Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Blue Sword Drinks Blood

But this speech was so arrogant and rude, and he hurriedly high-fived and lowered his voice: "This guest officer, I see that you are a talent, and I respect you, but this place is not something you can be wild!" ”

As soon as the words fell, four or five strong men with strong bodies and majestic spirits jumped out, and the leading strong man pointed at her and said fiercely: "Boy, this is not a place where you can mess around, you have broken into the Yama Hall by mistake, do you know it." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward, humbly attached himself to him and said, "Master Luo is the kid, he is making trouble here, and he said that he wants to take the head of our second master." ”

The strong man named Luo Ye was Luo Yun, the chief of the guard beside Xue Lengxin, as soon as he heard this, he glared at the copper bell with big eyes, and scolded angrily: "I really don't know whether to live or die, if your Grandpa Luo doesn't clean you up today, you don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has." ”

This Luo Yun is more than nine feet long, his strong muscles are like copper and iron, and his angular face is like an axe and a knife. He is a well-known wrestler in Jinquan County, born with the power of nine cows and two tigers, and his cultivation is even more of a Xuanshi's three grades, which is difficult for ordinary people to match.

"Seeing that boy is so weak, I'm afraid that his slender waist is not as thick as other people's arms, and he dares to challenge? It's just looking for death! I don't know who said anything in the restaurant, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird, and everyone gathered around, looking like they wanted to watch a good show.

Luo Yun waved his hand, and the four or five guards behind him had already surrounded him viciously, the atmosphere was so gloomy that everyone present wanted to pinch a cold sweat for her, these people were all very strong, and the worst was at least an eight-rank Xuantu.

"What a fair-skinned and handsome young man, it's just a pity that we have to break his neck!" One of the brawny men shook his head and spoke with pity.

Liu Lianyi didn't pay attention to those cold words at all, a pair of autumn pupils like water were as sharp as knives, and she glanced around everyone coldly, and finally landed on the strong and abrupt man, her red lips slightly overflowed with a few words: "I don't know who doesn't know who lives or dies!" ”

Before her words landed, a blue light had already fallen from her hand, the speed was so fast, like a shadow, everyone didn't see the momentum of her movements clearly, the strong man's neck had been cut off in an instant, and blood overflowed.

He glanced at Liu Lianyi in horror, and fell to the ground with a "poof". The blood stain on the sword's body also disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it was absorbed by it like a sponge, and at this time, the entire blue wave sword appeared even more ghostly and rippling, and the light rippled.

Several people on the back fence also quickly stepped into the footsteps, only to hear the sound of bones being twisted and cut off, the sound was in the ears, and the terrifying smell of blood instantly spread in the air.

The Eight Immortal Towers have long been shocked by such a scene, although the Star Luo Continent respects martial arts, but no one has seen such a bloody and cold picture on weekdays, especially when Liu Lianyi dealt with a few eight or nine rank Xuanjiao, he actually raised his knife and fell with his hand, as easy and casual as chopping a chicken, he had to make people fearful, and he was so frightened that he scattered and fled. Only a few people remained, all of whom were accustomed to seeing the wind and waves.

Liu Lianyi tapped her toes, and the tip of the sword pointed at Luo Yun, she looked at the blue wave sword again, but it had never been so clear and clear as it was today, as if it had been washed by a clear spring.