Chapter 9

After Leng Shiqi called out the system, a few lines of words appeared in front of him.

"It's worth 9 coins. Is it for sale?"

"It's worth 10 system coins. Is it for sale?"

"Yes!"

"Sold successfully, now there are 12 system coins."

In the twinkling of an eye, the steel knife and long stick in Leng 17's hand suddenly disappeared!

Leng Shiqi's mouth was slightly raised. He turned his head while running and glanced at the back. He found that only two people were chasing, and there was a crazy killing intention in his eyes!

"Shua Shua." Leng Shiqi drilled through a thick unknown grass plant, and then hid behind the nearby tree. His left hand became his palm, and the light in his palm flashed without hair. The right hand carries the sword in a slightly strange posture, which is the starting posture of the brush willow sword style.

"Brush willow sword style" is a first-order sword skill. It has five sword moves, mainly elegant and flexible. The first four moves have no name, only the last one, and the strongest one, is called blowing willows in the wind.

You have to cultivate the willow brushing sword style to the level of mastery in order to barely master this move. Leng seventeen has mastered this kind of sword technique in a short time.

At this time, it's time to kill and sacrifice the sword!

When hate 19 was about to pass through the grass, he was pulled by the hoarse boy.

"What's the matter with you?" hate 19 Jiangong was eager to catch up. He was suddenly grabbed and almost ran away. But suddenly he remembered that the man in front of him seemed to be unable to provoke himself. He quickly cleaned up his emotions and reorganized his language.

The hoarse boy didn't care about the attitude of hating 19, but looked dignified and said, "be careful to ambush."

"Is it necessary? We're still afraid of him? Even if he's good at it, I don't believe he dares to fight with my big axe, Hei hei." hate 19 pestles the axe in his hand with full confidence.

The hoarse boy said angrily, "well, you go first."

Hate 19 said so. At this time, he really didn't dare to hold it up. The giant axe was horizontal in front of him and rushed at his feet.

As soon as I came over, I quickly looked around and found that there was no one. My heart suddenly relaxed.

Just then!

A figure suddenly rushed from the side!

"It's really you, Leng seventeen!" hen nineteen quickly turned around and saw the visitor, just as captain Yan nine described, with both surprise and joy in his heart.

I'm glad to finally find Leng seventeen. As long as I kill him, I can get the tiger roaring fist technique.

I was surprised that he really dared to sneak attack here, and the speed was so fast!

When he reacted, Leng seventeen's palm had come to him.

Hate 19 saw that he couldn't hide, so he just got up and decided to attack instead of defend. The huge axe in his hand suddenly lit up a touch of magic light and cut it down heavily!

He doesn't believe cold seventeen dare to answer.

Sure enough, Leng seventeen took a side step.

Hate 19 sneered in his heart. Next, he will enter his rhythm. Just wait for his teammates to meet and work together to kill him, and the tiger roaring fist will come to hand.

However, what he didn't expect was that the cold seventeen in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Hate 19 was smart all over and his brain was not slow. With a roar, the giant axe suddenly turned around with his body!

He did see that Leng seventeen had run behind him at the moment.

The shining palm is about to hit him!

"How close!"

Once again forced back Leng 17's hatred, and 19 started a cold sweat.

However, just then, Leng 17 disappeared again.

"No!"

Hate 19 has just turned around with all his strength. Both his body and spiritual power are in a rigid state. It is impossible to be like that just now.

"There's still a chance. There's still a short distance for his palm to hit me!" hen 19 thought so. He was going to avoid this time and drag his teammates to come.

But what he didn't expect was that a cold and sharp thing pierced his body or his back heart.

"Cough... Wow..." hen 19 vomited a big mouthful of blood and looked at his heart unbelievably. There was a small sword tip!

It's covered with his own blood!

His consciousness began to blur, and then he remembered the tragic situation of the captain's exhausted arms and the advice of the hoarse boy, but it was too late.

Just when his consciousness was about to disappear, he seemed to hear a sentence, "cold seventeen, die!"

[it's blood 36. He will certainly avenge me...]

From the sneak attack of cold 17 to the fall of hate 19, the total time is less than ten breath.

When Xue 36 heard the voice of hating 19, he knew he had found Leng 17, but the first thing he did was not to help, but to whistle a cry.

This is a kind of code for their team, which means to assemble. He plans to call back the flowers first.

Unfortunately, what he didn't calculate was the strength of Leng 17.

Today's cold seventeen is quite different from the cold seventeen ten days ago.

When blood 36 came, I saw the picture of Leng 17's sword stabbing into the heart of hate 19.

Blood thirty-six lost his reason once, because he hated nineteen. He was a big man and had no intention. Although xue36 didn't give him a good face at ordinary times, in fact, he didn't have to play tricks when he was with hate 19. He didn't have to be so tired. He treated him as a real teammate.

But now, he's dead!

The blood 361 fist was hit and tore the air, but it made a faint sound of tiger roaring. It was tiger roaring fist!

Leng Shiqi knew that there were two people chasing him. He had been on guard against another person for a long time. When he saw this, he didn't panic, drew his sword and retreated, and then performed the riddle and random step method to avoid it from afar.

"Bang!" xue36's fist was very brave, and the fist style could not be taken back. He hit the embracing wood behind, shaking the tree violently!

Suddenly countless leaves fell, and most of them fell on the man who hated 19, as if he had set up a place for him.

Leng Shiqi was pregnant with several kinds of spiritual skills in a full realm. Seeing this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes and thought to himself: "this man's tiger roaring fist seems to be better than Yan Jiu's cultivation. It's a little strange."

But strangely, he wouldn't let go of his opponent's good chance of losing his strength. The refined iron sword shook and rowed in the air, stabbing the other party's back heart!

At this time, xue36 finally recovered his reason and scolded himself for being too impulsive before he fell into passivity.

However, this may also be an opportunity!

Blood 36 quietly touched a hand to his waist.

Just after Leng 17 drew closer, Xue 36 turned around, his eyes full of panic, as if he had been frightened.

Leng seventeen vaguely felt that something was wrong. Apart from others, he could cultivate to the eighth floor of the spirit gathering realm and practice tiger roaring fist to the minimum level of success. Such a person would not be frightened.

Sure enough, at this moment, I only heard two empty sounds of "whoosh", and two very thin silver needles shot at Leng 17's heart and forehead respectively!

"Concealed weapon?!"

Leng seventeen was surprised and hurried to run the puzzle and disorderly footwork.

But it's strange that Leng seventeen felt a tight heart and had an unspeakable sense of crisis.

Then the left shoulder suddenly hurt. When I looked down, a silver needle was stuck on it, and most of it disappeared!

Leng seventeen suddenly felt that the whole shoulder and left arm began to numb and didn't listen.

Even, this sense of paralysis is gradually spreading to the heart!

He looked at xue36 in disbelief. At this time, he was still in a panic. His expression became as gloomy as water, and his eyes were fierce.

"When did this needle come out! And he predicted my position?!" Leng 17 was a little incredible.

Blood thirty-six naturally would not explain to him. His fist was raised and tiger roaring fist was brewing.