Chapter 670: Playing with a knife in front of me, you're still too tender!
In an instant, everything, this sudden outbreak of the pinnacle showdown, came to an abrupt end!
However, when Ye Qingqing held back her fear and opened her eyes again in shock, the scene in front of her made her stunned all of a sudden!
I saw that at this time, I was still firmly held in my arms by this man!
It's just that from hugging her hands horizontally just now, to one hand, hugging her little waist tightly, so that she won't fall to the ground!
And the middle-aged man, who was as tall as a bear with a full face and beard, was standing in place like a wooden stake, not daring to move.
The white knuckle of his right hand clenched the sharp long knife, and he still maintained the posture of launching a counterattack after being hit upside down.
When he suddenly launched an attack just now, his face was full of anger and slaughter, his face was so pale that there was no blood, and even a little black!
There is still a trace of red blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, coupled with the sudden bloodshot at the corners of his eyes, it can be seen that he should have suffered some internal injuries!
At this moment, Zhao Xiaotian was holding her with one hand like this, holding her stiff and elastic buttocks with his palm, and standing in front of the middle-aged man without moving!
The expression is still cold and calm, but the temples are beating suddenly, and in the eyes, there is a faint bit of murder that goes deep into the bone marrow!
And in his right hand, at some point, there was a dagger with a dark blue body and a bewitching moon like a crescent.
Under the light, there is a biting chill permeating it, and it is dead on the other party's neck! The blade had cut through the skin, and a streak of blood was silently seeping through!
So in an instant, Ye Qingqing was completely stunned!
Although he also knows that this nominal husband has cultivated to break through the realm and desolation, and his internal strength has improved rapidly, even the old man Ye Buxiao is no longer his opponent!
But how could he have imagined that it had only been such a short time since he stepped into the Flood Desolation Realm, and his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to such an astonishing level?
In such a short moment, holding her in his arms was such a burden, not only did he easily dissolve the opponent's swift attack, but he not only slapped the opponent alive and suffered internal injuries!
And the other party didn't even have time to react and fight back, so he rushed up and put a knife on his neck!
You must know that this middle-aged man can also look at the few martial arts masters in the Flood Desolation Realm in China!
How could she not know how such a master of the Flood Desolation Realm, with all his might to suddenly launch a deadly sneak attack, had the power to destroy the world?
For a while, a jade arm reflexively wrapped around Zhao Xiaotian's neck, looking at this well-defined cheek that was close at hand, his heart was pounding violently, and his expression was sluggish!
At this time, Zhuge Fushen, who was still sitting in the tea party in the distance, stared at this scene with wide eyes, how could he not be shocked?
The left eyelid was throbbing, the old Long Zhong's body trembled violently, his face was also terrifyingly pale, and in his eyes, he couldn't hide the horror of a soul-devouring collarbone!
Quiescence!
The picture was completely frozen at this moment, and the entire teahouse turned into a dead silence!
The middle-aged man stood in place like this, letting the "Hades Blade" press against his throat, and he didn't even dare to move his fingers again!
How can you find the anger and murderous intent on the face when he suddenly launched the attack just now? endured the churning of the internal wounds, qi, blood and viscera, his face was like ashes, the Adam's apple was agitating up and down, and the beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead were rolling down one by one!
In his eyes, there was a moment of unforgettable panic and despair, and there were too many unbelievable shocks!
How could he not know, as long as he dared to move at this moment, even the slightest thought, the young man in front of him would definitely be merciless, cut his throat with a knife in his hand, and send him to the eighteenth layer of hell?
As time passed, the temperature of the air plummeted, and the condensation was so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe.
After a long time, Zhao Xiaotian's face was full of slaughter, and finally gradually dissipated, and when he looked at the middle-aged man again, he was already ridiculed and disdainful.
After a while, he coldly squeezed out a sentence, "I have to admit that your internal strength is pure enough, and your sword skills are also amazing enough!" But play with knives in front of me, you're still too tender! ”
"Nian in your Zhuge Xiong, a descendant of the Zhuge family, can be regarded as the adopted son of Zhuge Fushen, and even more so the only master of the Flood Realm since the decline of the Zhuge family, I will not kill you today, I will not kill you all!"
"But next time, if you dare to sneak attack behind the back in disregard of the way of martial arts, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to draw your sword, and I will personally send you to see the king of Hades!"
A sneer, the voice was only like a loud hammer, hitting the hearts of several people, "The fight just now, I believe you know!" Although it is also a flood and desolate realm, I, Zhao Xiaotian, want to take your life, such as probing for things! ”
After saying that, he finally slowly took the "Hades Blade" into his arms!
His expression was still calm, but he just looked up at Zhuge Fushen, who was also pale in the distance, turned around, hugged Ye Qingqing and walked towards the outside of the teahouse unhurriedly.
The steps are steady, and the back is still resolute and arrogant!
It was as if it had gone through a long century, and finally disappeared at the top of the staircase, disappearing from sight.
"Puff ......" Until this time, the middle-aged man couldn't help it anymore!
It seemed that all the mental power in the whole body was completely drained at this moment, and he sat on the ground weakly.
Looking at the wooden staircase in the distance, the direction in which the young man had left, as if he had been pardoned, he didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth and neck, and gasped!
It was as if he had walked in the hands of death, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his strong and rough body trembled like chaff!
In the teahouse, it became dead silence again!
After a long time, Zhuge Xiongcai finally calmed himself down a little, gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground with a disgraced face, dragged his legs, which were still a little weak, and walked heavily behind Zhuge Fu Shen step by step!
Bi Gong bent down respectfully, lowered his head, like a general who had returned from a defeated battle, and did not dare to say a word!
However, at this time, the next situation made him even more confused!
I saw in front of me, although this world-class martial arts was abolished and was no different from ordinary people, but once upon a time he was as famous as the Chinese martial arts, and he had always respected and respected the old man like a god, but he was indifferent to the indifference of the past, and his face was already difficult to see the extreme!
Standing up tremblingly, his face was so pale and angry that without warning, he slapped his backhand hard.
The voice trembled and hoarse, and there was a hysterical scolding, "Confused! Dozens of years old, why are you still acting so recklessly? ”
"Smack!" With a crisp sound, five clear finger prints quickly floated on his face full of horizontal flesh!
However, immediately after, Zhuge Fushen's eyes turned red under his righteous indignation, "How can you do anything to him?" And it's such a shady sneak attack? ”
"Do you think that just now he was empty-eyed, flying in front of my Zhuge ups and downs, and he can't tolerate it? To have egg on your face? ”
"Shame on you, I tell you! But today, I can't bear it, so I have to break my teeth and endure it! ”
(End of chapter)