Seeing the corpses falling to the ground coming more and more, the leader of the men in black felt that the momentum was not right, and made a gesture towards his subordinates, "Array"

With an order, the man in black quickly changed his direction and besieged Shen Yunjiao from eight directions.

"Little girl, I underestimated you, I hope that in the future, you still have a chance to live." The leader of the men in black said.

Shen Yunjiao, who was in the array, instantly sensed the changes in the momentum of heaven and earth, and the overwhelming killing intent attacked, no matter which direction he went, every step he took was a killing opportunity.

Outside the formation, the man in black saw Shen Yunyao's decline, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Warriors, use your butcher's knife to grind her into a pulp"

"Order"

Dozens of black-clothed people used all their strength and began to attack Shen Yunjiao, after all, they were people who had been trained for many years, and they cooperated very well with one move and one style.

Soon, Shen Yunjiao felt very struggling, and the scars on his body gradually increased.

Poof, the flesh is cut again.

The pain hit her back, Shen Yunjiao frowned slightly, she had now exhausted nearly sixty percent of her strength, and the injuries on her body were not light, so she couldn't delay it like this any longer.

Shen Yunjiao stepped aside, took out a bottle of medicine to stop bleeding from his arms, poured it down, and his spiritual power was unstoppable to attack the sea of consciousness of the black-clothed people.

After a while, many black-clothed people fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, and the formation was messy, and Shen Yunjiao also took the opportunity to find the flaws in the formation.

It's just a few breaths of effort, and the formation is broken.

Shen Yunjiao threw the dagger aside, picked up the scimitar of the black-clothed man on the ground, and rushed into the crowd of black-clothed people, his spiritual power was locked, just like death, the knife was deadly.

The black-clothed man at the head looked at all the people that this little girl wanted to kill, as if they were immobilized, and could only wait for the knife in Shen Yunjiao's hand to fall, and shock flashed in his eyes, as well as horror.

After Shen Yunjiao eliminated most of the black-clothed people, he looked at the scattered dozen black-clothed people, and his spiritual power condensed into a blade and finished them off.

Bloody clothes and black hair, a murderous face, behind him is a man in black splattered with blood, and in the night sky, dark clouds just cover the full moon.

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of him, the hand of the leader of the men in black holding the scimitar trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of shock.

How did she manage to kill more than a dozen people in an instant?

"You, what do you want" The man in black asked in a hoarse voice, and for the first time he felt that death was close by.

Shen Yunjiao took a step closer, waved the scimitar in his hand, and the face towel of the man in black fell to the ground.

"What's your name?" asked Shen Yunjiao.

The man in black looked at Shen Yunjiao who was approaching, took a small step back, swallowed his saliva and said, "I, my name is Mu Fan"

"Heh, Northern Qin people, it's really dead and unchanging"

Shen Yunjiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person, she couldn't hold on for long.

Send the last bit of spiritual power into this person's sea of consciousness and search for souls.

The huge memory rushed into Shen Yunjiao's mind, and his head was like a pinprick.

When she lost consciousness, Shen Yunjiao thought that she was right, the Northern Qin people kidnapped these children in order to cultivate a fine work like Su Ling.

The leader of the men in black felt like his brain had been gouged out, and then the whole person passed out, what kind of monster did he provoke

Yanjing, North Gate.

As Shen Yunjiao's little follower for many years, Xiaohu stared at the two in front of him fiercely, holding a knife and fork at its two-legged beast.

"Roar, whoop" If it weren't for Lao Tzu's cub, Lao Tzu would bite you to death Believe it or not

"Yanjing City, how can there be a tiger?" asked one of the guards.