Volume Six Chapter 170 Unfeeling Cut Frost Flies All over the Sky!
Volume 6, Chapter 170: With a ruthless slash, frost flew all over the sky!
The changes at this moment were too great, and Ling Jie and the others had just reacted.
It was too late to dodge, and two flying knives hit Ling Jie and Tang Fei in the chests respectively.
Ling Jie's luck seemed to be particularly good. The flying knife clearly hit Ling Jie's chest.
But the flying knife did not go away, but bounced back after making a 'ding' sound.
The flying knife hit Ling Jie's dragon-slaying knife impartially.
But Tang Fei's luck didn't seem to be that good. The flying knife penetrated directly from the right side of Tang Fei's chest, and a bright red suddenly appeared on Tang Fei's chest.
Bingpo's flying knife is very powerful. What kind of flying knife is powerful? Of course it is a flying knife that can kill people! Tang Fei looked at Bingpo reluctantly.
Then he looked at Ling Jie again, and then slowly fell backward.
Qin Feng was standing behind Tang Fei and Ling Jie. Seeing Tang Fei fall down, he hurriedly supported Tang Fei, then picked up Tang Fei across his waist, turned around and rushed towards the elevator entrance.
Ice Po is very powerful and Ling Jie is also very dangerous.
But Qin Feng knew that Tang Fei seemed to be more dangerous than Ling Jie.
The sword that Tang Fei hit was deadly enough! Ling Jie also knew this, but he laughed wildly, sadly, and even burst into tears. While laughing, he took out the dragon-slaying sword from his body.
He pointed the tip of the knife at Bingpo and said, "Your flying knife is really powerful, you actually killed my brother!"
At this time, Ling Jie was actually exuding a mysterious demonic aura. He looked like an injured wild wolf about to explode, a wronged ghost about to take revenge. Moreover, even the surrounding people
The temperature indeed dropped a lot in an instant.
When Ling Jie breathed, he obviously brought out strings of white vapor. But...
The most important thing was the sadness radiating from Ling Jie's body. The sky and the earth were eclipsed by it, the sun and the moon were obscured by it, and even the dragon-slaying knife let out waves of resentful wails.
Bingpo's expression was solemn. Was it sadness? Was it fear? Was it excitement? Only she knew this. Bingpo bit her lower lip lightly, calmed her mind, took a few steps back, looked at Ling Jie steadily, and said quietly:
"If you weren't lucky, you would be dead."
At this moment, Ling Jie seemed to have ignored everything. He waved the knife in his hand diagonally.
The speed was not fast, but it brought out a faint cry that broke through the air, and a layer of frost condensed on the bright silver blade in an instant.
Ling Jie pointed the tip of his knife at the ground and slowly walked towards Bing Po.
Ling Jie took a step forward, and Bing Po took a step back. She and Ling Jie had to maintain the most effective range of the flying knives at all times.
Bingpo, who had always been full of confidence in his flying knives, seemed a little hesitant today. When the sad aura on Ling Jie's body became more and more serious, a faint sadness appeared on Bingpo's face.
If she retreated again, she would lean against the wall. Bingpo didn't hesitate anymore. She took action again. Three flying knives were arranged in the shape of a Chinese character. With incredible speed, they shot towards Ling Jie's eyebrows and left and right chests.
The speed of the flying knife was fast, really fast. As soon as Bing Po raised his hand, the flying knife came to Ling Jie. Ling Jie still didn't see where Bing Po's flying knife came from or how.
Take action...
But at the moment Bingpo took action, Ling Jie also took action. He grasped the handle of the Dragon-Slaying Knife tightly with both hands, raised it above his head, and with infinite anger and sadness, struck at the flying knife that was aimed at his eyebrows.
Ice Break's flying knife was originally very thin and thin, but even such a small flying knife was still split into two halves by the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and the other two flying knives.
The airflow caused by the dragon-slaying knife was deflected a little, and it shot out while grazing Ling Jie's armpit, and was firmly nailed into the wall behind Ling Jie.
After the move was completed, Bingpo's flying knife did not hit Ling Jie, but red blood flowed from the corner of Ling Jie's mouth.
The corners of Ling Jie's mouth were bleeding, but there was still a weathered and arrogant smile on his face.
Bingpo's face turned a little pale. She took a step back numbly, stared at Ling Jie intently, grinned, and instead of saying anything, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was originally a glass of water on a table in the room, but now it was a glass of ice. The top of Ling Jie's head was slowly covered with a layer of white frost. People who didn't know it would just think that Ling Jie was a white boy.
head.
"With a ruthless strike, frost flew all over the sky." Ling Jie was a little drunk and muttered quietly...
"Master! What kind of sword skills are you doing?" Bingpo finally spoke.
"You don't need to know because you're going to die soon."
"You let me go, otherwise, we will all die together, because I still have five throwing knives." Bingpo finally spoke, his voice a little weak and a little sad.
"Impossible, unless I die." Ling Jie's lips curved in an evil way, and he replied calmly.
"If I draw my sword, you will die. Instead of dying together, it's better to live together." Bingpo stared at the dragon-slaying sword in Ling Jie's hand steadily, and said quietly: "As long as we don't die today, we will meet again in the future.
There is always one person who can survive, so why not consider it?"
"Sometimes, I don't care about death." After Ling Jie finished speaking, without hesitation, he slightly raised the dragon-slaying knife in his hand again.
"You will definitely die!" Bingpo knew that if he took action again, both of them would die. Why didn't this person like both of them to live?
At this time, Heimu, Yunfan and others also rushed over one after another.
After seeing the scene in front of them, they all froze blankly. After a long time, they finally came to their senses. After coming back to their senses, Kuroki slowly raised the gun in his hand with both hands.
After Kuromu and the others arrived, Ling Jie stopped moving because Bingpo still had five flying knives. Bingpo's five flying knives could kill five people.
Bingpo didn't move, her eyes slowly began to blur, and finally she closed her eyes slightly.
After feeling into the state.
Kuroki finally pulled the trigger in his hand.
With the sound of a gunshot, Bingpo let out a scream and carried his body backwards. Behind Bingpo was a window. Perhaps because the power of Kuroki's shot was too powerful, Bingpo actually fell from the window.
I went out and took out the thick glass window, but it was also broken by the ice.
When the ice broke and fell, a large truck transporting garbage happened to drive over from the road. The ice broke and fell into the compartment of the garbage truck. When Kuroki hurriedly walked to the window to watch,
On the way there, Bing Po had already fallen into the carriage.
"Brother Ninth, are you okay?" Yun Fan asked with concern when he saw that there was still blood on the corner of Ling Jie's mouth.
"Where's Tang Fei?" Ling Jie turned around, glanced at Yun Fan lightly, and said, "I want to see Tang Fei!"
"Tang Fei... was sent to the hospital by Qin Feng." Yun Fan lowered his head. Everyone knew that based on Tang Fei's injuries, he is probably gone now.
"Go to the hospital!" After Ling Jie said that, he quietly stepped out of the door of the room. Hei Mu and Yun Fan also followed Ling Jie with heavy expressions on their faces.
"Brother Ninth, I want to find Bingpo!" Heimu hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke. He didn't know why, but he felt that Bingpo would not die so easily under his own gun.
Ling Jie knew that Bing Po was not shot, but Hei Mu helped Bing Po. When Hei Mu's shot hit him, Bing Po raised his head and avoided the duster. When the bullet shattered the window glass,
At that moment, Bingpo fell out. But Ling Jie also knew that he was on the fifth floor now, and Bingpo was seriously injured. If he fell from the fifth floor again, would he still be able to kill her?
"She didn't... die?" Ling Jie almost wanted to say, 'She didn't fall to death,' but he knew what Hei Mu would react, so he quickly swallowed the word 'fall'.
"She fell into a bus filled with garbage." Kuroki did not answer whether Bingpo was dead. He felt that if you want to see a person in life or a corpse in death, no matter what, you must use Bingpo's head.
Pay homage to Tang Fei.
"Meet Tang Fei! For once in a lifetime, we are all brothers!" What Ling Jie was worried about at this time was Tang Fei's life and death. How the ice would break was far less important than Tang Fei's life and death...