"With such a formation, do you want my people or my life?" Gong Fanmo still looked calm, but what he said was to the point.
The leader of the men in black was obviously a little stunned, but he pretended to be calm and said to them: "Just keep your lives, and you don't need to worry about the rest."
Feng Ruoli snorted and didn't take what they said to heart at all. Instead, she said in disgust: "Destroy what you can't get. It is indeed the most poisonous woman's heart."
After hearing Feng Ruoli's words, the leaders looked at each other and seemed to be communicating with their eyes. Seeing their confusion, Feng Ruoli lowered his hands and slowly approached them, and said as he walked: "Look
You are dressed in black silk, and you are surrounded by a well-organized, organized and disciplined appearance. You are definitely not ordinary killers or assassins.
If I'm not wrong, this must be the secret organization under Concubine Hua, or the assassin who works for Concubine Hua?" Feng Ruoli smiled slightly and stopped between Gong Fanmo and the killer.
The leader of the killer smiled coldly, flicked his finger, and the remaining people blocked the two of them's path. "You are very smart, but it's a pity that such a talented person still has to go to hell together."
The sharp sword in Yu Bi's hand was pointed at Feng Ruoli, and the rest of the people rushed towards Gong Fanmo. Feng Ruoli avoided the stabbing of the sharp sword quickly and felt very unhappy. Everyone looked down upon her and thought that she was a little girl.
It was easy to solve, so I devoted all my troops to solve Gong Fanmo.
For some reason, Gong Fanmo didn't make any move at all, but just kept dodging the continuous attacks. The killer leader Feng Ruoli faced was also a bit tricky, but she was still using her bare hands and could only dodge if she couldn't beat him.
She raised her hand to touch her bun, only to find that the only fixed gold hairpin had been used as a hidden weapon by Gong Fanmo and flew out, and now her hair had begun to slowly fall apart.
Gong Fanmo, who was surrounded by everyone, felt at ease when he saw that Feng Ruoli only had one person to deal with. She could kill all six of his killers, so it was not a problem for him to have one person standing against him. He just had to deal with this place with peace of mind.
Thinking like this, the people on the opposite side all stretched out their sharp swords and stabbed at Gong Fanmo. He took out a folding fan from nowhere, and with just a gorgeous maneuver in an instant, Gong Fanmo resisted all the blows.
An attack aimed at him.
But the person on the other side was very treacherous. He threw out the silver needle while sheathing his sword. How could Gong Fanmo not know that the needle was coated with poison? So he could only choose to flick his sleeves and knock all the silver needles to the ground, but
It was still a scratch on his arm.
Feng Ruoli used physical skills to deal with the leader of the killer. At the same time, she saw the scene of Gong Fanmo being scratched. She didn't know why her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot. Feng Ruoli no longer wanted to fight, and moved with an extremely fast ghost.
With a gesture, he grabbed the man's right hand and bent it sharply.
Along with a click, the sound of bones breaking and the man's roar were heard. Feng Ruoli quickly snatched the sword from the opponent's hand, and with a backhand sword, it penetrated directly into the man's heart, accurately.
When he heard the sound of a sharp sword cutting flesh, Feng Ruoli turned around and walked towards Gong Fanmo, ignoring the person behind him who fell to the ground, and ignoring the scarlet stain on his snow-white cheeks and light blue clothes.
She only knew that these people should all die.
Feng Ruoli used the Qing Kung Fu she had learned particularly well. Although she couldn't teleport as well as she could, she still drove up behind a person very quickly. She drew her sword forward and put it on the person's neck with a twist.
Pull it, blood spurts out immediately, and the man falls to the ground.
After opening a gap, Feng Ruoli came to Gong Fanmo, glanced at his wound, and asked seriously and worriedly: "Is everything okay?"
Gong Fanmo shook his head and did not speak, but was focused on preparing to deal with the people in front of him. Feng Ruoli held the sword in both hands, and her black hair was scattered in the air. Her eyes seemed to be filled only with killing, but she was very sure.
Said one sentence: "I will protect you and do my best."
Gong Fanmo was stunned. He looked at Feng Ruoli, who looked red-eyed and Rakshasa-like, but his heart beat very fast for no reason. Looking at Feng Ruoli like this, he didn't look like a real person at all.
A four-year-old child, but a woman who can stand alone, truly has the ability to protect him, and can fight alongside him.