"Come on, old dog."

Li Mutian was not afraid of anything, but instead advanced. He had just understood the secret, and he was in full swing, and his fighting spirit was in full swing.

Zhang Biao lifted the saber to slash the horse and flew forward. Before the person arrived, the murderous aura had already been overwhelmed. The energy locked Lu Jingxue, and only needed to kill Lu Jingxue, Li Mutian could capture it.

Li Mutian's long sword in his hand was driven by an arm, and the man and sword were integrated. The basic sword technique was used to flow smoothly, and his feet were stepped on white frost and intercepted Zhang Biao.

Zhang Biao rushed towards Lu Jingxue, and Li Mutian naturally could not let Zhang Biao approach his sister unless he stepped on his body, because he was his sister's flesh shield.

Of course, if I hadn't been in the extreme cold range, I wouldn't have been stupid enough to attack a fourth-grade warrior.

He was not hurt in the extreme cold range that Lu Jingxue used, and his actions were not affected.

Zhang Biao was afraid of extreme coldness, and he hit the soles of his feet and stepped hard. He bounced up for several meters high. After gliding in the air for a short time, he slashed the horse sabre and slashed down.

At the same time, a red light flashed on the body of the slash of the horse slash, igniting a scorching flame, and the light of the knife surged three feet.

"Flame Flying Slash!"

This attack was quite powerful, and Zhang Biao used his finale to kill.

Li Mutian felt nervous.

Zhang Biao's experience is indeed an old Taoist. He saw that the extremely cold range of headspace was weak. With the ability of the fourth-grade warrior to temporarily control the air, he jumped over him and used his ultimate move to attack Lu Jingxue.

Flame knife?

The soul of his own sword also burned flames, which were thousands of times more domineering than him, but he was still sleeping.

My sister is in a dangerous situation and needs protection the most, but she can’t do anything herself?

A huge wave broke out in Li Mutian's heart, his teeth clenched, his spirit was extremely excited and irritable, and he felt that his whole head was about to explode, and a kind of paranoid madness flashed in his eyes.

boom!

A thunderous sound suddenly spread out in Li Mutian's head. The spirit and his soul seemed to build a bridge of soul communication, successfully communicating with his soul.

In the flash,

"Haaa--"

Li Mutian roared to the sky, and a phantom appeared behind him, surrounding the dark hurricane, shining thunderstorms and electric arcs, burning flames.

The extremely domineering giant sword of the sky appeared in the sky!

At the same time, the iron sword in Li Mutian's hand seemed to have life, trembling slightly. As soon as the master's thought came, he immediately came out of his hand. With a clang, he turned into a green rainbow and shot towards Zhang Biao in the air.

Lu Jingxue is not waiting to die.

Before Li Mutian summoned the soul of life, she had silently recited the magic formula, pinched the seal with her jade hand, spreading the giant wings of ice and snow behind her, and a frost staff that was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality was condensed in front of her. The frost staff rose up in the air, and the source energy of the water of heaven and earth instantly gathered, turning into a dragon and snake form, facing Zhang Biao.

"Ice evil water dragon wave!"

Blood stains oozed out from the corner of Lu Jingxue's lips.

It looks particularly eye-catching against her fair skin.

This is the secret technique of Guishuizhai’s master’s box. The power exceeds the limit that she can withstand at present. She has to use it only after using it. After using it, the source power is exhausted and the internal organs are injured. This trick cannot be used again in a short time.

She had never considered avoiding the edge.

Because once she retreated, Li Mutian had no way to survive and could only fight hard.

At this time, she saw Li Mutian release his soul. Even after hearing Li Mutian's description, she was still shocked: "It's so shocking..."

The two hunters fell to the ground and couldn't move. When they saw the terrifying giant sword soul, their eyes suddenly became dull.

Zhang Biao was extremely shocked, but his body was in the air and he was unable to change his moves and had no choice.

The next moment,

The flame cuts the saber and hits the ice water dragon and snake form.

boom!

A sound of explosion sounded and rolled backwards against the wind.

The ice water dragon and snake disappeared, Zhang Biao broke through the ice evil water dragon wave, and the water dragon also destroyed the flames on the saber, causing Zhang Biao's offensive to slow down and his speed was affected.

Almost at the same time,

The flying sword pierced Zhang Biao's back!

Zhang Biao originally thought that he had armor on his back, protected by the source power, and strong body at the fourth level. This flying sword was used by a first-class warrior, and it was not a magic weapon. In time, Li Mutian had a powerful soul. After all, his cultivation level was low and he would not be seriously injured.

But he found himself wrong, fatal.

Scream-

This ordinary long sword ignored the iron armor and pierced into his body that protected his source power without any obstacles.

A sword reveals the heart to the cold!

Zhang Biao opened his mouth hard, his eyes were so loud that his expression was instantly stiff.

The moment before his death, he felt three kinds of source powers, penetrated into his body with the sword, and ran around and destroyed in the meridians. One of the source powers was the most terrifying and had unparalleled destructive power.

Bang!

Zhang Biao's body fell to the ground, limping like a dead snake, and had already returned to the underworld.

"Crack" This is the sound of Zhang Bao's mouth suddenly opening up, causing his chin to dislocate.

Zhang Bao was frightened by the scene in front of him, his soul flew to the sky, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were full of horror.

He was so shocked that he seemed to have forgotten the severe pain on his body.

Lu Jingxue glanced at Zhang Biao's body with an incredible look and threw it on Li Mutian, with a slightly pale face showing a strange and ridiculous expression.

First-rate killing fourth-rate!?

Extremely crazy!

This is definitely the most violent first-rate warrior ever.

Even if you fight with the third grade to kill the fourth grade, it is unheard of. Just like Li Mutian's talent and soul, it is incredibly evil and incalculable.

If the news spreads, no one will believe it.

Lu Jingxue took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and her eyes left Li Mutian, swept to a seriously injured Wushu who fell to the ground and moaned. Her expression returned to cold. She pulled out the hunting knife from her waist and walked over.

Lu Jingxue cannot allow the patrol department to leave a living mouth, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble.

The Patrol Office is under the City Lord's Mansion, which is very powerful in Shangyong City.

She raised her sword and cleanly dealt with the two martial soldiers, and walked towards the last one, Zhang Bao.

"Sister, are you injured?" Li Mutian found blood stains on the corner of Lu Jingxue's mouth and frowned.

"It's okay."

"I'll do it."

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Lu Jingxue felt that his younger brother, who was emitting a bookish spirit, had always been gentle and elegant. It was one thing to fight and kill people, but it was another thing to silence people who could not resist, and it was a "dirty job".

Li Mutian understood what Lu Jingxue meant. He pulled out his long sword from Zhang Biao, walked towards Zhang Bao, smiled and said, "I think I'm killing a terrifying beast, let alone they are much more vicious than a terrifying beast."

The terror between beasts and humans, the strong prey on the weak, that's all.

However, Zhang Bao, Zhang Biao and others were jailing themselves, betraying their duties, coveting the harvest of the hunter team, and plundering and slaughtering those they should have protected.

"You have brought so many people to Zhelong Mountain to chase us, and die."

"No...no, no, no, you dare not kill me, my father is the commander of the patrol guard..."

Zhang Bao's voice trembled and his speech was incoherent.

"I will kill your brother in front of you. If you think about it, it doesn't matter if I dare to kill you. It's because I am a fellow disciple, so I will give you a chance to say a last word."

Li Mutian walked up to Zhang Bao and raised his long sword with blood.

Zhang Bao was stunned and begged for mercy and said, "No, no, for the sake of his fellow disciples, I will only have half my life left. Please be kind. I promise not to tell what happened today..."

Li Mutian said: "Your begging for mercy really awakens me a little mercy."

Zhang Bao's face was happy and a light flashed in his eyes.

Li Mutian smiled and continued, "But, I remember you said that the mouth of a dead person is the guarantee, and I think it makes sense."

Zhang Bao's face became stiff.

Zhang Bao likes to play with prey, but in the end he becomes prey.

Li Mutian used a little force in his hand, and the iron sword pierced Zhang Bao, but his life ended.

Lu Jingxue checked the injuries of the two hunters and shook her head at Li Mutian.

There is no help.
Chapter completed!