At this moment, he kept cursing himself in his heart, blaming himself for being cheap, saying what 'twelve earthly branches' and mentioning 'red iron branding'. Now it's okay to get in trouble.

Suddenly, "Wow!" Bang. Tang Xinqi, who was holding the double blades, shook his body, leaving only an afterimage in place, but his real body had disappeared without a trace in the field of vision of the Yan soldiers.

When Yan Bing came back to his senses, the two sharp blades had already landed on his throat, and Tang Xinqi had quietly walked behind him without knowing when. It was intended to end the farce with a clean assassination pose.

This sudden surprise shocked Yan Bing's heart. Unexpectedly, the little nurse's offensive routines and body shape and footwork were completely different from before, which caught people off guard and caught them off guard.

And at the same time as she attacked, she was able to hide her own murderous aura well.

This alone was something that Yan Bing never expected, because he understood that it was difficult for the breath to be hidden. Only a master can control the breath emitted by himself freely, so as to achieve the effect of concealment. Make it impossible for the opponent to rely on the breath to capture their position.

Fortunately, the Yan Soldier's reaction was relatively fast, when he realized that the blade was already in his throat. He didn't hesitate at all, just used his back to rely heavily on Tang Xinqi behind him, and used the method of leaning back with the center of gravity of his body to successfully crack the situation of being blocked and cutting his throat.

Although this wave of assassination was unsuccessful, instinct had already warned Yan Bing that he must not take her lightly again. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may really be separated by yin and yang.

Tang Xinqi had already expected that this trick of cutting his throat would definitely be easily resolved by him, but the real purpose of his trick was not here. Instead, they want to use this move to shorten the distance between each other, so as to start close combat. This time, we will never give him any chance to breathe, let alone let him pull away from safety again, and we must fight quickly.

Following the routine of being resolved by the Yan soldiers, Tang Xinqi did not stop the attack, but broke out with a continuous stab like a storm, the speed of the two daggers was so fast that it was impossible to see it with the naked eye, due to the extremely fast speed, the daggers inadvertently began to transform into the afterimage of the debut road, and came close to the Yan soldiers.

Tang Xinqi cooperated with the pace of the next three roads, pressing tightly, and the knife was fatal. In the shadow of the sword and sword, the Yan soldiers had to be cautious and adopt dodge tactics to try to find out the path of the knife. But because the speed of the dagger is so fast, even dodging is about to become a problem, let alone seeing the path of the knife.

In the face of the little nurse's life-threatening attack, although Yan Bing has not been injured until now, the coat he wears is full of holes poked by daggers, and now he is like a beggar in rags.

Seeing that it was not a way to go on like this, the Yan soldiers in the dodge began to quietly observe the surrounding environment, trying to find a solution.

In the middle of the night, in the corridor of the inpatient building, a man and a woman began to dance a gorgeous dance without background music. If the previous pas de deux was a prelude, it was a curtain show. Now this dance is the official performance of the hero and heroine. The contestants are full of beauty between their gestures, and they are full of elegance in the alternation of dance steps that go back and forth.

In the continuous dodge, Yan Bing's body gradually became familiar with the law and gradually entered the state. From one hit in five attacks at the beginning, to one hit in ten attacks now. Tang Xinqi's personal tactics are gradually losing their power with the passage of time.

The Yan soldier in the dodge quickly grabbed a gap, and suddenly, he suddenly took a small leap backwards, and inexplicably idled in a circle. There are also more 'weapons' in his hands. If you look closely, you can see that there is an extra belt on your hand that should have been tied to the waistband of your pants - the belt is also.

Tang Xinqi's eyebrows only frowned slightly habitually when he saw it, and he snorted coldly disapprovingly. Without making any adjustments, continue to face up with your sword and launch close combat.

The Yan Soldier, who used his belt as a 'weapon', was obviously much more relaxed than before when dealing with the dagger that swirled like a storm.

However, Yan Bing did not use the belt as a long whip, but held the two ends of the belt with both hands and straightened it to make a simple block. But every time she succeeded in blocking the next attack, before she could put away the knife, Yan Bing reversed the tight and straight belt of his trousers in his hand, trying to fix her hand in a knotted way, intending to use this method to remove the dagger she was holding tightly in her hand.

After a few rounds back and forth, due to the participation of this strange trouser belt, Tang Xinqi's offensive almost did not improve, and he completely lost his previous advantage. After several successes in a row, she consumed a lot of physical strength, and she was already exhausted.

Only then did Tang Xinqi realize and notice the power of this trouser belt, and he had almost been unloaded with the dagger with the trouser belt in his hand several times just now. Looking at the straight belt of Yan Bing's hand, he really wanted to cry without tears, and there was nothing he could do about him.

Realizing that his attacks didn't work for him anymore, it would be a futile waste of energy to continue like this. Thinking of this, Tang Xinqi had to take the initiative to stop the originally pressing offensive and think about the next countermeasure.

And the Yan soldier in front of him saw that she stopped the offensive, hurriedly freed up one hand, lifted the sliding pants, and secretly sighed to himself, if he continued to do it, he would have to show people with underwear.

He clasped his hands into fists and said earnestly: "This girl! Aren't we going to fight? My takeaway is cold! My hostess..."

Just as Yan Bing spoke, he saw Tang Xinqi squatting down without warning, and inexplicably began to re-tie his shoes. She replied coldly, "Humph! 'Hellhound' If you don't face me seriously, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in your life~"

After saying that, she slowly stood up, this time holding the dagger in both hands in the opposite direction, and once again swinging the gong frame, as if she wanted his 'dog' life.

Seeing this, Yan Bing had no choice but to pout helplessly, and just wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but the word "I" just popped out of his mouth.

Tang Xinqi flashed in front of his eyes, and disappeared out of thin air. This disappearance was completely different from the previous one, and even the afterimage that should have been left was invisible. The breath also disappeared completely. Not even the slightest sound could be heard, as if she had never been there.

At this moment, the corridor was empty, except for Yan Bing, and even the sound of a needle falling could be heard, and the silence was terrifying.