The wind exclaimed, and when he raised his hand, he dragged Feng Wu behind him.
In the dark light, the sharp blade shot in the air directly in the air!
In the huge space, the sword light sword shadow, the danger is extremely!
If you are accidentally stabbed, the consequences are unimaginable!
"Ah -it hurts!"
A screams came in this hits of this flying knife.
It's Fengsang's voice.
She must be injured.
At this time-
"Ah !! I was shot!" A screams erupted in Dughmo Mo's mouth.
Feng Xun protects Feng Wu, and the dense wind of Ziyang Sword Dance in his hands protect himself and Feng Wu very well.
He is very fortunate: "Little dance, it's really blessing for you."
Feng Wu looked at him puzzled.
Fengxun: "Because of your blessing, I won the Ziyang Sword and the Ziyang Sword of Ziyang when I was in Duobao Pavilion. I took two tricks while I was free. These two tricks can be used.
The sword circle is dense, don't want to fly in a flying knife, hehe. "
Fengxun is very proud, but Feng Wu is not so easy.
Because she remembers very clearly, Master Ghost King Ghost King repeatedly emphasized that the breakthrough time of their team is only half of the selected team.
If the level cannot be broken within the prescribed time, can't the second floor be available?
What will be facing them?
Do you die?
The death in the tomb group is really dead? Zuo Qingyu is the case, as well as the three princesses.
Feng Wu didn't want to die. She still has a lot of things that have not been done. How can she be willing to lose this life?
When Feng Wu returned to God, it was found that Fengxun was struggling to resist the flying knife.
Feng Wu looked up!
Frozen immediately!
If there are only a hundred flying knives flying around the air at the beginning, then at least 10,000 pieces now!
The dense flying knife is extremely sharp, like a wind tunnel, whistling!
Feng Xun could still talk to her with laughter, but now he has a tight face, and even has a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead.
Feng Yi, Feng Sang, Dugu Momo ... All hid behind Feng Wu, that is, behind Feng Yan.
He is under great pressure.
Fengxun, Xuanyi, Seven Princes ... They all used their life to learn, and the long swords waved the dense wind in their hands. They slowly gathered together to form a solid triangle.
Only in this way can the people behind them be protected.
"Do you still live?"
Feng Wu, who was protected in the triangular protection circle, saw a bloodstain on the arms of Fengxun's arm and asked with a distressed question.
Feng Xun smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, there is a Ziyang sword. If it is replaced with other swords, it will be abolished for a long time."
Ding Ding Dang -
While Fengxun set off a storm of a sword with a sword, he smiled bitterly at Feng Wu and said with a low voice: "Little dance, at most one minute, you can't hold it more."
One minute ...
Feng Wu frowned slightly, and his brain turned quickly.
Feng Wu calmly thought, but the people around her couldn't calm down.
"At most one minute? What does Fengxun mean? What is the most one minute? One minute?" After one minute? "
"What do you mean, can we only live for a minute at most?"
"Feng Wu just said, can you take us to go out alive? Can't even pass the first level now?"