Before the Assassin could reply, he heard the clanging of weapons in the room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"And the accomplices, their target is Shuxue!"

After figuring out the purpose of the assassins, Chang Wei couldn't care about interrogation anymore, ran into the patio with a sword in one hand, and a figure a few steps away turned around and ran towards the house in a panic.

As soon as he entered the corridor, the two short men at the door rubbed their bodies and pounced on Chang Wei, this kind of cramped and narrow place, once they were entangled by the two, it was really difficult to get out.

However, the soft sword was not controlled in this kind of place, Chang Wei's wrist flicked, and the snake-like soft sword was bent into a rope sleeve, dexterously put on the neck of the man on the left, and his right hand struck out with a hundred steps of divine fist.

Two muffled clattering sounds came from the necks and chests of the two men at the same time, and a long cut was made in the neck of the man who was hit by the sword, and his head fell crookedly to the side, leaving only a layer of skin attached, hanging on the chest, looking terrifying and cruel. The man tried his best to straighten his neck and put it back, but he lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

The moment the person on the right was punched in the chest, the entire chest and abdomen completely collapsed, and the person flew upside down through the wooden door behind him, and when the body fell to the floor, the bones were shattered inch by inch, and the upper body folded upside down and overlapped with the stomach, and it had lost its human form.

"Fuck, what's going on?" It's impossible not to alarm the people fighting in the attic with such a big movement.

"Tu Zhenhai?!" Now Chang Wei finally understood why Tu Zhenhai was going to take him to the casino, "This scumbag dares to fight Shuxue's idea, hum, I'm really tired." ”

However, since there is still the sound of weapons colliding, it means that Tang Shuxue is still safe, and Chang Wei's heart is slightly relieved.

Flying up the attic stairs, he saw that in the corridor opposite the room, Tang Shuxue was in a worrying situation with one enemy and three enemies, and there were two bloody people lying on the ground next to him, and he looked like he had already swallowed his breath.

Tang Shuxue was only wearing a tight-fitting silk coat, the white silk pants were torn in many places, the hearts of the people with snow-white buttocks were shaking, and the mutton fat white jade-like skin was dotted with a few eye-catching blood flowers.

Tu Zhenhai had two water-splitting thorns in his palm, and he kept picking thorns at Tang Shuxue's towering chest and white and greasy lower body, which didn't look like a fight at all, it was just a joke at all.

There was a lewd and evil voice in his mouth: "Ha, this sword is so good, little girl, your uncle who is shaking above you can't do martial arts, wow, it's really fucking white and tender underneath." Surrender quickly and let Lao Tzu have a good time, so as not to hurt you. ”

Tang Shuxue's pink and pretty face had already turned red with shame, and her chest couldn't help but rise and fall to show an extremely embarrassed mood, and under Tu Zhenhai's banter, her swordsmanship and body skills became more and more scattered.

Chang Wei could see at a glance that the martial arts of the two people on the left and right were not high, and although the water splitting thorn in Tu Zhenhai's hand was not very clever, he was extremely measured, and he never left Tang Shuxue's vital point, showing his precise control.

When Chang Wei was about to step into the house, Tu Zhenhai's left hand quickly clicked out, and it was the moment when Tang Shuxue raised his breath and changed his strength, and the water splitting thorn easily tore off a piece of small clothes on her chest, revealing a little red bud.

Chang Wei was furious, and his tongue burst into a spring thunder and shouted, "Look for death!"

Before the words fell, the person had already swept three feet away like a swift wind and thunder, and when Tu Zhenhai turned back in surprise, Chang Wei had already swept in front of him.

The spirit snake spits out the fog and swallows the sky!

As the most powerful group killing move in the black crystal soft sword was sacrificed, a small tuk tuk sound suddenly sounded in mid-air.

There seemed to be a spirit snake with an open mouth and spitting poisonous mist in Tu Zhenhai's mind, it swam in a zigzag shape in mid-air, its body was both agile and soft and full of toughness, the scales on its body were visible under the dim light, and the hideous snake spit out a scarlet and cold letter from its mouth, and the cruel and ruthless light radiating from its long and narrow eyes made Tu Zhenhai's heart tremble.

Tu Zhenhai exhaled and shouted violently, finally dispelling the cruel and weird picture in his mind, and after waking up, he found that the black crystal soft sword was actually drawn towards his face like a whip, and what was even worse was that the soft sword was facing him vertically, if he was hit by the sword blade, would he still be alive?

At the critical moment, Tu Zhenhai lifted the internal force of his body, overlapped the water splitting thorns left and right in front of him, and blocked the soft sword drawn at great speed.

Although he reacted quickly, he forgot that Chang Wei was using a soft sword, what would happen if he blocked the soft sword?

The next moment the answer was revealed, after the soft sword collided with the water splitting thorn, it didn't even make a sound, under Chang Wei's precise control, the soft sword wrapped around Tu Zhenhai's right hand like a poisonous snake, and the internal force spit out, and the water splitting spur fell to the ground with a bang, and a deep bone-visible scar appeared on Tu Zhenhai's wrist, and blood was sprinkled down like raindrops.

"Whew~!" Tu Zhenhai was like a wounded beast, and he took a few steps back in the howl, and was terrified out of Chang Wei's attack range.

It's just that the two people who besieged Tang Shuxue didn't have such good luck, Chang Wei didn't stop after slashing back Tu Zhenhai with a sword, and the soft sword shook left and right, cutting two long openings between the two people's chests and abdomen.

Seeing that Chang Wei arrived in time, Tang Shuxue's eyes showed a look of surprise, and even the swordsmanship in his hand became extremely powerful.

Chang Wei's one sword and three styles injured the enemy but failed to kill a single person, which made him very dissatisfied, but this is the characteristic of the soft sword, although it is weird and tricky, it is extremely difficult to prevent, but the lethality is insufficient.

Because of dissatisfaction, the killing intent in his heart became stronger by three points, and the sword style he struck out with anger became more fierce and fierce.

The two enemies flew back at their feet, and the water thorns in their hands danced even faster, but they couldn't judge the trajectory of the soft sword even more desperately, and in an instant, there were several more bloody wounds on their bodies.

At the same time, Tang Shuxue's sword light pierced like lightning, piercing one enemy with a "poof", and the other was terrified in his heart, and the water stabbed slowly to reveal a flaw in his chest.

How could Chang Wei let go of this kind of opportunity, with a swing, the wind-chasing leg method kicked into his chest like a crossbow arrow, and with a muffled bang, the enemy struggled and smashed towards Tu Zhenhai, who was fleeing.

Chang Wei's kick turned out to be killing two birds with one stone, not only kicking the man but also blocking Tu Zhenhai's escape route.

Tu Zhenhai's eyes shot a fierce and ruthless light, and his left hand stabbed forward fiercely, instantly piercing the body of his flying companion, and the man was on the spot with a face full of grief and indignation and unwilling to die.

Although the result was a flying obstacle, the speed of escape still weakened, Chang Wei took two steps diagonally to intercept his way, Tu Zhenhai threw the water thorn forward, but the person slyly bounced back, and it was the idea of striking the east and west.

However, his wishful thinking failed, with a bright sword light, the angry Tang Shuxue nailed him to the spot, and Chang Wei, who had escaped the stinger in an instant, surrounded him, and the two joined forces to force Tu Zhenhai into a corner.

"Stop, who are you?" Seeing that there was no way to escape, Tu Zhenhai shouted loudly, trying to delay time.

"Tsk, I don't want to beg for mercy when I'm dying, and I'm still in the mood to ask this. Chang Wei had an extremely mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Tu Zhenhai, you really have the demeanor of a vampire ghost!"

"Do you know me?" Tu Zhenhai's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously stepped back, not stopping until his back was against the wall, "You, who are you?" (To be continued.) )