Just when everyone was relaxing, an evil god descended from the sky, and a group of masked people dressed in black appeared in front of Xia Chiwan and Bu Zhanfeng.

Seeing this, Xia Chiwan looked at Bu Zhanfeng suspiciously.

Could it be that in Bu Zhanfeng's plan, two groups of people were prepared just in case?

If so, it would be really tricky, after all, two of the three dark guards around her had already left, leaving only one person.

Can one person resist these fierce gods in front of him?

When Xia Chiwan saw Bu Zhanfeng's equally surprised and stunned eyes, Xia Chiwan knew that these people in front of him should have nothing to do with Bu Zhanfeng.

This batch is really a god-killer, and it is completely different from the previous batch of gangsters.

Those little gangsters, in front of this group of god-killing gods, had nothing to look at at all.

As soon as these killing gods appeared, they aimed at the target, Xia Chiwan, and then drew their swords and faced each other.

The back of the sword, like a flat mirror, reflected the dazzling light of the sun, stabbing Xia Chiwan unable to open his eyes.

That's it, Xia Chiwan's whole body could feel that murderous aura, which made all the muscles in Xia Chiwan's body collapse, and his hairs stood on end.

These people really don't look like they were found by Bu Zhanfeng, after all, before Qiuqiu, Bu Zhanfeng, who had not yet set foot in officialdom, did not have such a big deal in front of him!

Although Xia Chiwan guessed the people in front of him, they were not found by Bu Zhanfeng.

However, in front of him, Xia Chiwan seemed to be a little unable to dodge.

Bu Zhanfeng secretly screamed, of course these people couldn't be a poor scholar at him, Xia Chiwan was their target.

Bu Zhanfeng was worried about whether there would be a fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond.

The only remaining secret guard was in front of Xia Chiwan, but his fists and legs were against each other.

When those killing gods were killed in front of Xia Chiwan, Xia Chiwan's secret guards, although they were skilled, could not prevent the enemy from sneaking up on Xia Chiwan from all directions.

Seeing this situation, Bu Zhanfeng gritted his teeth, not knowing whether he should run, or drag his injury, and continue to fight.

After thinking about it, Bu Zhanfeng didn't leave, but shouted.

"Miss Xia Er, you hide well, don't be injured by mistake."

Then, Bu Zhanfeng waited for the battle, not daring to deal with these killers in front of him with his previous idle heart, and was a little more serious.

In the blink of an eye, the cold sword has tasted the sweetness of blood.

Seeing the sudden chaos, it was impossible for Zhou Xuanchu and Li Xuzhi to watch the play anymore.

However, both of them tacitly covered their faces with a cloth, so they went down to help.

With the help of Zhou Xuanchu and Li Xuzhi, Xia Chi Wanzhi, who was originally in a weak position, immediately showed a situation of equal strength.

Originally, Zhou Xuanchu still had a relatively relaxed mentality, after all, Zhou Xuanchu was still very confident in himself.

But as soon as he hit it, Zhou Xuanchu's eyebrows wrinkled.

There are two kinds of killers in the world.

One is the ordinary killer who will go if the mission fails.

Another kind of killer, called the Dead.

Whether the mission is completed or not, these killers will never die!

And what Xia Chiwan encountered in front of him was the latter, the dead man!

As Zhou Xuanchu expected, these dead soldiers in front of him may not be very high, but they are indomitable.

Even if he was wounded by a sword, he never flinched, except when he died.

It is said that the vertical is afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of not dying.

Thinking of the difficulty of the dead man, even Zhou Xuanchu felt that his scalp was numb.