There is no doubt that the other party is a very smart person. They did not go directly to save the half of the radish on the ground, but went straight to Feng Yingshuang.
Because no matter how fast they are, they can't wash the snow in Ning Yi's hands faster.
Feng Yingshuang was already at the end of his strength, and naturally could not be their opponent, so Ning Yi had no choice but to give up on killing the late yellow level cultivator.
Turning around, twelve afterimage knives were scattered in front of the two masters who were rushing towards Feng Yingshuang.
Ning Yi calculated accurately and made a time difference. If the two of them continued to move forward, there was no doubt that they would just hit the twelve afterimage knives.
But they couldn't force their way back in mid-air.
This is the advantage of long-range skills. It is a surefire way to deal with those birdmen who like to float around in the air.
It's a pity that the other party is obviously also an old bird, or maybe the other party originally only wanted to surround Wei and rescue Zhao, so he was well prepared.
In mid-air, the cold light of the sword in the opponent's hand swept away, and then a faint green light suddenly burst out, like a semicircle crescent moon rushing towards the twelve afterimage knives.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Twelve afterimage knives hit the crescent-moon-like green battle energy one after another, and clusters of blazing light mist burst out one after another. But this time the energy impact did not bring about a huge roar. Instead, it caused a huge roar.
There were bursts of muffled sounds, like beating drums in a closed space, with echoes but no spread.
Despite this, the air seemed to be sucked dry instantly, making people suffocating. To the naked eye, at the intersection of energy, the space seemed to be distorted, like the end of a burning flame, the whole winding and undulating.
The two people were then squeezed by the violent energy element and flew backwards several meters away, landing in some embarrassment seven or eight meters away from Ning Yi.
Of course, at the same time, he was also freed from the threat of the Afterimage Knife.
There is a man and a woman. The man is about fifty, short in stature, with cold eyes. His hair is half gray and half white, and his skin is dark. His face does not look like that of a Chinese, he should be from Southeast Asia.
As for that woman, Ning Yi was stunned when he saw her.
Because she wore half of a purple mask with many decorations on it, it looked like a totem mask, but it didn't feel out of place at all when it was worn on her face.
She has a slender figure, probably nearly half a head taller than the short middle-aged man with early green level cultivation. The hollow eyes in the mask look even colder than that man's.
Her tightly pursed lips revealed a murderous aura.
Her flawless white skin slightly combined with her cold and murderous aura, but the overall look still gave people a chilling effect.
The problem is not here.
Because of the purple mask and the current situation, Ning Yi could easily deduce a fact.
They are killers, and she is Zi Luan, probably her sister, Ning Shuang.
Ning Yi looked at Feng Yingshuang beside him, who nodded gently: "I just happened to bump into him, so I followed him to see what happened. I didn't expect to fall into a trap."
Although she was extremely shocked, Ning Yi tried her best to remain calm.
"Are you okay?" Ning Yi turned around and asked Feng Yingshuang.
Feng Yingshuang shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
"You guys go first." Even though the other side came with two more helping hands, the overall strength at this moment actually seemed to be that Ning Yi and his team were stronger than the other side.
Because of that half of carrot, even if Ning Yi didn't kill him personally, he would definitely not live long. Ning Yi suddenly used his green-level cultivation to critically hit his opponent. The opponent had no defense at all. The sword turned into pieces, and the air shield dispersed.
Too much means just hanging on for a breath, and it's hard not to die.
But despite this, Ning Yi decided to let Feng Yingshuang go first because his opponent had an extra Zi Luan.
Her cultivation was only at the early yellow level. But looking at her danger level, Ning Yi felt that she was no less dangerous than the early green level cultivator. What was even more troublesome was that it was impossible for him and Feng Yingshuang to attack her.
If this happens, the trouble will be big.
You must know that the opponent is a professional killer with yellow level cultivation. If you can't fight back, how can you still fight this fight?
So we must let Feng Yingshuang go first.
But just as he imagined, Feng Yingshuang refused.
"Leave Zi Luan to me, don't worry, I won't kill her."
Ning Yi thought about it and couldn't be pretentious with her, so she nodded: "The most important thing is your own safety."
Feng Yingshuang rolled her eyes at him: "That's your sister."
Ning Yi took a breath, and the hot air instantly turned into a cloud of white mist. The temperature at this time was only about three or four degrees, very cold.
Ning Yi did not respond to her. With Feng Yingshuang's ability, he should be able to cope with it for a while.
Xixue shook his head, and while his fighting spirit lingered, Ning Yi jumped straight at the short killer.
"That man's name is Ruan Jinyong. He is from Annan and is the chief of the Second Hall of the Ghost Alliance. Be careful with his Moon Eclipse Slash." Feng Yingshuang hurriedly reminded Ning Yi from behind.
"Little girl, you have good eyesight. I will send you to hell today." Hearing this, the short killer burst into a weird smile, but there was no trace of carelessness on his face. He rolled up his body and rushed towards Ning Yi.
The other party is also a green-level master, his cultivation level should be higher than his own, and he is a professional killer, so Ning Yi naturally does not dare to be careless.
However, it was difficult for masters of their level to get close to each other when they were fighting against each other. The distance was about seven or eight meters away, when a huge aura pressed in front of them.
As soon as the sword was swung, the sword energy came out, which looked very eye-catching in the dark night, like a sharp arrow piercing the air and stabbing at the opponent.
Before the two of them got close, the surrounding houses and the roads on the ground seemed to have been plowed, and the ground was covered with grass. The terrifying fighting spirit split the walls and the stones on the floor into deep cracks.
A few inches of opening.
Under this situation, Feng Yingshuang and Zi Luan obviously didn't have a chance to fight each other, so they had to stay away from each other.
The half of the carrot in the middle of the battle circle was in dire straits. As soon as Ning Yi and Ruan Jinyong clashed, the man's face and body were instantly scrubbed madly by sword energy. Although his air shield could barely be maintained, it was no longer possible.
After a while, the skin and flesh were still cut to pieces, turning into a bloody mass. He was screaming miserably and looked extremely horrified.
That Zi Luan was relatively close to him, but when she saw this scene, she didn't have much expression on her face. She stared coldly at Ning Yi and Ruan Jinyong who were fighting in the field.
Then he didn't know if he smelled some fighter plane, and he suddenly jumped up on the spot, trying to flank Ning Yi.
However, Feng Yingshuang, who had been staring closely at her, was faster than her, and an afterimage knife immediately hit her in front of her like an overwhelming force.
Zi Luan had no choice but to give up halfway and retreat quickly while blocking. After a dozen steps, he smiled coldly, shook the sword in his hand, and stopped retreating. Instead, he headed straight towards Feng Yingshuang like a gust of wind.
Feng Yingshuang frowned. She had just used her Afterimage Knife. She couldn't do it like a pervert like Ning Yi, who could change her breath in three seconds. He had to have at least five seconds.
Zi Luan grasped this point very accurately, so although she was in a very embarrassed state when avoiding the Afterimage Knife, she immediately launched a counterattack before the threat was completely eliminated, because at this time, Feng Yingshuang was at her weakest.
As a result, Feng Yingshuang had to avoid its sharp edge, but fell into a disadvantage in a moment.
Feng Yingshuang thought for a moment and immediately understood the other party's trick. Zi Luan had no intention of attacking Ning Yi at all. Her attack on Ning Yi was just a cover, because in this case, attacking Ning Yi was useless, and she would have to pay a heavy price.
price.
But I was too anxious for a moment. When I saw her attack, I could only use long-range skills to help Ning Yi escape. In this way, she was used by her to seize the opportunity.
As expected, he was a professional killer, and he immediately figured out how to kill someone.
Although his cultivation level was higher than hers, he was forced to find it difficult to stand up to her design.
And she couldn't retreat yet. Once she retreated, Zheng Xiaotian would suffer.
She is still Zheng Xiaotian, she must choose one.
Feng Yingshuang chose to block. Although he was exhausted, his cultivation level was far higher than Zheng Xiaotian's at the Qi training level.
"Qiang!" Zi Luan cut the sword into two pieces. The hand holding the sword cracked open, and a trace of blood seeped out.
She dragged Zheng Xiaotian back five or six steps, but Zi Luan's sword was faster, almost following her retreating figure and pressing forward, aiming at their weak spots and stabbing them.
The wind and shadow retreat again...
"Bang!" She and Zheng Xiaotian both hit the wall at the same time, with no way out.
Zi Luan's sword swung and slashed directly towards their necks. She didn't hesitate at all, because Feng Yingshuang would be able to recover in two seconds.
But just as she raised her sword, a crazy energy surged over her.
Ning Yi's twelve afterimage knives have arrived.
Zi Luan's face was full of surprise. Under such circumstances, he could still attack himself with long-range skills while distracted?
The sword stabbing Feng Yingshuang could not go out, so she had to retreat and try to block it.
With her level of cultivation, it would be difficult to block the twelve afterimage knives.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
However, she miraculously blocked it, and the majestic energy knocked her upside down for seven or eight meters, and then she fell hard to the floor.
The sword in his hand turned into a mess.
She looked around and found that she was okay too.
Looking at Ning Yi, Ruan Jinyong was overjoyed when he saw that Ning Yi was actually using long-range skills to attack Zi Luan when he was fighting with all his strength. He originally fought against Ning Yi, but found that he could not gain the upper hand.
I am still retreating in my heart.
For a killer, if he cannot kill with one blow, he must retreat immediately, otherwise there will be endless consequences.
But I didn't expect that at the critical moment, Ning Yi himself would miss such a big flaw. The same top masters were competing against each other, but they were distracted to save people, and they still used such long-range skills. This was really like hanging a centenarian, alive.
I'm getting impatient.
"You are seeking your own death." He spoke in Chinese very smoothly, and in a moment, the sword, filled with fighting spirit, crashed directly into Ning Yi.
Ning Yi couldn't dodge at all. The blade successfully broke through Ning Yi's air shield, passed through the wind shadow shield he had raised, and pierced into his chest... (To be continued)