The fat man Ouyang Wuji is also forgiving the thin and capable opponent in front of him, this kind of person's body is usually very spiritual, and he is good at winning with speed, which can be described as the only fast and undefeated martial arts in the world. If he didn't have Ling Bo Weibu, he wouldn't have lost half of his defeat when he encountered such an opponent. After all, his own body is piled up here, and anyone will ignore his speed and agility and attack it as a weakness. But isn't this a very tempting pit?

The figure of the thin blood-clothed man was disguised one by one, and the next second he suddenly appeared on the left side of the fat man, and suddenly there were two short daggers with a cold and dazzling light between his hands, one left and one right, both daggers came out, one dagger cut horizontally under the ribs, and one dagger pierced to the shoulder and arm from top to bottom.

The fat man seemed to be startled by this sudden attack, his whole body trembled, his feet were crooked, and he staggered to the side, but he coincidentally avoided the opponent's double dagger attack, and he could avoid the blood-spattering disaster. Is it a coincidence, or is it deliberate?

The skinny blood-clad man struck a blow to no avail, and floated back, retreating faster than the wind, as if he had been standing there all along, never moving a single step.

The fat man Ouyang Wuji exhaled heavily, reached out to wipe the sweat droplets that were scared out of his face, and looked at the other party with a frightened expression.

The thin blood-clothed man also took a deep breath and smiled coldly, as if he had finally seen a pile of meat on the anvil, which could save some face for the Blood Shadow Building. It seems that he saw the miserable appearance of this fat man being cut with a knife. Kill! With a secret cry in his heart, he swayed a little bit under his feet, and his body shook again, and instantly appeared behind Ouyang Wuji, and the two daggers came out again, piercing directly into the two kidneys behind the opponent's waist, and if he was unfortunately stabbed and did not die, he only had half a life left.

As everyone knows, the fat man stumbled under his feet again, his clumsy body fell forward, and the sharp dagger was almost slashed against his waist. I'm afraid that he won't even be able to convince himself, and the two killings will all fail, even if the other party is fully prepared, it will be difficult to resolve it so easily, and four words suddenly flashed in the blood-clothed man's mind: pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!

In this kind of level of fighting, how could a person who can calmly fight be a rookie lamb? The thin and blood-clothed man suddenly despised himself a little, and he would make such a low-level mistake.

It's strange to blame the appearance of this fat man, you can fool a large number of people without acting, that series of stumbling, stumbling, leaning, seemingly frightened and clumsy, but if you think about it carefully, it is so wonderful, it seems to know your own intentions, the direction and line of the move, if you don't have superb strength and incomparable self-confidence, how dare you take risks like this, and look at the object of being fooled from beginning to end. As soon as I thought of this, I didn't feel that my vest was sweating, and I dared to continue to attack rashly. It is clear that the other party is either digging a hole or joking at himself.

Just as the thin blood-clothed man was about to float away when he suddenly heard a shocking lion's roar, his head suddenly shook, his ears buzzed, his whole body was suffocated, his legs were a little disobedient, and he felt very difficult to move, but fortunately, he and the other party opened a certain distance and got out of the effective attack range.

The big sword was unsheathed, weighing fifty pounds, but in the hands of the fat man, it was as light as a weight, and he pulled out a sword flower in the air, and his seemingly clumsy body rushed to the thin blood-clothed man crookedly, the speed seemed to be slow and fast, otherwise how could the other party have no time to dodge and dodge.

The wrist shook and the sword struck three times, and the momentum shook the sky. Dignified and upright, without any fancy vanity, the sword splits the mountain and cracks the stone.

As if intimidated by the other party's sky-swallowing momentum, the thin blood-clothed man didn't dare to take the fight head-on. The twin daggers were hidden behind their elbows, and their thin figures flickered and moved, intending to break free from the shroud of the opponent's sword. I was shocked to find that it had been firmly locked by an incomparably powerful qi machine, and no matter where it moved, it was a surging sword rush. All the directions were shrouded in the opponent's fierce sword qi, and the so-called speed became a joke at the moment, useless. At this time, if you don't have some real learning, you can only wait to be divided.

As a Tianzi-level killer, how could he be an idle person, the dagger flashed, and suddenly pierced through the sword shadow in the sky, and slashed the opponent's lower legs strangely.

The other party actually squatted close to the ground to counterattack and kill, Ouyang Wuji was half a minute late when he was shocked, the dagger cut through the trouser tube and even injured the skin of the cortex, and there was a pain in his leg, obviously injured.

The blow succeeded, and the thin blood-clothed man took advantage of the slight stagnation of the opponent's sword, and the double dagger conjured up a piece of brilliance to cut obliquely and horizontally left and right, focusing on the opponent's lower waist parts, and the serial killing was fast and ruthless.

Ouyang Wuji's body is like waves, and it seems to be dangerous between ups and downs, but the dagger is always brushing his body closely, and there is always no danger.

The skinny blood-clothed man seized the opportunity, his momentum soared, and a strong round of fierce attacks forced the opponent to dodge left and right, and he had to return to the sword to protect himself.

Ouyang Wuji's body twisted and swung back to the sword, blocking all the dagger attacks from the opponent's attack, and the dagger in the right hand of the thin blood-clothed man sank along the opponent's sword momentum, flipped from the bottom to the top, and suddenly stabbed the opponent's lower abdomen, and his left hand was not idle, drawing a strange cold light, from an incredible angle, directly piercing Ouyang Wuji's right chest, one move and two styles, extremely fierce and tricky.

The sword shadow dagger, everything happened too fast, the naked eye couldn't keep up with the changes, the thrilling fight between the lightning and flint came to an abrupt end, and the thin blood-clothed man still kept kneeling on one knee, with two daggers in his hands, a dagger cutting the abdomen, and a dagger stabbing the chest, and it was frozen.

The shirt on the fat man's chest was torn, revealing the golden silk soft armor inside, and no blood stains oozed. At this time, Ouyang Wuji was angry, holding a sword in both hands and pointing obliquely at the ground.

The scene eerily stands still, who wins and who loses?

The fat man suddenly let out a lion's roar again, and the thin blood-clothed man's kneeling body shook violently, and his entire body suddenly split neatly from the middle, and a pile of internal organs slipped to the ground in the burst of blood light.

The Tianzi-level killer was divided by a sword, and the scene was bloody and tragic, this was the fate of the killer, no one exclaimed and sighed, but there was a little more blood in the silent air, and there was a little bit of murder caused by anger.

The face fell into a short silence, and neither side continued to send people out, as if they were thinking about what to do next? The next two will have no chance of winning at all, and there may be two more corpses with severed limbs. The only advantage at the moment is that it is more than ten times superior to the opponent in terms of numbers, and it is not impossible to surround and kill him.

The eyes under the mask of the gold-clothed man kept scanning the people who landed with the wind, hesitated for a moment and were difficult to decide.

In fact, once these killers emerge from the shadows, they will no longer have any danger, and Lu Suifeng alone can kill them as a whole in an instant.

However, the next step is still to face the endless entanglement and attack of the Blood Shadow Building, this is just a relatively important nest of the other party, and there should be a lot of places like this, and it is not wise to continue to kill them one by one. At present, the fierce power is established, and the other party has damaged three Tianzi-level killers in a row, if he can sit down and talk about this, he may be able to release his suspicions and make him give up the task, because this bone is really not easy to gnaw, and he has lost a few teeth, but he has not even gained a single hair.

However, at this moment, the eleven blood-clothed people with the word "earth" on their waists, as if they had received some instructions in secret, all of them stepped out first, their momentum was cold and fierce, and each of them had the strength of the middle level of life and death.

A silver-clothed man with a sword mark on the center of his eyebrows licked his lips like blood, and said coldly: "Sneak attack and assassination is our professional function, but I didn't expect that today it was planted under the sneak attack plot of you and others, if this revenge is not avenged, there is no need for the name of the Blood Shadow Building to exist." ＂

After the silver-clothed man finished speaking, his hand flickered, and the blood-clothed people seemed to have received some instructions, the blood shadow flashed again and again, hundreds of people shuttled to each other, staggered and transposed, it seemed to be chaotic, but in fact, it was chaotic and orderly, as if it had been trained thousands of times as if the tacit understanding was skillful, and between breaths, it had quickly formed into eleven camps, each camp was no less than ten people. The strategic intent is clear and clear, and each ten-person camp will encircle and kill one of the other party, which is bound to kill!

"Kill! No one will be left!" the silver-clothed man snorted coldly, and resolutely issued the final killing order.

The eleven camps joined forces at the same time to gather Qi Condensation, and they all sent out a stormy storm like storms in the air.

Wave after wave of violent qi rushed and crushed like a rolling torrent, and each wave of qi rushed towards one person. In an instant, the eleven people of the other side were forcibly isolated, forming a combat pattern of a lone tiger against a group of wolves.

This is a strategic fighting situation, with the crowd abusing the widow and dividing the killing. These killers are all well-trained, and they cooperate with each other very tacitly, attacking and defending in an orderly manner, attacking and vicious, and everyone is not afraid of death, only seeking to hurt the enemy and kill the enemy, not seeking self-preservation, which is extremely difficult.

Lu Suifeng and the others were isolated by the other party one after another between breaths, and everyone was caught in the siege of more than ten people on the other side without exception, and the situation was worrying and not optimistic.

All of a sudden, in the empty cave, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the sword shadow was flying, the blood light burst out, and in the screaming and roaring, the sonorous sound came and went, endlessly. The violent cyclone roared violently, and the solid rocks of the mountain walls trembled.

Looking at the overall situation, the situation of the Blood Shadow Building is dominant, and the situation looks very good. The people on the other side are all struggling to support themselves in the heavy strangulation, and defeat is only a matter of time, and there is almost no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

Only the golden-clothed man didn't think so, his brows were deeply locked at this time, and a faint and imperceptible solemnity appeared in his ancient well-like eyes. He seemed to see better than everyone else, although the other party's people were surrounded and outnumbered, it seemed that they were in danger. However, up to this point in the battle, no one had fallen under heavy losses or been strangled to death.