Indifferently shook off the blood stains on the Seven Kills Sword, Ye Chu's divine sense dispersed like water waves, and after a while, he glanced at the dead cultivator's outstretched palm, a jade plate that flashed fluorescent, and pulled out a sneer, and after that, his body moved and disappeared into the forest sea.

The figure was hidden in the dense branches, Ye Chumo rubbed the hilt of the sword in her hand, she had already noticed that the moment the cultivator spat blood from her mouth, he was transmitting a message to the outside world, if it wasn't for this move that was exactly what she wanted, he didn't even think that he could pass it out. As for the so-called treasure map, heh, Ye Chu hooked the corners of his mouth, in the case that he thought that there was a strong reinforcement coming, as long as she was a little greedy, he could naturally make him believe that he could use the so-called treasure map to delay time, then he would have a great chance of presenting the jade slip and thus winning her trust.

The hand rubbing the hilt of the sword paused slightly, Ye Chu's eyes fell on the commotion jungle not far away, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sneer, finally came, saving her from looking for a needle in a haystack.

The branches and leaves of the trees shook slightly for a while, and more than a dozen figures in green shirts suddenly flashed, and at the moment when they saw a river of blood flowing on the ground, killing several corpses across the ground, the cold sword soldier instantly silently entered his hand, the dazzling cold light flashed, and the vigilant gaze swept by.

A figure separated from the crowd, stepped forward, quickly checked around, flashed back, and came to the front of a man with a scar on his face, his hoarse voice had an irrepressible tremor, "Boss, it's Lord Chen and their team," he took a deep breath, and squeezed the handle of the knife in his hand hard, but he still couldn't suppress the slightly rapid breathing, "Moreover, Lord Chen is also dead, his legs have been cut off, and his dantian has also been shattered." ”

Raising his eyebrows slightly, the man with the scar on his face, his face instantly became gloomy, he stepped forward, his eyes swept over the dead corpse on the ground, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, the scar on his face was pulled by the twitching muscles, and it looked extremely hideous and terrifying, he muttered in a low voice, "It was death under the sword." ”

"Did you die by the sword of your prey?" The man who probed earlier frowned, sweeping over the not messy traces of the fight, "It's impossible, it is absolutely impossible to solve Lord Chen and his party so neatly and neatly, with the strength of the prey." ”

"Don't talk too much, she is a disciple valued by the other party's sect, and it is not strange that there are some good things on her body that save her life," the scar on his face twitched, and the middle-aged man's eyes swept back and forth on Lord Chen's body, and for a long time, he raised his finger and pointed, "Look, Lao Chen's legs are simply broken, and the dantian is also shattered by a blow, but the shoulder is a painless wound, and there is also a crack in the neck, presumably he was tortured before he died, if it wasn't for the prey's hand, why torture him." ”

Touching the scar on his face, he paused slightly, "Moreover, before this operation, in case there are any variables, several entrances to the Turbulent Mountain have been secretly controlled by our people, and there will never be anyone else in this area except for us and the prey, and they can do it to Lao Chen, but I am afraid that there is only prey." ”

"But, she's just a golden pill, Lord Chen is a major overhaul in the Yuan infancy, do you think it'......?"

Rubbing the scar on his face, the middle-aged man didn't say anything, and muttered in his heart, with the strength of the prey, under the nose of Lao Chen, who was a big step above her, she could simply and neatly kill several of her subordinates, and also be able to cut off Lao Chen's legs, and then control him and torture him, and then kill him, that is, she really has a magic weapon to protect herself, but this should not be something that a Jindan cultivator can do.

His eyes were slightly fixed on the jade plate on the palm of Lao Chen's hand, and the face of the middle-aged man standing with his hands changed slightly, since Lao Chen had been controlled, how could he send out a message, unless it was ...... The middle-aged man raised his head sharply, and looked at the forest not far away like a falcon, unless it was, a trap! The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he suddenly shouted, "It's not good, retreat." ”

At this moment, a clear sword sound pierced the somewhat silent jungle, and several scarlet sword lights burst out from the jungle, appearing in everyone's sight without warning.

"Change formation!" Looking at those lightning-like sword lights, the middle-aged man's face scarred and shook, a solemn look appeared on his face, and his whole body quickly retreated. The last few members of the group slipped and clenched their swords, and in an instant their entire body turned backwards, while the others were still facing the falling sword light, obviously extremely experienced in dealing with these sudden attacks.

It's just that at the moment when more than a dozen people withdrew dozens of meters, in the dead jungle behind them, a scarlet blood-colored sword light appeared silently.

This sudden sword light made the eyes of several cultivators who rushed in front of them change drastically, but before their bodies had time to react, this blood-like sword light did not stagnate from their necks like a breeze, and they didn't even have time to make the slightest sound, they just felt that their throats were cold, and a trace of blood instantly appeared, "Poof! As the sword light slowly dissipated, a large amount of blood gushed out from these people's necks like rain, and several heads rose to the sky.

The rich and pungent smell of blood diffused, alarming those cultivators who were facing away, the pupils of his eyes shrank slightly, the middle-aged man's scar twitched, and he stepped heavily on the ground under his feet, and in an instant, the whole person was like an arrow from the string that penetrated the blocking crowd, rushed to the front, looking at the corpses that fell to the ground, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his face was gloomy.

And, at the moment when he rushed forward, the scarlet sword light reappeared behind him like a ghost, and the remaining four or five people didn't even have time to turn around, and their bodies suddenly froze. The frightened look on his face flashed out at the same time as a trace of blood on his forehead, and in an instant, a large amount of blood spurted out, and his body was torn to pieces by the incomparably sharp sword intent, scattered in all directions.

In just a moment, more than a dozen of his subordinates were killed, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and slowly turned around, the scar on his face was bloodshot due to anger, and the red seemed to be able to drip blood. (To be continued.) )