Chapter 150: Feel sorry

Ning Xi's eyes were full of madness, and he directly held the opponent's sword with both hands, and he folded the sword heavily and instantly broke into two pieces.

Both hands were also cut by the blade, but Ningxi still seemed to be unaware of the pain. Before the young man could react, his hands grabbed the young man's neck and squeezed it hard.

Everyone heard the sound of "click", the young man's eyes widened, revealing an unbelievable appearance, and the vitality gradually dissipated.

But it wasn't enough. After Ning Xi strangled the man to death, he tore the young man in half and threw it on the ground.

Such a move not only shocked the assassins of Dark Night Gate, but even Ning Qi Shibawei, Zhang Che and others were also shocked!

"Damn it!" Ning Xi's last sense of reason was like a broken violin, and he tapped his toes and headed towards the middle-aged man who had just climbed the wall and was about to run away.

After a while, there was only a scream from the other side of the wall, and then the torn corpse was thrown over from the other side of the wall.

The Dark Night Sect killers who were fighting with Ning Qi's Eighteen Guards were shocked by such a brutal and **** scene.

Ning Xi's hair was loose, and instinctively she just wanted to vent and kill, so she rushed into the fighting crowd and unilaterally abused the people in black robes.

After a while, there were many stumps and broken arms scattered all over the alley. The blood stained the ground red, and the smell of blood spread, which looked very strange in the moonlight.

After tearing up and killing all the people in the Dark Night Sect, Ning Xi looked up at Ning Qi Eighteen Guards with fierce light and cruel madness.

The Eighteen Guards of Ning Qi had been thrown on the battlefield to train and grow up, but they had never experienced such an Asura-like scene, and then they were stared at by their master's ferocious beast-like eyes, and they suddenly felt a sense of Creepy feeling.

"Master!" Ning Yi swallowed and tried to shout.

This voice broke the short-lived calm, Ning Xi's eyes were red, and his whole body exuded bloodthirsty aura, his body moved lightly and landed directly in front of Ning Yi, his hands stretched out and grabbed his neck.

The people present were stunned again, their master really lost his mind and went crazy!

Ning Yi felt the warm hands on his neck and his back was wet with cold sweat. For the first time, he felt fear and despair. Does the master even tear him apart?

Ning kept looking straight at Ning Xi, feeling as if she was struggling, but the strength in her hand was getting stronger and stronger.

When Ning Yi felt that he was about to suffocate and thought that he was going to die in the hands of his master, suddenly a melodious and gentle flute sounded like a soul-cleaning flute.

Ning Xi's action of squeezing with force was slowed down, panting like a lion on the verge of rage, but as the flute continued to come, Ning Xi's tight grip on Ning Yi's hand gradually loosened.

The blood-red color in his eyes gradually faded and returned to black. Ning Xi's consciousness returned for a moment, and he turned his head to look at Luo Yinhuang, who was standing on the carriage and playing the flute, his eyes were confused.

Looking back at Ning Yi, who had a face after the disaster, he was in a trance and whispered, "Sorry!"

Immediately, the whole person leaned back, and Ning Yi responded very quickly and hugged her smoothly, so that she did not fall heavily on the ground.

"Master is in a coma!"

Ning Yi held Ning Xi stiffly, only to realize that she had closed her eyes as if she was asleep, and her beautiful face had a soft sleeping face as pure as a baby, which was the same as the crazy kind just now. Bloodthirsty like two people.