Chapter 34: A sharp blow

A wisp of spiritual consciousness slowly approached the poisonous gas necklace on the chest.

After seeing such a terrible hidden skill of the God of Death, Fang Mingwei was full of fear of him. At this moment, he had decided to leave this dangerous guy here no matter what, otherwise he would never have thought of a moment of peace in this life.

To deal with such guys living in the dark, perhaps using poison gas is the best choice.

This necklace is engraved with Fang Mingwei's spiritual imprint. As long as you touch your spiritual consciousness, you can immediately stimulate the poisonous gas inside. Fang Mingwei believes that under the invasion of this poisonous gas, you can definitely poison the unprepared God of Death on the spot.

However, just when Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness came into contact with the necklace, at the moment when his spiritual consciousness was most relaxed, an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly appeared.

The hair on his body suddenly exploded, and the extremely powerful sense of crisis made his heart almost stop beating.

At this moment, he no longer cared about hiding his whereabouts or activate the poison gas necklace. His body subconsciously jumped high, and at the critical moment he avoided a black sword that stabbed him.

The sword was extremely fast, and it was immediately recycled with one sword. It turned around on the way and continued to stab Fang Mingwei's back.

Just in the flash of lightning, Fang Mingwei had already seen that this was actually a thin black line, but under the control of the god of death, he could change directions as he pleased.

Although Fang Mingwei's movements were as fast as lightning, he could always make the best response in an instant. However, in the hands of the god of death, the black thin lines seemed to have life and had completely come alive.

With a light "swoosh", the thin line had pierced the beast treasure protective cover, and almost wiped his body and stabbed it obliquely.

Compared with this thin wire, even the most powerful particle light knife will lose its color.

The beast treasure protective cover, known for its defensive power, seemed to be paper-paste and could not resist the puncture of thin lines.

The virtual disk was useless, and was easily seen through by the God of Death. The beast treasure protective cover was useless, and it was also easily pierced by the God of Death.

These two main self-defense magic weapons from the ruins are of no use in front of this assassin master.

At this time, the only thing Fang Mingwei relied on was his true strength gained through hard work.

Perhaps because he had faced death directly, Fang Mingwei's heart was calm, and even his fear of death had completely disappeared.

The combination of spiritual power and internal strength is perfect. Under the force field of combining two into one, Fang Mingwei's movements are like cunning rabbits, and his performance is not inferior to the god of death at all.

However, in this case, Fang Mingwei's entire energy has been devoted to how to deal with the hasty attacks of the God of Death. Not to mention dividing his spiritual consciousness and activating the poisonous gas necklace, even if he wants to take out any weapon from the identity ring, he is still a delusion.

The two of them fought in a not-so-wide room, especially Fang Mingwei, who was on the verge of life and death almost every second. But the more this happened, the more agile his reaction became, and his internal strength and spiritual power had reached a very clever balance point.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei moved his body quickly and stopped suddenly. His hand touched the identity ring and immediately took out a small energy light knife.

At the moment he paused, the thin black line stabbed towards Fang Mingwei's throat like a ferocious poisonous snake. The speed and the angle were amazing.

However, Fang Mingwei was unaware of this. A light shone in his hand and rushed towards the god of death. Almost at the same time, a subtle spark lit up at his throat. The thin line seemed to pierce an invisible wall and was blocked by force.

The eyes of the god of death suddenly condensed into a little, and he was finally sure that there was something in Fang Mingwei that he could not understand.

It is this thing that ruins all his second chance of killing.

The moment the thin line stabbed Shi Sheng, Fang Mingwei had already taken out the energy light knife and stabbed at the God of Death as fast as he had in his life. He could clearly feel that this ordinary stabbing had already brought out all the achievements of his cultivation over the past ten years.

Bend down, kick your legs, stretch your arms, and stab...

The military fist that had been practicing for more than ten years was fully demonstrated in this attack.

Not only is it fast, but it also carries a sharp momentum that never returns. It seems that in front of him, no matter what it is, it will be completely destroyed by this shocking thorn.

The God of Death was mixed with emotion. Is this person really a master of the spiritual department? How can he fight with one hand? It is even more fierce than the master of the physical department.

Fang Mingwei, who had entered a strange realm, condensed all his energy and spirit into this thorn, so he no longer had the intention to pay attention to other things.

But the God of Death heard the sound outside, and he knew that this action had failed again.

As if he sighed lightly, the God of Death's body began to shake, and disappeared when Fang Mingwei's sword approached his body.

"Swoosh"

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and it was not until this moment that the knife that Fang Mingwei stabbed out made a harsh sound.

Fang Mingwei's face was slightly dark and not good-looking. Unexpectedly, after he had already shown his strongest power, he still couldn't do anything about the God of Death.

With several loud bangs, the gorgeous room had been hit hard by at least ten people. As smoke and dust spread, Wang Ziqiang and other physical skills masters rushed into the room together.

Fang Mingwei's fight with the God of Death was extremely obscure. Apart from Fang Mingwei's last attack, it was silent and did not alarm anyone at all.

However, after being attacked by the God of Death many times, Fang Mingwei finally accumulated a lot of strength and stabbed the strongest attack. The pounding momentum of this attack immediately alarmed everyone.

As soon as they felt Fang Mingwei's powerful attack, Wang Ziqiang and others immediately knew that he had encountered a strong enemy. There was only one person who could threaten him here. So they no longer cared about anything and chose the fastest way to rush to Fang Mingwei's room.

As the dust flew, Fang Mingwei slowly withdrew his arm and placed the energy light knife in his hand into the identity ring.

Wang Ziqiang and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Fang Mingwei safe and sound.

"Mingwei, has he been here?"

Fang Mingwei nodded slowly and said, "Yes, he has come."

The faces of many physical skills masters such as Wang Ziqiang changed slightly. With so many people's careful guard, the god of death was able to enter Fang Mingwei's room silently, which had already lost all their face.

"How did he come in?" Bonnie said softly, her voice filled with shock and uneasiness.

Fang Mingwei looked up and smiled bitterly. Anyone who had never seen the God of Death and had fought with him would never understand his terror.

Perhaps his force is not the most powerful, but his ability to hide is definitely the best in the world.

In the frontal battle, maybe Wang Ziqiang could kill him, but when he hides in the dark and wants to assassinate Wang Ziqiang, then he will most likely succeed.

Master Benfica walked in slowly, first glanced at the ground full of wolves, then sighed, saying, "No one knows how the God of Death can enter the heavily guarded secret room. However, the facts prove that no matter how strict the defense is, it cannot stop him from infiltration."

The old man's eyes fell on Fang Mingwei, and he suddenly laughed and said, "Master Fang Mingwei, congratulations."

Fang Mingwei asked, "Master Benfica, what are you congratulating on?"

"Congratulations on being the second time that God of Death did not kill."

Everyone's eyes at Fang Mingwei suddenly became a little different. The god of death did not take action, and once he took action, he would definitely not return empty-handed.

Before meeting Fang Mingwei, Death Caocao kept this proud record. This is also the biggest reason why he was named King of Killers and Master Nemesis.

But now, this record has been broken by Fang Mingwei, and there have been two consecutive assassinations. Suddenly, the mysterious light that enveloped the body of the God of Death was completely broken.

Fang Mingwei glanced at the corner of his mouth, and he was not happy at all for Master Benfica's congratulations.

This second time, it was actually Shi Sheng's contribution to escape, but by the next time he came, the God of Death would be even more difficult to deal with. Maybe by then, he had already found a way to avoid Shi Sheng.

Feeling the almost admiring gaze in the eyes of everyone around, Fang Mingwei felt tears in his heart.

Death God, this damn assassin must find a way to solve him.

Suddenly, a strange idea poured into Fang Mingwei's mind. Perhaps only by doing so can you maximize your advantages.

He looked up and said cautiously: "Master Benfica, I want to ask for His Highness Prince Fineton."
Chapter completed!