Chapter 169 (1/2)

Zhao Gang closed his eyes and waited for the blade to penetrate his body.

But with a sharp whoosh, the wind is roaring.

When!

The blade didn't go into his heart, but it was heavily on the floor.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Qin Kuang was walking slowly.

His pace is calm and graceful. With a slight wave of his arm, there is a cold light that cuts through the void.

The nirvana elder who is besieging several people is like a paper man who is vulnerable.

One by one.

They were both surprised and pleased.

Song Qingling was even more grateful and cried out: ”brother Qin, it's very nice of you to come.”

Qin shook his head wildly, some speechless.

It's full of poisonous fog. I dare to talk.

This neurotoxin is not fatal.

But it can make people lose the ability to move, paralyzed.

The elder of Nirvana took the poison of knowledge in advance and was not affected at all.

Normal people, at the moment, have been unable to hold on, have fallen.

Qin Kuang walked all the way. His wrist dart was as fast as electricity and was superb.

Whoosh, whoosh!

His arm is constantly retracting and hitting, with astonishing accuracy.

One by one the nirvana elders fall.

Their fall is not just a fall, but a bleeding liquid. Even if they don't die, they no longer have the ability to hurt people.

It was a terrible massacre.

Qin crazy hands, saved most people.

However, some unfortunate elders were killed and killed by sneak attacks, which is very miserable.

The alarm has been ringing for a long time.

But there was no support from any of the Qinglong disciples.

Qin Kuang is the only one who can stand at the moment.

”Brother Qin, go quickly!”

Song Qingling cried out.

No matter how much you can hold your breath, you can't hold it for too long.

Qin Kuang has been holding his breath for ten minutes now.

If we go on and inhale the poison, it's all over.

Everyone knows that after the release of the poisonous fog, song an is going to harvest.

Qin Kuang is waiting for song an.

He stood in front of the elevator, motionless.

This poisonous fog has no real effect on him.

The secret method of turtle breathing can make him lurk under the water for several hours.

Looking at the number shown above, Qin Kuang's face was calm.

Drop!

The elevator stops and the door opens.

Inside, a dozen Nirvana members wearing gas masks were stunned to see Qin Kuang.

More than ten minutes after the release of the poison fog, there are still people who can stand as if nothing had happened. How is this possible?

What's more strange is that this person still has a strange smile on his face, as if he is welcoming everyone.

But they didn't think so much.

Because Qin Kuang didn't give them a chance to think.

He had rushed into the elevator.

The wrist dart blade was used as a scalpel by him.

Wrist vibration, the enemy in front of a crazy attack and assassination.

The knife is deadly.

There was a cry of surprise.

The eyes of Nirvana members are red and they roar to fight back.

But the elevator is narrow and restricted everywhere.

They don't have any fighting power.

Looking at the nirvana in the pool of blood, Qin Kuang's look did not change at all.

In the face of Nirvana members, he has no mercy.

At this moment, we can understand why Song Qingling is so confident.

Chen Xiao and sun Chenggang really understood everything.

Qin Kuang didn't boast. He alone was enough.