The other party had no obvious hostility, and Heather couldn't help but wonder, who is this person?

The injured leader of Xuetang bent towards the man and retreated behind with a respectful look on his face. This action obviously answered Heather's question, which was their leader.

Xia Feng felt the hostility of the woman opposite him instantly. His sharp eyes were like the rain needles of cold rain, like a lone wolf climbing the highest cliff alone in the dark night, with sharp eyes as sharp as a blade. After watching for a long time, he would feel the illusion that her sword blade had cut her throat.

Undoubtedly, she is a very aggressive woman. Even in the snow hall, there is no second person with a wild wolf aura like her.

"Is this the person from Snow?"

"Yes." After the girl had a fight in the casino that day, the snow owner said that she liked her very much, probably that's what she meant...

A strange light flashed in Xia Feng's eyes, and his figure moved, and he grabbed Heather. Heather had always paid attention to his movements and should face the battle head-on at this time, but for some reason, this man gave her a very difficult feeling. He almost relied on instinct, stepped back with his feet, and protected his sword in front of him. He used a move to rush the sea and attack and defense, and wanted to use this to force the person in front of him to retreat.

Xia Feng brushed his sleeves to block her sword moves, and his voice sounded extremely interesting, "It's interesting, you actually know Yangchun's sword technique."

He thought he had read it wrongly. This girl was young and didn't look like a disciple of Mingjian City. How could she learn one of the eight swords of famous schools?

Thinking of this in his heart, he did not use the ultimate move, but instead felt more tempting. Heather fought with him several times, and immediately noticed the other party's intention to test her. He suddenly smiled sly, his feet changed, and he inserted a sword into the ground and flew up.

Xia Feng was shocked. He had never seen a swordsman use a sword like this. Even if it was not his own sword, he would just penetrate it directly into the ground...

The strong and powerful lever wind blew across his ears, and his face darkened again. If his flashing spirit was kicked, the moment just now would make him faint directly. A piece of paper strip in his sleeve slipped out, and the white powder dissolved in the air when it encountered water.

Because Heather didn't hit the kick just now, he landed on the ground and drew his sword to make another move. He was doing it in one go. He thought he would not miss it again this time, but suddenly he felt his body soft and his body had no time to stop and directly hit the ground.

With a bang, the sword in his hand hit the stone road hard. Heather barely supported his fallen body. The cold rain slid down his beautiful face, and his body felt weak.

She... was drugged? When...

"Master Xia." As soon as the leader of Xuetang saw that he was happy, he was about to come forward and tie the person up.

Suddenly, two hidden weapons hit him, just where he was about to settle down, so scared that people quickly took several steps back.

"Who is it!" The other three people realized that someone was in the dark and raised their swords to form a small circle to guard.

Xia Feng glanced at the hidden weapon on the ground and looked at the two people under the eaves of the two street shops in front of him, "Since you two have taken action, why don't you show up?"

Heather stood on the sword, but at first he couldn't stand his feet, and then his hands began to be unstrung. He didn't know what medicine the other party was using, it was like he was given an injection of anesthesia, and his whole body felt completely lost. At this time, he heard the other party talking, and turned his head and looked behind him with difficulty.

Someone saved her?
Chapter completed!