Chapter 724: The Red Mountain Sword's Killing Move

Granny Lan smiled happily: "Why shouldn't I come?"

The lame Li said: "Because you are here, there is only death!"

Granny Lan stared at the face of the lame Li for a long time.

Cripple Lee's face was distorted with pain.

Granny Lan suddenly laughed: "Lord Li is so arrogant! You mud bodhisattva crossed the river, you can't protect yourself, and you still want to kill me?" she stared at the lame Li, but she still didn't dare to rush forward. She knew that the near-death blow of the lame Li must have been quite terrifying.

Eighteen dead men have rushed up, and they are ready to die at any time, for Granny Lan!

In Granny Lan's eyes, these eighteen fresh lives are her weapons for killing. Granny Lan's "eighteen weapons" have long been famous. The lame man Li lay down on the table and said bitterly: "Why do you bother...... Kill yourself?"

Granny Lan's eighteen dead soldiers have surrounded the lame Li in the middle, and as long as Granny Lan gives the order, they will rush up and chop the lame Li into meat sauce.

Granny Lan didn't give the order because she suddenly heard the sound of suona. The sound of suona is surprisingly loud and surprisingly harsh.

The sound of suona arrived at the door of the small shop in an instant.

The sound of suona suddenly disappeared, and the aftermath was still lingering. A delicate black sedan chair was carried in tremblingly. The black sedan body, the black sedan curtain, the black sedan rod, and even the sedan chair bearer is black. On the top of the black sedan chair, a short, withered old black woman sits cross-legged. The old woman's face is pitch black, her hands are pitch black, and the suona in her hand is also pitch black. Who would have thought that this extremely ugly black woman was actually the black woman who was famous in the past.

"Black Po Spirit!" Granny Lan had already exclaimed. The black woman disappeared more than 20 years ago, but I didn't expect it to appear in this inconspicuous chicken feather shop today.

Granny Lan couldn't help but look at the black suona in the hands of the black woman. The terrible black woman spirit is not only her otherworldly martial arts, but more importantly, her unique weapon, the black suona. This black suona seems to have been cursed by gods and demons, and it has unexpected magical power. No matter how high the martial arts masters are, they are all defeated by the black suona in the end.

The black woman sat on the top of the sedan chair and suddenly spoke: "Why don't you die yet?"

Granny Lan was taken aback: "Me?"

The black woman nodded: "Not bad!"

Granny Lan's heart was pounding, she was scared in her heart, but the words in her mouth were crazy: "My Granny Lan lives a very nourishing life, who has the ability to kill me in the whole world?"

The black woman spirit glanced at Granny Lan, and then turned her face away with a sneer.

March.

The sun is warm.

There is no sunlight all year round, and sometimes the wind doesn't even blow in.

Granny Lan suddenly felt a murderous aura, which was so fierce that her hand holding the iron scale was trembling violently.

That fierce murderous aura is coming from the black suona in the hands of the black woman.

Granny Lan whistled in a panic.

The whistle sounded, and eighteen dead men rushed over. They have made their goal clear, and the real threat to the master is not the lame Li who is drinking, but the thin and dry black woman sitting on the top of the sedan chair. They don't know where this black woman came from. Even if they knew, they would not back down, they would have put life and death out of the way long ago.

Eighteen dead men had rushed over and surrounded the little black sedan chair, and as soon as the master gave the order, they rushed up desperately and tore the thin and withered black woman to pieces.

Granny Lan looked at the black woman on the top of the sedan chair, she hadn't given the final order yet. Until the last resort, she will never fight with the black woman.

The black woman didn't look at the eighteen dead soldiers around her. She looked at Granny Lan mockingly: "I don't dare to go up, I have to let these people be substitutes for the dead." Why are you bothered?"

Granny Lan smiled bitterly: "I have no grievances with my predecessors, but I didn't expect my predecessors to be so hard-working, and I have no choice." ”

The black woman said lightly: "If you commit suicide, I will release these eighteen poor worms!"

The black woman looked at Granny Lan with a playful face.

The muscles on Granny Lan's face twitched and twisted, she gritted her teeth, and the iron scale in her hand swung out violently. With this swing, she did not attack the black woman, but gave the final order.

Eighteen dead soldiers, lightning pounced on the black woman. Eighteen weapons, from eighteen different directions, attacked the black woman spirit on the top of the sedan chair.

The black woman didn't move, but just said a very strange thing: "I'm afraid of blood ......"

Before the words fell, a sharp flash flew from the corner of the street. Red flash.

The red flashes and disappears, like a snake winding in the sea. After the red flash, a red light curtain was pulled in front of the chicken feather shop.

As soon as the red curtain was raised, it fell in an instant. The eighteen dead men of Granny Lan lay neatly on the ground. Without a struggle, there was no time to scream, and the eighteen dead soldiers who were alive and well lost their lives in the moment the red curtain was raised.

Eighteen corpses, all pale faces, without a trace of blood. Their blood seemed to be sucked dry in an instant.

The red curtain fell, and a figure finally appeared. A slender and long body, a narrow and long face. The eyebrows on the face are long and thin, and the pitch-black nose hair sticks out of the nostrils. A few crooked mustaches are sporadically dotted on the chin. This is an old man, but the clothes on this old man are bright red and red. The bright red robe was like a raging fire. The most eye-catching thing is the long sword hanging from the old man's waist. His sword, like his clothes, was bright red. Bright red scabbard, bright red spike, bright red hilt.

Granny Lan's heart sank instantly, she knew this person. This old man in red is the sword fairy Hongshan Sword, who has been famous in the rivers and lakes for 40 years. The Book of Life and Death is the unique symbol of the Red Mountain Sword.

The Red Mountain Sword has long since retired from the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect it to appear in this inconspicuous chicken feather shop today.

Granny Lan's body was already weak, and she really wanted to know if her name was in the life and death book of the Red Mountain Sword.

Granny Lan's last remaining fighting spirit was lost with the death of the eighteen dead soldiers. Her hand on the scale hung limply. In the face of the joint efforts of the Red Mountain Sword and the Black Po Spirit, no one has a chance to win. Not the slightest chance!

Granny Lan's face was like ashes, she came today to kill the lame Li, but she didn't expect the result to be like this. She stood still, looking pitiful.

Hongshan Jian touched the bright red sword spike, and suddenly asked, "You are Granny Lan?"

Granny Lan lowered her head and said, "Yes!"

She only said one word, but she said it reverently. That tone is simply that of a humble courtier, talking to a supreme monarch.

Hongshan Jian sighed and said slowly: "I don't kill women!"

Granny Lan suddenly knelt down and burst into tears: "Thank you......"

Hongshan Jian turned his back and suddenly said, "I don't kill women, but today is an exception!"

Granny Lan's heart sank again.

(End of chapter)