Although someone kicked him in the back of the head and his head was shaking, the middle-aged man's mind was not affected. He knew clearly that he had fallen into the kid's trick and was ambushed.
The huge strength of the person ambushing here made the middle-aged man tremble with fear. The moment he fell to the ground, he jumped up and prepared to escape from the house.
But just as he made a move, two big iron-clamp-like hands grasped his ankles and threw him to the ground like noodles. The middle-aged man fell with a thud and his chin hit the ground hard.
He almost bit off his tongue, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.
In a panic, the middle-aged man struck with his backhand and kicked his feet at the same time, trying to get out of the opponent's control. However, the opponent ignored his attack and allowed their fists and feet to intersect, and just squeezed his ankle tightly.
The next moment, the middle-aged man saw two people wrapped in black clothes, whose faces could not be seen clearly, rushing toward him. In desperation, he quickly used the secret technique, and his short and lean body emitted a strange ripple.
quickly disappeared into the air.
After the two men in black rushed in front of him, they punched him at the place where he disappeared.
With a "wow" sound, the middle-aged man's figure appeared again, but now his expression was much sluggish, and blood spurted from his mouth, soaking his clothes and chest.
His secret method can indeed make the body and the air assimilate, making it invisible to people, but even if it can't be seen, he still stays there.
Together with the medicine corpse holding his ankles, the three medicine corpses swarmed up, like a group of thugs descending from the mountain to rob good women, and pressed him to the ground, tying his hands and feet so that he could no longer move.
The middle-aged man struggled symbolically for a few times, but found that he was like a nail being driven into the ground, and had to give up resistance.
His assassination skills are indeed quite good, but his ability to fight head-on is much worse. Now that his hands, feet and joints are locked by three powerful medicine corpses, how can he have any room to resist?
The boat capsized in the gutter! The middle-aged man looked at Tang Feng, who was slowly walking toward him with a proud look on his face and a wicked smile, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.
The other party must have planned it before luring him into the house. But when did these three enemies with outrageous strength and speed ambush here?
From them, the middle-aged man could not feel any breath or gas fluctuations, and he could not even hear the sound of breathing. This discovery shocked the middle-aged man because even he could not completely abandon his breathing and breathing.
Gangqi fluctuations.
Tang Feng smiled sinisterly as he walked aside, took back the dagger that the other party had taken out, wiped the blade lightly, flicked it with his finger, and a crisp clang sound suddenly came from the dagger.
"What a sword!" Tang Feng praised. This short sword is also a heavenly weapon. The most rare thing is that it does not have any sword aura at all. This sword is just like its master, good at concealing its aura and performing assassination techniques in secret.
The middle-aged man looked at Tang Feng with a look of great sadness and anger. It was a bit unpleasant to think that as a spiritual master, he was now in the hands of a middle-level boy at the heavenly level and was being slaughtered.
"Boy, if you have the guts, kill me. All the brothers in Blood Mist City will avenge me." The middle-aged man was quite strong-willed. When he fell into Tang Feng's hands, he not only did not ask for mercy, but even made aggressive remarks.
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However, Tang Feng could tell by looking at his expression that he didn't mean what he said. His eyes that moved from time to time were clearly looking for an opportunity to escape.
"Blood Mist City..." Tang Feng chuckled, walked to the middle-aged man and squatted down, looking directly into his eyes, "Do you people in Blood Mist City also have loyalty? I heard that you have
People are selfish and often get into fights when they disagree. How many friends do you have there? Who will avenge you after I kill you? "
I heard these things from Ouyang Yu. Most of the people gathered in Blood Mist City are ruthless and unprincipled people. Such people always only care about their own interests and never care about the lives of others.
So what the middle-aged man just said was obviously nonsense and threatening Tang Feng.
"It doesn't matter, you can give it a try. There are nine of your brothers from Blood Mist City outside. Let's see who will come here to save you." Tang Feng looked at him with a smile and patted his shoulder with the dagger.
Face.
The reason why he didn't stab him with a sword was that Tang Feng had a glimmer of hope in repaying his loyalty to his brothers in Blood Mist City. He expected that someone would rush in to save the middle-aged man. He had only dispatched three of the six medicine corpses in his hand. Who could
If he dared to rush in and throw himself into a trap, Tang Feng would naturally be happy to knock him down.
Unfortunately, Tang Feng's expectations were wrong. The middle-aged man stared at him hatefully and hesitated for a long time without asking for help, because he knew that even if he asked for help, those people would unlikely come to save him.
"What do you want from me?" The middle-aged man was not an idiot. Tang Feng didn't kill him because he thought Tang Feng wanted to negotiate terms with him.
"You can't give me what I want. I can get it after I kill you." The dagger in Tang Feng's hand slowly stabbed him in the heart.
The middle-aged man looked panicked and kept struggling and squirming, but he couldn't break free under the three pairs of big iron pliers.
Blood seeped out from his chest bit by bit. The middle-aged man's face turned pale, and his two rows of teeth kept knocking together, making a clicking sound. No matter who it was, they would have a feeling of death slowly approaching.
The fear in the heart. Especially for people who dare not only sneak attack or confront people head-on. It is because they are afraid of death that they carry out murderous attacks in the dark.
The dagger penetrated two inches, and Tang Feng suddenly stopped.
The middle-aged man was panting, with cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at Tang Feng in horror.
"I thought of a good idea." Tang Feng winked at him, "The people in Blood Mist City won't save you, and the Zhong family won't sit back and do nothing. How about this, you can just send a message to a spirit of the Zhong family.
Jie, tell him to come in, I will kill him and let you go, one life for another."
"Do you think I'm an idiot? Would you believe such childish words?" The middle-aged man looked at Tang Feng with disdain.
"It's not that I didn't give you the chance, it's that you didn't cherish it. To me, killing everyone is killing, it doesn't matter." Tang Feng smashed his mouth and sighed. As he spoke, the dagger in his hand moved again.
Push it down slowly.
"Wait!" the middle-aged man exclaimed quickly.
If you stab him again, you will really stab him in the heart, and you will definitely die by then.
"Do you understand?" Tang Feng asked.
"Why should I believe what you say?" The middle-aged man gasped for air. He found that the current situation was really tragic. He was a slave, and I was a fish. He had no power to resist. The young man in front of him, who was only a middle-grade heaven-level man, was even more miserable.
They are even more vicious and cruel than the people in Blood Mist City, and no one can match his black heart.
"You should know that you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, but the young master is so compassionate that I will give you a guarantee that I will never kill you!" Tang Feng looked sincere.
The middle-aged man sighed in his heart. Although the other party was sincere, he knew that if he didn't agree, he would definitely die. Even if he agreed, he would definitely die.
Everyone is going to die, so it's better to recruit someone to support you. Anyway, I don't have any friendship with those people. This is the case for petty people. If you suffer a loss, you have to see others suffer as well to feel at ease.
After thinking about it carefully, the middle-aged man said: "I can call someone over, but after you kill him, can you promise to let me go?"
"Of course!" Tang Feng agreed more readily than anything else.
The middle-aged man gave him a miserable look, then turned his head and wriggled his mouth for a while.
Transmitting sounds into secrets is not difficult at all for spiritual masters. Even though they are separated by a room, the middle-aged man can still accurately transmit his words to the ears of a spiritual master of the Zhong family.
Tang Feng is not afraid that he will cheat and tell everyone outside about the situation here. Even if people outside know about it, they can't all come to trouble him. After all, their spiritual levels are higher than those of the major families.
Young Master, if he wants to withdraw his hand now, he has to bear great pressure to get out of his own battle circle.
Outside, a Zhongjia Lingjie who was fighting with Tang Feixiao and Duan Qiqi suddenly frowned and said to the Blood Mist City master next to him: "You hold on first, I'll come as soon as I can. Some of you are here."
Something happened in the house over there."
As soon as he finished speaking, he made a feint and quickly stepped out of the battle circle, leaving the master of Blood Mist City to face the two murderous gods alone.
Although I don't know why the master of the Zhong family suddenly left, after the two murderers looked at each other, they both laughed secretly, making the master of the Blood Mist City feel terrified.
"Empty hands!"
"Clutch knife!"
The two murderous gods suddenly attacked together, double-teaming both front and rear, and beating the Lingjie of Blood Mist City crying for his father and mother, complaining incessantly. In his heart, he cursed the eighteenth generation of the Zhong family's Lingjie ancestor. How could such a fight be possible?
When he was anxious, his companion left the mess to him alone to deal with. It was so unkind!
Inside the house, the spiritual leader of the Zhong family hurried over after hearing the news. They thought that the experts from Blood Mist City had discovered something terrible inside, but as soon as they entered the door, they just shouted: "What happened?"
Before he finished speaking, three dark figures silently blocked him behind him. At the same time, two more figures suddenly appeared from the side.
The five medicine corpses were unparalleled in their ferocity, and they struck out with extremely fast punches and kicks. Although the Zhong Jia Ling Jie put on a defensive posture for a moment, the medicine zombies' fists and kicks still hit the unsuspecting Zhong Jia Ling Jie.
The defensive move and the protective aura belonging to the spirit order were shattered like soap bubbles. The Zhong family spirit order vomited blood and had countless broken bones, and was thrown to the ground.
The Yao Zhi's attack is silent, without any fluctuations of Gang Qi, and it has no breath itself. It is not easy for even the spiritual level to defend against it.
In just one face-to-face encounter, the spiritual master of the Zhong family was treated like a middle-aged man.
