"I, Chen Zhizhong, am ashamed of being in front of Emperor Chen, so I leave here specially. Mr. Feng, I hope you will be blessed by heaven... If you can get rid of today's crisis, I, Chen Zhizhong, will definitely come and apologize in person."
The sound echoed in the air, but the person had already gone far.
Chen Zhizhong
This name surprised both Ning Biluo and Zhao Pingtian.
The fourth killer in the world
This person is ranked higher than Yin Yucheng, and his combat record is as fierce as Zhao Pingtian's. I didn't expect that he would also come and be hidden among so many killers... If he hadn't announced his name personally, I'm afraid he would have been killed.
The two of them really didn't expect that he would be inside. This man was particularly good at assassination. He could always succeed with one blow and fly thousands of miles away. But in terms of instantaneous assassination, he was almost the first person in Hanyang. If he really got it together,
When he comes to the side of himself and others, he is suddenly attacked. Can he survive?
With this thought, both Ning Biluo and Zhao Pingtian subconsciously had a cold war. They may not dare to say that they can escape Chen Zhizhong's decisive blow.
Unexpectedly, Chen Zhizhong was also born in the Chen Emperor’s Kingdom?
Fortunately, Chen Zhizhong is gone now.
Fortunately, Chen Zhizhong is gone
Immediately, dozens more people walked away without saying a word.
"Although there is a lot of money and the killer is ruthless, I will inevitably feel ashamed today. Please take care of yourself, Mr. Feng."
Dozens of killers chose to evacuate.
Ye Xiao sighed a little in his heart. Although these people are killers, they still... still have a sense of human integrity. It undoubtedly requires courage to choose to retreat in front of such a huge temptation.
Some of the remaining people hesitated for a moment, then lowered their heads.
But, he didn't leave.
No one leaves anymore
After all, Feng Zhiling's head... is too valuable
This is infinite temptation
There are really not many people who can resist
With such a great opportunity ahead, and such a valuable head being beheaded by others, wouldn't it be unfair...
This Feng Zhiling must die today
Since death is certain, why should you give others an advantage?
Chen Zhizhong was obsessed with his own reputation and missed such a great opportunity. He must have come out without his head today, so he couldn't take away other people's heads. Isn't it God's blessing that such a powerful competitor left on his own?
Those people actually left, and as a killer, he actually said that he was like a gentleman...
Countless killers from the Chen Emperor Kingdom thought so in their hearts.
"Feng Junzuo, please stop trying to instigate rebellion with your sweet words." A killer from the Blue Wind Empire laughed loudly: "Such a large sum of money, don't say it is for someone you don't know, Feng Junzuo, even if it is for yourself.
His biological father can also be killed... Haha, at this juncture, we are actually talking about the integrity of the country and the righteousness of the nation. Lingbao Pavilion is now destroyed, and it will be the turn of the Chen Emperor Kingdom soon. It is already destined."
Ye Xiao nodded slowly: "That's right. I've thought about it too. However, you have made it clear that you want to kill me. If you don't want to sit back and die, I will naturally kill you too. I was just worried that I accidentally killed a good person... So,
You must give yourself a reason to kill."
"Now, I have figured it out, found the reason, and have a clear idea."
Ye Xiao's eyes faintly passed over the black-clothed killers around him: "No matter who you are, my reasons for killing you are already very sufficient."
Ye Xiao made his first move since he appeared. He walked forward with faint steps. His eyes suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance, and an unprecedented murderous aura suddenly shot up into the sky.
"Whoever stands in my way will die"
Ye Xiao said coldly.
"Kill him" one person yelled and rushed forward first.
The killers here may be afraid of Ning Biluo, Zhao Pingtian, and even Liu Changjun can give them considerable intimidation, but the words "Feng Zhiling" are never among the names that make them fearful.
What's more, as long as one person moves, the others will not be willing to fall behind and rush forward like a tide.
Even if Feng Zhiling is hidden and has strong cultivation, can he withstand such an endless wave of people tactics?
However, in front of everyone's eyes, the figure of the Wind Lord, who was clearly charging forward, began to retreat without any warning.
At the same time, a black mist burst out with a "boom" on his body.
This black mist rolled and rolled out, spreading out in all directions at great speed.
In the blink of an eye, it has already covered an area of no less than tens of feet, and the spread has not slowed down at all, but has a tendency to spread further.
No one paid much attention to the black mist. They all thought it was Feng Junzuo's trick to hide everyone's sight through the smoke and escape. Everyone sneered in their hearts: What this guy said just now is so heroic.
Yu Yun, now he actually ran away...
Fortunately I wasn't deceived by him
Everyone is afraid that others will take the lead, so everyone is really brave and fighting for the lead.
Of course, there are also people who are cautious, fearing that the black mist will be weird, but seeing that the black mist spreads so fast, and the scope is surprisingly wide, they all feel relieved. The wider the black mist spreads, but it means
The lower the concentration of a single black mist, even if it is poisonous, the lethality is not that high. Everyone lowers their guard and rushes into the area filled with black mist. After all, Feng Zhiling did not escape from the black mist.
However, at the next moment, someone suddenly said: "Huh? Why is my face so itchy?"
Another person said: "I'm so itchy, what's going on now?"
"It's itchy on your back, my God, what's going on? Why is it so itchy?"
"My eyes are itchy..." Someone subconsciously rubbed his eyes with his hands.
All of a sudden, the hundreds of people who were rushing the fastest at the front started shouting in unison, and one by one reached out to scratch their bodies. They couldn't wait. This kind of itching was really unbearable.
"It feels good to scratch it, it's so comfortable... Hey, it's itchy again, I'll scratch it again..."
"It feels so comfortable... scratch it again..."
The person who is tickling says itching with a painful face, but at the same time he is full of enjoyment. It seems that tickling himself is a great enjoyment like a god.
However, after another moment, everyone present was shocked, and a cold air rose straight from their vests.
Each one looked at the person tickling them as if they were seeing a ghost, dumbfounded and horrified.
Especially those who are itching themselves are even more frightened when they see the person opposite who is tickling...
My scalp was itchy, so when I scratched it, a layer of it was removed from my scalp, and all the hair was still held in my hands...
There was an itch on my back. When I scratched it, I scratched off a piece of muscle on my back. It was dripping with blood and the flesh and blood were blurred...
My eyes were itchy, and when I rubbed them, my eyeballs came out and fell to the ground. Half of the light was lost in an instant. Then, the other eye also started to itch.