Chapter 60: Mysterious Murder Methods

The cheeky man turned his head and poked into the door curtain of the carriage, and saw the two people inside between the shaking of the curtain, and sighed helplessly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info gurgling, his stomach started to bark again, after all, he hadn't eaten for three days, and now he can be said to be quite weak.

He picked up the kettle at his waist, unscrewed the lid and took a few sips to suppress his hunger for a while, even though it was long gone, he could only do so.

Whoosh。。。 There was a sound of breaking the air from behind.

Dahan turned around and saw that several immortal cultivators who were driving flying swords were coming towards them.

Dahan saw a look of despair on their faces, because they were the bandits who kidnapped and killed him and others a few days ago, and he never expected that they would catch up after so long.

The big man hurriedly pulled the horse rope in his hand, shook the horse whip, and whipped wildly.

"Sit down. The big man shouted into the car, and began to drive away with all his might. This also caused the second girl inside to scream.

Driven by the big man, the horses galloped in pain. But no matter how fast the horse was, how could it be faster than those immortal cultivators who came with flying swords, and after a few breaths, those immortal cultivators flew to the sky not far behind them, and followed unhurriedly, as if they were playing with them.

"Hehe, these mortals are really interesting, they still want to escape in front of us, it's ridiculous. A young fat man in a white robe smiled coldly.

"It's called a dog jumping off the wall, scared and crazy, huhu... An old man with a black face said proudly.

"I just don't understand, a few of us are also the strength of the late stage of foundation building, why did we come to ambush these mortals. A bare-shouldered man said impatiently.

"You don't care about him so much, we just have to complete the task given to us from above, especially the little girl in the carriage, we must kill. A man in black wearing a mask scolded the big man hoarsely. The big man didn't dare to refute when he heard it, obviously afraid of him.

"Hehe, just like the people who fled before, it's all gone, I just don't understand why the boss wants us to wait until now to do it?"

When the four of them attacked and kidnapped the three people below and their accomplices, they could have been killed all at once, but why did they deliberately intimidate, wait for them all to flee separately, and then kill them one by one?

And even if they are killed one by one, it doesn't take much effort, but why do you deliberately let them go and delay them for a few more days, and then use the prohibitions made in advance to find out and kill them one by one?

"Just carry out the order, don't ask, and take advantage of the fact that no one is around now!" came the masked man's hoarse voice again. With that, he pointed his finger at the carriage below, and summoned a flying sword from the storage bag, which rose from the size of his thumb to the length of more than three feet.

The long sword slashed down and shaved off the head of the horse pulling the cart on the ground, and the horse that died in an instant did not have time to scream miserably, and fell to the ground, and the moment the horse fell to the ground, the carriage immediately fell forward by inertia, and the handle of the car fell to the ground first and threw out all the people in the cart.

Due to the high speed, the handlebar was broken, and after the carriage fell to the ground, it was broken in half after a few turnovers.

The three people were thrown out of the car and rolled on the ground a few times, lying on the ground, and many places were traumatized to varying degrees.

After the cheeky man fell to the ground, he saw a flying sword coming towards him, and he hurriedly rolled to the side to dodge. Poof, a deep cut was left in the ground where he had been.

"You're pretty good at hiding, go die!" The fat man in the sky controlled five flying swords to spin and slash towards the big man, and the speed was very fast.

The big man saw the speed of the five flying swords outflanked, so fast that he couldn't dodge at all, and his pupils dilated and waited for death in terror.

"No. Yes!" Seeing so many flying swords slashing and killing the big man, Er Ya and Meng Yun, who were not far away, shouted worriedly at the same time. But they only uttered a single word. The big man was chopped into several pieces by five flying swords, and the dead could not die again.

"Uncle Yue, don't, I don't want you to die。。! After the death of the cheeky man, the little girl wept bitterly, and was no longer as hungry and lethargic as before.

"Who the hell are you, why did you come to hunt us down after us, we are just mortals, you can't do this to us. The girl choked and cried out to the four monks in the sky who had not made a move for the time being, her face showing a hint of cruelty, and her fists were clenched.

"Hmph... Only a few people sneered at the girl.

"Whew!" the black-clothed masked man cast a spell at the girl, and controlled the flying sword in his hand to slash at the girl. The girl looked a little struggling, her fists clenched tightly, as if there was some means to use, and as if she had some scruples, and finally she closed her eyes and prepared to wait for death.

The beautiful head of the girl was cut off mercilessly, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the neck incision, spraying the little girl not far away.

When the hot blood splashed on the little girl's face, the little girl suddenly stopped crying, but looked at the girl's two corpses in a daze, and muttered stupidly: "Sister Erya! Sister Erya, sister, are you asleep?

"Haha, she's a dead fool!" the bare-chested man in the air sneered.

"Are you dead?" she asked, looking sadly at the bare-shouldered man in the air, looking incredulously.

"Hmph!" the bare-chested man replied with a sneer.

The little girl seemed to know the answer, and said in a choked voice to the headless Erya: How are you? Only.. Will you die?. I.. No.. Don't。。 Roar!

Don't shout at the end.

Then her heart began to beat slowly, knock knock! knock。。 The sound of a heartbeat, like a drum, resounded throughout the place.

"What's the situation, isn't she mortal?" The fat monk felt that heaven and earth suddenly resonated with the girl's heartbeat, and he became uneasy.

"Die!" The man in black in the mask was afraid of some accidents, so he hurriedly operated the flying sword to slash the little girl sitting on the ground.

"Bang!" the flying sword was fixed a foot away from the little girl's body, unable to move a minute more.

The other three were also busy making a move when they saw this scene, and they panicked, and their first feeling was that this girl was very dangerous and must be eliminated quickly.

Several flying swords and knives stabbed the little girl's body in various places, and if they were really hit, they would be immediately chopped or pierced.

It's the same, they can't move forward a foot away from the girl's body, and even a few of them can't cast a spell to summon the magic weapon back, as if it's frozen there, and they can't move.

"You are bad people, and I will punish you. ”

"You're the bad guys, I'm going to kill you!" the little girl stood up with her fists clenched, she glared angrily at the four monks in front of her and roared loudly, making people feel that she was emboldened, and she had the courage to deal with the bad guys herself, her little hands were getting tighter and tighter, and her joints were turning blue and purple.

The little girl's eyes suddenly changed, and the eyeballs began to spin, and sand particles continued to emerge from her eyes, forming various characters arranged in the void.

At the same time, on the ground in front of the little girl, several wooden figures identical to the four cultivators in the air appeared side by side for no reason, but the height of these wooden figures was even shorter than the little girl.

The little girl was silently chanting something, and her mouth kept moving. As she meditated, a half-foot-long black needle appeared on her right hand for no reason.

"What is she doing?" the black-faced old man's face darkened.

"Let's go!" the masked man turned around and flew away quickly. When the others saw it, they quickly followed.

"Not a single one of them can run. The little girl's low voice was not loud, but it made these monks who had already flown a hundred feet away hear it clearly, as if it was ringing in their hearts. It made them shudder.

The little girl Mengyun took the needle-shaped sharp weapon in her hand and stabbed it fiercely at the top of the head of a wooden man who looked like a masked monk in front of her.

Suddenly there was a scream, and the top of the male cultivator with the mask was actually pierced by a half-foot long needle that appeared out of thin air, and the moment the girl pulled out the big needle, there was an inexplicably thumb-sized blood hole on the top of his head, and brains and blood gushed out from there.

Receiving such an injury caused him to fall from the air to the ground and fall into a pulp.

At the same time, the long needle on Mengyun's hand also had blood stains and white slurry.

As soon as the masked monk died, the others fled in a panic.

Help me!... Several people were so frightened that they shouted for help.

The long needle in Mengyun's hand turned into a dagger again, and she used the dagger to decapitate the wooden man who looked like a middle-aged fat monk.

And at the same time, the fat monk's head on the other side of the sky was also inexplicably separated from his body. The dagger blade of the dagger in Meng Yun's hand was also red.

Poof! Mengyun swung the dagger twice in a row, slashing the two wooden figures left in front of him into two pieces.

The half-body man and the black-faced old man on the other side of the sky immediately split their bodies and died.

The dagger in Meng Yun's hand once again burst into fresh blood out of thin air.

After the death of the four people, the dagger in Xiao Mengyun's hand and the few wooden people under his feet also disappeared out of thin air.