God of Martial Arts Kidnapper

"Who is arranging the guards? This thought is really extremely meticulous. I didn't expect that there would be an expert sitting in the newly rising Yihua Palace!!"

A trace of suspicion flashed in Hei Ying's eyes, but he was not discouraged.

His eyes continued to search, and gradually landed on the top of the tower.

"Huh? There are no windows on all sides of the tower, and there is only an air vent on the roof. It is impossible for ordinary people to sneak in. Guards are arranged to hide it? Are you too careful?!"

He thought so, but the moment he saw the vent, a gleam of brilliance bloomed in Sikong Zaixing's eyes.

The next moment, his whole body was like an arrow from the string, and he dived into the darkness again. Without the guards noticing it, he darted to the top of the tower... Immediately afterwards, the unlucky guard on the top of the building , and was directly knocked out.

The smile in Sikong Zhaixing's eyes was even stronger, looking at the air vent that could only accommodate a three or four-year-old child at most, his body

Suddenly there was a dull muffled sound.

The muffled sound was not loud, and it seemed to be one with Night Breeze. It didn't spread far, and none of the guards below noticed it. After a while, his body, which was originally like a skinny monkey, shrank to the extreme. Wrapped in the night clothes, it is not even visible.

"Hey, who would have thought that I, Sikong Zhaixing, would be able to do the bone shrinking technique that has long been lost in the Jianghu?"

Cautiously, Sikong Zhaixing followed the vent and slid into the tower soundlessly.

As soon as he entered the tower, his body returned to its original state. With a glance of monkey eyes, he saw an ordinary box placed on the table in the middle of the hall.

His professional habits made him hold his breath, and he rushed to the box like a charm.

"Now, let me see how unbelievable this shark bead necklace that caused a sensation in the world..."

"Boom!"

A puff of smoke suddenly spewed out from the box, Sikong Zaixing's eyes were fixed, and he immediately knew that he was an intermediate, his body twisted strangely, and he easily avoided the smoke when there was no time, but at this moment , I only heard the sound of "chi" and "chi" from all directions, and countless hidden weapons swept the entire hall like a storm

"Command! Command! Command!!"

Most of these hidden weapons are short crossbows, copper coins, silver needles and the like, and their lethality is not strong. With Sikong Zhaixing's light work, he can even prevent any hidden weapons from hitting him!

He has absolute confidence in his lightness skills! !

However, he was immediately stunned, because those hidden weapons were not all shot towards the place where the box was, and most of them were even shot blindly, with no targets at all, but filled the entire hall ...so he just avoided the smoke

Fog, just bumped into a few silver needles by himself!

What the hell!

This kind of trap doesn't follow a routine! !

Sikong Zhaixing's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition appeared inexplicably.

What a king of stealing kings, in the blink of an eye, his body twisted strangely again, avoiding those few silver needles unscathed, followed by, the hidden weapons of copper coins and silver needles all over the sky did not attack him Do any harm!

However, after tossing and turning so violently, he couldn't help taking a breath that he was holding.

With a sound of "whoosh", his figure was like a ghost, rushing towards the big 丨'1.

"Everyone surrounds the gate, there is only one exit from the tower, he will definitely come out from here!!"

673 Just at this moment, there was a burst of hurried noise outside the door.

The sound of footsteps, an indifferent voice pierced into Sikong Zhaixing's ears like an invisible sword.

"Master!"

The pupils in Sikong Jiexing's eyes shrank suddenly, and he folded his body without hindrance, then abandoned the door and rushed to the vent again. Before he got close, the bone shrinking technique had activated again and rushed into it.

Just as he was about to rush out of the passage, a cold light appeared at the exit without warning, and immediately after, he saw a long sword blocking the exit so casually.

There is no doubt that even if his bone shrinking technique is amazing and his body can shrink a little bit, if he rushes out like this, he will definitely be cut in half by this sharp long sword.

"This time I played Dafa!"

Sikong Zhaixing was shocked, and wanted to turn around, but suddenly felt like a thorn in his back. Obviously, the back road was cut off, and he couldn't help but despair... At this moment, he suddenly felt the internal force in his body stagnate!

Only then did he understand that the hidden weapons in the hall were not intended to kill him at all, but to make him move and dodge, and his vitality and blood accelerated so that he could not hold his breath!

Air is the ultimate move against him! !

Ling Xiao's faint voice came from the exit ahead:

"Sikong Zhaixing, you have been kidnapped!".

Chapter 170: The King of Stealing Admits Cowardly! 171

Yes, Sikong Zaixing was kidnapped.

What he breathed was the sad, crisp breeze that pervades the tower. It is colorless and odorless, but it can make people feel weak, and they can no longer lift a little bit of internal strength... And he was in the air vent, maintaining the state of bone shrinkage, The internal force is running all the time, which accelerates the movement of the medicine.

Row.

It didn't take long before he felt that the internal force was getting less and less, and the bone reduction surgery was about to be lifted without the support of internal force.

His body is also getting bigger and bigger.

"Ouch, pull me out quickly!!〃

Sikong Zhaixing panicked at that time, if he didn't go out, he would become the first thief saint in the history of martial arts who was squeezed to death by the vent. If this frankly gets out, what face will the king of stealing have? ?

What?What face do you care about when you die? ?

For Thief Saint, it is impossible to steal the king's name with death.