Chapter 704: Ten Seconds of Assassination
Back in the wooden house, the room was as quiet as usual. There was a cardboard box on the table, and a set of clean clothes was in the box. This was what Alice left behind before she left yesterday. The clothes are very ordinary, but they represent her heart.
Bing Zhixie walked into the wooden house. He felt a little tired. After floating for so long, the wounds on his body ached. He walked to the bed and wanted to go to bed and lie down for a while, but suddenly he stopped and found a spider on the ground, a spider that had been trampled to death.
This spider was the same as the one he blew off in the morning. It had a black body and yellow stripes on its limbs. But maybe it wasn't the one he blew down. This kind of spider is very common here, maybe there is more than one in the room. But...
But Bing Zhixie didn't think so: "Who came in? Is it the landlord?" The spider on the ground was crushed, but it was not trampled to death yesterday or a long time ago. The mucus that burst out of his stomach is still on the ground, and the liquid is still wet. It was obviously trampled to death today, and it was during the time he was out: "Did I trample to death myself?" It is possible, but he is not like that. Thinking, because he already heard the wind behind his ears.
The blade scraped across the bandage on the back of his neck, and he rolled onto the wooden bed. The scabbed wound was squeezed, making him breathless in pain. A hand suddenly stretched out from under the bed and grabbed his ankle. It was so fast that he had no time to react and was dragged under the bed.
Under the bed, a masked man in a white scarf stabbed Bing Zhixie's eyes with a dagger. At that moment, the airflow caused by the dagger piercing the air could even be seen in Bing Zhixie's pupils. He raised his head suddenly and hit the bottom of the bed. The dagger pierced his cheek, but he escaped the fatal blow. He rolled over again without hesitation and pressed against the masked man under the bed. As soon as he rolled away, a knife came down from the bed and stabbed the seat where he had just been.
It only happened for a moment. Bing Zhixie pressed on the man, but was immediately restrained by the man. He pushed Bing Zhixie away and kicked Bing Zhixie on the shoulder. On the belly. Bing Zhixie was kicked out and hit the wooden cabinet on the other side, knocking over all the vases on the cabinet.
The vase on the cabinet had just been knocked over and was still rolling down in the air. Another person appeared above Bing Zhixie’s head. It turned out that this person had been hanging on the ceiling invisibly, and then suddenly appeared, With a flick of his feet, he stabbed straight down with the sword.
“Ah...!”
The sword blade grazed the waist and pierced into the wooden floor. Bing Zhixie's left waist was cut with a large gash, and the white bandage was immediately stained red with blood. At this time, the first attacker rushed over with a knife. Bing Zhixie ignored the pain all over his body and stepped on the counter with the sole of his foot. He used the airflow from the air to launch his body sideways and turned around. Turn around and head straight for the door. The space in the house is too small and it would be too dangerous to fight them here.
But as soon as he rushed to the door, an icy flower bloomed in front of him. Bing Zhixie rushed into it too quickly, and his body was blocked into the house again: "No, there are people outside!"< br>
There were scattered figures outside the window. It was unclear how many people were around the wooden house, but there were at least ten.
The wind came from behind again, and the three killers rushed towards him with weapons, very fast.
Bing Zhixie was still buried in the crushed ice, and his body was stabbed in many places. He almost had no time to react. Two ice flowers instinctively blocked one of them, followed by several ice walls. He blocked the one holding the dagger, but no matter how quick his consciousness was, he had no time to react to the third person. The long sword penetrated the ice wall and stabbed Bing Zhixie's thigh. Fortunately, the ice wall blocked the sword from its original vital point.
The moment Bing Zhixie almost felt the pain, she saw through Bing Ling a figure rushing towards the door. He didn't have time to think too much. The wind in his body shook and pushed against the ice that had not dissipated. He stepped back. The long sword was still in his thigh. As soon as he stepped back, the sword was pierced out of the thigh muscle. The sword was covered in blood.
This moment was an instinctive reaction. Even if he had the slightest thought, he would be hit by the iron fist that came in from the door.
‘Bah!’ The remaining ice flowers were smashed into pieces by the iron fist and scattered on the ground. Bing Zhixie bumped backwards into the sword-wielding killer, which the sword-wielding killer didn't expect. Ice chains quickly grew out from behind Bing Zhixie and wrapped around the killer. The ice chains were twisted around his neck like a white snake, preparing to strangle him, but the sword-wielding killer reacted very quickly and immediately twisted the sword in his hand. The severe pain in his leg made Bing Zhixie lose control of the ice chain in an instant. The killer quickly drew his sword and retreated, cutting off the chain that was vaporizing on his body. At the same time, the other two killers with knives and daggers rushed towards Bing Zhixie again. The glass windows on the north and south sides of the wooden house were also smashed open. The two iron fists of the iron-fisted man in front flashed with blue lightning. They all came out to fight Bingzhixie.
In this unforgettable moment, even the smallest error of judgment will kill Youquan immediately. Bing Zhixie reacted almost simultaneously with his body and mind. The wind element under his feet flicked, turning his body sideways and flipping in the air. The pair of iron fists struck him above his body, and the blade swept across his back. The tip of the dagger lightly scratched his shoulder, bringing up a string of blood beads. Bing Zhixie clung to the edge of death and escaped from the blind spot of these three fatal moves.
The blood beads brought up by the dagger's edge were still being scattered, and Bing Zhixie was still flipping in the air. At this moment, he saw that the blood beads brought up changed from red to black. "Poisonous!" Before the others landed, the person who rushed in from the north window threw out a row of darts, and the tips of the darts were still shining with green light.
At this moment, Bing Zhixie's heart was in his throat. He quickly used the explosive power of the wind to reverse the situation again. When he turned this time, his eyelashes could even feel the impact of the last time he used the wind to change his body position. airflow.
‘Duo Duo Duo’ three darts hit the wooden cabinet, but two more were inserted into Bing Zhixie’s body. Then almost at the same time, Bing Zhixie felt his right hand tightening, and a small chain was wrapped around his leg. It was from the person who broke the south window. At this time, the blood beads brought up by the dagger have not yet fallen to the ground, and the iron-fisted man has not yet retracted his move. The killer with the knife is turning the direction of the blade and preparing to slash at it diagonally. The killer with the sword is raising the sword and is preparing to plunge into the ice. Zhixie's chest. At this time, Bing Zhixie was still hanging in the air and spinning. He had already unleashed the power of wind for the second time, and the wind element was still blowing in the inertia of his consciousness.
It was less than ten seconds from the first knife-wielding killer to this moment. Bing Zhixie had experienced life and death several times, but in the end he still ended up like this.
But at this critical moment of life and death, their cooperation seemed to have gone awry. The killer at Nan Chuang exerted his strength, and the chains pulled Bing Zhixie over, hitting the window and knocking him out. All the killers in the room who were slashing with swords failed. But Nan Chuang's chain killer had his own plans. He seemed to want to kill Bing Zhixie himself.
The chain killer then jumped out of the window, swung the chain and danced Bing Zhixie like a windmill. The force became faster and faster, and suddenly the force turned and hit a big rock on the ground. If this head hits him, his brains will explode. And just as he falls, he sees a wind-bone wolf rushing towards him like two blue-gray wind masses on the left and right, and a prairie griffin is swooping down in the sky. .
‘Boom’ The stone was smashed into pieces. Two wind-bone wolves passed by each other, and the rolled-up wind blades cut the splashed large rocks into countless small pieces. The strong griffon shook its head in the gravel, but there was no one on the iron chain on its body. film.
“No, let him teleport away!”
After spinning so many times in the air, Bing Zhixie was well prepared.
Immediately a magician followed the remaining magic and teleported away, but after a while he came back and shook his head.
"Cut!"
A dozen masked killers stamped their feet angrily and immediately evacuated from the cabin...
(End of this chapter)
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