In an instant, everyone noticed the strangeness of the situation in front of them, and the most terrifying thing about the white-faced man in front of him was Chafeng, his "Zimu Moon Blade" has always been sharpened like mud, and his throat was sealed with blood, but the person in front of him who should have had his throat cut off did not move at all, Chafeng could feel that this guy's skin was as hard as steel, he immediately withdrew his hand knife, jumped back to two feet away, and stared at the white-faced man with dead eyes.

After a moment, the white-faced man breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"You're too rude to do it before you've finished speaking. ”

The voice was very strange, it seemed to have a little smile, but after a few seconds, the smile was gone, the white-faced man stroked his neck with his hand, his neck twisted left and right with an extremely large amplitude, smelling the fat man felt very strange, the person's neck, in his opinion, was made of rubber, the writhing amplitude, it was simply to break the neck, just when his neck returned to an angle that normal people could accept, the man squinted at the girl on the side, and said:

"You pick first. ”

The girl was expressionless, and slowly raised her hand and pointed to Jingmen not far away.

"I choose him. ”

The voice was soft, even a little weak.

The white-faced man glanced at Jingmen with a depressed face, and quickly turned to Chafeng, saying:

"There's no way, your opponent can only be me. ”

Chafeng didn't speak, a pair of sharp eyes stared straight at the white-faced man.

The white-faced man seemed to be stared at a little confused, and waved his hand and said:

"Don't look at me like that, I'm also forced, do you really think you're rare?"

Wind-chasing duct:

"Who sent you?"

The white-faced man obviously didn't want to answer this question, drew his whip, and said:

"My name is Duan, remember the name. ”

Chasing the wind inexplicably, said:

"I don't seem to have asked your name. ”

Duan's tone was very low, and he said:

"Because ah, I don't want ......"

Before the words were finished, the scorpion-tailed long whip had already struck Chafeng, and Chafeng immediately raised his palm, and at the edge of Chafeng's palm, there was a sharp blade, which was Chafeng's unique weapon, called "Zimu Moon Blade" , This blade is very thin and thin, but very sharp, this point Chafeng himself is very confident, Chafeng has always been a confident person, his self-confidence is for a reason, this is not because his strength is strong to the extent of destroying the world, but because, the person he wants to kill, has never been able to survive, not only him, in the entire Yuzong, the success rate of assassination is extremely high, thanks to the assassination method of the emperor, the assassination method of the emperor is very optimistic about the first shot, generally but for a blow to kill, so the first shot will inevitably find the right time, use all the strength,

The advantage of this method is very obvious, when the enemy still wants to find out your strength, give him a full blow, even if he can't kill, he can also make the opposite side chaotic, and in terms of timing and strength, the blow just now is absolutely just right, and Duan is such a type of person that he didn't expect, the original first blow was easily resolved, which obviously exposed the disadvantages of this assassination method, but after all, Chafeng is the suzerain of the Imperial Sect, and he is familiar with dealing with this situation, and now this white-faced man named Duan actually used the same way as himself to give himself a blow, which made Zhufeng feel really interesting。

"When. ”

The sharp blade and the tip of the scorpion's tail collided with each other, and the sparks dispersed in the air, Duan continued:

"Let that guy's name go over me. ”

Wen Fat Man watched from the side, he felt a little funny, what he said was like he was angry with the person who sent him, but he immediately came back to his senses, looked at the situation on the field, and chased the wind in a stalemate with Duan, and that girl seemed to be going to war with Jingmen, so it seems that he and Murong Jiudao are going to solve the rhythm of the one hundred or so black-clothed people in front of him, Wen Fatzi felt that the other party's tactics were very strange, the two big guys took and restrained Jingmen and Chafeng respectively, but let Murong Jiudao, who Wen Fatzi thought was the strongest, careless, this is obviously too unwise, Wen Fatzi looked at Jiudao on the side, he still crossed his hands on his chest, and there was no expression on his face, and didn't mean to participate in the battle, as if he was secretly unhappy that he was being ignored.

Just when Wen Fat Man was thinking about whether to persuade Jiu Dao to join forces to help Zhufeng and Jingmen first do the two big guys, he suddenly felt that something was slowly approaching him, Wen Fat Man immediately turned around, and saw a man in black appear behind him at some point, a strange-shaped knife in his hand was pointed directly at his neck, Wen Fat Man was shocked, and immediately wanted to draw the "Spirit Gathering Axe" on his waist , but obviously it was too late, only to hear a burst of sword light and sword shadow, Wen Fat Man was surprised to find that the black in front of him had fallen to the ground, there was an extremely deep wound on his chest, it seemed, it was a fatal blow, the man's eyes also showed extreme surprise and incredible, Wen Fat Man immediately realized what was going on, and turned to look at Jiudao, only to see that he was still indifferent in his eyes, the only change was that the sword that had been unsheathed was flowing with fresh blood, Jiudao looked at Wen Fat, and said:

"Be careful, they're professional killers who have been trained for a long time, and they've just sneaked up on us. ”

Wen Fat Man suddenly opened up, such a dark environment, just provided a unique convenience for their sneaking, and he was almost killed just now, but Wen Fat Man was not too worried, the strength of Jiudao can be described as against the sky, obviously there is nothing to do on the surface but he has been paying attention to the surrounding environment, and the speed of the shot is also beyond the scope of Wen Fatman's understanding, and if these killers just rely on the convenience of the environment, then it will not constitute a threat to him, Wen Fat Man laughed secretly, and said:

"Well, let's make this place a little brighter. ”

Wen Fat Man recited the spell and knotted the magic seal, only to see a huge fireball quickly condensed in the sky above him, and at the same time, the light released by the fireball instantly illuminated the surroundings, and those killers who were hiding in the darkness were immediately exposed, what surprised Wen Fat Man was that in such a short period of time, there were so many killers who sneaked to their sides, and some people were still half buried in the soil, Wen Fat Man immediately reacted, this should be the legendary Earth Escape Technique, but, no matter what, now, this open land under the dazzling firelight is already their home field。

Wen Fatty's eyes signaled the nine paths, the nine paths were already clear, shook off the remaining blood on the sword, and walked towards those black-clothed killers, the air was filled with Ling Ran's breath.

On the other side, the girl saw the big fireball condensed by the fat man, and her face was surprised, and she said:

"Looks like I've picked the wrong opponent. ”

Jingmen felt strange and said:

"Why?"

The little girl smiled rarely, and said as if jokingly:

"Because it might be better for us to kill that fat uncle first. ”

The sound is very playful, but it is creepy.

"However, since I have already chosen, I can only kill you first. ”