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The blue light flashed past suddenly, and the hidden weapon in Lan Tian's hand was intercepted, and it was broken into two pieces.

The dark shadow has already arrived behind the second hall master, the black nails are sharp into the knife, and cut across the second hall master's black clothes, but the second hall master has disappeared in front of his eyes.

Qi Yao reached out to take back the thrown dagger not far away. Le Feng was standing in front of Lan Tian. , the dark fluorescent powder drifted gently with the wind.

The second hall master did not hide his figure this time, the clothes that were cut open on his body were already corroded by the poison, he reached out and tore off the piece of cloth without hesitation, and threw it on the ground, gradually the cloth was corroded clean, without any trace. no trace.

Le Feng changed hands and handed Lan Tian a bright red pill: "Holding it."

Lan Tian took the pill with a strange expression, and bit it in his mouth. The extremely bitter taste spread in his mouth, but in the blink of an eye, the wound on his body seemed to have congealed the blood. At this moment, his mind was extremely clear, and even the pain eased a little. Lan Tian stood up.

The corner of Lantian's mouth was pierced by a sharp short knife, and the blood remaining from the corner of his mouth looked very dazzling, Qi Yao stood beside Lantian.

He's coming soon...

He didn't show up for a while today, and now it's getting late and the sun is setting, but it happens to be in the last period of time, if this matter can't be resolved as soon as possible!

Qi Yao drew out the sword that he seldom used, and suddenly appeared in front of the second hall master, and the first confrontation between the two suddenly began.

"How does your body feel now?" Le Feng turned his head, bent down to tear off Lan Tian's clothes to look at the wound, but Lan Tian kept looking at the two people who were fighting.

When Lan Tian's pupils shrank, Le Feng suddenly turned his head and widened his eyes, Qi Yao was thrown to the ground by the other party!

this person...

They are not rivals!

At this moment, that hazy gaze looked at Le Feng, not afraid of the obvious poison beside Le Feng, and hit directly, Le Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed Lan Tian's clothes, then stepped back suddenly, seeing the man a little bit He rushed over without hesitation, Le Feng smiled.

The huge spider web suddenly stopped the other party from moving forward. The crystal clear spider web was almost invisible to the naked eye in the dark night, but it was able to stop the other party's progress at the moment when the Second Hall Master bumped into it.

The Second Hall Master didn't estimate the spider silk as tough as iron at all. He threw the short knife in his hand, and pointed the sharp blade straight at Lan Tian's location.

Le Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, his sleeves were mixed with strong wind and internal force, and he directly missed the projected short knife. However, at this moment, a thinner steel needle suddenly appeared inside the short knife, which was smaller than spider silk. More subtly, when Le Feng discovered that his arm had been anesthetized, the steel needle had already melted into his arm.

Quickly restraining the poisonous blood flowing to the heart, Le Feng couldn't detoxify for a while, and his body's reaction became dull because of the steel needle entering the body. Watching the man make no sneak attack.

Qi Yao's plan to sneak attack from behind failed, and the elusive Second Hall Master once again disappeared.

"We can't beat him." Le Feng gritted his teeth. The opponent was already stronger than they imagined. He didn't expect that there would be someone with excellent martial arts and profound internal strength in the Jianghu. , Eighty percent of the time, if you take a shot, others will die, so there are no rumors.

Qi Yao's face was gloomy, his meridians were injured in that move just now, and the subsequent sneak attack was nothing more than a strong support.

Lan Tian gritted his teeth, his hands were crippled in an instant, the joint attack of Le Feng and Qi Yao actually only caused the man to tear his clothes, that's all.

"He miscalculated." Le Feng's expression was not good. Although he managed to wake himself up with medicine, it was obviously not enough to constitute a battle force.

"..." Qi Yao glanced at Lan Tian, ​​whose hands were drooping weakly, his whole body tensed up, because he couldn't feel any killing intent, which made him even more restless.

"Find a way, let me hold on." Lan Tian frowned, his eyes were already uncontrollably trying to close, "He's coming out soon."

It is obviously not good for that person to appear at this time, that person does not know martial arts, and the next step is undoubtedly death.

"Escape!" Qi Yao said.

Lan Tian turned around in an instant, never caring about the two people behind him, and quickly left the villa where he might be buried.

Behind Lan Tian's back, Qi Yao watched carefully, and suddenly stepped forward, Le Feng stretched out his hand, a cold light flashed through the transparent spider silk, hooked the corner of the black clothes, and the ghostly mask of the second hall master tilted his head slightly , the grinning ghost mask seemed to be mocking everyone's powerlessness.

Lan Tian bit the pill in his mouth, drowsiness kept rising, and the thoughts he was holding on to gradually began to spread at this time.

Finally, his internal strength gradually failed to support his body and he fell down from mid-air. There were many eyes around him. It was those martial arts people who were watching his jokes, watching his embarrassed posture, and laughing at his overreaching.

Lan Tian was lying in the dark alley, breathing heavily. These people would just stand in the distance and watch them kill each other coldly. The crowd watched the big joke.

"So fast?" Lan Tian could hear his hoarse voice, and his long black figure stepped on the only moonlight projected into the dark alley, his long hair fluttered casually without a trace of mess, "Those two people couldn't even hold on How long."

That's right, although Qi Yao's martial arts are good, he doesn't necessarily have the ability to hold a cold dragon. Although Le Feng's poison art is good, he can't heal himself immediately when he is injured.

"Where are you sacred?" Lan Tian asked with the last trace of sobriety.

The man didn't seem to mind at all when he was killed, he was already an inescapable prey, and it was clear that this hunter was more than capable.

"You do it." Lan Tian raised his head and stared at the mask of the evil spirit, refusing to close his eyes and accept death.

Even if he really wants to fall here, he must not let him experience this despair.

However, at this moment, the robe fluttered slightly, but the man standing beside him didn't move at all, as if he was waiting for something.

"You did it! Aren't you going to kill me?" The strong drowsiness could no longer wake him up. It was obvious that the man was coming, but why did this man refuse to do it.

Could it be that……

Lan Tian forced himself to stand up, and staggered away from the man, but the black and dark flowing clouds followed behind him like a shadow, like teasing a mouse that had nowhere to escape, playing with it wantonly in his palm.

Get away from this person quickly.

Lan Tian, ​​don't come out in such a hurry.

He didn't deserve to suffer, he didn't want Lan Tian to understand at all.

Consciousness finally fell into the deepest darkness. Lan Tian was at the end, and could only look back at the black judge with unwillingness and despair.

When Lan Tian opened his eyes, he was still in a daze, and didn't realize where he was for a while, but he saw the man in front of him clearly.

The blade in the opponent's hand reflected the bright white light under the moonlight, and then he felt a chill on his neck, and then, Lan Tian suddenly said a word: "Lan Jiangshe???"

Lan Tian suddenly understood that the ancient times were in front of him, and the person standing in front of him was Lan Jiangshe.

The knife had already stopped on his neck, and immediately he felt a stabbing pain. The tip of the knife had actually pierced his skin. He obviously didn't even feel the pain, but blood started to flow down.

At this moment, Lan Tian felt burning pain coming from his arms and shoulders. Unprepared, Lan Tian let out a hopeless wail and knelt down on the ground.

"I'll go, I'll go, it hurts me to death!" Lan Tian yelled a few words, and the echo could even be heard in the empty street.

There was still shock in the eyes under the evil ghost's mask, but the blade in his hand couldn't be buckled any longer.

Lan Tian couldn't believe his eyes when he found the wound on his body.

"Father, father, father, the great person who shaped me, can't we discuss things slowly? Your family education is too strict, I can't stand it, hey hey!"

No one will use a knife when educating children! ! !

"You..." The slender fingers held the lower end of the mask, exposing the lower jaw, and Lan Tian's half-kneeling posture could see the cold eyes from under the other's mask, "How do you guess, it's me ?”

"You're so stupid~ I forced my son to be unable to tell who my old man is!" After shouting, Lan Tian realized that something was wrong, he was really his son, "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, so why don't you send me to the hospital as soon as possible, Where is Le Feng! Let Le Feng come and save me!!!"

Lan Tian's eyes were dizzy from the pain, and a pill fell out of his mouth. For some reason, Lan Tian felt more pain.

Lan Jiangshe lowered his head to look at his groaning, hopeless son who was in great pain, and for some reason, he reached out and lifted the back of Lan □□fu's neck.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!" The man immediately said, "I'm a sick patient! You mention me like this, do you want me to die or do you want me to die? Or do you want me to die in the first place!!!"

Lan Jiangshe lowered his head and looked at his son who was stubbornly twisted on the ground like a worm, but his voice was so rigid, it was the first time he felt what it meant to be at a loss.