Even Dusheng heard the sound of "second", as if he saw the King of Hell waving to him, as if the whole sky was about to collapse, and he could no longer maintain his original smile.

Even Dusheng is sweating profusely and his heart is broken.

"Let's go." Lian Dusheng waved to the back, and after saying that, he went out first. The subordinates behind him reluctantly followed him. When they walked out of the manor, someone said, "Second leader, why should we withdraw? Are so many of us still afraid of him as the head of the tenth son?" Lian Dusheng turned around and slapped the person who had just spoken, shouting with anger: "You idiot! Don't have a head? Do you know how many masters of the Skeleton Sect have ever been to siege him? Six Thousand Thousands of Evils Cult have ever been to siege him?

, Do you know how many people are? And they are all masters of the Skeleton Sect and even their leader went, but no one came back. Don’t think that it was just a legend, but it was true. And do you know what sword is in his hand? You don’t know if you say it, ‘Tianxie Sword’, do you know what this sword represents? You don’t know, that sword represents death. Go back, this matter is here, wait until Nan Li Dao leaves Nian Beichen.”

Nian Beichen looked at Nanli Dao, who was looking at Nian Beichen with admiration and envy.

"Don't envy you. If you keep using the Blood Sword, you will never be able to achieve it. Only your true strength is the most important thing." Nian Beichen said lightly, saying something but it makes people not look arrogant because he has this ability. It is normal for him to say this, and it would be strange if he doesn't say this.

Nan Lidao looked at the bloody sword in his hand, held it in his hands with both hands and wanted to present it to Nian Beichen. Nian Beichen chuckled and said, "This sword is a burden to me, you can keep it yourself!"

At this time, the waiter came and Nian Beichen said, "Take him to wash, prepare the meal for him, and then prepare a room." "Okay, guest." The waiter said respectfully.

The next day, Nan Li Dao, who had a good sleep, appeared in front of Nian Beichen and the others. Nan Li Dao was about twenty years old, with long curly hair and thick black eyebrows. He frowned helplessly and melancholy, with helpless and melancholy eyes and a helpless and bitter smile. Since he got the Green Blood Sword, this expression began to occupy his originally innocent and ignorant expression. It seemed that his life had been replaced by helpless melancholy, and he was holding the Green Blood Sword. Half a year of experience allowed him to see through too much, and he also understood too much, making him full of helpless and melancholy temperament.

"You are just thinking of Beichen?" Nan Lidao said at a young age with a helpless and melancholy tone. If anyone who saw him would have thought he was an uncle with a beard and a vicissitudes of face!

"Is there something wrong?" Nian Beichen asked.

"It's okay." Nan Li Dao seemed to be saying something, but he still didn't say it out in the end.

At night, dark clouds blocked the moonlight and starlight, the earth was pitch black, and the moon was dark and the wind was high. It was a good time to kill and steal.

Hundreds of men in black came to the manor where Nian Beichen and the others lived under the cover of the dark night.

They moved very quickly, crossing the houses and flying over the eaves and walls, but they did not notice five ghost-like figures appearing behind them. Each of them held a short sword in their hands and appeared silently behind the crowd in black in front. They moved very quickly, covering the mouths of the last few people, and the short sword passed through the throats of the black in black and performing assassination. The five people reaped their souls like soul-catching messengers. The people in front did not find that many people had disappeared behind them.

The assassination was still going on silently, and the people in front were still running towards their target. When it was about to reach Nian Beichen and their manor, the dozen people in front turned around and wanted to pay attention, but they didn't see anyone, they only saw the dark night, which was so quiet, and a sense of fear crawled into their hearts. Unexpectedly, before hundreds of people reached their destination, there were only a dozen of them left.

"Who comes out for me? The evil devil is out for me. Do you only do things that steal? Only these assassinations?" a man in black shouted. But he didn't even look at what he was going to do in his outfit?

Five ghost-like figures suddenly appeared in front of them, and the one who led the lead was the waiter of "Youjian Inn".

The little one looked slightly raised, holding a short sword and cutting his nails, saying, "We are not the right way, how could we be like you! Haha! We are soul-catching messengers, who specialize in harvesting and running out in the middle of the night. You guys who steal chickens will stay here today." As he said, he still smiled on his face. He looked a little gloomy and weird in the dark.

"Hmph, do you have this ability?" said the man in black who led the lead.

"Look at it." The waiter said with a smile. As soon as he finished speaking, the five figures shot at the man in black opposite. The speed was very fast as lightning cut through the night, and it instantly appeared beside the men in black. The short sword swung faster, and the sword light flashed, and the lives of the five people were harvested.

The men in black used the "Songshan Sword Technique", the "Black Wind Claw" of Black Wind Castle, the "Piaoliu Sword" of Yangliu Village and other decent martial arts, and the three innate masters blocked most of the attacks.

The fight in the dark night woke up many people.

The waiter said coldly: "Speed ​​up, don't play anymore." After that, the five people suddenly formed a strange formation, and their speed increased more than doubled. Ten sword lights flashed across, and the remaining ten people were cut and fell down. Even the three innate masters were unable to escape, and the speed was too fast.

Five figures flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

A moment later, many people from the Jianghu surrounded him and saw no less than a hundred men in black who died along the way. They all died with a sword slit their throats. The Jianghu people's throats felt a little itchy, and their Adam's apple kept moving up and down and swallowing their saliva.

Someone went to carry the face towels of those men in black, but many people knew them, all of whom were decent figures, and three more famous ones, one was Fan Duoyun from Songshan School, one was Wu Wan from Black Wind Castle, and the other was Liu Dong, the deputy housekeeper of Yangliuzhuang. The three of them have been famous for many years in the world, but they were killed here, but why did they come out in black? It goes without saying that they didn't say it out loud.

The next day, the news spread quickly, hundreds of masters were cut to death by someone's throat. According to speculation on the scene, they were all killed in one move. Everyone was guessing which gang did it!

But no one said why those people were wearing black clothes in the middle of the night?
Chapter completed!