Chapter 153: The Shadow of Death (3)
On this side, Feng Qinghan, who was fighting with four men in black, had already caught a glimpse of Wang Ye's appearance, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
In the next short period of time, because Can Feng was suppressed, the advantage was quickly taken by the group led by Shan Zhen. It is not ruled out that the number of people in blue has been significantly reduced, which means that the outcome is already decided.
Although Wang Ye wanted to suppress , he had some reservations because he knew the significance of Canfeng to Feng Qinghan, so suppressing Canfeng was more difficult for Wang Ye than killing him. Indeed, Canfeng had been injured in the continuous battles, so if Wang Ye wanted to take his life, it would be as easy as taking something from a bag, but it would be difficult to suppress him without hurting his life. The difficulty lay in the fact that Canfeng, who was controlled by others, was not so easy to deal with. As he was controlled by others, his mental abilities had already surpassed those of ordinary people. He had no feeling of pain in his body, let alone hearing any sounds from the outside world.
Just as Wang Ye was thinking about how to deal with it, Feng Qinghan's voice rang in his ears: "Hey, he is my subordinate, don't kill him."
Wang Ye expressionlessly glanced in and then retracted his gaze. He was not interested in the fact that Feng Qinghan had already suppressed the four men in black, and he had no feelings about Feng Qinghan's words. To put it bluntly, he ignored them. He did know the significance of Canfeng to Feng Qinghan, but he would not hesitate because of this. The hesitation was entirely because he did not want to kill innocent people. Even if they were Fenglang's men, even if Canfeng was one of Fenglang's guardians, at least in this battle he was a friend and had no grudges against him, so he could not take advantage of them. At least for him, Canfeng's situation was taking advantage of them.
Although he thought about it, he was still hesitant. But when Wang Ye inadvertently glanced at Zhao Ziheng, he no longer hesitated and knocked Canfeng down without mercy. Although injury was inevitable, Wang Ye no longer cared. He just wanted to knock Canfeng down until he could never stand up again. As long as he was still alive, it was enough. As long as he was alive, he would be sure to save him, and that was enough. After knocking Canfeng down, Wang Ye rushed to Wu Yao as soon as possible and took care of the two people who were confronting him.
Huan Ling witnessed the battle between Wang Ye and Can Feng from beginning to end, and even though he was shocked, he also felt that the result was natural; Can Feng's fall meant the outcome was decided, but at some point, in addition to the four men in black who were confronting Feng Qinghan, a few more appeared, making the scene that had already been decided evenly matched again.
Feng Qinghan frowned slightly , and then instantly knocked down the black-clothed man who attacked him the fastest. Before the second black-clothed man rushed to him, Feng Qinghan suddenly put his hand on his waist and turned around. He saw that the second and third men kept attacking him and stopped their actions. Feng Qinghan had already reached the fourth man and put the sword that appeared in his hand at some point on his neck.
The fourth man in black stared at the person in front of him with his eyes wide open, beads of sweat gradually oozing out of his forehead.
Feng Qinghan approached the man in black and whispered: "Are you afraid of death?"
The man in black felt it was difficult to breathe, and the cold sweat on his forehead turned into water drops that slid down his temples. He was not really afraid of death, but facing Feng Qinghan, he couldn't help but feel fear, so much so that for the first time in his life he felt breathing was so difficult.
"I should have thought of this the moment you betrayed me." Feng Qinghan moved closer, his lips almost touching the black-clothed man's ear and whispered.
As Feng Qinghan finished his words, the black-clothed man's pupils had dilated to the point where they could no longer dilate, and in the next instant he fell to the ground without any warning.
Feng Qinghan turned around and looked at the first man in black who had just woken up after being knocked down by him. The man in black who had just woken up and stood up was stunned when he saw that his three companions were in different places. Then he looked at his former master. All the pores in his body were shrinking, and he was trembling all over and sweating profusely. In an instant, a lot of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead. His body trembled and he retreated, staggered and fell to the ground, his eyes still staring at Feng Qinghan without leaving for a moment, as if he was trapped.
A cold light flashed, and the last man in black fell down. At this time, Huan Ling also woke up from the battle with Wang Ye. Seeing the four men in black falling down, there was an indescribable expression on her face. She looked at Feng Qinghan who was gradually approaching her with astonishment and fear. It seemed as if her feet had taken root and she couldn't move a step.
"I'm glad that you can send the traitors to me one by one so that I have the opportunity to execute them personally. They should be your last trump card, right? You want them to deal with me? Have you forgotten who taught them in the first place? Do you think they can hurt me? Or do you think I should lose to the traitors I once taught?" Feng Qinghan approached Huan Ling step by step without forgetting to remind him.
Huan Ling looked at Feng Qinghan who was gradually approaching, her face was ashen. Behind Feng Qinghan, her subordinates had been completely eliminated, leaving only Zhou Yan who was still fighting with Zhao Ziheng. Suddenly, Huan Ling found that one person was missing, no matter he was standing or lying down. When did that person disappear? Huan Ling had no time to speculate and think, because Feng Qinghan was only three steps away from her. Feeling the strong murderous aura coming from Feng Qinghan at close range, Huan Ling could not help but stagger back a few steps, and her eyes were like the black-clothed man before, fixed on Feng Qinghan and could not move away.
