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Everyone in the room was shocked, and the Iron Kendo man whispered, "Here, everyone be careful." Several of them nodded, ready for a big battle.

The master and servant of the Yin Lin family couldn't say a word in fright, huddled in a corner of the room, their bodies trembled as if they were sifting chaff, and some people were even more unlucky, their crotch was wet all of a sudden, and an unpleasant smell suddenly permeated the room.

The door creaked open, and a man in a bloody suit walked in as if he were walking in his own house.

Feng Yexing, Murong Qian, and the Iron Sword Dao people saw the outfit of the person who came, although they had long known that it was the group of people in blood clothes, but when they saw it at this moment, their hearts involuntarily raised their throats, and they looked at each other with a solemn face.

"Qiang" Jingxu and Jingchen drew their long swords and stared at the blood-clothed man, looking eager to try, they were really newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers.

The blood-clothed man didn't take the two of them in his eyes at all, and said sarcastically: "I'm in a hurry to reincarnate at a young age." ”

Jingxu and Jingchen were young and vigorous, where could they stand each other's sarcasm, and at the same time they shouted, and the long sword stabbed at the wrist and dantian of the blood-clothed man respectively.

The blood-clothed man sneered, "It's good to come! The body passed through the gap between the two long swords like a loach, and his hands clawed at the wrists of the two people holding the swords, and he wanted to grab the white blade with his empty hands.

Although Jingxu is young, his kung fu is not weak, he is not panicked at all, and he stretches out his left leg to kick the blood-clothed man off the plate. Jingchen swung his sword horizontally, slapped the bloody man in the chest with his left hand, and the two of them cooperated with each other on the left and right.

The blood-clothed man stepped out to block Jingxu's left leg, leaned back, dodged Jingchen's long sword, and then kicked Jingxu with his right foot, his right hand met Jingchen's left palm, and his left hand slashed Jingchen's waist obliquely, and his hand was quite good.

Jingxu turned over, dodged the right foot of the blood-clothed man, and stabbed the blood-clothed man's throat with a sword, fast, accurate, and ruthless! Jingchen was shocked back by the blood-clothed man's palm, but it was fine, and he flew over again, stabbing the blood-clothed man in the chest with a long sword.

The three of them fought for twenty moves, fighting from inside the house to outside the house, regardless of up and down, Yun Yantian turned his head to look at the Iron Sword Dao man, although he didn't make a sound, the expression was clearly to say, the blood-clothed man you said was nothing more than that.

The Iron Kendo man smiled, as if he had the chance to win, and it was best if he could take down the opponent without making a move.

Seeing that the opponent was not as powerful as the blood-clothed man in Laojiakou last time, Feng Yexing was interested, and swept over, wanting to find the last field on him, and he shot neatly and without ambiguity at all.

The blood-clothed man does not fall behind with one enemy and two enemies, and now he is also defending and attacking with one enemy and three, and he can't see a bit of defeat.

The smile on the iron kendo man's face slowly faded, and then his face was full of surprise, followed by solemnity. Yun Yantian also put away her contempt and watched quietly on the side, but her brows frowned.

The time for a cup of tea passed quickly, and the blood-clothed man sneered: "You dare to show your ugliness even if you have this little effort." ”

Yun Yantian couldn't hold it back, jumped out and shouted: "Hugh is rampant!" The sword glowed with a cold cold light, and beckoned to the blood-clothed man.

In less than half an hour, the blood-clothed man had no offensive, and began to defend with all his might, and his breath was not as stable as at the beginning, and he was in a hurry, and a negligence, Yun Yantian took advantage of the situation and slapped a palm on the left shoulder of the blood-clothed man.

The blood-clothed man stumbled, his body was wide open, and Jingxu stabbed the blood-clothed man's left leg with a sword, and the blood-clothed man immediately bled non-stop, and the blood-clothed man stood unsteadily and fell to the ground, panting in his mouth.

Jing Xuan and Jing Chen held the long sword on the neck of the blood-clothed man, and Feng Yexing smiled: "Aren't you very spirited, haha, you haven't become a prisoner now." ”

The blood-clothed man said hatefully: "Count you ruthless!" ”

The Iron Kendo man came over and said, "Unmask him and see who it is?" ”

Jingxu lowered his body and took the mask away, revealing a mature face under the mask, not young, about thirty-five or sixteen, staring at Jingxu with a resentful face.

The Iron Sword Daoist said in surprise: "Star picker - Zhao Jingcai!" ”

Zhao Jingcai didn't say a word or pay attention to it, and the iron sword man continued: "Master Zhao, you can be regarded as a long-famous hero in the rivers and lakes, how can you be willing to be someone else's lackey?" ”

Zhao Jingcai snorted coldly and looked at the Iron Sword Daoist with disdain.

Iron Kendo said: "What you did just now was not the "Star Picker", but the power seems to be one point stronger than the Star Picker, tell me what kind of martial arts you see?" ”

Zhao Jingcai is completely a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and is silent, like a deaf person.

Feng Yexing said angrily: "It's all this time, what are you still angry about, what kind of organization are you?" If you don't, you'll be killed now! ”

Zhao Jingcai glared at Feng Yexing, and then lowered his head.

Feng Yexing looked at Zhao Jingcai's posture, as if he was asleep, and said, "He won't want to sleep, hehe." He reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Hey! Who knows, Zhao Jingcai fell to the ground, lying on the ground motionless, and his posture did not change.

Everyone was shocked, Jingxu hurriedly went up to investigate, and found that Zhao Jingcai had already died of anger, and a wisp of black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, obviously committing suicide by taking poison.

Everyone was very sorry, and finally caught a man in blood, but they didn't ask for any useful information.

The Iron Sword Daoist sighed: "I can't imagine that a generation of heroes will die in our hands, so I bother the two teachers and nephews to pull him out and bury him." ”

Jingxu and Jingchen carried Zhao Jingcai before they took two steps, and something happened again.

Six money darts shot at the throats, dantians, and chests of the two of them, and they were extremely vicious.

The Iron Sword Daoist was shocked and exclaimed, "Be careful. ”

Seeing that Zhao Jingcai was dead, the two thought that there was no enemy around, so they had already relaxed their vigilance, and before they could react, they fell to the ground and died.

The Iron Sword Dao man was grief-stricken and shouted: "Who is it, stand up, the poor Dao will break your body into ten thousand pieces!" The sound came far and wide in the empty night, causing a dog to bark.

A short, blood-clothed man floated down from the roof of the house opposite, and the Iron Kendo man screamed, "It's you? ”

Bloody man: "Aren't you going to break me into ten thousand pieces, hehe!" The voice was tactful, as beautiful as a yellow warbler, and it turned out to be a woman.

Feng Yexing stared at each other, and at night, fine sweat began to appear on his forehead. Although Yun Yantian saw it for the first time, he knew from the expressions of the two that the person who came was a master, a master who made the Iron Sword Dao people feel uneasy. Murong Qian quietly retreated into the room, staying by Jian Jiulang's side, secretly on guard.

It's really a wave of just flat and wave after wave.