Chapter 239: A Knife Stream

Agito's eyes were still on Seven-Six just now, and he was pulling his bow to release a cold arrow. But he heard the sound of a humanoid cannonball breaking through the air, and when he looked up, he saw that the big knife wielded by the demon girl was rushing towards his door, and he immediately threw away his bow and arrow, and pulled out his scimitar to block. The expected sound of weapons colliding did not come, but the demon girl changed her posture in the air, her toes lightly touched the tip of the scimitar, and she dragged the long knife directly over the top of his head.

All this happened so fast that before Agito could figure it out, his body preceded his thoughts, and he took a few steps back in succession, trying to keep the demon girl in sight. But she quickly took a few steps backwards, but she didn't see where she flashed, and she unconsciously turned her head sideways, but she caught a glimpse of a black figure quickly rolling from under her.

"Oops!"

By the time Ajito was about to lean down to block, the knife was already slow!

Ni Xiaoye turned over and rushed horizontally, the long knife was held horizontally, poof, and a trace of blood floated out obliquely.

Seppuku!

Aguito looked down at his abdomen, so fast, so fast that he didn't have time to feel the pain, only to feel something gushing out of his abdomen, sliding.

"Don't look at it, it's disgusting, what about the intestines." Ni Xiaoye jumped away, she just wanted to try the seppuku move, but she didn't expect the effect to be too unaesthetic, so she would use it less in the future.

"Ahhh Aguito screamed and fished with his hands, but he didn't catch anything, and fell to the ground with a thud.

But the sound effect of his "ah" was very powerful, and the soldiers present suddenly froze, stopped their movements, and turned their heads to look at it. Their leader, the great Aguito, was lying in a pool of blood, his chest still heaving violently.

Standing beside her stood the arrogant enchantress who, with a knife in both hands, slashed off Ajito's head with a swing of a club. The head flew into the air, spinning and flicking red, still warm blood. Ni Xiaoye easily pulled out the flag of the Jijila tribe in the hand of a nearby soldier, and poked the head directly with the tip, and the blood dyed the flag red along the flagpole.

The wind in the wilderness blew the blood-stained flag wide, Ni Xiaoye stood there carrying the flag, licking his somewhat dry lips: "Are you still fighting?" ”

Everyone was stunned, "Agito! A woman's scream came out of the crowd, she rushed with a knife, and the person next to her automatically gave way to her.

Ren Na?

The woman in armor rushed out of the crowd, tall and strong, with red and black skin, square and resolute, with a heroic spirit between her eyebrows, she was a female man!

"Enchantress! I'll kill you! Kill her and avenge Aguito Khan! Ren Na brandished a scimitar and slashed Ni Xiaoye's façade.

"Kill her! Avenge Aguito! "It's a constant superfluous voice.

"Kill!" This is the voice of a soldier.

Ni Xiaoye closed his eyes, boom, boom, this is Wei Xikang's iron horse, you are finally here.

In a flash, Ren Na pounced, Ni Xiaoye waved the knife with one hand, and picked off the scimitar with the tip of the knife. With a wave of her hand, Ren Na untied the whip tied to her waist and threw it at Ni Xiaoye, the whip wrapped around the long knife and was pulled by Ren Na fiercely. "Kill her!" Ren Na yelled.

The guards rushed forward, countless scimitars raised, glowing scarlet in the evening glow.

As soon as Ni Xiaoye's hand loosened, Ren Na staggered back a few steps, "Whoosh!" Three Hidden Arrows went straight into her throat.

"You're good, but that's the end of it."

The Hidden Arrow sealed her mouth with blood, and Ren Na fell to the ground. Ni Xiaoye saw the position and threw the flagpole to Qiliu: "Next." ”

quickly dodged left and right, broke out of the encirclement, and the next moment came to Heng Duoyu and grinned at him.

Heng was stunned for a moment, but she grabbed her hands and lifted them, got into his arms, held his hand, and pressed the scimitar in his hand against his throat.

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