Mechanical male god [unworn ancient]

"That kid is haunted!" Li Fei used up the last bit of his spiritual power to forcefully get up with the sword, but he didn't expect that the flying sword under his feet was caught by someone just a foot away from the ground.When he looked back, he felt a chill run down his spine.

I saw that the hilt of my flying sword that was raised against the sky was firmly locked by an iron chain with a thick wrist, and I couldn't break free. The other end of the iron chain was held in the hand of a man in black, and the opponent's legs seemed to be firmly tied. On the ground, with a sword in one hand and force in the other, he yanked back the iron chain in his hand!

The flying sword was originally dim, and it was already very reluctant to support its master. When it was pulled by this external force, it almost had no resistance and broke away from the master's feet, and was thrown far away by the iron chain.

Shine!The flying sword penetrated most of the mountain forest in the night, and was finally nailed to the trunk of a big tree. The sword body hummed, and the aura on it finally completely dissipated.

Having lost his life-saving saber, Li Fei fell down from mid-air and ate his mouth full of dust, but he couldn't care less about complaining now, an iron chain was tightly around his neck like a poisonous snake, with great force Let him almost suffocate.

He turned his head with difficulty and stared at the person behind him, his eyeballs were so protruding that they almost popped out of their sockets.

Feng Qieyin held the sword in one hand, and grasped the iron chain with the other hand, and turned his wrist violently. The iron chain dragged Li Fei to turn over and fell to the ground hard.

He stepped forward and stepped on the opponent's dantian with his right foot, with such force that he dented Li Feicai's dantian.

The shrill screams pierced the night sky, startling the birds that were roosting in the woods and fleeing in all directions.

"According to this strength, ordinary people should die long ago, but you can still persist until now, you really deserve to be an 'immortal'..." Feng Qieyin's entire face was distorted by hatred and the pleasure of revenge at this moment.His left hand was still holding the iron chain, but his right hand was raised high, and the edge of the sword in his hand shone coldly under the moonlight.

"Feng Qiyin, if you dare to attack me, my master will not let you go...ah!"

A severed arm flew out along with the splashed blood, screaming so sharply that it seemed to pierce a person's eardrum, and the smell of blood was disgusting.

Feng Qiyin sliced ​​off the opponent's left arm, and chopped off the opponent's legs like lightning.

Seeing the other party's appearance from viciously cursing to begging for mercy again and again in pain, the tyranny and hatred in his heart finally gradually subsided.

The right hand of Feng Qieryin's sword drooped slightly, and blood dripped from the smooth sword body, congealing into a large group of bright red blood droplets on the tip of the sword, and a small pool of blood gathered on the ground.

The ribbon that tied the hair was torn off during the previous fight, and the hair fell loose, making the overly handsome face look a bit feminine.There was a wind blowing from the front, blowing away the hair that fell on his forehead, and the thick and disgusting smell of blood rushed to his face, and his eyes reflected that the man on the ground had two broken legs and one arm, and was covered in blood With a dripping miserable appearance, a pleasant smile appeared on his slightly pale thin lips.

At this moment, the distorted pleasure of successful revenge on his face has gradually faded away, and he looked at the dying man on the ground expressionlessly, even the strength to scream was weakened, and he lost the interest in continuing to torture, so he simply raised his hand, He wanted to end his life with a sword.

"Wait..." Li Fei moaned in pain, "Do you know why I killed your parents back then?"

Feng Qiyin's right hand waving the sword really stopped.

Li Feicai never dreamed that he would be plotted by a mere mortal. When he saw the wind and groaned, his eyes flashed with a fierce gleam of success, "Back then..."

Li Feicai's voice was too low, and Feng Qiyin involuntarily moved closer.

At this moment, Li Fei suddenly threw out a Zhu Wen Huang Talisman with his remaining hand.Feng Qieyin, who had dealt with this person too many times, glanced coldly, and with a shock of internal strength, he swung away the yellow talisman that was attacking him.

The yellow talisman exploded in mid-air, but what appeared this time was not the expected lightning or flames, but a puff of pink smoke.

Feng Qiyin immediately covered his mouth and nose, but he heard the man lying on the ground laughing wildly: "Haha, it's useless, you have been poisoned by my May Ecstasy powder, the poison will seep into your skin from top to bottom , don't say you just cover your mouth and nose, it's you..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and a bright sword light flashed across the night, and the man on the ground had been decapitated, and died in a miserable state.

After killing this person, Feng Qieyin immediately backed away, avoiding the pink smoke that lingered and turned back together.Turn around and leave the woods in a hurry.

But before chasing and killing that person, he had already lost a lot of men, and even his own internal energy was exhausted, and he was seriously injured. Now he didn't know if he was really poisoned by the other party's poison, and his body was weak and exhausted. Just after mentioning Qinggong, he fell from mid-air and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Cough cough..." Feng Qieyin coughed twice in pain, feeling as if something was choking his throat, numb and itchy.But at this time, even the heavens were against him, the night sky lit up instantly, and then thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down.

He lay motionless on the ground with his eyes closed, letting the rain splash on him, but he still retained some consciousness.

After about a few breaths, there was a burst of regular footsteps amidst the sound of rain.

The five senses of martial arts practitioners are sharper than ordinary people, not to mention that Feng Qiyin's willpower is inherently tenacious. Even if he is weak and drowsy at the moment, he immediately wakes up when he hears the footsteps.

The sound of the footsteps is neither too fast nor too slow, the weight of each step and the interval between the sounds are almost the same, without any deviation, it can be seen that this person is strict with himself, but the footsteps are heavy, far less light than those of martial arts practitioners, obviously he is just an ordinary person .Even so, Feng Qiyin's vigilance still didn't drop in the slightest.

There was a sudden pause in the footsteps, and then he came towards him at a faster speed.

Feng Qiyin's body no longer had the strength to move, but his whole body's vigilance was suddenly raised to the extreme.

It's near, it's near!

The moment the other party put his hand on his shoulder, Feng Qieyin suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, there seemed to be a flash of lightning flashing in front of his eyes. Through a thin layer of rain curtain, the other party looked down at him, his face was only a few feet away from him, as if the eyebrows and eyes carefully drawn with pen and ink were delicate but indifferent, extremely handsome There was still no expression on his face, but those two beautiful lips were slightly pursed, showing a bit of seriousness.

Seeing this person, the coldness in Feng Qieyin's eyes was like the morning dew soaked in the sun, gradually evaporating away, the guard all over his body suddenly let go, and his body subconsciously relaxed.

With a strong breath, he let out, and the exhaustion and weakness that had been suppressed by Feng Qieyin surged over like mountains and seas. As soon as his eyes went dark, he completely lost consciousness...

On Ji Heng's head was a big hat with a diameter large enough to cover his shoulders, he was wearing a coat made of coarse linen, and he was wearing a pair of straw sandals, which had already been wet in the muddy water. Thoroughly.

The rain was rustling on the bamboo hat, and Ji Heng looked down at the humans lying on the ground, a gleam of inorganic coldness flashed in his pure black eyes.With a very quick glance, the program installed in the body or in the body immediately analyzed the basic data of this human being.

【Sex: Male;

Height: 1.82m

Age: around 20 years old

State: deep coma, body loss reaches 75%.

System Judgment: Conforms to the standard, rescue action should be implemented]

"It's a young male human being." Ji Heng pinched the opponent's armpits with both hands, and lifted the male human being in front of him from the ground as easily as holding a three-year-old doll.

The other party's loose hair was washed by the rain and tightly adhered to the face and neck, hanging softly on Ji Heng's hands like a rag doll.

Ji Heng lifted him up, let him lean in front of his body, and instead held him with one hand.

In the pouring rain, he took off the big hat on his head, let the rain splash on his body, and then gently covered the human head with the hat in his hand.

Before leaving, he moved lightly with the hand that had just taken off the bamboo hat to the sword that was thrown on the ground, and the long sword quickly flew backwards into his hand as if attracted by a huge magnet.

The rain was still falling, but it was much lighter than before. In the patter of rain, Ji Heng stepped on his pair of straw sandals, hugged the male human, and walked towards the bamboo house where he was temporarily staying...