant will inevitably have to pay more physical strength, and Zongtian is facing such a dilemma. It's like an endless loop, he can only barely support himself in the face of such an opponent, and there is still no hope in front of him. Although I also want to break the jar and smash the knife, even if the other party only swings the back of the knife at him, even Zongtian's body doesn't want any accidents to happen at this time.

Although the body still resisted in vain, the limit seemed to be in front of him, and after another dodge, Zongtian's knees were involuntarily weak at this time, and it was such a small mistake, Zongtian's white blade was already on his neck. Even the cold back of the knife made Zongtian's hairs stand upside down, but the other party seemed to be still, and just kept that movement.

"Shhh......h

hurriedly suppressed that sound, and this action also made the opponent's knife slightly away from his neck.

"Stand still." It was the low voice again, and Zongtian was like an obedient machine, obeying the other party's orders, but the other party's actions left him in a cold sweat.

The knife that was originally hanging on the neck of the sky fell on the masked man's body, but it was still himself who held the knife. In this way, he made several cuts in his clothes, but fortunately, it was those clothes that were cut tightly. Just when Zongtian breathed a sigh of relief, his hand holding the black blade was held in the other party's hand. Although the arm was unusually stiff because of the fright, the other party's great strength still forced Zongtian's arm to bend at this time, and the black blade in his hand also pierced into the mask man's lower abdomen at once.

For this person who was still incomprehensible, Zongtian should have been happy because the other party was injured, but at this time, he only had the fear of the unknown, and his hand holding the knife suddenly let go.

However, the great changes in the room will not be slowed down in any way because of Zongtian's acceptance of it. The room, which was supposed to be solid in the ground, began to move, and it was not at all as smooth as before, and after the initial slowness, the room suddenly increased in speed at this point, and water seeped out of the four walls of the room.

Everything in front of him made Zongtian, who had just been tortured, completely collapse, and at this time he even had some urge to cry, why did he think so much that he might be sunk to the bottom of the lake?

Although Zongtian was already desperate, such despair did not happen at this time. After a bumpy journey, the room finally returned to the auction site before it was filled with water, and when they saw the open door in front of them, the people in the room hurriedly left the room that was about to be filled with water.

At this time, although the auditorium was empty, the stage of the venue was indeed crowded. Just when Zongtian was still calming down for this escape from death, the masked man had already stood up at this time, and the short knife pierced his lower abdomen also made him lie slightly at this time.

"Are you really sure?" Sanxiang stood in front of the group of people, but when she faced the strange mask, she still asked a little unconfidently, a short old man who looked a little withered beside her.

"His breath is already weak." The slightly squinted eyes were opened forcefully at this time, and such words also came out of the old man's mouth, "It should be that those people have exhausted his physical strength before, and the people you see do seem to have left him with a lot of injuries." ”

"This guest, although you have had a very bad influence on our business firm before." It seems that the old man's words gave Sanxiang courage, of course, it is more likely that the knife pierced the other party's stomach gave her these, "But at this time, as long as you call out the soul mortar, I am in charge, and this firm is not to blame for what you have done." ”

"Blame for the past? Can you please go and rescue the people in the room first? ”

Hearing such words, Zong Tiancai noticed the sinking room, and thought of the slowly unconscious people among them, Zong Tian's face couldn't help but turn a little whiter.

"Hehe, since the guests are so transparent, then I don't have to talk nonsense." Sanxiang covered her mouth and smiled at this time, "Those people will die if they are rescued, but even if they really sink to the bottom of the lake, I will send someone to confirm whether they are dead or not, so that you will not be alone on the Huangquan Road." ”

The masked man didn't seem to have any superfluous reactions to this, but Zongtian, who was re-involved in the incident, was a little anxious. Sanxiang's performance is still very easy to understand, and her behavior of eating black at this time is also a good explanation for her strange performance before. However, for the masked man, Zongtian was even more puzzled, as if he had already guessed the other party's plan, but the bitter trick he used was inevitably a little too bitter.

"May I ask you, are you planning to tie your hands and have a good time? Or do you want these people of mine to waste some of their hands and feet, and then you will also have a good reputation for dying in honor? ”

Although many people around Sanxiang were aware of the unfathomable strength of the masked man, the person with a knife in his lower abdomen in front of him seemed to them to be just fish on a chopping board.

Looking at the people who were eager to try on the other side, Zongtian's crisis was finally clearly coming, although there were still many doubts about the masked man, but those seemed to be forever secrets with his failure, and for these bystanders, including himself, Zongtian was naturally not optimistic enough to feel that they could easily get out of here.