said that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, the sword had already arrived in front of Wu Yan's eyes, piercing Wu Yan's throat!

It's too late to hide!

What to do?

At this critical moment, Wu Yan suddenly remembered something he had put on the shopping shelf in Taobao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That is, the commemorative badge of Grandpa Mao's leader, which Wu Yan admires, is said to be gold-plated, able to never fade, and it is also particularly hard!

Time is of the essence, there is no other way!

Wu Yan hurriedly clicked on the confirmation in his mind, took the commemorative badge of Grandpa Mao's leader in his hand, held it tightly, and blocked it in front of his throat.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword pierced the coat of arms, and there was a piercing sound of metal grinding.

Just enough to block!

"Poof!"

Just when Wu Yan was secretly rejoicing in his heart, suddenly there was a strange sound, and the sword actually pierced the badge, and the tip of the sword emerged from the middle of the badge, and continued to approach Wu Yan's throat!

Wu Yan vaguely saw that there was an unknown thing on the tip of the sword, and he also smelled a strange smell.

"The sword must be coated with poison!"

Wu Yan was on Earth, he had read too many novels, and this strange phenomenon on the sword immediately made him react!

The poison of this sword is probably extraordinary!

Even if it's just a little bit, you will die in an instant!

In a hurry, Wu Yan activated the spiritual aperture, took a sharp breath, and sucked all the surrounding spiritual energy into his body, transformed it into spiritual power, and condensed it in his hand.

Finally, the tip of the sword was blocked, and it was stuck on the badge and stopped advancing.

However, the impact of the sword body was too great, and Wu Yan even wore a badge and hit his throat hard.

Wu Yan could even feel the coldness of the tip of the sword!

Fortunately, the tip of the sword only touched the skin of Wu Yan's throat, but it didn't move forward.

However, the huge momentum still knocked Wu Yan away, and the whole person fell into the weeds on the side of the road.

Wu Yan used the commemorative badge of Grandpa Mao's leader that was prepared and placed in the shopping cart to block this killer blow!

But the strong impact force also made the badge take his hand and hit his throat hard, knocking Wu Yan's whole person into the weeds on the side of the road.

This ferocious killer in black only delayed for a moment before he chased after him again.

The blue sword body, glittering in the moonlight, came straight to Wu Yan's chest.

Wu Yan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and had a chance to open his mouth and shout for help!

However, as soon as I opened my mouth, I found that my throat was hit by my own hand like this, and the injury was not light, and I couldn't make a sound for a while!

Damn, this assassin is so powerful that he can't even shout for help, what can I do!

Wu Yan was shocked, but before he had time to think about it, the sword had already arrived in front of him.

Pregnant!

Wu Yan hurriedly brought up a bottle of mustard from Taobao and threw it at the assassin.

The Assassin's sword deflected slightly, piercing the bottle of mustard powder, spraying mustard powder everywhere!

There are some that go straight to the assassin's face!

Wu Yan was smug when the assassin suddenly exhaled a mouthful of white gas, spraying the mustard powder away, and still stabbing at Wu Yan with his sword.

Wu Yan hurriedly bought a few more bottles and threw them at the black-clothed assassin.

The black-clothed assassin learned to be obedient, but he no longer used his sword to stab, but played a sword flower, forming a scene of sword light, enveloping Wu Yan.

When the mustard powder bottle touched the sword light, it was immediately shattered, and the black-clothed assassin immediately spewed out a mouthful of white gas, and these bottles of mustard powder were all thrown at Wu Yan.

At this time, the assassin was already very close to Wu Yan, and in a hurry, Wu Yan had no way to hide, and before he could close his eyes, he was sprayed all over his face with mustard powder.

Some of the mustard powder got into his nose, making Wu Yan want to sneeze, and some stuck to his eyelids and eyelashes, so spicy that Wu Yan didn't dare to open his eyes.

"Oops, I moved a stone and shot myself in the foot!"

Wu Yan's heart sank!

Taking advantage of Wu Yan's inability to open his eyes, the black-clothed assassin grabbed his sword tightly and stabbed Wu Yan's heart violently!

Wu Yan had just gotten up from the ground at this time, and he had climbed up halfway, and he hadn't even straightened his waist, so he still had time to dodge!

In a panic, Wu Yan suddenly took another breath of spiritual energy, and with his meager spiritual power, he twisted his waist back.

The assassin's sword had already pierced, cutting through the clothes on Wu Yan's waist, and it was stabbed against the skin on Wu Yan's waist!

A sword stabbed through, and the assassin had already arrived in front of Wu Yan, although Wu Yan couldn't open his eyes, he could also feel the cold murderous aura in his eyes!

Seeing that the assassin was about to swing his sword horizontally and give Wu Yan a halving, Wu Yan suddenly straightened his waist, stretched his face forward, and pasted it on the assassin's face!

The Assassin's face was covered with a black veil, but not his eyes!

A lot of the mustard powder on Wu Yan's face was smeared on the assassin's veil, and some was also smeared on the assassin's eyes.

Although the assassin closed his eyes in time, he did not know how powerful wasabi wasabi was, and soon opened them again.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the mustard powder entered his eyes, irritating his eyes, and tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Wu Yan also took this opportunity to take a few breaths of aura and jumped aside.

At this moment, neither of them could open their eyes.

Wu Yanyuan thought that he had a psychic aura, and he could feel the presence of the assassin with his eyes closed, and he would definitely reverse the situation.

Unexpectedly, this assassin was actually very sensitive, as long as Wu Yan made a slight movement, he could react in time, and a sword danced impenetrable and sprinkled towards Wu Yan.

It looks like a third eye!

However, Wu Yan also came to his senses, constantly inhaling the aura, moving and dodging, and avoiding the sword again and again.

However, the surrounding aura became thinner and thinner, and Wu Yan's movements became slower and slower.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Yan pulled his legs and ran away!

Although Wu Yan has his eyes closed, because he has opened his spiritual aperture, he can perceive the surrounding environment, so he also runs through the cracks and needles, and runs to complex terrain.

The assassin was in hot pursuit, and he was not pulled down at all, and even chased closer and closer.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up again, Wu Yan had nothing to do, and he also had time to relax, so he tried to reverse the aura and transform it into internal force.

Under the dual effect of internal force and spiritual power, the speed really increased a lot, and the assassin was pulled away again.

Wu Yan was happy, but the assassin took out the hidden weapon from his waist and shot at Wu Yan one after another.

Don't look at his eyes can't be opened, but he shoots accurately.

Wu Yan dodged and was confused, only to be chased by the assassins again.

At this time, Wu Yan was already exhausted, and when he reached the limit, he couldn't run at all!

Seeing that the assassin had already chased after him, the sword in his hand was about to stab.

Wu Yan suddenly felt that there was a hut in front of him, so he hurriedly rushed in.

The Assassin rushed in as well.

Wu Yan hid at the foot of the wall, secretly wiped some of the mustard powder off his face, opened his left eyelid slightly, and looked out through the gap in his eye.

This look frightened Wu Yan to the point of dissipation - this hut was actually a land temple, and there were no windows at all!

The assassin blocked the door, already sensing Wu Yan's presence, and was not in a hurry.

Holding a sword in one hand, playing with a sword flower, he danced a scene of impermeable sword light and covered Wu Yan.

With his other hand, he took something out of his bosom and wiped it into his eyes, presumably some kind of medicine that could relieve the irritation of mustard.

Wu Yan bought a lot of things from Taobao and kept throwing them at the assassin.

The assassin seemed to know that Wu Yan had nowhere to escape, and unhurriedly danced the sword curtain, piercing everything Wu Yan threw out.

The sword curtain was unobstructed, surrounding Wu Yan tightly, and there was not a single gap to escape.

Moreover, the sword curtain is still shrinking, and it looks like it is about to stab Wu Yan's body!

Wu Yan had already shrunk his body into a dry piece of wood and nailed it tightly to the foot of the wall, unable to move at all!

The next moment, the sword curtain was about to peel off the first layer of skin on Wu Yan's body.

Then, layer by layer, Wu Yan's flesh and torso were cut into a rain of blood!