Chapter Seventy-One: A Cut Throat

At this moment, the three of them no longer hesitated, and the sword light flashed, like a gang of fire meteors, flying with a violent momentum!

- Ahh ――

The sword fell. The three Netting Assassins were in different places in an instant, and the skull bearers had a strong smell of blood, and they smashed into the confrontation with the Xiang clan guards at this moment.

――Knock――

As if agreed, the three bloody human heads did not fall to the ground, but smashed on the head of the captain of this net team without a trace of error.

Glancing at each other, a sneer appeared on the lips of Yan Hong and the three of them, which had been agreed upon by the three of them in advance.

Deter! Naked deterrence, and humiliating your leader in public, putting on a posture that we want to kill you as if we were going to kill you, so that no matter what the next battle situation is, at least the three of them have already had the advantage in this opening, and this place is very close to the capital of Chu State, Yan Hong believes that the reinforcements of the Xiang clan will come soon.

You must know that the Xiang family has been a general in the Chu State for generations, and countless military hearts and people's hearts have created the status of the first wealthy family in the Chu State today, although such a status makes the people in power jealous, but it is also this status that makes the Xiang family stable in the troubled times.

But if, at this critical juncture, the three of them came out to save the Xiang family's lineage, then this would become a stepping stone for Yan Hong to make friends with the Xiang family, coupled with Yan Hong's power, it would be difficult for the Xiang family not to pay attention to it.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yan Hong's mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, the Xichu Xiang family, this can be regarded as a big potential stock, and in the next thirty years, this investment will definitely make a profit.

――Smack――

With a crisp sound, three heads smashed on the head of the leader of the Luo Net squad one after another, and in an instant, the brain, blood, and white and red smashed on the body It looked wolf-bèi.

"Who?"

It was this sudden, nondescript secret weapon that hit the net killer in a knot, followed by the ultimate sense of humiliation, over the years, countless injuries and blood, countless escapes from death, that is, has not been so insulted by anyone, which is related to the honor and dignity of a first-class killer.

When I turned around, I saw that there were three sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, who were even more furious, dominating the world, but they were humiliated by several teenagers today, and with a turn of skill, a strong murderous aura burst out instantly.

"Who are the three? It must be known that this is a net to do things, and those who have nothing to do will retreat in the end, so as not to attract death! ”

"The man who killed you!" Yan Hong smiled contemptuously and squinted at the assassin, his eyes full of mockery.

The spider mark of Luo Web, the people in the rivers and lakes, and the gate valves of the Six Kingdoms can all be seen at a glance, but Luo Net doesn't care, or the powerful Qin State doesn't care about letting people know, they just want to show the world their strength, show their strength, and be strong Even if you know who the murderer is, you never dare to be an enemy with it, but today these three teenagers are obviously not buying it.

"Arrogance, young man, your arrogance now is going to cost you your life." Under the mask, the killer's face was already extremely gloomy, and the eyes that were exposed to the outside had already shot a bloodthirsty light like a poisonous snake.

"The three young heroes go quickly, Xiang Liang has thanked me here, but this is a place of right and wrong, the three of them should not stay for a long time."

At this moment, a young man from the Xiang family on the opposite side spoke out to persuade him, but it was such a persuasion that made the pupils of the three of them shrink for a while-Xiang Liang, the descendants of the Xiang clan of the Chu State have made a lot of money this time!

- Ahh Yes! Yes! ――

The next moment, Yan Hong didn't respond, but at this moment, the killer's white shadow flashed, and Yan Hong appeared in front of the killer leader, and at this moment, three screams came, and the team of thirty people was less than one-tenth in the blink of an eye.

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"Kill !!"

There are no more superfluous words, and the word [kill] is out, and Su Jin and Huangfu Mingjia have already made a move.

――Smack――

A simple and unpretentious token fell steadily in Xiang Liang's hands, and it was the token found from the corpse that penetrated into Xiang Liang's sight.

"Brothers, these three are masters in the family, reinforcements have arrived, kill!"

"Kill!"

In response to Xiang Liang, there was also a loud kill, and more than ten ordinary guards of the Xiang family also gave up defense and attacked with all their might.

The next moment, the form began to gradually reverse, Huangfu Mingjia lived up to the name of [Phantom Swordsman], the long sword was relaxed, one advanced and one retreated, all appeared in the most unpredictable position of the opponent, often the sight of the net assassin was still ahead, Huangfu Mingjia had come to both sides, the long sword passed under the elbow, and the sword qi pointed directly at the heart.

The enemy was still paying attention to the surroundings, but Huangfu Mingjia was the first sword, from the center of the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, and then to the throat, a faint bloodshot of the sword gradually cut open, killing with one blow.

Looking at Su Jin's end, Su Jin is using a rare broadsword in the rivers and lakes, which can hold the sword with both hands and with one hand, stab, tease, pick, cut, split, and slash. If Huangfu Mingjia is a phantom, then Su Jin is a tank, bright and bright, but unstoppable, dignified but imposing.

――Bangdang――

A fierce sound of weapons colliding reached everyone's ears, and then they saw two figures, one black and one white, "Young man, good swordsmanship, who are you from the Xiang clan?" ”

The black-clothed leader, kneeling on one knee, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said with a bloodthirsty smile, it seemed that the strong confrontation just now really aroused his murderous nature.

"Hmph-when your head is in a different place, let's go to the book of life and death!"

The white clothes were fluttering, the long hair was flying, and he shot again, but it was a blow to the [Heavenly Sword Qiankun], carrying a huge sword qi, coming strongly.

The long sword in the assassin's hand looped, with his left foot as the axis, and it was separated from Yan Hong's Longquan sword with a touch, but the majestic sword qi fell on a fifty-year-old tree in an instant, just a breath.

The leaves of the big tree fell off quickly, and the thick trunk burst open inch by inch, and the originally intact meridians all turned into powder at this moment.

"Huhu - Mozi swordsmanship, you are the heir of the Mo family!"

One leap, one flip again, and finally barely gained a foothold on a tree, but before he could gain a firm foothold, Yan Hong jumped up in one move, and one move after another, the ink blood rushed, pointing directly at the eyebrows of the man in black.

Since there is no way to avoid it, then come again, the man in black exerts his strength under his feet, leaving a clear footprint on the trunk, and the sword is facing Yan Hong, the general is against the general, the king is against the king, life and death are between one thought.

――Stinging――

The sharp sword qi pierced the air hard, leaving a piercing whistling sound between this piece of heaven and earth, and in the next moment, Yan Hong and the killer seemed to be about to face each other, staging a good show of Mars hitting the earth.

It's too late, it's fast, at the moment when the tip of the sword touches, the killer forcibly contracted his abdominal muscles, and his body miraculously deviated by an inch, dodging Yan Hong's Longquan sword, and the sword qi pointed directly at the carriage, where there was only Xiang Liang at the moment, and the only people left were the people in the carriage, and they were just a few women and children who didn't know martial arts.

Thinking of this, Yan Hong was anxious, if he really let him kill the person he wanted to save in front of him, not only would his plan this time fail, but it would also be a great humiliation for a swordsman, especially since he was the descendant of the Guigu [Longquan Sword]. It is to be strong when it is strong.

In the midst of thousands of thoughts, the body method did not stop, and in the air, he also used the power of his abdominal muscles to do a backflip, and his body crossed parallel from under the killer's body, and the killer's abdomen and chest were completely exposed to Yan Hong's sight, and no longer hesitated, the Longquan Sword erupted. A brilliant sword aura slashed through, and if it hit, the killer would definitely be ruined in an instant.

At the moment when Yan Hong turned over, the killer had already thought of what Yan Hong was going to do, and the long sword was firmly across his chest at this moment, obviously to use Yan Hong's strength to turn upside down, so that the speed of his own advancement was speeding up by one point.

――Bangdang――

With a bang, the two swords collided fiercely, and there was no longer the slightest gap, in the midst of the firelight, Yan Hong saw it clearly, and a trace of pride crossed the killer's eyes, which was the pride of the trick.

A qiē happened in the blink of an eye, - snap - a soft sound, Yan Hong borrowed strength on the branch, and the next moment he was already standing firmly on the opposite tree.

And at this moment, Xiang Liang has already felt a strong sword aura, coming towards him, at this moment he still has time to dodge, but at this moment he does not have the slightest idea of retreating, the glory of the Xiang clan of the Chu State, this is the dignity of a general of the Chu State, this is a direct responsibility with a man, behind him, there are his relatives in that carriage, for all the persistence in his heart that he is unwilling to give up, even if he is broken today, he will not retreat, at this moment, this iron-beaten man, rooted under his feet, has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, and the integrity of a man's bloody soldier has penetrated into his bones.

At this moment, Xiang Liang had only one thought in his heart, he wanted to hurt my family, unless you could step over my corpse!

In the eyes of the killer, the sense of complacency is getting stronger and stronger, and he has repeatedly seen that the bounty of Huang Cheng Cheng Cheng is the tireless pursuit he has been tirelessly pursuing, and he has long fallen into the whirlpool of power desire, and the sword in his hand is no longer for the pursuit of [Dao], simple killing, simple assassination, simple desire for money. All of this has been decided, and the path of martial arts in this life will lie in inching.

Victory, at this moment seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, "Chief-be careful! ”

With a broken drink, the killer leader, who was originally in a perfect state of mind, showed a flaw, but the next moment, the flaw turned into horror and despair.

Through the clear spine of the sword, the killer saw a silver light, it was a sword, it was the young man's saber - [Longquan Sword].

At this moment, it was like a thunderbolt piercing through time and space and attacking him, and in an instant, there were four words left in his mind, the four words that made the swordsmen of the world look up and fear!

A blade to cut the throat - [100 steps flying sword]!