Chapter Sixty-Eight: Those who sneak up on will pay the price

On a battlefield where death can be lost at any moment, distraction is fatal. The assassin is uncontrollable, a dagger is wielded dazzlingly, completely pressing Artoria to fight, and if he continues like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to make five moves.

Artoria never thought she would lose out on distraction. It's just that she feels that what she just thought of is probably not as simple as an illusion.

Who is she? Who was King Arthur?

It was like a fog that lingered in Artoria's mind, making her a little uneasy.

The Assassin finally caught a flaw in Artoria and struck Artoria in the wrist. Artoria was in pain, and she couldn't help but let go, and the dagger in her hand fell straight to the ground. Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, he couldn't help but mock in a hoarse voice: "It's stupid to be distracted during the battle." Go to hell and repent. ”

Without hesitation, he wiped the dagger at Artoria's neck.

Artoria subconsciously closed her eyes, ready for death.

I don't blame anyone, I just blame myself for being distracted. It's just that, even at this moment, she still can't let go of that question. However, it seems that there is no time for yourself to think about it, really...... It's a pity......

But after a few seconds, the pain did not come. Not to mention the pain, the dagger didn't even touch her. He opened his eyes with some confusion, but saw Xie Xie stepping in the air, and a small hand grabbed the Assassin's neck and lifted him up. The Assassin's hands had been severed in unison, the incisions were as smooth as mirrors, and the two hands that ticked the blood on the ground looked so glaring.

The assassin waited for Xie Xie in disbelief, and said hoarsely, "How is it possible...... You're still fighting. ”

Xie Xie laughed, laughing so fiercely that that cute little face was a little distorted. He increased the strength of his hand, squeaking the Assassin's neck.

He had never been so angry. Even if he faced the black pupil last time, he was just angry, and he was angry. It's just that he only has anger in his heart now, an anger that wants to destroy everything.

It's the other way around! It's all fucking reversed! Damn, anyone who dares to move Lao Tzu under Lao Tzu's nose is fucking reversed!

Xie Xie is about to explode now, he just wants to know now, which Wang Ba dares to do it here. He's going to tear him down alive! Crush his bones little by little and throw them into the sea to feed Kewpie!

Bastard, taking advantage of Lao Tzu's deal with Zhao Yun and Webb, he blackmailed Artoria, and he didn't want to live!

Xie Xie gritted his teeth and looked at the assassin who was still struggling in his hand, and said word by word: "Say!" What a son of a son of a woman your master! ”

The Assassin sneered and said stiffly, "You don't want to get any news out of my mouth. Everyone died in battle by their own destiny, and when I died, I just returned to the Heroic Spirit Realm, and you still want to threaten me? ”

Xie Xie looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a corpse, and like he was looking at a piece of garbage. He burst out laughing, his right hand still pinching the Assassin's neck, and his left hand quickly shattered the Assassin's jaw. He was too lazy to take it off, so he just broke it. He was trying to prevent the cargo from committing suicide. Others don't know, he knows it very well. This guy is simply a pawn sent out to die, and there are many assassins, and there is more than one such one. Even if he died, his lord would not feel the slightest distress. In case he had some poison in his mouth, Xie Xie had nothing to do with him, so it was better to strike first. He didn't say it, Xie Xie had a way to make him say it. Heroic Spirits are just powerful people, and he doesn't mind letting these people taste what life is worse than death.

It turns out that even the Heroic Spirit is not exempt from the pain on the **. The assassin screamed and fainted.

Xie Xie pressed his hand on his clothes, froze him firmly, and made sure that he would never be able to escape, before throwing him on the ground like garbage, and said coldly: "Panel-kun, tell Estes, let her come over immediately, I need her." ”

"Yes." Panel-kun still replied slowly, as he looked like he didn't care about himself.

It wasn't until Xie Xie finished the whole work that Artoria came back to her senses from her stunned state.

Xie Xie's face softened a little, and he asked a little stiffly, "Are you okay?" ”

Artoria shook her head and shook her hand. Although she had been hit on the wrist by the Assassin, it was fine, just take a rest. She suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but look back at the place where Xie Xie had fought.

At this time, there was no figure of a fire dragon, only Yun Mei, who had recovered her black hair and dancing costume, fainted unconsciously, but it didn't seem to be much injured, but she was just knocked unconscious. But Weber was not treated so well. He was also unconscious, but he was hanging on a lamppost. The armor that was originally bright and bright was blackened, and part of the hair seemed to have been burned off, which looked slightly miserable.

The two oxen of the ox cart snorted suddenly, and they ran up and hit the lamppost, causing Webb to fall into the ox cart and carry Webb away.

Xie Xie ignored this scene that could have been put on the "animal world" and let Webb leave. Since he can defeat this thing once, he can naturally defeat him a second time. In contrast, he has more important things.

Don't look at him as if he has calmed down on the surface, in fact, he is just forcibly pressing. He was never a good man. He doesn't care much anymore, all he cares about is his own sister. If someone wants to attack his own sister, he will definitely not have any soft-heartedness. If you don't copy this group of daring bastards, you don't know what your surname is, it's just the opposite!

Looking at Xie Xie like this, Artoria suddenly raised her head, looked straight at Xie Xie who was still standing in the air, and asked with some hesitation, "Xie Xie...... Who was King Arthur? ”

Xie Xie didn't expect Artoria to ask such a question, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Where did you know this name?" He had already learned that in the history of this world, there was no legendary King Arthur, let alone Artoria Pendragon. Artoria would never have known the name.

Artoria looked a little confused, shook her head, and said, "I don't know. But while I was fighting, a voice suddenly came out of my heart telling me that Arthur's name was not to be dishonored. ”

Xie Xie frowned, then sighed and rubbed his eyebrows. He felt that maybe this matter was not as simple as he thought, and that something was about to come that would cause Artoria to think of something that she shouldn't remember. He pondered for a moment and said, "I know who Arthur is, but now is not the time to tell you. ”

"Well......" Artoria nodded, but the confusion on her face lingered for a long time. She didn't have the slightest doubt about that voice, because it was herself. However, is he really King Arthur?

Xie Xie tilted his head, didn't say anything to Artoria, and turned his head to look at Zhao Yun. At this moment, a shadow suddenly came to him. It was the same Assassin as the one lying on the ground.

Xie Xie snorted coldly, and with a slight wave of his hand, the assassin was slammed to the ground by an invisible force. It's just that he felt that the attack was a little inexplicable. Supposedly, the Assassin would never have sent these men to his death again.

That's right......

Xie Xie's face sank, raised his head, and looked around, but how could there be a figure of Yun Mei who fainted on the ground? It must have been someone who rescued her while he was dealing with the Assassin.

Xie Xie looked thoughtfully at the assassin who was directly knocked out by the gravity technique, suddenly thought of something, and laughed.

Yan Fengqi salutes you, the eighth king, if you dare to make a move on my people, wipe Lao Tzu's neck clean and wait for death. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net