One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 259 Fake face
However, these people have clearly seen the strength of the other party, and understand that the task will definitely not be completed if this continues.

They simply stopped hiding, and after looking at each other, a strange hidden weapon appeared in one's hand.

Under the darkness, even Yan Qingzhi had a hard time judging what those hidden weapons were.

Yan Qingzhi didn't care about the situation below and jumped straight down.

The following people have surrounded her with her movement.

These people surrounded and did not attack, they directly blocked the various musical instruments in front of them, in a defensive posture, they wanted to keep Yan Qingzhi where they were.

Seeing the blue smoke filling her head, Yan Qingzhi held her breath, stepped forward, rubbed left and right, several fingers flew up, but because the speed was too fast, the owner of the severed finger didn't even feel it, and was still holding it. Running forward with the instrument.

If it was normal, Yan Qingzhi would naturally make up a sword with one foot and one foot, and send them all away.

It's just that the situation is a little different this time, and the tacit understanding between the other people is also revealed at this time.

Yan Qingzhi crossed her arms and did not stop in her footsteps. Looking at the man who bumped into her, she stepped out without any fear, and slammed into the other side.

The two who lost their fingers only felt the pain at this time, while the other one didn't notice this, he only saw Yan Qingzhi's behavior beyond his control.

The strength gap between men and women is something that experience and martial arts cannot make up for.

Yan Qingzhi's speed was so fast, in the eyes of others, it was naturally gained by sacrificing strength.

In this low-level martial arts world, the role of internal strength is only when it explodes. The main thing for this kind of pure strength confrontation is to look at body weight and the explosive power of muscles.

Although the man who blocked Yan Qingzhi did not have top physical conditions, if his opponent was only Yan Qingzhi, his height and weight would be enough to crush any slender girl in terms of strength!

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but relax a little, and even took out a bead directly from his waist, used his strength, and threw it two steps behind Yan Qingzhi, just waiting for Yan Qingzhi to hit it there. Beads come up...

This is also the tacit understanding that they have been familiar with for many years.

Yan Qingzhi didn't know the situation behind her. Her eyes were slightly red because she closed her breath, and her murderous aura towards the person in front was hidden in it.

Facing the man who was half his head taller than her, she was not afraid at all.

The bead behind him was about to fall, and the man who lost his finger also began to whine twice.

A person on the roof stuck his head out, and the air seemed to be a little stagnant. Yan Qingzhu felt that, after blocking the person, he subconsciously looked towards this side.

At this moment, Yan Qingzhi's slender body collided with the man in front of him, and the crisp sound of the broken bones and the man's cry of pain sounded at the same time.

But Yan Qingzhi didn't stop, and took the man straight out four or five steps, until the man couldn't keep up, and she fell to the ground, and she stopped slightly.

Dang bang!
When the man rolled, his Yueqin fell to the ground.

He opened his hands, and his two thumbs had been completely deformed. The severe pain made his whole body tense, and the blue veins on his forehead had burst out.

Yan Qingzhi originally wanted to give him another sword, but when he lowered his head, he happened to see the other party's twisted expression.

The man's cheekbones and chin had three large bumps. The man's skin tone was very even, but such a change happened. Looking at it under the light and shadow, it was clearly a little scary.

The whole face seems to be air injected into the pig's skin, and even the texture is not the same as before.

Seeing such a bizarre scene, Yan Qingzhi's hand was subconsciously out of control, and the sword that stabbed at his throat directly hit his cheekbone.

When the person was not ready, a sword was provoked, and a mask was directly provoked by Juli, in exchange for the other party's hysterical screams.

The man's twitching hand hurt so much that he subconsciously reached for his face. On that face, there was just a piece of delicate skin missing from where Yan Qingzhi stabbed to the bottom of his eyelids.

But under the skin, it is not a bright red.

The skin there is dry and black, and the roughness is somewhat like old tree bark. In a certain position on it, a scar mark can be seen, but the rest of the position is blocked by the skin above, and his appearance cannot be seen. and specific circumstances.

Obviously, what Yan Qingzhi opened was not a skin, but a mask.

Recalling the mask, Yan Qingzhi thought of the disguise technique he had obtained from Song Boqing before.

One of the masks recorded on it was very different from what she saw now.

This also made Yan Qingzhi react all of a sudden. No wonder she just thought why these people had a precise sense of beauty. It turned out that they were all fake faces.

When the secret was seen through, those people became a little crazy.

"Ah... I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

The masked man fell to the ground, his healthy fingers tried his best, but he neither dared to move his thumb nor touch his face whose mask had been scratched off.

They live with masks all year round, and their skin has not been able to breathe fresh air for a long time.

However, they didn't care about the breathability of the skin, and even when the breeze blew across his face, he still felt that the coolness was tingling.

He hunched over desperately, covering his face with his arms.

It was obvious that no one could speak, but he always felt that there were many people around him looking at him differently!
He hasn't felt so terrifying in years.

As if he didn't get into the cracks in the ground, he would never be able to find his sense of security.

Listening to his roaring words, Yan Qingzhi sighed deeply.

Yan Qingzhi, who was about to rush over, deeply felt that the day that that person should not live to kill him!

The soft sword in her hand shook with her, like a wandering dragon, and instantly pierced into the eye socket of the man just now. The shaking of the sword blade did not stop, and even the mourning sound of the other party just disappeared in the breath. ...

Yan Qingzhi didn't stop in her footsteps, and stabbed straight in Yan Qingzhu's direction.

There were not many people there just now, and now that two people have died, the offensive lineup seems to be even thinner!

In fact, with the strengths of Yan Qingzhu and Jun Tongyue, Yan Qingzhi's help is not needed, but Lu Jian is really holding back Yan Qingzhu too much!
I don't know when, he was knocked unconscious again, Yan Qingzhu didn't let go, but lifted Lu Jian directly.

Although Lu Jian is relatively heavy, Yan Qingzhu doesn't look like a strong person, which is really shocking.

And the person who predicted Yan Qingzhi's position just now and failed, when he saw Yan Qingzhu like this, he obviously didn't think of any words to describe it.

(End of this chapter)