The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

The moment the words fell, the killers suddenly felt an indescribable sharp pain throughout their bodies. It was as if all the strength in his body had been drained away, and there was no trace of strength at all.

They were originally performing Qinggong, flying in mid-air like ghosts. Suddenly, it seemed as if all the internal energy in their bodies had been drained away by a mysterious force, and they were unable to use it at all.

Immediately afterwards, these killers fell straight down from mid-air like kites with broken strings.

"boom!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Several killers fell heavily to the ground, lying on the ground wailing.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts me so much. What, what is going on?"

"Where is my internal strength? Why can't I use it at all?"

Just hearing the sound of "vomit~~", several killers spit out a large pool of black blood from their mouths at the same time.

"No, this nail is poisonous!"

The killers' faces instantly became as pale as a piece of tissue paper, with no trace of blood remaining. Their faces were filled with panic, and their eyes were filled with extreme fear and panic, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. .

"Why, how..."

Before they could finish speaking, they fell to the ground and never made a sound again.

Yan Ci carried Feng Jiuyan steadily and landed lightly on a thick branch. He looked down and saw the killers lying there lifelessly on the ground, completely dead.

Then, his eyes slowly moved to the nail gun held tightly in Feng Jiuyan's hand, staring straight at it without moving.

This strange weapon is more powerful than any hidden weapon. He wants it so much, what should he do?

I gave Feng Jiuyan a few hundred taels of gold, but I didn't know if she would sell it.

Feng Jiuyan was keenly aware of Yanci's eyes fixed on the nail gun. She quickly hid the nail gun behind her, her eyes full of vigilance, and she stared at Yanci closely and said, "You, you can Don't even think about it!"

As soon as the words came out, Feng Jiuyan suddenly froze, and an inexplicable feeling of familiarity came to his heart.

Why does this feeling feel so familiar?

Before she could think about it, another wave of killers caught up.

Before Feng Jiuyan had time to think about it, another wave of killers came up like a tide. This time, the number of killers was significantly greater than before. They surrounded Feng Jiuyan and Yanci, making it airtight.

Under this situation, Yan Ci helplessly flew down with Feng Jiuyan and landed lightly on the ground.

Yanci and Feng Jiuyan stood back to back, their bodies tensed, and they watched the approaching killers with vigilance as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yanci's movements were quick and agile. He pulled out the sword from his waist almost instantly. The sound of the sword being unsheathed passed through the air, carrying a bit of a bit of chill.

His face was as cold as ice, without any expression, only the deep coldness in his eyes, which seemed to freeze everything. His eyes scanned these killers as sharply as a hawk, not missing any movement.

Feng Jiuyan held the nail gun tightly in her hand, her fingers turning slightly white from the exertion. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, with a decisive aura, and her whole body was full of alertness.

Her breathing was slightly rapid, and her heartbeat could be heard clearly in the tense atmosphere, as if a fierce battle might break out at any time.

The killers all pointed their sharp swords at Feng Jiuyan and Yanci. Their faces were ferocious and they shouted fiercely: "Listen up, you two, you are now surrounded by us! I advise you to be more understanding. Son, hand over the Black Feather Order, otherwise——"

"Otherwise, what?" Feng Jiuyan interrupted the killer's words without politeness. She raised her chin, her eyes full of contempt and disdain, and asked in a provocative tone.

Feng Jiuyan quietly glanced at Yan Ci from the corner of her eye. I saw that his figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree, his face remained as cold as ever, and there was not a trace of ripples in his eyes like cold stars.

His expression didn't seem to have changed much, it was still that cold look, as if nothing around him could touch his emotions. He stood there quietly, holding the sword tightly in his hand, exuding an aura that was difficult to approach.

Feng Jiuyan couldn't help but feel startled. She thought to herself, could it be that he really didn't come here for the Black Feather Order? Just coming for her?

"Hmph!" The leader of the killers let out an angry snort, "I think you won't cry until you see the coffin. In that case, we won't talk nonsense to you. Brothers, take these two down. !”

As he spoke, he waved the sword in his hand and made an attack gesture. The other killers also echoed and made threatening roars. The whole scene was full of tension and terror.

Yanci stood next to Feng Jiuyan, his eyes as cold as frost, staring closely at the killers.

He flashed, and the sword in his hand thrust out as quickly as lightning, instantly knocking away an assassin's sword. His movements are smooth and precise, and every swing of his sword carries deadly power.

Seeing this, the killers attacked him one after another, but Yanci was not afraid at all. His sword danced in his hand, like a blooming winter plum, and drove away the killers one by one.

Feng Jiuyan was not to be outdone. She held the nail gun tightly in her hand, her eyes focused and calm.

She aimed at the killers, pulled the trigger, and poisonous nails shot out, hitting the killers' bodies. The venom on the poison nails spread quickly, and the killers instantly felt a sharp pain, and then collapsed to the ground, losing their fighting ability.

Feng Jiuyan's movements were skillful and precise, and every shot made the killers tremble with fear.

However, even though Yan Ci's martial arts were superb and Feng Jiuyan's shooting skills were extremely accurate, the number of killers was too large. During the long battle, the two men's physical strength was gradually exhausted, and they began to feel inadequate and unable to do so. Withstand the attacks from the killers.

They were back to back, breathing heavily, and their clothes were soaked with sweat. At this time, they were exhausted, but their eyes still shone with determination.

The two turned back to each other and looked at each other. At that moment, they understood each other's thoughts and intentions.

Feng Jiuyan held the nail gun in her hand tightly, aimed at a killer again, and hit him accurately.

At this moment, Yan Ci stepped forward, wrapped one hand around Feng Jiuyan's slender waist, and led her to quickly break through a gap in the killers' defense.

"We must not let them run away, chase them!" the leading killer shouted loudly, waving the sword in his hand.