Volume 2 Counting the Edge and Revealing the Peak of the Martial Arts Chapter 392

So they watched with contempt as the female killer rushed up, but no one realized her danger and thought that she was just rushing up to her death.

But what happened next was much more than people expected.

I saw the sword flashing, blood splashing, and before the rebels could react to what was happening, they were killed one after another by the female killer who rushed up.

Her movements were unusually fast, her shots were fast and ruthless, there were so many people present, but no one could see her movements and moves clearly, and those rebels who stood at the front were splashed with blood on the spot one by one.

Realizing that the situation was not right, these rebels realized the seriousness of the matter, this girl and her companions were not at the same level at all.

Her companions could not even resist the bow and arrow, but this girl was able to survive the dense rain of arrows, and was murderous.

The rebels panicked and were a little overwhelmed, and the female killer took advantage of their panic to kill several people in a row.

These rebel armies are like slow wood in front of her, only waiting for death, plus she is eager to kill everyone at this time, and she wants to kill everyone and avenge the dead sisters, so she will be so desperate to kill into the rebel army.

"What's the panic?"

A deep cry rang out, waking up the panicked rebels.

It was only then that they remembered that this girl was just a person, no matter how powerful she was, she could not be the opponent of an army, not to mention, they were still the famous Xiyuan Army.

And the man who woke up the rebel army with a voice was the leader of this rebel army,

I saw that the person in the leader was tall and big, compared to other subordinates of the Xiyuan Army, this leader was not only one level taller than everyone else, but also unusual in momentum.

At this time, he was drinking the wine in the jug, but he didn't even look at the female killer, it seemed that in his opinion, this female killer was not worth mentioning at all, and he didn't even bother to look at it.

The female killer was angry in her heart, feeling that she was being underestimated, so she decided to attack this leader first, as long as he died, this group of rebels would really become a rabble, and there was nothing to fear.

So, she turned and rushed

The leader, who was still drinking unsuspectingly, wanted to take off his head before cleaning up the chaos.

For a while, the chaotic army on the path of the female killer was cleanly killed by her.

Her speed and simplicity make her worthy of being the number one killer of the Winter Palace.

Seeing the female killer rushing up, the subordinates around the leader were a little nervous, but they also knew that their leader was short-tempered and would get angry and beat people at every turn, especially after drinking, the attack was even heavier, and once he was unhappy, he would be killed at any time.

So even if they saw the female killer rushing over, no one dared to say a word, let alone retreat, because these two things were the things that were most likely to anger their leader, and for their own safety, no one dared to do anything that angered their leader.

In the blink of an eye, the female killer had rushed in front of the leader.

Behind her, there were corpses all the way.

When she came to the crowd, her appearance was clearly visible.

I saw that the female killer's body was splashed with blood, but this blood was not her own, but those rebels.

The female killer, whose clothes and face were stained red with blood, looked particularly terrifying, and when she rushed to the crowd, her blood-stained face suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Mom!"

Seeing that the female killer had rushed in front of them, some of the rebels finally couldn't hold back their fear and shouted loudly.

These rebels, who shouted out out of fear, turned around and fled, perhaps they felt that if they stood here any longer, they would surely die, and instead of sitting and waiting for death, it was better to flee as soon as possible, maybe their leader would not care about them fleeing in order to deal with this terrible female killer?

With this kind of luck mentality, many chaotic troops turned around and fled.

But at this moment, there were several sounds of "swish" in the air.

Just before everyone could react to what was going on, they saw that the chaotic soldiers who had fled flew up and crashed into the female killer who rushed over.

The sudden change surprised the female killer.

But she reacts extremely quickly, changes come quickly, and she reacts faster.

I saw that after these rebels crashed into her, they were all easy

She dodged the ground, and at the same time, the female killer did not forget to stab them all.

By the time they fell to the ground, they were immobile corpses.

The female killer stopped, and although she dodged everyone who hit her, her own movements were also blocked.

She stood in front of them and confronted them.

I saw that the leader was holding a wine jug in one hand and a man in the other.

This man was one of the rebels who fled.

At this time, the leader of the rebel army, a big hand grasped the head of the fleeing rebel, as if he was grabbing a leather ball, looking at the deserter's painful appearance, he knew that the force on his head was really not light, it seemed that as long as he used more force, the deserter's head would be pinched and exploded.

The leader of the chaotic army took a sip of wine, and then said a little drunkly: "Give you another chance to perform, and prove to everyone that you are not from our West Garden Army?" ”

The leader of the rebel army said calmly, as if he was not angry at all, but everyone knew that this was what was terrible about him, when he wanted to kill, he was not always angry, and sometimes he would kill people without warning when he was calm.

After receiving the leader's order, the deserter hurriedly agreed.

When the leader saw this, he let go of his big hand and let the deserter go.

As soon as the deserter was released, he fell to the ground.

The reason is not that he has no strength, but that his head was pinched by such a strong hand, and it was already a blessing that it was not crushed, but now that he was just released, he was dizzy and dizzy, and he fell to the ground unsteadily.

"Get up."

Before the deserter could rest for a moment, the leader behind him spoke coldly.

The leader's words were not loud, but when the deserter heard this, he quickly bounced off the ground as if he had been struck by lightning.

With his head still dizzy, the deserter couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment, because no one knew if their moody leader would be impatient the next moment and kill him directly?

So the deserter, who was still staggering under his feet, didn't care so much, drew the knife at his waist, and rushed forward with a shout.