Chapter 137 Kill All

If it is said that the two teams of assassins of Fengxiang and Zhao Bai are depressed, then the assassins surrounding Zhao Bai can only be described as trembling.

At first, under a face, the assassin's leader immediately judged the strength of these three people. In his opinion, Fengxiang is undoubtedly the strongest. There is a strong general style, and Zhou Pangzi's small eyes kept sweeping randomly, which seemed very shrewd. Only Zhao Bai seemed to shrink and seemed to be a little scared.

So the leader took a while, and the 20 assassins were divided into three. Seven surrounded Fengxiang, seven dominated Zhou Fatty, and the remaining six saw the bully Zhao Bai.

What I didn't expect was that after this test, Zhao Bai, who seemed to be easy to bully, became stronger and smoother, and now he has completely suppressed six of them. Now two of them have been seriously injured and can only retreat to make countermeasures. Fortunately, Zhao Bai had no weapons in his hand. Otherwise, I'm afraid these six people would have gone down to meet.

"Quick battle!" After seeing the situation in the room, Yang Huang stood outside and shouted coldly, with a trace of anger in his voice. Fengxiang's kung fu was taught by Yang Huang and Changyun. How could they not know their weight? Especially after watching them not lose, but falling into a stalemate with these assassins, you can see what they are paying attention to at a glance.

After hearing Yang Huang's angry cry, the three people in the room were shocked, but then a trace of determination appeared in their eyes.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

I only heard the roar of the three people, and their eyes turned slightly red. Without waiting for those assassins to understand what had happened, they suddenly felt that the pressure on their men had doubled. If the three are just trapped and alone, then at this moment they suddenly become uncaged tigers, making it difficult for them to fight.

The people surrounding Zhao Bai were broken at the first time. Before that, they were injured by Zhao Bai, and the remaining four had already been forced to wait for the source of the other brothers. Unexpectedly, with the voice outside the house, Zhao Bai suddenly burst out twice as strong as before.

Seeing that the long sword of the four of them blocked the way, Zhao Bai actually avoided it. He made a mistake in his palm and patted the nearest two respectively.

"Look for death!" The two assassins were overjoyed. As the saying goes, an inch long and an inch strong. At such a close distance, Zhao Bai's palms were about to be pierced by their swords before they touched them.

But what happens in the world is so unexpected. Seeing that the long sword in their hands has pierced Zhao Bai's clothes, he will directly give him a cold. But then they were surprised to find that the tip of the sword turned backwards. But Zhao Bai in front of them was obviously standing there motionless. Could it be a ghost?

Of course, this absurd idea did not last long, because the next moment there was a severe pain in their chest, which finally made them understand that it was not Zhao Bai who dodged, but that they were slapped out.

"Bang!" Only two muffled sounds came, but the two unlucky ghosts were photographed in the sky more than ten feet high, and then fell heavily to the ground. The pupils were already scattered and not far from death.

All this happened so quickly that even the two assassins who were still fighting with Zhou Fatty and Fengxiang did not come to their senses. It was too late when they found out that something was wrong, because Zhao Bai had moved and rushed towards them.

" boss, help!" At the critical moment of life and death, the remaining two assassins no longer care about their face. While holding a sword in front of him, he retreated repeatedly and shouted for help without demeanor.

However, his boss has no time to take care of their life and death, and even he himself is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. He now can see that the strength of these three people is not comparable to that of his group. The reason why they were able to draw before was that these three people didn't want to hurt them.

But now with the voice of the man outside the house, these three people are finally ruthless and want to really take action.

"Drink!" Feng Xiang shrank his fists around his waist and shouted angrily. Suddenly, a faint flame ignited on the surface of his body. The flame seemed to be a thin layer, as if it could be blown out. But soon they knew that they were wrong. Because as the flame ignited, a heat wave followed.

The huge heat forced them out of two or three feet, which could stop. But the scene in front of them made them no longer have the idea of resisting. Fengxiang was like a flame god of war falling from the sky at this time. Those assassins even suspected that their sword would have no effect even if they stabbed Fengxiang. Instead, they would be melted directly by the flames on his body.

That being said, the wind flying surrounded by flames doesn't seem to feel anything. He raised his head and looked at the assassin who was slowly fading back. Youyou said, "Don't run, you all have to die today!" After saying that, Feng Xiang stepped out and directly grabbed the nearest assassin.

As soon as his body moved, a scorching wave came. The assassin locked by him only felt that the air in front of him suddenly disappeared, so that he did not even have a chance to breathe, and was directly grasped by Fengxiang.

Hearing a muffled sound, the assassin captured by Fengxiang suddenly burned from the inside out. Unexpectedly, he didn't have time to make a scream, and it turned into a pile of coke!

"Run!" Seeing this, the leader of the assassin had no time to figure it out. How could he not understand what had happened when he saw this? The ability he uses in front of him is no longer secular martial arts at all, which means that there are three practitioners standing in front of him!

The name of the true practitioner alone is enough for them to escape, let alone face the battle. If it had been known that these three people were practitioners, there would have been no such battle. The assassin leader has already issued a signal to escape at the first time.

But now they are not slow. Usually, they also play the role of assassins in the world, so they naturally know the careful rules. The reason why they swaggered into the city owner's mansion this time is that they saw that the city owner's mansion could not prevent them at all. What's more, the black-robed people hired them to scare the city owner. Naturally, only by swaggering in can they pray for deterrence.

Under the order of the leading assassin, the remaining six assassins turned out to be vertical and faded back together. Before they landed and stood firmly, there was another point under their feet, and they flew in six directions. This time, even if the other party is a golden warrior, it is impossible to stop them all. But unfortunately, this time they are facing practitioners.

"Would you like to run?" An assassin was killed in such a tragic way. Even if Fengxiang's face is not exposed, his heart is already full of mixed feelings. This feeling can't be eliminated by preparing in advance.

Without waiting for Fengxiang to suppress his heart's vomiting impulse, he only saw a few people around him want to run. Immediately, the daily training played a role. The murder in Fengxiang's eyes flashed by, and his hands were pulled together. The flames on his body condensed towards the palm of his hand one after another, and less than one breath condensed into a fist-sized fireball.

"Breaking dragon inflammation!" Fengxiang shouted loudly, and the fire beads in his hand suddenly burst. This move was one of the three spells given to him by Yang Huang. After the fire bead burst, there was no chaotic fire as expected by several people. On the contrary, the fire bead suddenly darkened in color, and then suddenly broke into countless small pieces.

Just as several people rose into the air and were stunned. In the countless fast-cracked fire elixir, a little fluorescence rose in the air, and then grew longer in the wind and grew up quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a six-inch-long fire dragon.

This series of changes is complicated, but in fact it is completed between flashes and sparks. Before the six people jumped to the wall again, the six fire dragon tails trembled gently and turned into a streamer and stabbed these people respectively.

Although they have developed a twelve-point spirit and are fully prepared to avoid the pursuit. But I never thought that the chase would come so fast, ten times faster than the arrow shot by the powerful crossbow.

How does this make them hide? They even felt that they didn't have time to put out the idea of hiding. The little fire dragon had rushed to them and passed directly through the next moment.

"Puff!" A muffled sound came, but the remaining six assassins had all fallen from the sky, their eyes turned white, and they couldn't die anymore!

"Good!" When he saw this scene, Fatty Zhou couldn't help shouting and couldn't wait to jump up and cheer. Although he shouted happily, Fengxiang was not so good. Looking at the white-eyed corpse around, and then looking at the corpse that had turned into a piece of coke that was still burning, and no longer suppressed the rolling stomach. He half knelt on the ground and vomited loudly!

Zhao Bai vomited two more steps in a row, grabbed a long sword, and picked the four people left beside him directly to death. Suddenly, the courtyard was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

After finishing all this, Zhao Bai put the long sword in his hand into the ground, looked at Fatty Zhou, and retreated to the side. He seems to be an innocent person, but his pale face also proves that he is not having a good time now!

Seeing that the two brothers had finished their handicrafts, Fatty Zhou did not dare to be vague anymore. Immediately with an angry shout, a fire snake suddenly appeared on its arm. As soon as it appeared, it immediately wrapped around the fat man's arm last week, as if it had put a flame arm armor on Fatty Zhou.