Silk flies, bullets block, and poisonous needles cover the face.
Wolong Fengchu and Aunt Qing immediately surrounded the old man in black robes and struck him with all their strength to kill his vitality.
This kind of thunderous momentum caused the expression of the old man in black robe to change.
He never thought that Wolong, a master, was hidden in the car, nor did he expect that Feng Chu and Aunt Qing could maintain their strength.
What made his heart pound the most was that the three of them set up this killing tactic against him, obviously knowing that he was going to kill Tang Ruoxue.
Besides him, the only people who knew that he was going to attack Tang Ruoxue were Tao Xiaotian and his group.
Someone betrayed him.
The old man in black robe had murderous intent in his eyes, but he didn't think about the details any more.
When the silk entangled his legs and waist and cut into the skin, the old man in black robe shrank his body and waved his skinny arms.
This not only avoided the sharp white light that wrapped around his head and arms, but also directly cut off the silk strands that had penetrated the body's flesh and blood.
The blood was dripping and the pain was excruciating, but the old man in black robe was free.
While he was furious, he also thanked Tang Ruoxue.
If Tang Ruoxue's warning hadn't made him wary, once he got into the commercial vehicle, Wolong would have entangled his limbs and head.
Even if he doesn't die now, his arms and legs will be cut off.
The thought flashed away, and the freed old man in black robe roared again:
"break!"
Both arms were waving in unison, and the black robe was flying like flowing clouds.
The golden light flashed, and the pictures and texts were dazzling, facing the poisonous needles and bullets.
"Dangdangdang——"
The poisonous needles and bullets shrouded in the spinning black robe fell one after another as if they had hit a steel plate.
Then the old man in black robe shook his arm.
The poisonous needles and bullets nailed to his sleeves poured towards Wolong.
Wolong was about to release silk again, but when he saw this, he made a mistake with his hands and sealed all the warheads and poisonous needles.
Just during this gap, the old man in black robe took the opportunity to take three steps back.
With this retreat, the black-robed old man escaped from the attack of Wolong and the others.
Before Feng Chu, Aunt Qing and the others could attack, the old man in black robe spun around and rushed towards Tang Ruoxue.
Tang Ruoxue's expression changed. She instinctively leaned against the car and grabbed a gun to shoot.
"Bang bang bang——"
The bullets flew everywhere, but the old man in black robe dodged them all.
Wolong took the opportunity to move his steps and floated over like a phantom, blocking Tang Ruoxue.
"hehe--"
At this moment, the old man in black robe sneered, turned around and was immediately in front of Feng Chu.
Make noise in the east and attack in the west.
Tang Ruoxue shouted: "Fengxiao, be careful!"
Without saying a word, the old man in black robe punched Feng Chu directly in the chest.
Feng Chu's face changed drastically, she didn't expect that she would become a target.
She shouted softly, turned the scalpel, and directly collided with the old man in black robe.
"when!"
There was a loud noise, and the old man in black robe took a step back, his face still looking like a dead person.
Feng Chu stuttered back two meters, then bumped into a car and stopped.
The corners of her mouth were twitching, and there was a trace of blood on her mouth.
There was a hint of solemnity on her face, and the power of the old man in black robe was beyond her imagination.
However, Feng Chu didn't stop at all, she gritted her teeth and rushed forward again.
Aunt Qing no longer showed weakness this time.
After she threw away the gun that had been drained of bullets, she stamped on the ground with both feet and ejected like a cannonball.
"Hahaha, come on, let's go together!"
Not only was the old man in black robe not afraid, but he laughed loudly:
"I want to see how strong you are."
Although Wolong and the other three are tyrannical and evenly matched in terms of strength, they are full of killing moves.
Don't be afraid of a fight.
Wolong did not take action, but just protected Tang Ruoxue while staring at the bleeding legs of the old man in black robe.
He is waiting and counting the time.
"Swish swish——"
As their thoughts turned, Feng Chu and Aunt Qing were already close to the old man in black robe.
One in front, one in back, one left and one right.
They were like two tigers descending from the mountain, opening their bloody mouths while roaring.
Feng Chu's sharp white scalpel climbed up her arm like a vine and stabbed the black-robed old man's neck.
"when--"
The old man in black robe didn't pay attention at all. He turned his left hand and grabbed the scalpel.
The blade shattered with a click.
Then he punched Feng Chu in the heart.
Fast and hard.
Seeing this, Feng Chu had to give up her attack, and lowered her hands to seal her fists.
"Bang--"
There was another loud noise, and Feng Chu couldn't help but take four or five steps back.
The old man in black robe just shook his body.
The gap between the two sides became apparent.
Before the old man in black robe could continue to attack Feng Chu, Aunt Qing rushed over and stabbed the old man in black robe with a thorn in his spine.
Swish, swish, the shadow of the knife flickered.
"Well done!"
The old man in black robe waved his sleeves and confronted Aunt Qing head-on.
The spurs and sleeves collided quickly and exploded with deafening sounds.
Aunt Qing tried her best to fight, but she was still blocked by the old man in black robe calmly.
Feng Chu saw this and joined the fighting group, stabbing him with one knife after another.
The old man in black robe remained calm, and with his flying sleeves, he suppressed the attacks of the two masters.
"You are very powerful and insidious. I almost capsized in the gutter!"
The old man in black robe hit Aunt Qing and Feng Chu unceremoniously:
"It's a pity that you lost your best opportunity."
"If I take another two steps, I will fall into your trap and get tangled in silk threads around my limbs and head."
"I'm probably dead now."
"But there is no regret medicine in this world."
"If you fall short of success, you will always fall short of success. You will not get another chance because of your regrets."
The old man in black robe saw that the two of them had such a tacit understanding and could not defeat them for a while, so he deliberately lowered the morale of Aunt Qing and the others.
As long as Feng Chu and Aunt Qing regret that the siege just failed, their mentality will inevitably become impatient and angry.
Once the mood fluctuates, the two people will attack quickly and quickly, and the tacit understanding will be destroyed.
Tang Ruoxue was very apologetic when she heard this and glanced at Wolong in embarrassment.
She also wanted to keep her composure, but when she saw that Feng Chu's life was hanging by a thread, she couldn't stop calling Wo Long.
Facing the black-robed old man's teasing, Wolong put his hands behind his back and said:
"It's not a failure, it can only be said that it's not perfect."
"And we feel very honored to be able to push the famous Ming Lao to this point."
"After all, we are three unknown soldiers, and you are the new national master of Cui Kingdom."
Wolong casually pointed out the identity of the old man in black robe.
"It seems someone really betrayed me!"
The old man in black robe laughed angrily: "Tao Xiaotian is such a waste."
Wolong and the others not only set up a trap, but also found out all his details, proving once again that they were well prepared.
"I have no enmity with you, why did you attack me?"
Tang Ruoxue shouted: "Whose money did you receive?"
"Collect money?"
The old man in black robe hummed without comment: "Money has long been like floating clouds in my eyes."
"I came to kill you just to avenge my disciple."
He said calmly: "The only pity is that I underestimated the enemy and was careless."
"Your disciple? Who is your disciple?"
Tang Ruoxue asked further: "When did I kill your disciple?"
"What's the point of pretending to be crazy?"
The old man in black robe laughed angrily: "The only ones who can kill my disciple are masters like you!"
"That's right. The two sides have reached this point in their fight. There's no point in wasting words."
Wolong Feng Qingyun asked calmly: "Ming Lao, don't you feel that your feet are starting to feel numb?"
The expression of the old man in black robe changed, and he diverted his attention to explore the condition of his legs.
Only then did he realize that his legs were not as flexible as before and were two points slower.
He shouted: "You're going to poison me?"
After finishing speaking, the old man in black robe instinctively shook his head. He was immune to all poisons.
"For a master like you, it's difficult for poison to work."
Wolong smiled faintly: "So you are not poisoned, but anesthetized."
The old man in black robe laughed wildly: "You are really despicable and shameless."
Wolong took a step forward: "When you decided to attack Miss Tang, your end was destined to be a violent death."
After saying that, he suddenly shot out and slapped the old man in black robe with his palm.
"It's not that easy if you want me to die!"
The black-robed old man laughed angrily, and his murderous intent instantly bloomed.
Then the black-robed old man's body rioted, and he frantically fought back against Wolong and the other three.
His sleeves, fists and feet became more ferocious.
The violent momentum was frightening and made Feng Chu and Aunt Qing feel great pressure.
However, they quickly calmed down and shouted together, followed by Wolong's full blow.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The four of them were fighting together.
Afterwards, the four of them fought faster and faster, and the more they fought, the crazier they became, so fast that Tang Ruoxue could no longer see anyone.
There are just more and more grass clippings in the air, and more and more blood is splattered.
"Boom!"
Following an earth-shattering explosion, a thick fog rose in the center of the fierce battle.
This thick fog was as black as ink, and Tang Ruoxue could not see anything.
"ah--"
Then there were several more strange screams and collisions, as well as three shrill screams of babies.
Tang Ruoxue subconsciously stepped forward and shouted:
"Wolong, Fengchu, Aunt Qing!" Before she could finish shouting, something flew out of the black mist.
