"Huhu——"

This is an extremely astonishing scene.

The soft and warm fox fur was so straight that it could be shaken by someone. The cloak flew out and slashed straight at the several figures that were rushing towards him.

What a domineering strength, what a terrifying inner strength.

Even Li Xunhuan couldn't help but look horrified. He thought that Bai Xiaosheng's ability to embed a porcelain cup into the table was considered a very clever trick. But now he saw Su Qing's casual display of his hand. In comparison, Bai Xiaosheng's

The methods are as childish as a child's tricks.

In fact, this matter has been proven before, because Bai Xiaosheng, the most intelligent man in the world, was lying there peacefully, dead.

"When dealing with people like Plum Blossom Thief, you don't have to talk about moral principles!"

Someone was carrying a steel knife, had a straight rib and a curly beard, and had a strong and vigorous figure, but it was the subordinate brought by Master Tian Qi, with a stern look in his eyes.

But he wasn't the only one, there were six or seven men with extraordinary skills.

Looking at the cloak flying in the sky, the seven people raised their spirits and shouted in a low voice. The seven knives were like seven bright flying rainbows, bringing with them the cold knife wind, facing forward without retreating, and slashing at the cloak with a roar.

But they misguessed the power of the cloak. The corner turned around and turned out to be as hard as a knife. The first person slashed it with one strike. Although the blade of the cloak was immersed in the cloak, his own chest was broken. The lower half of his body was still on the ground, and the upper half of his body was still on the ground.

Half of it has rolled to the ground.

The cloak's remaining power remained unabated, and he killed three people in a row. When it came to the fourth person, it shattered into pieces of palm-sized rags during the collision, and scattered everywhere.

Su Qing stood on the roof, pacing back and forth slowly, looking flatly at the people surrounding him below, his hands slowly turning as clear and translucent as ice under the moonlight.

"Hey, come and die!"

"Bang! Bang!"

As soon as the words were spoken, two walnut-sized iron bladders flashed past in the night, like thunderbolts, one hitting Su Qing's forehead and the other hitting his chest.

Behind the two iron gallbladders, one person was holding a four-feet-two-inch-long gold-wired soft stick with wings. He looked as gentle as a rich man, but now he was cold and ferocious. It was Tian Qi.

This person has a great reputation and is known as "one stick can suppress the world, and three iron galls can control the universe". He is a famous master in Luoyang Prefecture and has a solid foundation.

Su Qing raised his eyebrows without blinking, without even looking at the two iron galls. His blue robe sleeves were just brushed and swayed by his arms, like holding a harp to the moon. The sound of the iron galls rushing suddenly changed, like

They were stones that were blown away, one to the left and one to the right. One was submerged into the night, and the other was deeply embedded in the plum branches.

The short stick has even swept up to the roof, knocking on Su Qingtian's shoulders and neck.

"Crack!"

The stick came down hard and hit his left shoulder.

"hehe!"

Su Qing tilted her head slightly, seemingly unaware of the pain, pursed her lips and smiled softly, her eyes dull.

Tian Qi was stunned for a moment.

Under Su Qing's robe, something seemed to be turbulent and powerful. It looked like it was hit, but in fact, it was as if it had been hit on cotton. The muscles were twisting like a dragon, which was extremely weird, like clothes.

There is a layer of cotton underneath.

Even if it doesn't move, it won't move.

His pupils tightened, and Tian Qi yelled "Hey", and the force of the stick turned into a point. He was smart, thinking that Su Qing had some horizontal training skills, and wanted to attack the acupoints, and the stick shadows were directed at Su.

Several acupuncture points were made on Qing's chest.

But no matter how fast his stick shadow is, a delicate palm can always stand in front of his stick shadow at the right time. No matter how hard he exerts his strength, as soon as he touches those hands, he will be ready again.

Difficult to save and enter.

"Help me!"

"Hey!"

Several more figures flew onto the roof.

A purple-gold thick-ridged machete flashed a ray of compelling light in the moonlight. It went around Su Qing's back and handed it to him, and then a cross sword light shone on his back.

There was also a pair of hands with their palms raised flat. The wind from the palms struck, and several rays of sword light came towards Su Qingmao almost at the same time. Seven or eight weapons fell towards him.

Li Xunhuan below twitched his middle finger, and a flying knife slipped out of his sleeve quietly, as if he was about to take action when he saw an opportunity.

But suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, not only blocking his sight, but also blocking his flying knife.

"Xunhuan, let's go!"

Long Xiaoyun looked anxious.

Saw this scene.

Li Xunhuan's eyes seemed to be trembling.

"ah!"

But suddenly.

Some onlookers in the field suddenly exclaimed, as if they had seen something extremely amazing.

Li Xunhuan's heart trembled.

Long Xiaoyun seemed unable to hold himself any longer and turned around to look.

But the scene on the rooftop was really amazing.

Su Qing, who had been motionless among the crowd, finally changed. He was not just using his hands this time. Two fists were hard to beat with four hands. What's more, there were more than four hands here. He was still a mortal after all.

He drew his sword.

His sword was at his waist. It was a soft sword that had not been sheathed for a long time. He pulled it out from his waist with his right hand and extended his right arm. This exhibition brought out a bright sword light, an indescribable sword light.

It was as if it had truly become light, blooming under the moonlight with a light that made everyone speechless and horrified.

Is there such a sword light in the world?

That ray of light was like a dragon emerging from the water, like Bai Lian flying, like thunder and lightning, like a waterfall. In a weird trembling sound, it followed Su Qing's right arm and drew a crescent moon in the air.

Arc light, the tip of the sword puffed out cold light.

Su Qing didn't move, his feet didn't move, and he didn't even turn his head. It looked like he swung his sword casually, passing behind him from the right side, and the long sword changed from being held horizontally to being held diagonally behind his back.

The tip of the sword slanted down just into one person's heart.

"thump!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

…

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from behind was heard one after another, as well as the sound of weapons breaking.

Su Qing looked calmly at the earth-colored Tian Qi in front of him, and withdrew his right hand, followed by the sword tip, and the long sword trembled.

Su Qing slowly turned her head and looked at the person pointed by the sword tip.

Zhao Zhengyi.

This old man who was known as the "selfless" man had the purple gold sword in his hand raised high, but he could never cut it down. The sword wound on his chest was as narrow as a rain of thin blades, and blood spilled out desperately.

Looking at Su Qing's face, it looked like the moon would pale.

"You, you,"

Zhao Zhengyi seemed to have lost all strength. When he opened his mouth, the blood rushing in his chest flowed out of his throat. The knife in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. It was so heavy that he kept retreating and then fell from the roof.

"thump!"

Another crash to the ground.

"ah!"

A hysterical roar that seemed to be at the point of despair suddenly erupted in front of Su Qing.

Tian Qi has long lost his humanity. I am afraid that no one knows everything that happened before. The man in front of him, his real trump card is not his hands. It is a very fast sword, but it is also a soft sword. It is very sharp, strange and elegant. Shicai

The people who came up to fight were all killed by this sword.

He was like a lone wolf fighting back desperately.

He hit the man in front of him with his head tilted and hit him with a stick.

The short stick made the wind whine.

Just as he was about to fall, his right leg suddenly lifted up from the bottom, and in the lightning flash, it kicked him on the jaw, which landed hard. A mouthful of blood and broken teeth spurted out, and his throat bone was broken.

, rolled down, and there was no more movement.

Su Qing stood on the same spot. He was still the only one on the roof. The soft sword trembled like a dragon, and blood beads splashed down from it. There was a cry, and under the eyes of everyone, the soft sword disappeared again.

Glancing at Long Xiaoyun who was standing in front of Li Xunhuan, Su Qing smiled and said gently: "Now, do you believe my words?"
Chapter completed!