"Hehe, whether you are ashamed or not, Your Excellency will know if you try it." Li Xinwen's words fell, her hands were on her chest, the blade of the dagger was facing outward, and her body was half-squatting, obviously ready to attack. Xiao Ya knowingly took out the vajra cone, and with a wave of her jade hand, the vajra cone shot out, straight to the cold chest.

Leng Mian was not afraid, and with a light knock of the blade of the katana, he lifted the vajra cone away, and stepped on the mysterious steps under his feet, killing the two of them. This time Leng Mian adjusted his tactics again, Leng Mian is not a person who likes to defend to the death, he firmly believes that offense is the best defense.

So whenever he decides to defend to the death, it's when he attacks the sharpest. The blade swung and an afterimage flashed. Li Xinwen still stood in place and didn't make a move, her eyes were really bright, he was waiting for an opportunity. Wait for a flaw, wait for a chance to defeat the enemy.

Li Xinwen's cold posture would not understand, but if she is timid because of her attitude, isn't it defeat without a fight? Leng Mian will not allow himself to be timid, thinking of this, the cold light in Leng Mian's eyes is even better, and the knife technique is even more terrifying.

Xiaoya was panting and panting, and she could barely keep up with the speed of cold noodles. But Xiaoya knew that she had to believe Li Xinwen at this time, time was still passing, and a minute would pass quickly. Leng Mian was almost killing Li Xinwen in front of her, and Xiao Ya was about to be forced to retreat under this stone coffin.

Li Xinwen still moved, but the sharpness in her eyes became more profound. Another minute, Xiao Ya finally couldn't stand it anymore, she stretched out the King Kong umbrella to block a murderous straight shot from the cold face, although she was not injured, but this time she had forced her to lose her defensive position and float away towards the stone coffin.

Leng Mian only needed one more knife to stab Li Xinwen's body, but Li Xinwen was still motionless. What a competitive little fellow, what a dead duck with a hard mouth, I'll break your last naïve illusion. The cold noodles are finally out of the knife, in order to avoid Li Xinwen's counterattack, the cold noodles are very particular about the knife, it is an arc.

In addition to attacking, almost all possible enemy counterattack routes are locked, except. Li Xinwen finally moved, and the target was the indefensible dead corner of the cold face, her legs. One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Li Xinwen's entire body almost clinged to the stone coffin and slashed towards Leng Mian's legs.

This kind of attack can be described as a fatal approach, even if it can hit Leng Mian's legs, it can't be fatal with one blow, Leng Mian only needs a backhand knife to attack Li Xinwen's defenseless vest. Is this little guy trying to compete with me? Leng Mian is also a tomb robber who has been sitting for twenty years, he has never seen any danger, and he is never afraid when he dies together.

When the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, this truth has been engraved into the soul of Leng Mian, so Leng Mian is not afraid to fight with his life at any time. Knowing that his legs were exposed, Leng Mian did not defend at all, but quickly retracted the knife and forked it downward.

Seeing that the fight between the two sides had reached a white-hot stage, Liu Xiaoge was sweating profusely, wanting to help but unable to start, seeing that Li Xinwen was about to die, he wanted to exclaim but was afraid that it would affect Li Xinwen, so he could only purse his mouth, his nervous lips were biting and bleeding, and he didn't know it.

Looking at Li Xinwen's side again, when Li Xinwen's double daggers were about to be inserted into the ankles of the cold face, Li Xinwen's originally calm face smiled slightly. Throwing his hands upward, the two daggers stabbed straight to the lifeline of Leng Mian from below, and Leng Mian's face changed in vain, this is a man's weakness.

Although Leng Mian hated himself very much, it was not such a ruthless method, and the belief in exchanging injuries for injuries in his heart collapsed all of a sudden. The blade turns around, and the offense turns into defense. Blocking Li Xinwen's two daggers, although the cold face of this change is already very fast, it is a pity that there is still a gap with Li Xinwen, who has been planning for a long time.

This hasty change of trick was suddenly forced into a disadvantage by Li Xinwen, and Xiaoya also stepped on the chain at this time and swung back, and stabbed the King Kong cone in her hand without hesitation. Unless the three heads and six arms are the same as the oviparous people, there is no way to parry this cold face.

Leng Mian understands at the moment, these two women are even more insidious than him, although he is known as Leng Mian, he was actually forced to be like this by two women. Leng Mian began to get angry, so he simply didn't dodge or dodge, planning to take a blow from Xiaoya and kill Li Xinwen too.

The katana was caught by the dagger and couldn't be pulled out for a while, so Leng Mian raised his foot and stepped on Li Xinwen's head. Intending to kick this woman to death, Xiao Ya was completely crazy when she saw Leng Mian, and the movements in her hand also increased with more force, and Leng Mian took out a hand to block it in front of her chest.

Soon blood gushed out, and Xiaoya's vajra cone pierced Leng Mian's arm and inserted it into Leng Mian's chest. Leng Mian gasped, forcibly endured the pain, and his feet were not affected at all. As if the body was not her own, this tightness made Xiaoya look shocked.

Li Xinwen had expected that cold noodles would be like this, isn't it ruthless? Li Xinwen doesn't plan to fight Leng Mian to the end, and it is the best policy to accept it when she sees it. So he withdrew his hands and put them on his head, although this time it was very fast, but it was still not solid, and he barely protected his head.

But the force of Leng Mian's kick was so great that it was lifted on Li Xinwen's arm, and Li Xinwen felt that her arm was hurting as if it had been kicked off. After the pain, the whole arm was a little uncontrollable, although it failed to seriously injure Li Xinwen with one kick, but fortunately, Li Xinwen was forced to withdraw the dagger, and the katana in his hand was free.

Leng Mian brandished the knife flower and forced Xiaoya back, and the two sides distanced themselves again. Li Xinwen staggered to her feet with her arms covered, covering her chest with a cold face, her face a little pale. By this time, the time was exactly five minutes.

Leng Mian looked at Li Xinwen's soft arm, it seemed that there was an unexpected gain, this Li Xinwen's hand was abolished in a short time, so that she could not shoot arrows, and her goal was achieved. Although a little annoyed and unwilling, Leng Mian still chose a tactical retreat.

said to Li Xinwen: "Your hands are wasted, time is running out, you are too late." Look, the witch corpses are coming. "It turns out that at this time, the third witch corpse was also liberated, and now the three witch corpses are running towards the last stone coffin under their feet.

Seeing the three witch corpses rushing over on the monstrous wave of human bones, the state of the three of them is not too good now, and they can't deal with the witch corpses at all, Leng Mian is right, his plan has actually failed at this moment. Leng Mian sneered three times, jumped into the sea of human bones, and disappeared without a trace in a few times.

Xiaoya helped Li Xinwen and asked, "Little sister, let's withdraw, it won't help to stay here." Li Xinwen nodded unwillingly, and the two returned to the outside of the high platform along the chain, and met Liu Xiaoge and the three of them. Liu Xiaoge looked at Li Xinwen worriedly and said, "Senior Sister Li, are you okay?"

Li Xinwen didn't have the time to pay attention to Liu Xiaoge's cold and warm at the moment, and took out a roll of gauze from her backpack, Liu Xiaoge stepped forward without saying a word, held Li Xinwen's injured arm, and when she touched her bones, she knew that her hand was really kicked off. Li Xinwen looked at Liu Xiaoge in a cold sweat and said, "Will you be able to take the bones straight?" ”

Liu Xiaoge nodded and grabbed Li Xinwen's arm, clicked a few times to take it back, and then fixed it with a hard object and tied it with gauze. The technique is done in one go, without any mud and water. Although it seems that Liu Xiaoge's mentality is very good and his techniques are also very good, Liu Xiaoge's heart is half dead of nervousness, this is the first time he has given people a straight bone, and he can't forgive himself if he straightens it up.

was picked up by Liu Xiaoge, and Li Xinwen's complexion eased a lot. Liu Xiaoge stood in front of Li Xinwen and said, "If you are injured, just stay and be messed around, and leave the rest to a few of us." This is what Li Xinwen saw, and the little monkey and the fat man also surrounded her.

The little monkey smiled and said: "Yes, although the little brother is very weak and a little unreliable, but the fat man and I are pure masters, and we will stand up to the sky when it falls." The fat man's face was a little strange and said: "I rely on you two little guys, you guys pick up girls by yourself, what do you have to do with the fat man." Come on, who called the fat master your senior, this matter is on me, little girl, you have a good rest, Xiaoya, you protect her, and the next thing is the battle between the masters. ”

Although Xiaoya and Li Xinwen listened to a word of gentlemen on the left and a pure gentleman on the right, they were a little uncomfortable in their hearts, but this time they were not so disgusted. For they could tell, the three men did not disdain their abilities, but spoke out of a kind of protection for their fellow soldiers.

The starting point is different, so the effect is completely different, Li Xinwen and Xiaoya obediently retreated to the side. Everyone once again focused their attention on the intermediate witch corpses, and the three witch corpses launched a fierce attack on the stone coffin, unlike the previous times when they used skulls to bite slowly, this time, they rolled up a wave of human bones.

Not only did it hit the stone coffin, but the stone coffin was knocked out of the crack in a few clicks, and again, the entire stone coffin was shattered, and the last witch corpse was finally liberated. The uneasy feeling in Liu Xiaoge's heart had reached a fixed point, and he knew that these four witch corpses must have some special effect.

Looking at the performance of Leng Mian, you can know that it has a lot to do with this final time, and now that it can't be stopped, then you can only wait and see what happens. I saw that the four witch corpses quickly drifted past the lieutenant general, standing in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and north.

Liu Xiaoge confirmed the time for the last time, and there was still the last minute. Liu Xiaoge always felt that there was something else to do in this last one, but in the face of the surging waves of human bones, Liu Xiaoge sadly found that he still couldn't do anything. The most powerless thing for a person is to watch a tragedy happen, and there is really nothing to change himself.

Unwilling, powerless, Liu Xiaoge grabbed his hair in pain, he thought hard about what he could do. Just when Liu Xiaoge was extremely irritable from being harassed by negative emotions, a pair of big hands pressed on his head. It's a fat man, Liu Xiaoge turned his head to look at the fat man's grinning expression, I don't know why, the sullen in my heart seems to be suppressed.

Soon the sea of human bones changed dramatically, no longer a monstrous wave, but a return to calm. In this calm, the dark tide was surging, and at the top of the Dianjiang platform, suddenly a pillar of light shot down, the pillar of light was blue-green, burning this flame, which was a pillar of flame formed by the fire of the human face.