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227. Life hangs by a thread and never give up 5

Like a plague in the sky, crows fell all over the ground. She had no time to pay attention, and opened her eyes wide to catch Luo Chengyan's figure.

At this time, Luo Chengyan was supporting the alternative weapon in the hands of the leading man in black with one hand. Wen Tianqing recognized it as a mace. He had read The Legend of Sui and Tang Dynasties and saw the kind of weapon used by Qin Qiong.

If you really look at it with your eyes, the square iron one looks even heavier.

The two of them faced off for ten seconds. Luo Chengyan was in a daze. In order to avoid injury, he subconsciously jumped back and retreated to Wen Tianqing's side.

I felt powerless and dizzy when I thought about him for a moment. But he was still standing like a tough man, so that Wen Tianqing was behind him and didn't feel his pain at all.

"Haha, you have been poisoned. Now it feels as if your spleen and lungs are being torn apart. There is a kind of poison in Persian businessmen, which is scorpion poison. Once the poison attacks the heart, you will definitely die." The man in black, holding two maces in his hands,

He laughed arrogantly. There were only two killers left behind him.

He glared at Luo Chengyan and smiled happily, but there was deep hatred in his eyes.

He deserves to die. No matter who he is, he allowed all the killer disciples he has trained for twenty years to die in his hands. He will never let him go again.

When the man in black reminded him, Wen Tianqing was shocked to realize that he had almost forgotten. He was still poisoned.

Her apricot eyes caught his wrist in astonishment. She was filled with fear. Almost a piece of flesh was missing from the entire wrist. It was messy as if it had been bitten by some kind of beast, but the pus on it told her that it was caused by poison, so he

He couldn't withstand the attack just now.

Luo Chengyan gritted his teeth, his body still standing upright, his internal organs seemed to be on fire, the flames burned his body, and the wound on his wrist reduced the force of his attack.

He raised his eyes and looked at the shoulders of the man in black. He knew clearly that the master had just taken action and he was already exhausted.

He hated that he was not vigilant about the Persian businessman and that he was in such a desperate situation for the first time. He had to admit that he was at a disadvantage now, so at least let Wen Tianqing escape first.

"Run away." Luo Chengyan said to Wen Tianqing behind him in a low voice that could only be heard by two people.

Wen Tianqing's heart suddenly went cold. "I can't leave you!" She looked at him stubbornly, her heart tightly clutched by pain. He just told her not to move where she was, what did he mean by this?

His body must be really in pain, otherwise he wouldn't have let her succeed in the Thirty-Six Strategies.

"If I let you go, just leave!" Luo Chengyan shouted. Knowing that he had no extra time, he rushed forward again and immediately became entangled with three men in black.

"I want to leave! There is no door!" The leader of the man in black was already furious, using both his aces and all his strength.

The sound of metal colliding was almost cruel. Luo Chengyan's folding fan was fast and swift. It was like a living bird in his hands, constantly taking away the lives of the enemy, and soon the last two minions fell to the ground screaming.

, and for a time, only the most difficult enemy was left in front of him.

Wen Tianqing saw him opening a bloody path for herself, but she was so nervous that she didn't want to leave. She could only intertwine her fingers and watch them fight nervously.
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