Mi Sha shouted from within the black mist. Ever since he lost the ability to move his legs, he had been searching for a way to fight. The wheelchair couldn't replace his legs, and he couldn't be as nimble as his legs, so he could only try something else.
For example, luring an enemy into his circle and making both of them fall into the black mist. The mist was made of a special material that could condense into small pieces in the air, making it difficult for outsiders to see what was going on inside.
Even a martial arts expert like Feng Cang needed time to adapt, but Mi Sha didn't. This was because Mi Sha had always shrouded himself in darkness during his training. This darkness was his camouflage.
Without a healthy body, he had to find other ways to win.
Just like now, Feng Cang couldn't see anything in the black mist, but Mi Sha had already discovered Feng Cang's position.
"Ding ding ding —" The knives on the nine-segmented whip made crisp sounds in the air. The centipede-shaped whip had already quietly attacked the motionless Feng Cang.
"Die!" Mi Sha's lips curled into a cruel smile. Yi Lian is mine! No one can take her away from me! "Feng Cang! Go to hell! "
Seeing the whip about to wrap around Feng Cang's neck, Mi Sha's expression darkened. He wanted to cut off Feng Cang's head!
"Clang —" Just as Mi Sha's smile widened, Feng Cang blocked the whip's attack with the saber in his left hand. "Whoosh!" The whip coiled around the saber like a snake, and the knives on its joints made crisp sounds as they collided.
Mi Sha was shocked that Feng Cang wasn't injured. Before he could understand, Feng Cang leaped into the air and twisted his left hand, wrapping the whip tightly around the saber so that Mi Sha couldn't pull it back.
Feng Cang condensed a gust of wind in his right palm and attacked Mi Sha. "Not good!" Shocked, Mi Sha let go of the whip with his right hand and slapped the wheelchair's handles with both hands. His body flew into the air.
"Boom!" Feng Cang's right palm smashed Mi Sha's wheelchair into pieces.
Without the wheelchair, Mi Sha fell to the ground in a sorry state. "Gongzi!" At this moment, Xia Xue's voice sounded. "Gongzi, carry me!"
Xia Xue reached out and carried Mi Sha on her back. "Gongzi, use my weapon first!"
Xia Xue's sudden appearance was like a timely rain that solved Misha's crisis. Misha's left hand was holding Xia Xue's neck, but she didn't expect to touch the wound on Xia Xue's neck.
"I'm sorry —" Before Misha could finish his apology, Feng Cang's next attack had arrived.
"Ping! Ping! Ping!" The treasured saber and the rapier collided, creating bright sparks.
Xia Xue carried Mi Sha on her back and moved through the black fog. The two of them cooperated seamlessly, as if Xia Xue was Mi Sha's legs. She could take him away from danger and fight Feng Cang with him.
"Young Master, hold on tight!" The pain in her neck stimulated Xia Xue, but compared to her own bleeding wound, protecting Misha was her most important task. Fortunately, when she and Misha were on Penglai Island, they had many such training sessions. It had to be said that Misha was a man who planned ahead. He could not move himself, but he had done his best to make up for this deficiency. Otherwise, without the wheelchair, he would have died at Feng Cang's hands.
With Xia Xue's help, Misha was like a normal person. His left hand held Xia Xue's neck tightly, and the rapier in his right hand stabbed at Feng Cang's vital parts.
Feng Cang knew that Misha was not easy to deal with, but he didn't expect him to have so many ways to escape. The master and servant's tacit cooperation showed that they had done such training before. Otherwise, they would not be able to cooperate so well.
"Misha, Misha —"
Jia Lan and Jin Yu, who had fainted, gradually woke up. Feng Qi Qi did not want to kill innocent people. She only asked Yanzhi to put some drugs in the food to make people unconscious.
The reason why they woke up so quickly was that Misha noticed that something was wrong with the three men. They were in a hurry to leave and did not eat much. Secondly, the two men were resistant to this kind of drug, so it did not take long for them to wake up.
When Jia Lan saw the black mist in the open space in front of him and heard the sounds of fighting coming from inside, he was extremely worried. He wanted to go in and help Misha, but before he could step in, two golden threads flew over and blocked his way.
"It's you?!" Jia Lan was surprised to see Feng Qi Qi again. "Why are you here?"
"I don't need to explain to you why I'm here. But I have to remind you that this is between me and Lian Sheng. You'd better not interfere, or don't blame me for being merciless! "
Jia Lan finally understood what Feng Qi Qi meant. He looked incredulous. "You … You're Yi Lian, the one Misha mentioned? But aren't you Feng Qi Qi, the princess of Beizhou? Why are you Yi Lian? "
Jia Lan had so many questions in his mind, but Feng Qi Qi did not have the time to explain them to him.
"I don't have time to explain to you! Anyway, this is between me and him. Don't interfere! "
Jia Lan was annoyed that Feng Qi Qi did not explain. "Impossible! I don't care what happened between the two of you. Misha is from Penglai Island, and he's my Senior Brother. I can't not help him when he's in trouble! "
"Jia Lan, don't be so ungrateful!" Feng Qi Qi was also annoyed. "I've already warned you when you saved Murong Qinglian from me! Since you insist on doing this, don't blame me for not showing mercy! "
The two golden threads in Feng Qi Qi's hands shone dazzlingly under the sunlight. Jia Lan was dazzled for a moment, but the golden threads had already wrapped around him tightly.
"Hey, let go of me!" Jia Lan struggled with all his might, but he could not break free from the golden threads.
"Stop struggling! This is golden silk. You can't break free! "Feng Qi Qi did not want to kill Jia Lan because she did not want to become enemies with Penglai Island. The Fetal Poison in Feng Cang's body came from Penglai Island. She wanted to see if she could help Feng Cang by tying Jia Lan up.
As expected, the more Jia Lan struggled, the tighter the golden threads wrapped around him. In the end, he could not move at all.
"Let go of my master!" When Jin Yu saw that Jia Lan was captured, he anxiously attacked Feng Qi Qi. However, Su Mei and Su Yue were not to be trifled with. Both of them fought with Jin Yu, but Su Mei and Su Yue were experts in using poison. They were able to defeat Jin Yu easily and tied him up tightly.
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