Chapter 620

However, at this time, Shangli in black quietly appeared in front of weiiri and said to the man with silver mask behind him: "take her out of here!"

"Shangli, you who can't beat Tiansha Pavilion, hurry up!" When Wei iris saw Shangli, she felt like a reassuring pill. She believed that with the wisdom of mujin and the help of Shangli, they would surely leave.

But in spite of this, how can Wei iris feel at ease in this situation?

"Don't forget what title MOJIN had before? Since he made great contributions to the eastern Chu state, he has always been winning by stratagem, not by these people tactics! " War from finish, then jumped to the ground, and Mu Jin stand side by side.

In the fierce wind, two figures, one black and one white, are very conspicuous in the sword shadow. Their clothes are hunting in the wind, hidden in the eyebrows and eyes under the long black hair, and filled with a strong sense of killing.

God of war? How can Wei iris forget that mujin is a famous God of war in the eastern Chu state. She has never lost since he fought.

Wei iris's anxious eyebrows and eyes finally showed a faint smile, and the tension with her heart also reduced a lot.

Now that he has contacted Shangli secretly, it means that he has already made all preparations, and even laid a huge net for the city.

After listening to Shangli's words, the man with the silver mask calmly drew out his whip and waved a semicircle arc in the air in the face of the three killers who had killed him. The harsh sound made by the friction between the whip and the air made the pores of the whole body stand up and sweat.

The three killers quickly retreated, and after a certain distance, the man wearing the silver mask grabbed Wei iris's shoulder and tiptoed slightly, and then flew into the air.

Then he quickly shuttles between the roof and the big tree. His movements are as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and his speed is also very fast.

After seeing that Wei iris was taken away by others, Bai Li Qingcheng said in a cold voice to the footpath beside him, "go after her. Wei iris is the fatal weapon of mujin!"

During the conversation, mujin, dressed in white as snow, had come to Qingcheng. The blood on her white clothes was like red plum blossoming in the white snow, gorgeous and dazzling.

Baili Qingcheng is a panic. Mujin's fierce palm wind calls to Baili Qingcheng. Baili Qingcheng turns sideways, bends his elbow and attacks mujin's chest.

Mujin condenses her eyes, stretches out her left hand and catches the elbow from the city.

There are no weapons on both hands. They are bare handed, but the momentum from each of them makes the people around dare not approach.

Even if they just lift their clothes, they will be able to make the life with a little weak internal force chill.

After receiving the order of hundred Li Qing City, Qian Mo immediately jumped up to the wall with several killers around him and chased Wei iris away.

Shangli looks at the back of Qianmo's departure. His eyes are cold, and his hands covered with thin cocoons suddenly close. The back of his hands holding the killer's neck immediately protrudes several blue tendons.

With a click, the killer's neck is pinched by Shangli.

As soon as the footpath left, a dozen other killers followed the footpath and left. The mourning left the expressionless face but in vain raised a killing arc.

You may be a good layout designer, but you are bound to lose for a person like mujin who has already used the art of war to perfection!

Mujin saw the footpath leaving, and her vigorous momentum came out from within. She took the opportunity to find a gap and then went after the footpath.

The lips of the mask of hundred Li Qingcheng suddenly rose. As expected, in mujin's heart, Wei kite is the most important.

Then the black robe with the cold wind, figure soared, was trampled at the foot of the good tiles, flying in the city, a crack will extend from the center to all around, then the whole tile will be split into pieces.

Wei iris doesn't know where the man with the silver mask is going with her. She only knows that it's very simple to get rid of the killer behind with the lightness skill of the man with the silver mask.

But he didn't slow down. He kept a proper distance from the killers behind him. It was like playing tricks on them. When they were about to come after them, the people around him would immediately speed up, when the people behind him were a large part behind them.

But the people around you will slow down again. They are like butterflies flying among flowers and plants, enjoying the warm sunshine.

At last, when a lake appeared in front of them that could not be seen at the edge, they stopped.

The assassin behind also chased up, holding the dagger in his hand, under the reflection of the sun and the water of the sparkling lake, there were bursts of cold light.

"Are you the spy sent by Tiansha pavilion?" Now a great lake rung is in front of them. It's impossible for them to retreat, even if there's no chance to escape, said Wei, turning her head to the person beside her.

However, before the killer took a few steps, a few sharp arrows came out of the nearby trees. With powerful force, they directly penetrated the killer's body. The sharp arrow was as long as a long gun. When it penetrated the killer's body, it was still galloping in the air.

Just listen to a few sharp sounds, followed by a loud "puff" sound falling into the lake.

The speed of the long gun is really too fast and the power is even greater. It can make these well-trained killers have no time to avoid, even no chance to react.

Wei iris understands. This is the battlefield designed by mujin.

He had already known that the city would set its goal on her, and thought that if he caught her, he would hold mujin's seven inches.

However, even though she would not think of the death of a hundred Li City, mujin just made use of this.

Soon, the people in the field came to see the milk bar in front of Wei iris's calm lake, which was mechanically expressionless, but showed a smell of death.

"You are looking for your own death!" The paths clenched the sword in their hands, as if the voice from hell was unusually cold: "hold on to the kite!"

Behind the killers, after hearing the orders from the fields, they leap forward one by one.

But Wei iris's face was just calmly looking at the dead people, when they were pierced by a long gun and had no chance to react.

Wei iris is sad. Tiansha Pavilion wants to train so many children to kill people. The only way they want to end this road is to die.