Chapter 153

The fog seemed to shake, and a figure appeared faintly. The man opened his eyes to look at it, but he could not see clearly. He knew that it was wrong in his heart. He felt the direction of the other party's coming, and suddenly rolled in the opposite direction.

Rolling down, he felt a pain in the waist, and then felt a light body, his eyes vaguely saw his legs rolling to a corner.

In front of him, Ning Yi, who is in charge of disturbing the sight, closes his sleeve lightly. Where he rolls, Feng Zhiwei pulls out the knife that has been waiting there.

As soon as she drew out her knife, Ning Yi, who had been listening attentively to her, suddenly pointed to her back. Feng knew that she did not return her head, and the sword flashed back from her side.

One man covered his throat and fell down. To his death, he didn't understand why the angle of the other side's sword was so strange. Why did the sword inserted under his flank finally reach his own throat?

Even four dead people, how can there be a little noise, all of them wake up.

Wake up for a moment, all doubt that he did not wake up - how dark the sky? Everything is like a cover in the clouds, only to see the faint outline.

Is to take advantage of this moment of stupidity, Fengzhi micro raise his hand is a sword, shot into the throat of a person who just got up closest to himself.

The light of the sword went into her throat. She didn't even draw the sword. She took the corpse and moved to the man who was attacking him.

The man's blurred vision only saw the human body approaching, and naturally thought it was the enemy. With a low roar, he clapped his hands and smashed the hapless head.

A slap under the palm pain, a black sword through his palm, into his eyebrows.

Two more in a flash.

These people are closest to her, with the slowest movements and obviously the lowest martial arts skills.

Fengzhi micro persimmon first pick soft pinch.

Obviously, the leader has the highest martial arts skills, but he sleeps on the innermost and farthest offering table, and he will be found out when he runs in front of him. It is better to kill one after another before people react to him.

In the blood shooting, some people clucked and fell down with their throat covered. Some people came flying with sparks. The strong wind was fierce, and their eyesight was blurred, but they did not affect the direction of action.

Feng Zhiwei is awed by the fact that the next one will be more difficult to deal with, and it is obvious that the higher the martial arts, the lighter the poisoning.

The strong wind was so fierce that it made people suffocate. Feng Zhiwei raised his sword and felt a pain in his chest when he lifted it to half. His hand fell down involuntarily.

When Zheng Xindao's life was over, he was suddenly hit by someone. When he rolled out, he saw Ning Yi sliding out like lightning. Instead of her, he slipped under the man's body. An iron plate bridge fell on his back and knelt down. The bottom of his elbow turned and the snow was shining.

With a sound of hissing, blood surged out of the viscera, and a terrible wound rolled out from the chest to the abdomen. The man roared and tried to straighten up his own intestines. He preferred to wear blood on his face and wrung a knife with a sneer.

With a bang, the man fell heavily, and the blood splashed on his face when he landed.

In the roar from all sides, Feng Zhi, who had recovered a breath, rushed over and grabbed Ning Yi and escaped into the side hall. As soon as he shot into the door, he immediately raised his leg and kicked it heavily against the hall door.

Almost at the moment when the door was closed, all kinds of concealed weapons rolled in like a storm, snatched and nailed on the door, shooting the half rotten wood into pieces.

Feng Zhiwei listens to the sound of the strong launch, secretly congratulates himself for his quick reaction, and in the initial stage of shock, he leans against the back of the hall door to take a breath.

Ning Yi stretched out his hand and pulled her away.

"Bang!"

Just now Feng knew that there was a hole in the place where she had passed by. A three edged thorn with blue light flashed in it.

If it wasn't for Ning Yi's quick pulling, now the three edged thorn should be stuck on Fengzhi's back.

Feng Zhiwei took a long breath and murmured: "you saved my life again..."

"Don't count that." Ning Yi's face turned white and said faintly, "you have saved me many times."

Feng Zhiwei listened to the sound outside and sighed: "the poison is not strong enough. It only blinds them, but it doesn't damage their martial arts. We are in trouble now..."

When she was talking about it, she suddenly stopped and thought of the groan of the first person who had a bout. It was the toxin that flowed out of Ning Yi's body. It had been diluted by a bucket of water and had been drunk into so many people's stomachs. How strong could the poison itself be?

What kind of pain would it be if Ning Yi was directly poisoned?

However, from the night of poisoning to now, it has been nearly two days, she did not hear him utter a sound, called a bitter.

Feng Zhiwei looks at Ning Yi's pale face and doesn't know what to say for a moment.

Ning Yi only supported the wall and listened carefully to the sound from the outside. Just now, he couldn't get close to the gate of the outer hall, so he was forced into this side hall in an emergency. Now there are no windows in the side hall. The only door has been closed. Poison has not made the opponent lose its combat effectiveness completely. They killed seven people and five others. They are still highly skilled in martial arts. At this moment, the situation is too bad to be worse.

There was a quarrel outside, and it was quiet. I must have known that they couldn't run away. They were worried about their own poison and tried to regulate their breath for a while.There is a tense stillness in the air, which is pressing on one's mind.

After a while, Ning Yi sat down on the wall and waved to Feng Zhi Wei, "come on, sit down."

Feng Zhi smiles. In the past, she finds some old cloth curtains and lights them. She sits in front of the fire with Ning Yi.

Both of them are outstanding people. When things come to an end, they are calm and can't be seen by ordinary people. With the gradually noisy flame, they listen to the patter of rain, and their faces reddened by the fire light, they all have an awe inspiring look.

After a while, the Phoenix knew that he would play chess

"Well."

"We're not very lucky this time." Feng Zhi micro cough several times, quietly wipe out the corner of the mouth cough out a trace of blood, side head Chong Ning Yi smile, "may die here."

She was smiling at Ning Yi like that, but she felt that the smile was gradually frozen on her face, her heart beat beating like a drum, her fingers were shaking, her eyes were black, and all her bones seemed to be slowly falling apart. She had been working hard for two days and two nights and was extremely nervous. She could not rest because of her internal injury. She knew that she was exhausted and exhausted, and what's worse, her body had been in a state of exhaustion It's a steady stream of hot and dry, and it's like a volcano that has been silent for a long time, waiting for the next moment to explode.

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