Chapter 163: Backstabbing

"Blood, it's blood! It's his blood! He didn't care about life and death to save me!" Ling Moyu woke up in an instant, his pupils suddenly dilated - in front of her, a slightly emaciated figure blocked in front of him, a golden big knife in his right hand, a guqin in his left hand and stuck it on the ground, plucking the strings himself, and his chest was stuck with the opponent's Mitsubishi thorn.

At this moment, Ling Moyu was stunned, as if the person in front of her was no longer the lonely Xinyu he knew, but the god sent by the heavens to save her. The emaciated figure looked so majestic at this moment, as if he could shield himself from all the harm in the world, and his heart calmed down and settled down in a trance at this moment.

The assassin he faced didn't have time to think about it, the sound of the piano that weishenme played out could cancel out the strange sound of the iron ball, and with a flip of his wrist, the iron ball slammed into the lonely heart.

"Be careful!" Ling Moyu screamed, and the energy in his whole body that he didn't know where it came from at this time suddenly stood up, and the shield in his hand blocked the iron ball with a 'bang', and at the same time, the shield flipped over, and actually pressed the iron ball to the ground. The short sword in his left hand emerged from behind the shield at an extremely tricky angle, striking the assassin's lower abdomen.

The assassin had two weapons in his hand, but these two weapons were the foundation of his battle, so he was not willing to give up at the first time, but when the short sword had already cut through the clothes in his lower abdomen, he gritted his teeth and resolutely shot back, but at this time, it seemed a little too late to explode.

'Poof' blood rushed.

On the other side, when the sound of the lonely heart was uncontrolled by the strange sound of the iron ball, Ling Moli also came to his senses. Seeing that the Mitsubishi thorn was about to hit his throat, the eye was critical. He rolled up in danger. Kankan used his fat flesh to block the attack, and then bounced to the side like a blood ball and rolled out, but also used it to dodge the next attack.

"Damn!" the leader of the assassin scolded angrily, the defense of this meat ball is not very good, but the fat of the body is simply a natural armor, and it is only a little blood if it is stabbed and cut, but it is extremely difficult to kill.

However, what made the assassin leader even more horrified was the sudden appearance of the teenager. The sound of the piano in one hand actually suppressed the strange sound of their backstabbing across the rivers and lakes.

"Kill him first!" the Assassin Leader shouted angrily, they relied on the interference of strange sounds, and once they lost this advantage, it would be extremely difficult for them to complete their mission today. Therefore, regardless of the fact that Weishenme Lonely Heart is able to crack the strange sound, what I have to do now is to kill Lonely Heart while he is injured in the chest while playing the piano with one hand!

The leader of the assassins skyrocketed in size, even the assassin who was wounded in the lower abdomen, and summoned all the attacks to Lone's body.

Three Mitsubishi thorns.

Two chain iron balls.

Five attacks pounced on Lonely Heart at once. If Lonely Heart still plays the piano in place, he will inevitably be killed by them. But if you go backwards. Then, the sound of the piano will not be able to restrain their iron ball strange sound.

This hand made the situation suddenly turn sharply again.

"Heart!" the Ling family brothers and sisters exclaimed at the same time, Ling Moli was like a football crashing into the wall, bounced back at an extremely fast speed, and crashed into an assassin like the top of Mount Tai. Ling Moyu didn't stand up, his feet were propped up on the ground, and he held his sword and shield to intercept the assassin who was injured in his lower abdomen.

Ling Mo is far away, far water can't quench the thirst of the near.

Ling Moyu, at most, can only intercept one person!

At this time, the lonely heart can be described as precarious!

Palpitation.

A feeling as if their hearts were being clenched swept over the three assassins in an instant, causing them to pause their movements for a moment.

At the same time, the overlord sword slashed forward at an incredible speed, and at this moment, several golden afterimages appeared in the air!

"How is that possible?" the leader of the assassins was horrified, he saw that Lone Heart Trance slashed several times in an instant, blocking all their attacks, and then looking at Lone Heart, the Blade was still in the same position as before, as if it had never moved.

This is beyond the scope of the common sense of the assassin leader, even if he is the leader of the backstabbing branch in the infant city, I am afraid that he does not have this kind of miraculous skill, right?

However, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old doll in front of him, a little doll who was just a fifth-level vein, actually did it. What's even more terrifying is that where did that palpitation just now come from? Could it be that there is a master peeping around?

The thought of this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy suddenly appearing, the assassin leader's heart tightened, and the corner of his eye swept around.

The barren grass nodded uncontrollably in the wind, the trees rustled, and everything seemed to have a murderous intention.

"Could it be that the master wants to train his juniors and not make a move until Zuihou?" Thinking of this possibility, the back of the assassin leader was suddenly wet with cold sweat.

However, the leader of the assassins did not dare to leave, because he knew that even if he escaped today, then the backstab would definitely not let him go!

The opportunity on the battlefield is fleeting, where is a person allowed to be stunned for a moment? Although the leader of the assassins understood this truth, the shocking scene just now still made his brain slip involuntarily, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late—Ling Moli's huge body covered the sky and the sun, pressing over like Mount Tai. Ling Moyu's sword and shield combined attack had already stirred the Mitsubishi stab of the assassin who was injured in the lower abdomen.

The assassin who was injured in the lower abdomen was originally fighting with injuries, and at this moment, his face was even more pale and his lips were white and dizzy, and under Ling Moyu's almost crazy attack, he was even more powerless. The shield smashed into his chest and took a step back, and the dagger had already slashed lightly across his neck.

Ling Moli pressed the assassin leader's body, and smashed a small pit into the ground.

At this moment, the assassin was already like a frightened bird, rushing in one direction in a panic.

A piercing sound of breaking the sky caught up with him at great speed, and the tip of the knife pierced through his chest

"Whew" Gu Xinju let out a sigh of relief, and pulled out the Mitsubishi thorn on his chest, if it weren't for the existence of that vest, I'm afraid he would be in danger now. He took out the usual knife wound medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, and then picked up the knife.

At this time, the leader of the assassins had already been framed by Ling Moyu's short sword and was pressing.

"Tell me, who sent you? Ling Moli was covered in wounds, and asked while sprinkling knife wound medicine.

"Haha," the leader of the assassins looked up to the sky and smiled, "Have you ever seen a person who backstabbed someone afraid of death?"

"Cut, didn't you see that guy who ran away just now?" Ling Moli ruthlessly uncovered his scar.

A hint of anger flashed across the face of the leader of the assassins, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

"Didn't you say that you never fail to backstab someone?" Ling Moli's villain's ambition attribute was brought into full play by him.

"Hmph. The leader of the assassin snorted coldly, but the corners of his mouth were raised, "If this young man hadn't suddenly killed this time, you would have died a hundred times!"

"Cut, don't find a reason, name your employer, and I'll give you a good time. Ling Moli said hatefully.

The leader of the assassin ignored him, but turned his head to look at Lonely Heart, "Presumably, you are the lonely Heart, right?"

Lonely Heart looked at him coldly and did not answer.

The leader of the assassins smiled bitterly, "This assassination, our boss reminded me that I must watch out for you." I don't think so, you're just a fifth-level pulse martial artist, and I can't imagine it, and today I really said nothing!" he looked up to the sky and sighed, "I finally know now that the weishenme backstab has put you on the S-level list! haha, a fifth-level pulse martial artist, has been included in the S-level list!"

Lonely Heart's pupils dilated, and a sense of crisis suddenly permeated his body.

"Hmph, I think you're a pig's head, right?" Ling Moli sneered, "If you tell Gu Xinju these things now, won't you let him and us take precautions early?" No wonder you will fail, a bunch of pig heads!"

The leader of the assassins, Yang Tianchang, laughed, "I still say the same thing, the person who is backstabbed to kill will never fail! You wait, someone will come to harvest your lives! Don't say that you are level five or six, even if you are level seven or eight, you will have to die!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and it was the golden sword of the lonely heart that cut off the source of the sound! (To be continued......)