The three of them were stunned. They were already in this situation, and they could still laugh?

Neither the dwarf, the strong man with his upper body, or the medieval knight wearing heavy armor and holding a spear, they couldn't understand.

However, this does not mean that the short man will show mercy. The Western sword has been pressed against Wuqi's neck and is about to fall to cut Wuqi's neck, but at this moment, a pair of dark eyes as dark as ink, like a black and shiny black light, and a flash of light pierced the eyes of the three people at the same time.

The Western sword in the dwarf's hand suddenly subconsciously retracted. When he suddenly turned around and slashed the Western sword again, he found that the person who was originally lying on the ground under him was gone.

"Where have you gone?" The dwarf asked subconsciously, and a big hand grabbed his shoulder, pointed behind him, and looked in the direction of his finger. Then he found that a young man who was full of ninja darts was looking at him with a smile on his face. However, the other party's actions at this moment made the dwarf feel a little amused because the other party was actually pulling out the ninja dart.

What made the dwarf even more funny was that the young man in front of him actually pulled out the ninja dart and screamed hoarsely. "Oh!" "Oh my God!" "Oh my God!" A series of words that could indicate that he was suffering from great pain in his body were actually used for him.

Wuqi was indeed not dead. He fainted just now because of excessive blood loss. If it were normal, he would have been unconscious now and didn't know when he would wake up, but the situation is completely different now. Because before he fell into a coma, Wuqi had done a precaution and secretly performed medical techniques on both hands, quietly curing several parts with the most bleeding areas.

That's why he woke up from his coma quickly. This is the reason. However, in order to attract the person who attacked him, Wuqi deliberately pretended to be ineffective.

The three killers had already investigated Wuqi's strength. None of them was afraid of Wuqi, but they were not in a hurry to take action. Instead, they looked curiously at Wuqi, screaming in pain while bleeding, just like a cat admiring a mouse that was about to die in its mouth, and turned their eyes forward with interest.

It didn't take long, and in just half an hour, Wuqi pulled out all the ninja darts on his body. He gasped heavily, raised his head slightly, and squeezed a reluctant smile on his face again, and said, "What? Are you not planning to kill me?"

"No hurry! You are dying anyway! Then let you live a little longer!" The short man smiled contemptuously.

The accomplices around him also had the same expression on their faces at this time, but one of them looked a little cold and the other had a serious expression, but the three of them were also filled with unconcealed contempt. No one cared about this young man who was at most the peak of the intermediate cultivator. The strength of the three of them had already broken through the level of the intermediate cultivator and reached the level of the first-time high cultivator. However, the aura was always controlled at the level of the intermediate cultivator, so Wuqi did not notice it at the beginning.

"Ha!" Wuqi chuckled, and he took a few more breaths of energy and sneered: "If you don't kill me quickly now, I can guarantee that you will definitely regret it."

As soon as this said, the same expression appeared on the faces of the three killers, laughing, and a sarcastic smile. At this time, the top leader of the three finally spoke and said coldly: "You are amazing. Fatty, do it!"

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense, put his hands on his chest, and looked at Wuqi silently again. The heavy armored knight beside him also posed in this position and stared at Wuqi motionlessly.

A hint of pride suddenly flashed on the face of the short fat man holding a Western sword. A light sound came, Wuqi stared at the front, and a phantom suddenly shook in front of him without warning, and a stinging pain immediately came from his lower abdomen.

Too fast! Wuqi only came to see the opponent take action, and he was already in the sword. He didn't even have the chance to dodge. A silk thread-like blood suddenly flowed down his lower abdomen into the cold sword blade, followed by a painful groan and Wuqi's shocked eyes.

"Puff!" The short fat man suddenly pulled out the Western sword, and a blood column like a fountain shot out from Wuqi's lower abdomen, flying for half a meter in the air before landing. The short fat man turned around and looked at the leader with a gloomy face, and smiled: "It's too weak! It's easy to handle it!"

"Not yet." The leader who was on his upper body shook his head silently, and the knight in heavy armor beside him spoke.

A trace of doubt flashed across the short fat man's face. When he looked back in confusion, his expression froze.

I just now clearly stabbed him with a sword! He shouldn't be able to stand up! How could this happen!

Yes, the sword just now was really painful, very painful, and it caused a lot of damage to Wuqi. However, this is not the first time Wuqi has suffered such serious injuries. It can be said that he has suffered injuries that are much worse than this injury, and every time he survived, how could he fall down easily this time? Of course not.

The sword just now only showed signs of a brief collapse of Wuqi's consciousness. It can be said that he had indeed fainted just now. If this injury was put before, it would take at least half a day to wake up without a day. However, after Wuqi fought with the demon Bodank, a subtle change occurred in his body.

While fainting or consciousness collapses, the main soul in Wuqi's soul will suddenly escape from the body and wander away from the outside of the body. This wisp of soul has consciousness, so Wuqi can recover from awakening faster. It is precisely because of this that he can stand up again in a very short time.

"What? Are you surprised?" A large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of your mouth. Wuqi coughed several times in succession, and then said with a weak voice.

The killer leader did not say anything. He looked at Wuqi with a calm face like the heavy armored knight beside him, but the short fat man had a gray face. Without saying a word, he rushed out with a Western sword again. His figure just shook, like a stream of light, shooting silently at Wuqi's body.

The short fat man used all his strength to this sword. Wuqi could still stand up. This had seriously damaged his self-esteem, and he could not bear this humiliation. So he wanted to kill Wuqi with one sword.

The air around seemed to be twisted suddenly. With a sword, the sound of air explosion suddenly appeared one after another like a continuous cannon. "Papapapapapapapapa", a fiery red figure was like a stream of light, shooting out, and the target pointed directly at Wuqi. A flash of fire, and the air around it seemed like a dream, and a trace of ripples appeared like a stream of water, which quickly swelled around.

Wuqi's eyes suddenly condensed. Although he was seriously injured and weak at this time, he still gritted his teeth and pulled out the unknown ancient scroll from his chest like lightning, and quickly slapped heavily in front of him. A loud noise like a bolt from the blue suddenly came, "Boom!" The ground seemed to shake at this moment, countless gravels blew up, and the strong wind suddenly roared out, bringing out a flood of dust in the sky, making people unable to open their eyes for a while.

However, the killer leader and the heavy armored knight beside him had clear eyes and could see clearly. Their eyes directly entered the interior through the flying sand that blocked his vision. Just one glance, both of them had a look of shock that had never been seen before on their faces.

"What!" As soon as the knight in heavy armor started to speak, he saw a figure suddenly shot out from the dust in the sky, like a baseball hit by a head-on, breaking through the heavy obstacles of the sand and shooting out directly. In an instant, a hole of one meter wide was knocked out in the rock under a fountain in the park. The gravel on it rolled down, and a stream of water suddenly flowed out, accompanied by a shocking sound.

"Boom!" At the same time as the loud noise appeared, a shock came from the heavy armored knight, "How could it be? The short sword was shattered by that boy! And the short's strongest sting did not kill the boy on the spot, but was rebounded out by the opponent's rebounding force. This! How is this possible!"

"I don't know. Fatty no longer has the ability to fight, come on!" The killer leader's lips moved slightly, the heavy armored knight nodded slightly, and when the spear was tightened in his hand, he turned into a yellow light and rushed into the sand and dust. In an instant, his whole body completely disappeared and disappeared.

Gasp, heavy breathing, the gasp is very slow, but the breathing sound is very loud. It is so loud that almost completely blocks all the sounds around him. Wuqi's current situation is very bad. His face is scary, his mouth is bleeding, and the wounds all over his body are still bleeding, and even his consciousness begins to have symptoms of dizziness.

Wuqi was able to beat Fatty just now, not because his strength was better than Fatty, but pure luck.

I have to say that Wuqi's luck is indeed good enough. If it weren't for the fat man who was full of confidence in his sword just now, he would not have actively bumped into the Ancient Scroll that Wuqi swung. If Wuqi had not tried his best to swing, he would not have been able to block the Ancient Scroll in front of him in a flash. It was precisely because of these two coincidences that he finally escaped again.

However, the desperate effort just now has already made Wuqi approach the brink of death. Now, only if anyone gently punches Wuqi's Tianlinggu, he will die immediately, not fake death, but real death.

Because with Wuqi's current strength, he can only leave his soul once a day. The one just now was his limit, and now he can't do it again. Besides, his physical strength at this time was not his original state, and his recovery ability was extremely poor, and this level of injury was enough to be fatal.

If this continues, I will die! I must perform medical skills immediately! I can’t wait any longer!

With a "Wow!", another mouthful of blood was spitting out of Wuqi's mouth. His body suddenly became unstable, his steps staggered, and there was a violent shaking in front and back. He shook several steps, and then he finally stood still. But his legs seemed to be filled with lead. Not only did his thighs tremble constantly, but his arms were even more and more unable to lift them up.

But even so, Wuqi's medical technique was successfully used by him. The clouds on his palms were quickly healing several places where he was seriously injured. The wound was repairing at an astonishing speed. Wuqi's face gradually turned from white to red, and a trace of blood slowly appeared, and his breathing became more and more stable as the wound healed quickly.
Chapter completed!