Chapter 628

After the silver needle hit the axe, it instantly penetrated the axe and directly disappeared into the strong man's body.

"What!" The strong man's eyes were shocked. He didn't expect that the silver needle was so fierce that it could penetrate his axe.

Although the silver needle penetrated the Tomahawk, the Tomahawk did not disperse, and the silver needle also changed its trajectory, avoided the key place of the big hole in the chest and pierced into the left arm.

"Ah!" The strong man screamed and went back three or four steps.

"Miso!" With a sound of, the Tomahawk in his hand inserted into the ground and barely stabilized his body.

Moreover, he could clearly feel a sense of numbness and powerlessness coming from the arm hit by the silver needle, and hung down powerlessly.

"Poisonous“ Without the slightest hesitation, he blocked the shoulder acupoints to prevent the spread of toxins.

"Yes, it hasn't fallen yet after being hit by my blood spirit needle." The middle-aged man had a funny smile on his mouth, "but if you don't have my antidote for the next two hours, you will die miserably."

"Even if you die, you can't take another step forward!" The strong man roared and the axe in his hand was sharp, with a momentum of looking back on death.

"Just a loyal dog!" The middle-aged man's eyes showed a strong killing intention. At the same time, the blood light of his left hand flashed, and a bloody short sword appeared in his hand.

The short sword is cold and bloody.

"You don't have any chance." The middle-aged man's body sank, the short blade in his hand flashed, and cut at the strong man's neck at a very fast speed.

The strong man perceived an extremely dangerous smell from the blood light, which he rarely had.

But he had no choice at this time. The muscles of his right arm swelled and the battle axe roared in his hand, facing the blood light.

"Qiang." The two weapons hit each other with a clear sound of steel.

As soon as the voice sounded, the middle-aged man whispered, "break it for me!"

"Bang“ With a sound of, the edge of the dagger instantly scattered the axe condensed with evil Qi, turned into countless black Qi and dissipated in the air.

After smashing the Tomahawk, the edge of the short sword kept cutting away.

"No!" The strong man was surprised and flashed back.

He escaped the fatal blow, but left a bone deep sword mark on his chest. The blood kept flowing out and immediately dyed his clothes red.

The strong man was already poisoned and was so badly hurt that he staggered and immediately fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man sneered and walked up to him step by step: "is there anything you want to say before you die?"

"Kill if you want. I'm willing to die for sister Xiang!" The strong man drank loudly and glared at the middle-aged man.

His action is tantamount to angering his opponent, "die!" The blood light on the short sword flashed again and stabbed the strong man's heart.

Just as the strong man was about to die, the door of the basement suddenly opened, and a scorn came from inside.

"Presumptuous!"

The voice fell, and a figure with ragged clothes, disheveled hair and pale face staggered out of the basement. It was Liu Xiang.

At this time, although she was embarrassed, her snow-white skin was exposed in the air, which seemed to have an irresistible temptation.

The middle-aged man looked at Liu Xiang, and his eyes became more obscene. "Tut tut Tut, I didn't expect that you could stand and talk for three days without an antidote. It really impressed me."

"Less nonsense, three days have come. Give me the antidote!" Liu Xiang held the wall and scolded.

"Who says it's already here? It's still more than 20 minutes away. I dare not disobey the above orders." The middle-aged man replied with a smile.

Then he reached into his arms and took out a jade green porcelain vase.

The porcelain vase seemed to have some kind of magic, which deeply attracted Liu Xiang's eyes, and her eyes revealed the color of urgency.

"Give the antidote to sister Xiang!" The strong man clenched his teeth and barely supported himself.

"How annoying!" The middle-aged man said impatiently.

With that, he stepped out like lightning and kicked the strong man in the abdomen. He kicked him three or four meters away and hit the wall not far away.

"Wow." The strong man had a sweet throat, vomited blood and fainted directly

"You..." Liu Xiang bit her teeth, but she was weak and couldn't do anything.

"Step back!" The middle-aged man whispered to several injured men.

"Yes." Several people answered and left quickly.

"Hey, hey, now there are only two of us left." The middle-aged man wantonly glanced at Liu Xiang with obscene eyes.

"What are you doing?" Liu Xiang's eyes showed a trace of vigilance.

"As long as you promise to follow me, I will not only give you the antidote immediately, but also save your useless man. What do you think?" The middle-aged man smiled.

"Don't dream here!" Liu Xiangbei clenched her teeth and scolded angrily.

"If you don't agree, you'll have to endure it for a while, but it's a pity that such a loyal subordinate." The middle-aged man said.

The strong man is loyal to Liu Xiang. Liu Xiang naturally can't give up, but she can't accept this condition!

"If he dies, I'll make you regret it!" Liu Xiang said coldly.

"You still want to coerce me in this situation. Isn't it too much?" As he spoke, he approached the past step by step, "they all said that peonies die and ghosts are romantic. Today I really want to try."

"You dare!" Liu Xiang angrily scolded.

She said so, but her body subconsciously retreated. The man is a hungry ghost in color and is likely to do something special.

"See if I dare." The middle-aged man said with an obscene smile. He was ready to move on, "bang!" With a loud noise, the door of the villa was knocked open by a strong force. Several people who had quit before flew in upside down, lying on the ground and wailing constantly.

"Who!" The middle-aged man immediately became vigilant and looked at the door. He saw a cold-looking man in a black robe come in.

The man looked thirty-four or fifteen years old, with a tall and straight body, sharp eyes like a sword, and his hands carried behind him confidently.

"Give her the antidote!"

The middle-aged man looked at the time and said, "it's not three days yet..."

But before he finished, the man's cold eyes made him shudder, "give it to her!"

The middle-aged man silently clenched his fist and reluctantly gave Liu Xiang the antidote in his hand