Chapter 16

"Bang!"

At the moment when he hit Downing, he knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he didn't step back and meet him. When he took the hand, the dagger in his hand also hit his thigh severely. He dug heavily, stirring up a piece of flesh and blood. The fierce model could not help but shock the two people who had taken the front.

"Ah! I will kill you The man in royal guards screamed, and his face was ferocious and murderous.

The blow landed on Downing's shoulder, and the pain made a layer of cold sweat ooze from her forehead, and a mouthful of blood gushed up her throat and was swallowed by her again.

"Howl again, believe it or not, I'll take your third leg first!"

The cold and sharp voice came out of her mouth. The ruthlessness on her face and the fierce look in her eyes made the three people at the scene not doubt. The little monk could say that he could do it. After all, just just now, he did not hesitate to stab a knife into his thigh, and turned the dagger mercilessly. From this, we can see that he is a ruthless person.

"Dare you

"You can see if I dare!"

The dagger in her hand pierced into the man's thigh again. However, the knife was close to the inside of his thigh. He was so frightened that the man in royal clothes kept his mouth closed and was still gnawing his teeth. He was afraid that the little monk would actually cut his third leg.

Looking at a pool of blood shed from the body of the man in royal clothes, his face was pale, and his previously cruel color was gone. The two people who were not far away also held up their hearts tightly.

They were ordered to protect the second master. If there was any good or bad in the second master, they would die.

The tall and thin middle-aged man stared at the young monk in front of him, took a deep breath, and quietly stepped back to the middle-aged man's back, and said, "don't be impulsive. We won't do it to you. We'll step back."

However, just as his voice fell, a sleeve arrow whirred out of his ear, toward downing in front of him.

Although Tang Ning had the intention to guard against it, the speed of the sleeve arrow injected with internal breathing was not what she could avoid at present. She only felt a pain in the arm holding the dagger, and the numbness spread to the mouth of the tiger, and the dagger in her hand dropped to the ground with a clang sound.

She didn't even have time to pick up the dagger and fasten the man's throat. She saw a flash of figure in front of her. The next moment, the whole person was hit and flew out.

"Bang!"

She snorted, and her body fell to the ground, and the bowl in her arms also fell out. She seemed to be in a broken frame. She stuck in her throat at one breath. After a while, she was relieved. At the same time, the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood.

"Kill him for me!"

The brocade man, who had been helped up by a middle-aged man, was staring at the little monk who fell on the ground with killing intention. He thought of the hand that had been cut off and the knives that were tied on his body. He wanted to tear him up!

The tall and thin middle-aged man was ordered to take a palm at the little monk on the ground. The palm condensed the spirit breath. For a little monk who had not cultivated himself, he was convinced that he would die with his own palm!

Downing saw that the palm was a strong breath visible to the naked eye. At that moment, she felt that death was very close to her.

The instinct to survive made her body roll on the spot and get up again quickly. She avoided the palm and retreated quickly. However, the other side did not give her a chance to breathe. She failed to hit the target again.