Chapter 678: Ten seconds of assassination

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Back in the wooden house, the room was still as quiet as usual, with a paper box on the table and a set of clean clothes in the box. This was left by Alice yesterday before she left. The clothes are ordinary, but they represent a heart.
Bing Zhixie walked into the wooden house. He felt a little tired. After so long, the wound on his body hurt. He walked over to the bed and wanted to go to bed for a while, but suddenly he stopped and found a spider on the ground, a spider that was trampled to death.
This spider, like the one he blown off in the morning, had a black body with yellow stripes on its limbs. But it might not be the one he blew off. This kind of spider is very common here. Maybe there is more than one in the room. but……
However, Bing Zhixie didn't think so: "Who came in? Is it the landlord?" The spider on the ground was squashed, but it wasn't stamped on yesterday or a long time ago. The mucus from the spider's stomach was still on the ground. The liquid is still wet. Obviously it was stamped to death today, and it was the time when he went out: "I stamped myself to death?" There is such a possibility, but he does not think so, because he has heard behind his ears Wind.
The blade wiped the bandage behind his neck, and he slammed into the wooden bed in place. The crusted wound was squeezed, making him breathless. A hand suddenly stretched out under the bed and grabbed his ankle, which was so fast that he couldn't react at all and was dragged under the bed.
Under the bed, a masked man with a white towel stabs at Bingzhixie's eyes with a dagger. At that moment, even the airflow generated by the dagger piercing the air can be seen in the pupil of Bingzhixie. He raised his head sharply and hit the floor of the bed. The dagger pierced his cheek, but he escaped the fatal blow. He did not hesitate to roll over again, and pressed against the masked man under the bed. Just after rolling away, a knife on the bed was stabbed down and stabbed in the place where he had just stayed.
This was just a matter of a moment. Bing Zhixie pressed on the man, but was immediately restrained by the man. He pushed Bing Zhixie away and pedaled on Bingzhixie's stomach. Bing Zhixie was kicked out and hit the wooden cabinet on the other side, knocking down the vases on the cabinet.
The vase on the cabinet had just knocked down and was still falling in the air. There was another person above Bingzhixie's head. It turned out that this person had been hanging invisible on the ceiling. The sword poked straight down.
"what……!"
The sword blade rubbed his waist and penetrated the wooden floor. Bingzhixie's left waist was cut with a big hole, and the white bandage was immediately stained with blood. At this time, the first attacker rushed with a knife, Bingzhixie ignored the pain of the whole body, the foot soles stepped on the cabinet surface, and the body was bounced out horizontally with the air flow of the empty pedal, and turned back. Turn and dash straight out the door. The space in the room is too small, it is too dangerous to fight with them here.
But when I rushed to the door, a flower of Bing Ling was blooming, Bing Zhixie rushed too quickly, and his body was blocked into the house again: "No, there are people outside!"
The figure outside the window was scattered, and it was unclear how many people were around the cabin, but at least ten.
Behind the wind again, the three killers rushed at him with weapons, very fast.
Bing Zhixie was still buried in the crushed ice chips, and he was stabbed in many places. He almost had no time to react. Two instinctive ice flowers blocked one of them, and then several ice walls blocked the dagger. But no matter how fast his consciousness is, it is too late to react to the third person. The long sword pierced through the ice wall and stabbed on the thigh of the ice child evil. Fortunately, the ice wall blocked the sword from the original point.
Bing Zhixie almost felt the moment of pain, seeing a figure rushing through the door through Bing Ling. He didn’t have much time to think about it. The wind shook all over him and pushed it on the ice that hadn’t dissipated. The whole person retreated, and the long sword was still in his thigh. This retreat thrust the sword out of the thigh muscles. The sword was covered with blood.
This moment was an instinctive reaction, and even a little thought would have to hit the iron fist that smashed in from the door.
The remaining Bing Linghua was smashed into pieces by Iron Fist and scattered. Bing Zhixie hit the sword-killer backwards, which made the sword-killer unexpected. Bing Zhixie quickly "growed" an ice chain around the killer. The ice chain was like a white snake wrapped around his neck to hang him, but the sword-killer responded very quickly, and immediately twisted the sword in his hand.
The intense pain in the leg made Bing Zhixie lose control of the ice chain instantly. The killer quickly drew his sword and withdrew, cutting off the chain that was vaporizing on his body. At the same time, the other two killers with knives and daggers rushed to Bingzhixie again. The glass windows on the north and south sides of the wooden house were also knocked open. The two iron fists in the front of the iron fist were flashed with blue electric lights and double fists. Qi out to Bingzhixie.
In this unacceptable moment, even the smallest judgment error will immediately kill Youquan. Bing Zhixie is almost the reaction of the body and consciousness at the same time. The wind element under his feet bounces, turning his body over and flipping in the air. The pair of iron fists struck from above his body, the blade swept under his back, and the tip of the dagger gently scratched his shoulder, bringing up a string of blood. Bing Zhixie lay close to the edge of death and escaped from the dead corner of these three deadly moves.
The blood beads brought up by the dagger edge were still being spilled, and Bingzhixie was still flipping in the air. At this moment, he saw the brought up blood beads change from red to black. "Poisonous!" The others had not landed, and the person rushing in the north window threw out a row of prismatic darts, with a green light shining on the tip of the darts.
At this moment Bingzhixie's heart hung in his throat, he quickly used the wind's explosive power to reverse again, and this time his eyelashes could even feel the airflow generated by the last time the wind changed his body position.
Three sniper darts ‘grabbed snatched’ hit the wooden cabinet, but two of them were inserted into Bingzhixie’s body. Then almost at the same time, Bing Zhixie felt a right back tighten, a small chain wrapped around his leg, issued by the person who broke the south window. At this time, the blood beads carried by the dagger had not landed on the ground, the fist of the iron fist had not recovered, the killer with the knife was turning the direction of the blade to prepare to cut diagonally up, and the killer with the sword was holding the sword and was ready to insert it into the ice. Childish evil chest. At this time, the ice childish evil was still hanging in the air and spinning, he had the force of the second burst of wind, and the wind element was still blowing in his conscious inertia.
From the first killer holding a knife to this moment, it didn't even reach ten seconds at this moment. Bing Zhixie had been alive for several years, but in the end it still ended like this.
But at this moment of life and death concerns, their cooperation seems to have made a mistake. As soon as the killer of the South Window pushed hard, the chain dragged Bingzhixie over, hitting the window and knocking it out of the window. But the chain killer of the South Window has his own plans. He seems to want to kill Bing Zhixie.
The chain killer jumped out of the window, and lifted the iron chain to dance the ice child like the windmill. I saw that the force was thrown more and more anxiously. Suddenly, the force turned around and shot a large stone straight to the ground. This head smashed, he had to split his brain, and just as he fell, he saw a left and right bone wolf rushing over like two bluish-grey breezes, and a prairie griffin in the sky was diving down ill. .
The "Boom" stone was crushed. Two wind-bearing wolves staggered past each other, and the rolled wind blade cut the large splashed stones into countless small pieces. The strong griffin threw his head in the gravel, but there was no one on the iron chain on his body. Shadow.
"No, let him teleport away!"
After so many laps in the air, Bing Zhixie was fully prepared.
Immediately, a magician chased out the remaining magic teleport, but after a while he came back and shook his head.
"cut!"
More than a dozen masked killers stomped their feet and immediately evacuated from the cabin...
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