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Chapter 1666 The last wave

Pingsang's eyes finally turned from Deyang's face to Qian Wu. She knew that he wanted to kill her, but she was not afraid. She dared to use such a trick and realized that she could not get out of here alive today, but she did not regret that as long as she killed Deyang, she could solve the crisis of Da Shang and preserve the country of Da Shang - the country he had finally obtained!

Staring at Qian Wu who was approaching step by step, Ping Sang suddenly grinned, his mouth was filled with purple blood. Qian Wu suddenly widened his eyes. Ping Sang didn't need to kill him, she was just planning to commit suicide!

So……

Qian Wu was suddenly frightened. As a killer, especially like such a perverted woman, her tricks are so cruel and despicable, despicable, and shameless. Even if she wants to die, she will definitely fight to the death and will never give up until she achieves her goal!

Thinking of this, Qian Wu immediately looked back and saw that Deyang and the child surrounded by everyone were safe and sound, but what everyone had to face was the blue rain of bull hair. Not only that, these blue rains were particularly difficult to deal with. Unlike the previous fine needles that came fiercely, these needles seemed extremely floating and difficult to grasp the direction, and there were even many people who would change direction due to collisions in the middle.

Qian Wu's heart was slightly sank. It was too difficult to be prepared for such a dense and weird attack!

Then he waved the long knife in his hand, Pingsang stopped laughing without saying a word, then lowered his head, lay completely on the ground motionless.

As the captain of the Dark Cao and who had done countless tasks for Qin Ziyue, Pingsang died here quietly.

Jibu was already heartbroken when he watched his apprentice do this for the man in his heart. He had no children in his life. Although this apprentice had a weird personality, he regarded him as his own, but now he died in front of him, and he was powerless! How could that kind of grief be revealed?

Qian Wu killed Pingsang, which was equivalent to cutting off the source. This wave of attacks was the last wave!

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even everyone breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how powerful Pingsang was, the silver needle she sent out was limited after all. As long as she survived this round, she could resolve this crisis.

This round of needle rain lasted about half a quarter of an hour before it stopped. There were not many people still alive, and even some people from the Dark Cao were accidentally injured by the poisonous needle and died.

Anyone who can stand is one of the few masters, but even so, they are exhausted and out of breath.

Qian Wu glanced at the back of his scratched hand. There was a very small wound, and it was already black around him. He smiled bitterly. This poison was really powerful. With his skills, he could not force out poison blood. I believe that in no time, the poison would rage in his body faster and faster until he was out of breath.

He was impermanent and no one noticed it. After Xiahou Yongli stopped, he quickly turned around to check whether Deyang was injured. Under the attack just now, Deyang only cared about holding the child tightly in his arms, not daring to reveal a little skin. He was also busy checking whether the child was injured.

Just as the public was relaxing, a sense of crisis suddenly rose. They were all experienced and fought. The crisis consciousness in their bones made several people turn around suddenly. What greeted them was the blue light and shadows in the sky. Sweat on everyone's heads suddenly popped up. How could this happen!

This poisonous needle is extremely fast, and they have lost the opportunity and have no time to defend this time!

Without saying a word, Xiahou Yongli immediately turned around and rushed towards Deyang, protecting Deyang and the child firmly in his arms, and using his body to block the needle rain.

"No!" Deyang's face turned pale, this poison could not be cured!
Chapter completed!
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