Chapter 17 Serious Injuries Matter of Life and Death

"I ......" Before Wu Ming's words could be spoken, Mu Qing shook his head and signaled that he didn't need to say anything, but there was more loneliness in his expression.

"I can't blame you, I can't get out alive anyway, I thought about solving the guy with the big gun for you, but I didn't do it, I solved this insidious guy, the shield is for you, you have to come on, remember to help me pass the word, tell that girl, big brother can't go back." ”

As soon as Mu Qing's hand slapped the shield beside him, the shield naturally flew to Wu Ming's side, surrounding him, and at the same time, the sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, quietly clinging to Wu Ming's arm, and after doing everything, Mu Qing seemed to have no regrets, and slowly closed his eyes.

Another person died in Wu Ming's arms.

The ice mist gradually dispersed, and the figures of the three people gradually appeared in front of Wu Ming's eyes, the spear-wielding monk, the double-knife monk, and the crossbow monk, their bodies had countless wounds, and their clothes had already been torn out, and they had already been seriously injured at a glance, but the serious injuries were not fatal.

"Unexpectedly, the most hidden thing is actually you, this guy, although I don't know why you didn't bring your spirit weapon, but I'm very lucky, otherwise, we probably wouldn't be able to deal with you. The crossbow-wielding monk leaned against the wall, his ornate feather coat in tatters, and the corners of his mouth still had blood stains that had not had time to be wiped away.

The monk with the gun was still standing upright, but the hand holding the gun trembled slightly, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and there was no other emotion, although he was seriously injured, he became more and more brave the more he fought, and he looked like a martial idiot.

"Okay, you're much more interesting than the other bales, don't worry, I won't take advantage of it, I'll wait until you're well rested before fighting you." With that, the gun-wielding monk sat down on the ground and rubbed his trembling little arms.

Wu Ming sneered, this is obviously to rest by himself, and what to say about giving himself time to rest, he has a long and righteous appearance, but unfortunately he is also a scheming villain, he is belligerent and does not dare to fight, and he is destined to have no future.

"Coward, the move he made just now has already hollowed out the aura in his body, although he is not injured, but he is a monk without aura, you don't dare to make a move, wait for him to rest for a while There is aura in his body, how can we fight him with our seriously injured body?"

The spear-wielding monk who was seen through his mind did not blush, and while hurrying to repair the injuries on his body, he said: "You took advantage of the weakness, it is not the work of any gentleman, call me a coward, I think you are a real villain." ”

"That's right, I'm a real villain, what's wrong, otherwise I wouldn't have taken advantage of the situation to kill the guy with the sword before, but why did the guy with the long knife rush up and stab him to death as soon as he fell to the ground, it seems that you are no better than me, what kind of good person is here."

Among us, it is estimated that the guy with the shield just now still talked about some benevolence and morality, but unfortunately, such a good person was first attacked and died in the hands of his own people, which is sad and lamentable. ”

He glanced meaningfully at the spear-wielding monk who was still racing against time, and then turned to the crossbow-wielding monk: "I'm just a villain, I'm going to make a move, are you going to go with me, or do you want to be a decent gentleman?"

"I'm going with you, I'm afraid he will recover, and I won't be able to deal with it. ”

"Okay, I'll attack, you respond, by the way, don't let any righteous gentlemen sneak attack. As soon as the double knife monk touched the double knife, his body began to dive, although it was not as easy as at the beginning, but it was enough to deal with Wu Ming, who had no aura.

Wu Ming let go of the corpse in his arms, and in the face of the rushing double sword monk, all he could do was to resist with all his might, without aura, he still had a body of martial arts, didn't he?

"Drink!" With a soft drink, the short knife slashed horizontally, Wu Ming didn't have time to dodge at all, he could only block it with a vertical sword, a huge force came from the sword, his body flew out upside down, hit the wall and stopped, and another arrow struck, directly penetrating his shoulder.

"Poof" blood spurted out, he just stretched out his hand to wipe it off, the double knife monk had already arrived in front of him, raised the knife and slashed again, the shield automatically blocked the short knife, for a while, the long sword held on Wu Ming's arm ejected out like a poisonous snake, cutting off the lower leg of the double knife monk, at the same time, the shield also fell to the ground because it could not withstand the power, and there was no ability to automatically resist the enemy.

As soon as the Monk with the Two Knives was injured and fell to the ground, the monk with the spear immediately stood up from the ground with his spear in his hand, and stabbed the opponent in the back with his spear.

"You villain, you're really going to sneak attack!" the crossbow-wielding monk stood behind the double-knife monk, holding the crossbow in both hands and confronting the spear-wielding.

The spear-wielding monk didn't care, playing with the long spike on the head of the spear, and looked at the crossbow-wielding monk with a disdainful face: "I said you are all fools, those two guys have no combat effectiveness, we two can easily kill them, and then we will decide the winner soon?"

There will only be one person who binds, and everyone else will die, what's the use of you protecting him now, is it possible that you are willing to commit suicide in the end, and then be a binder for him, and get the full inheritance of the power?"

"You ......" The crossbow monk was speechless for a while, he would definitely not commit suicide to give others a chance, but he just couldn't stand what the other party said in a high-sounding manner, and he used a knife behind others' backs.

"I know that both of them will die like this, but I don't want them to die in front of you scumbag, anyway, you and I will have a battle, so it's better for us to divide the victory and defeat first and then solve the two of them. The crossbow-wielding monk would not give an inch, which made the spear-wielding monk a little annoyed.

"Okay, well, since you are bent on death, I will fulfill you first. "The body of the spear is entwined with dragons and phoenixes, and the spear-wielding monk swings out a full moon with both guns, fighting with the crossbow-wielding monk.

The feather arrow on Wu Ming's shoulder pierced his shoulder, pinning him to the wall, unable to move, and the double sword monk was six or seven feet in front of him, his two calves were cut, and he sat there paralyzed, unable to move anymore, the two of them were just waiting for death.

The knife of the double knife monk just now did not hit Wu Ming's body, but his strength had already hit Wu Ming's internal organs, and at this moment, Wu Ming only felt that every part of his body was as painful as if it was being burned by fire.

In addition, the wounds on his body have been bleeding out, and his consciousness has begun to blur, but he knows that he can't just fall like this, his sister hasn't been found yet, Li Qianfeng is not dead yet, and he has to promise Mu Qing to find the girl named Weiyang, he must not die here.

I don't know why, at this critical moment, Wu Ming looked up at the black giant sword hanging in the center of the house.