Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Bloody War

The poisonous needle of the "Nine Phantom Poison Envoys" did not hit Du Shenfei. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Just when these dozens of poisonous needles were less than three feet away from Du Shenfei's back, a long and wide iron sword with a "whirring" wind quickly threw it over from the rocks next to it like a flywheel.

The dozens of poisonous needles of this "Nine Phantom Poison Envoys" immediately disappeared without a trace.

The iron sword "ding" on the ground, and the blade of the sword was nailed into the crack in the stone, but the blade of the sword was still shaking in the wind.

As soon as Du Shenfei turned around, he immediately saw a blue-gray figure flashing.

In the blink of an eye, the sword was in the hands of the man in the blue-gray robe.

This person turned out to be the person who Duan Hanyan salvaged from the river, and he was also a member of the Heavy Sword Regiment.

No one knows where this man in a long shirt came from?

But he's here now, and it's timely.

As soon as the man in the long robe grasped the hilt of his sword, in the moment of this lightning and flint, he had already rushed out and rushed towards this "Nine Ghost Poison Envoy".

His long sword strikes, fast and ruthless!

A sword broke through the air and advanced, stabbing directly into the throat of the "Nine Phantom Poison Envoys".

A thick cloud of smoke rose, and the sword of the man in the long shirt had already pierced the air.

The figure of the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys" flashed, and it had already floated behind the long-robed man strangely and silently, and with a wave of the long sleeve of his left hand, another blue smoke floated out of the sleeve, covering the entire head of the long-robed man. At the same time, his right hand reached out of his long sleeve and grabbed the back of the robe's head.

This is a jet-black iron hand, and this iron hand is his weapon.

The long armor on this iron hand, which was as sharp as a scimitar, and the sharp nails on the back of his hand were already stained with poison, and no matter who it was, as long as they were hit by this iron hand of his, there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

His poisonous, iron hand had touched the back of the robe's head.

But the man in the robe suddenly turned, and his sword stabbed out like lightning.

He only heard a "poof", and with a single sword, he pierced into the abdomen of the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys", and the blade of the sword had pierced through the back of the "Nine Shadow Poison Envoys".

A voice resembling the voice of a mountain monk came from the throat of the "Nine Phantom Poison Envoys".

But at this time, the iron hand of the "Nine Phantom Poison Envoys" had already grasped the temple of the long-robed man, and the five three-inch-long armors on the iron hand had completely submerged into the head of the long-robed man.

The man in the long shirt immediately let out a terrible scream.

The poison on this iron hand had soon flowed into his body, and in an instant, his face had become dry and blood-red, and his pupils were as red as blood, as red as the sun that had just risen in the eastern sky.

But the man in the long shirt had not yet fallen, and he suddenly used all his strength, and a left hand with green tendons and steel-like protrusions had been inserted into the lower abdomen of the "Nine Phantom Poison Envoys", and it was inserted through the wound pierced by the iron sword.

"Nine Phantom Poison Envoys" was another miserable cry.

The expression on his face was as if all his internal organs had been pulled out.

Although all his internal organs have not been pulled out, his intestines have indeed been pulled out by the man in the long robes.

His intestines, large and small, were wrapped around the hands of the robed man like white snakes, steaming hot and dripping with blood.

The iron hand of the "Nine Phantom Poison Envoys" had already shot out in a miserable cry, and a heavy blow hit the chin of the long-robed man.

What a blow!

The iron nail on the back of the iron hand struck the mandible of the man in the long robe, and there was another sound of a quick knife splitting a bamboo tube, and the bones shattered.

The man in the robe also let out a scream, and his miserable white face was now completely distorted and deformed, and it no longer looked like a human face at all.

The expression on his face was as if his jaw had been knocked off.

The chin of the man in the long shirt had indeed been struck and flew out, turning into red flesh and flying out.

The blood of the people in the long shirt sprayed on the face of the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys" like red bean gruel, moistening his completely dry and scorched face, just like the blood of the dead on the ground moistened the land that had been dry and cracked for a long time.

At this time, Du Shenfei's face was also completely distorted, he was completely stunned by this scene, he had killed people, and he had seen others kill people, but he had never seen such a tragic bloody and disgusting killing.

He only felt that his internal organs were churning now, as if his stomach had been pierced and his internal organs had been completely pulled out.

He even looked down and touched his belly with his hand.

His stomach had not been pierced, and his intestines had not yet been pulled out.

This tragic and bloody scene happened so fast!

It was only at this time that Du Shenfei rushed over, and he rushed towards the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys".

A knife slashed obliquely, and before the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys" could even scream miserably, his body had already been cut in two.

The man in the long shirt was another elbow fist, hitting the root of the ear of the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys".

The head of the "Nine Phantrum Poison Envoys" had also been completely shattered, and red blood gushed out, instantly dyeing one of his white hairs red. His shriveled and hollowed-out upper body flew out and slammed into a rock.

This time, there were no screams, just a series of bones shattering.

Then the mountain stone behind the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys" was also dyed red at this moment.

The lower half of the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys" also quickly fell, falling on his own intestines.

The man in the long robe, who had completely collapsed at this time, hung his head, swaying in the hot wind, and finally fell down, straight down, on the lower half of the "Nine Ghost Poison Envoys".

Du Shenfei rushed to the side of the man in the long robe.

One of the man's faces was almost completely bloody, and no one could tell what was still on his face, but his lips were still moving, as if he wanted to say something.

Du Shenfei squatted down, with a painful expression on his face, and slowly said two words, "Thank you!"

After a long time, the caftan man said indistinctly, "No need!"

Du Shenfei said: "You saved me." ”

The cheongsam said: "You also saved me once." He said with great difficulty and slowly, and then added, "So, I will save you for once." ”

Du Shenfei said: "But you died for me." ”

The man said slowly, "I didn't die for you. His Adam's apple squirmed up and down, and it took a long time before he continued, "We have no intention of coming back alive this time......

Du Shen was not listening, but the man in the long shirt didn't say any more, because he didn't have the strength to continue talking at all, and his body was already twitching.

Du Shenfei helped him sit up and leaned against a rock.

This person's face was no longer expressionless, revealing his white teeth, and it seemed that he was still smiling at Du Shenfei, and also seemed to be smiling at the world he was about to leave.