Looking at the white man walking in front of him, Dusty felt an inexplicable pressure, and the soft sword in his hand made a buzzing tremor under the urging of Yuan Li. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, Han Feng arrived from the upper floor with Xue Sweep and Lan Xiaoxian. When they saw Waite approaching towards dusting, Han Feng and Lan Xiaoxian's faces changed greatly, and as soon as they followed Zhang to Africa to escort Feituo, they naturally recognized Waite at a glance. This guy has obviously been pierced through the heart by Zhang Shao, why is he still here?

"Dust and retreat!" Han Feng shouted a warning, he knew Waite's horror, a quick knife was incomparable, and he could kill the master of transformation in an instant, even Zhang Shaochu couldn't help him.

Bang bang bang......

As Han Feng rushed towards dusting, he pulled out his pistol and opened fire on Weter, who sneered contemptuously and waved his right hand at will.

Only a series of clanging sounds were heard, and all the bullets fired by Han Feng were split, and the bullets that fell to the ground were split in half from the middle.

Zheng ......

The thin half-foot-long blade protruding from Waite's right fist slowly retracted, making a clanging sound.

"Hey, Boss Wei's quick knife is no one!" The quadruplets clasped their hands to their chests, their expressions smug and playful.

At this time, the bullets in the cold front pistol had already been emptied, and looking at Waite, who was standing like a mountain, his temples were jumping suddenly, so fast!

Dust's face also changed at this time, holding the soft sword and slowly retreating, Waite ignored her, stared at Han Feng and sneered: "I recognize you, it's good!"

As soon as this good word came out, the figure disappeared in place, and with a bang, a cold light slashed towards the cold front like chasing light and lightning.

Han Feng was locked by the sharp knife intent, and suddenly fell into an ice cave, cold to the heart and lungs, and cold to the bone marrow!

If the cultivation is poor, once locked by Waite's sword intent, I am afraid that I will not even be able to resist and dodge. Although Han Feng is not like this, even if he wants to dodge, how can he dodge Waite's fast knife, this guy is currently hundreds of times faster than ordinary people in both hands.

"Brother Feng!" Xue Sweep screamed in horror and pounced on Han Feng desperately.

The soft sword of dust removal also stabbed Waite's back, hoping to force the other party to save himself, and Lan Xiaoxian slammed a glass bottle at Waite.

There was only sarcasm in Waite's eyes, the speed of these people was too slow in his eyes, he could completely cut Han Feng into several pieces, and then easily dodge the attack on himself.

Of course, Waite can also relieve his own crisis first, and then kill Han Feng, and he can also slash the snow that pounces up.

Bite......

The soft sword in the hand of the dust collector was cut off, and the wrist holding the sword flashed with blood, and it had been scratched by the sharp knife qi.

While......

The bottle that Lan Xiaoxian threw was slashed, however, more than a dozen black-winged insects flew out and pounced on Weth.

Waite's wrist shook, and more than a dozen black-winged insects were immediately cut off, and none of them missed the net.

It's a long story, but it all happened between the lightning and flint, and the snow sweep just arrived, and Han Feng hadn't reacted from the knife intent lock.

As soon as the cold light flickered, Wert's quick knife slashed out again, and the rushing Xue and Lan Xiaoxian knocked Han Feng away at the same time......

With a bang, the blood light soared, and the snow sweeping arm flew out of the body, and the blood in Lan Xiaoxian's chest and abdomen gushed like a spring, and the two of them both fell in a pool of blood.

"Ahh

Waite's face was expressionless, and Huo Ran slashed out, ready to cut Han Feng in two.

At this moment, the deck above his head suddenly cracked, and a flying sword slashed down, and the violent momentum and dazzling sword light all revealed the fury of its master at the moment.

Waite's face changed rapidly, the mimic knife in his right hand met the flying sword, and the fist in his left hand also released a mimic knife at the same time, crossing it in front of his chest.

With two dings, the two mimic metal knives that extended from Waite's fist were cut off by the furious flying sword on the spot and fell to the ground in response.

Wei Teyi then retreated, and at the same time, the upper deck exploded, and a young man with a grim expression floated up, it was Zhang Quyi, and then Liu Xijun also jumped down.

Just a minute ago, Zhang Quyi killed more than a dozen ghoul killers who broke into the opera house, and Han Feng and the others, who had also swept to the eighth floor, were in danger, so they immediately rushed down to the rescue, and in a hurry, they directly broke through the two decks, but unfortunately it was still a little late.

At this moment, Zhang Quyi stared at Waite coldly, and the momentum released from his body was like magma under a volcano, gurgling and boiling. He didn't understand why Waite was still alive, but the reason didn't matter anymore, because he had to die tonight!

Under the pressure of Zhang Quyi, Waite was like a minus 100,000 mountain, and he was covered in a cold sweat, he thought that with his current strength, it would not be difficult to defeat Zhang Quyi, but at this moment, he found that his thoughts seemed a little ridiculous. He has indeed become stronger, but this Chinese has also become stronger, and he is ridiculously strong!

"Childe!" As soon as Dusty saw Zhang Qu coming, he was immediately relieved, the other party was too strong to resist at all.

Liu Xijun's pretty face was as heavy as ice, and she quickly ran over to check the injuries of Xue Qing and Lan Xiaoxian. Xue Qing's right hand was cut off by the elbow, but it was not fatal, and the broken hand could be continued, but Lan Xiaoxian's situation was quite serious, he was almost disemboweled, his internal organs flowed out, and blood kept gushing out.

"Husband!" Liu Xijun raised his head anxiously.

Zhang Quyi appeared next to Lan Xiaoxian, and a stream of pure spiritual power, mixed with wisps of origin vitality, entered Lan Xiaoxian's body, and then crushed more than a dozen hemostatic pills and sprinkled them on the wounds on his chest and abdomen, and the blood magically stopped.

Zhang Quyi took out the Guben Pei Yuan Pill again and fed Lan Xiaoxian two pills, and the latter's pale face regained a trace of blood.

"Lan Xiaoxian can't die for the time being, Han Feng, you take care of it, if her wound is opened again, Da Luo Immortal can't save it!" Zhang Quyi commanded.

Han Feng was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly nodded: "Thank you Zhang Shao!"

Zhang went to hand over two bottles of pills to Liu Xijun, and said lightly: "Xijun, you take care of the snow sweeping, I will slaughter these white ghosts!"

Liu Xijun nodded, her charming eyes were filled with cold killing intent, snow sweeping and dust removal have served her since she was a child, the three of them are called master servants, but they are actually like sisters, and now they are seriously injured, how can they not be angry?

"Hey, Hua, isn't it a surprise that we're meeting again?" Waite was nervous and a little excited, for almost two years, he had been thinking about revenge all the time.

At this time, the two cutting knives that fell to the ground had melted into two clumps of liquid metal, which flowed back to Waite's feet as if consciously, and as soon as the latter leaned over, he sucked the two clumps of liquid metal into them with both hands.

Zhang Quyi raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Idiot, since you picked up a life back then, you shouldn't provoke me again, because you can't afford to provoke me!"