"The most hateful thing is that the killer who was sent to the west to assassinate, I didn't expect that waste to be so useless, and I also mixed a silver medal killer here! You are not in the west, but he didn't come back as soon as he arrived in the west, and he was killed by a few of your courtyard masters, and those third-rate masters I sent to the Yuanming Forest to assassinate you are not as good!"

Hei Baizi shook his white robe and said.

I remembered the man I had kicked in the ass a few times and pretended to be dead in the Yuanming Forest, and looked at the other side with disdain.

"Hei Baizi, I think you think you have lived too long, dare to send someone to our west to assassinate!" A knife stared at the enemy in front of him, and strode out, the killer in front of him hesitated to get out of the way.

"Don't move!" Black and White roared, pointing a knife at him with his finger, "If you want to save the life of this person in front of me, just stand there for me obediently, don't move!"

Those few people carried a sword without regrets to Hei Baizi, and the sword around his neck was close to the neck of a sword without regrets.

A knife fluttered red and stopped his steps.

The external injuries of Yijian without regret are very serious, the whip marks on the handsome face are deep, and the clothes are stained with blood, I wonder if there are any internal injuries in the road?

Yijian stood there without regrets, looking around expressionlessly.

My clenched fists clenched in the sleeves of my robe.

"Crazy laughter, you are very famous, but I am not afraid, I will let you see my true strength today!"

"This man has said twice in a row that he is not afraid of you, but it means that he is afraid of death, and my heart must be trembling when I see it!" a drunken monk whispered to me.

I nodded to the half-drunken monk.

"You do as I ask, and I'll let your people go!" Black and White stared at me.

I looked coldly and didn't speak.

"What request? You make some despicable demands, will we comply?" shouted a knife in red.

It's good to ask a knife.

"You underestimated me, the man said, you are a worthy opponent, I will have a fair deal with you today!"

I suddenly guessed who this person was talking about in the mouth of the black and white son. That is the only one who has said this.

"Fair trade?" "Do you think anyone will believe these words when they come out of your mouth?"

"Please be respectful, from the moment you enter the door, I am very polite to you, I am very fair to you! I don't want others to say that I am bullying more and less, since you are here, I want to give you an equal chance!"

"What chance? Can you please finish it all at once?"

"I heard that your berserk combination is rampant all over the world, and today I will let you see whether my gold medal killer group is powerful or your berserk combination is powerful! There are seven people opposite the berserk combination, and I will send seven gold medal killers. Four wins in seven games, if you win, I will release you, do you dare to agree?"

Hei Baizi sensed the impatience of a knife fluttering red, and this time he said the little abacus in his stomach.

is obviously a helpless market, and he still learns from others to put up a high shelf, and wants to win me by legitimate means.

Is it too confident in your gold medal killer or did you really listen to that person's words and really want to be fair to me?

A knife looked at me and asked what I meant.

"You've figured it out, I'm the best for you. I didn't have a silver medal or a bronze medal killer, and I used a gold medal killer directly, so you should be satisfied!"

"Laugh wildly, beware of deception. These people may not be true to their word!" A wine and a half-monk reminded.

"Promise him to see what little tricks he can play! I also want to see the power of your berserk combination to break through the limit!"

After I finished speaking to a half-wine monk, I waved my hand at a knife.

"Let your gold medal killer come over!" shouted at Black and White.

With a wave of his hand, the killers around me quickly retreated. Get out of the middle, leaving a large field in the middle. The killers at the front held their lanterns aloft, adding light to the scene of the upcoming battle.

A killer standing next to Black and White walked out at Black and White's behest. Arrived in the field.

The killer's clothes shook, and a dagger appeared in his hand. Killers generally use daggers as weapons, which are small and easy to carry, and often kill enemies unexpectedly.

"The eighteenth gold medal killer is already in place, please send an opponent to the berserk combination!" Hei Baizi didn't bother to say this time, and waved his hand at Tianhe, who stood in front of Hei Baizi and shouted.

The Berserker Combo looked at me.

"You can discuss and play with yourselves!" I didn't turn my eyes, staring at the sword on the other side without regrets.

Hei Baizi was afraid of an accident, and the five people surrounded a sword in all directions without regrets. The hands and feet of a sword without regrets were roasted with iron chains, and the sword without regrets was held by a killer and stood behind the black and white son.

Yijian had no regrets about suffering so much, and stood there without moving.

"Let Sai Li Kui and Taishan block the rest meeting, let a wine and a half-monk and a knife flutter red deal with the masters behind, me, Xue'er and Xin Mo, the three of us can go to one at will!"

"I'll go first!" the two voices remembered at the same time, and Tao Xinmo and Saiwai Fengxue looked at each other.

"Xinmo, every time you steal the limelight, let me go first today, can you let me go back once?"

"Well, since Sister Xue'er said so, then you can go!" Tao Xinmo took the initiative to make a concession.

Ten years of trails looking at me, I don't care.

"Okay, then Xue'er will go first, and Xinmo will be next!" Ten Years Trail nodded.

The wind and snow outside the plug were fast, and when he arrived in front of the eighteenth gold medal killer, without answering a word, the probe grabbed the wrist of the eighteenth.

Unsurprisingly, No. 18 quickly withdrew his hand and swept his feet. Fengxue lifted the lotus foot lightly, gently spared, and when he reached the back of the eighteenth, the pink fist was lifted and smashed towards his head.

No. 18 was suddenly empty in front of him, and No. 18 was a little surprised, feeling the wind and snow behind him, and his body swooped forward, avoiding the fist of the wind and snow outside the plug.

The wind and snow outside the plug did not pursue, and his eyes looked fixedly at No. 18.

No. 18 turned his head and looked at the wind and snow outside the plug in surprise, touched his forehead, and on the first day of the new year, No. 18 felt pressure.

Eighteen's clothes shook, and he had an extra dagger in his left hand. One is in the front grip and the other is in the reverse grip. Eighteen held the two daggers and rushed towards the wind and snow outside.

The wind and snow outside the plug spread out its own pace, erratic, left and right, up and down, shuttled like a butterfly under the bag of the two daggers of the eighteenth, with a beautiful posture and thousands of manners.

The light from the dim lantern shone on the face of the wind and snow outside, and the snow-like skin reflected the light, and the killers holding the lantern in front of them seemed to be stupid.

The black and white man swept over the Tianhe standing in front of him, and carefully looked at the wind and snow outside the plug.

"Sister Xue'er, it's so beautiful!" Tao Xinmo shouted from the side.

Fengxue didn't laugh, no longer dodged, and took advantage of the moment when No. 8 on the opposite side was stunned, and his hands reached out to No. 18's flying attack.

Eighteen's dense assault came to an abrupt halt.

Ten Stoppers Wai Feng Xue held his wrist!

Eighteen looked in horror at the wind and snow outside.

The wind and snow outside the plug stared at the eighteenth gently.

The green tendons on No. 18's arm were beating in the dim light, and No. 18 was struggling to resist the huge force of the wind and snow outside the plug.

The two held hands like this, and there were no other superfluous movements.

The wind and snow outside the plug still looked at him gently, as if he was scolding a child who had made a mistake with his eyes.

Eighteen's hand was not moved by itself, because the dagger he was holding was piercing the palm of the hand that was holding the dagger back.

The dagger moved slowly, and Eight gritted his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping from his forehead. Eighteen didn't want to do that, but he couldn't control it now.

The dagger is about to pierce the palm of your hand!

With a thud, the dagger he was holding fell to the ground.

It was the Eighteenth who fell to the ground on his own.

If he doesn't let go, his dagger will go into his other hand, and his own hand will never be able to hold this weapon and do anything he loves to do.

He didn't throw his dagger at his opponent because his hand was no longer strong. Only by letting go can we save ourselves.

But it didn't end there, and his hand with the dagger moved at this time.

Of course, this hand did not move on its own, because the movement of this hand violated the normal movement law, and the dagger that he was holding back began to be turned around and stabbed towards the palm of the hand he had just thrown away.

Eighteen lives on his two hands, with which he has lost the lives of many people, and now his own hands are about to be destroyed by his own hands, and his own life is about to be cut off into his own hands.

This sounds contradictory, but Eight feels it.

Eighteen had to let go again, and the dagger fell to the ground again.

Only by letting go can you save yourself. Eighteen now understands this very well.

"Rubbish!" Black and White slapped his chair heavily, and immediately jumped up again, "Who put such a long needle on this chair, is this trying to murder me?"

In the dim light, Hei Baizi really pulled out a slender needle from his palm.

I know the needle, the flying needle that I sent out not long ago.

Hei Baizi babbled in pain, Tianhe hurriedly called someone to come forward, and the person seemed to be Hei Baizi's personal doctor, and skillfully bandaged Hei Baizi's hand with a white cloth.

At this time, No. 18 had already knelt down, his knees on the ground, beads of sweat on his forehead kept coming out, and his face was full of beads of sweat, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat?

People who don't know still think that No. 8 was moved, and took the hand of the Saiwai Fengxue and asked the Saiwai Fengxue to forgive his mistakes in front of the Saiwai Fengxue! (To be continued......)