Everyone can see that when the sword of the mountain wind pierces the cold ice, the cold sword will also pierce the heart of the mountain wind.

Xiang Gao Jun couldn't help but open his mouth: "Cold ......"

It's just that before he finished speaking, Duan Tian pulled him behind him and let him swallow the rest of the words.

He turned his head to look at Duan Tian and was about to ask, but he closed his mouth subconsciously, because Duan Tian had already flashed out Madam Xu's dagger at this time, and his two eyes were staring at the two people who were fighting.

Obviously, as long as Leng Bing was in danger, Duan Tian would rise into the air like a poisonous tongue.

Senior Brother Shanfeng's face changed, and he could naturally see it, but he never expected that Leng Bing would play his life directly.

He hesitated slightly, and the sword in his hand naturally slowed down by half a beat.

Seeing this, Duan Tian smiled slightly, put his mind at ease, shook his wrist, put Mrs. Xu away, and turned to his waist to dig it out, and a box of silver needles appeared in his hand.

Xiang Gao Jun was inexplicable, he didn't know why Duan Tian suddenly made such a move, and looked back at Leng Bing.

Leng Bing has been listening intently, and the golden moment of the hesitation of the Mountain Wind Sword, she naturally will not miss it.

Leng Bing's wrist flicked, and his speed skyrocketed.

The Sword of the Nose Passage.

It is like a beautiful woman, twisting her soft and boneless body, elegantly and dignified into the arms of a tall and strong man, the man is trying to show his majesty, but he never thought that the beautiful woman suddenly changed the scenery.

The femininity is not there, it is all cold.

A sword pointed out, piercing the heart.

It's too late to react, and you can only use your flesh and blood to bear the sharp sword of steel.

The result is natural.

A cold light flashed, and the black sword shadow disappeared in an instant, and the entire scene in the hall returned to calm.

The sword of the mountain wind pierced into the cold chest.

The skin was broken, blood was splattered, but that was all, no arteries were punctured, and no heart was pierced.

It stopped there.

It wasn't the mountain wind that wanted to stop, but the cold sword that pierced his throat first.

Half an inch more.

It is just this half inch that determines the victory or defeat, as well as life and death.

The mountain breeze painfully regretted why he hesitated so much.

It's just that he didn't have much time to regret it, so he hesitated for a moment and sent himself to hell.

"Plop—"

The blood of the mountain wind bubbled like a fountain, and his whole body was soon wet with blood, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes widened, and he looked at the ceiling, as if he had seen the sun and the sky through the ceiling.

Blood gushed out, followed by a beautiful spill.

The mountain wind is dead.

Leng Bing half-knelt down.

She clutched her wounds and didn't dare to move.

Although the sword did not pierce the blood vessels, it also left a scar, and it was likely to be sprayed out with a large movement.

The line between life and death.

Duan Tian's eyes were quick, he took a step forward, pinched a few silver needles and stabbed them like lightning, stopping the cold injury.

Leng Bing looked at Duan Tian and sat quietly next to him, his face a little pale.

Xiang Gao Jun helped Yang Yingying, who was dizzy, to come to Leng Bing's side, put it down gently, and then glared at the Ritchie elite with a riot stick.

Looking at the lifeless mountain wind, the Ritchie Elite was once again in a trance.

Senior Brother Mountain Wind died like this?

They think it's a fantasy, it's a mountain wind, it's a grade higher than Shandian, and it's also the person that Lijiangnan relies on the most.

It's just that no matter how much you don't believe it, the bloody facts are also in front of you.

Mountain Wind is really dead. There is no public anger, no revenge.

Although the Ritchie elite is strong, when they meet people like Duan Tian and Leng Bing, they are more afraid.

Humans and beasts, green, mountain wind, mountain wind, mountain rain, mountain lightning, mountain thunder, mountain artillery, these people who were coaxing cattle in their eyes were all destroyed and killed by Duan Tian and the three of them.

Although Xiang Gaojun looked a little developed on all fours, he had seen him smash a monk to death with a stick and rampage with no less speed than cold ice, where could those elites have the slightest contempt.

They can only fear, how can they not be afraid?

Everything is like a nightmare that you can't wake up from, and this nightmare is even more terrifying, because it's a real horror that can't be changed.

Although they are still outnumbered, although they have knives and guns in their hands, although Leng Bing is also injured, although Duan Tian and Yang Yingying are still dragged down.

Although there are still many to be found, no one dares to charge.

One by one, they loosened and tightened the weapons in their hands, and they also looked at each other in twos and threes, although they did not dare to speak, but exchanged thoughts with their eyes.

Duan Tian glanced at everyone: "Surrender!"

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