His hand slowly stretched out towards Qin Kill.

The moment he grasped the hilt, a slightly cool feeling spread through the palm of his hand to the depths of his soul.

At the same time, there seemed to be a very mysterious, strange and unparalleled power transmitted from the knife.

That's a kind of high-spirited sword intent for many years.

Qin Kill gradually came out of its sheath, and the sunlight that slanted towards the east poured down, shining the blade of this knife with a brilliant golden color.

Most of the Zhang family will not know the story of this knife, but that doesn't mean that everyone doesn't know.

Especially the old man, who knew the name of the knife very well, and the countless lives that had died under the knife, began to look solemn.

The strong men of the Zhang family of all kinds took out their weapons and began to move forward slowly, surrounding him.

Guan Kuo had a little expectation of the strength of the Zhang family, and now there are thirty or forty strong men here, which can almost fight against a small army.

At this moment of near life and death, he definitely can't take it lightly, and he no longer needs to hide, he needs to show peak combat power from the beginning, otherwise, it is really very likely that he will be surrounded and killed in a short time.

"Guan Kuo, how do you want to die, are you steaming or boiling?" The boy looked two or three years younger than him, and at this moment he had a grim smile, as if he had encountered an interesting event that made him feel extremely happy.

It can be seen that he is a young genius, so he is among the strong people of the Zhang family at a young age, which probably causes him to be extremely conceited.

"I miss you dead." Guan Kuo also showed a grim expression, which he deliberately learned from the other party's appearance.

"Humph!" The boy let out a heart-stopping sneer, but his anger was diluted by the sheer superiority of his own people, after all, many people would ignore a lot in the face of provocations from enemies who thought they were inferior.

Thirty or forty strong men surrounded Guan Kuo.

Such a lineup can be called luxurious.

I have to say that in the history of the Zhang family after the dynasty, those who can ask them to come up with such a lineup, even if they are really killed, are enough to be proud.

A gust of wind blew, and the blades of grass on the ground fell to one side, like miniature waves swept up.

A wild flower pressed even lower, as if vaguely sensing some "potential", and was frightened to crawl on the ground.

Suddenly, it snapped, and the withering of the flowers represented the beginning of force.

"Brush—"

A knife with a fine wind swept over the flower that kissed the earth, and drew a streamer.

A middle-aged man with a beard was the first to make a move.

Looking at his expression, it was obvious that he had great confidence, and he really wanted to try to see what kind of strength the rumored Guan Kuo had.

When the two were far away, Guan Kuo could almost feel the faint wind coming from the knife on the opposite side.

He didn't retreat, he took a step forward with Qin Kill, and took a step forward against the knife intent on the opposite side.

The wind did not disappear in the slightest, but grew stronger and closer.

The bright sword was so dazzling that he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes wider, the knife came straight at his face!

"Sonorous!"

He raised his sword to block it.

The sharp knife on the opposite side drove the faintly distorted surrounding space, and the power was incomparable.

The sparks produced by the collision of the two knives splashed in the spring breeze, opened to the most dazzling beauty, and disappeared very quickly.

The two of them staggered in an instant.

This was only a tentative first attack, not even a formal attack.

Guan Kuo was slightly surprised, because the first person who made this shot obviously had an aura, and he was a master of some kind of luck method!

And that bearded man can almost be called a pity, the first time he fights, he took out the level he deserves, but Guan Kuo's Qin Kill seemed to blow lightly, his arm was numb, and his muscles had a tearing pain.

The sword momentum from all directions erupted one after another, surrounding this place impenetrable, and under the will of Miss Zhang, those people did not hesitate, and almost all of them took action.

Some people may think that using group beatings to kill Guan Kuo is not in line with their master style, but today's Miss Zhang has represented an irresistible will, she is watching all the scenes in the carriage, and they can't help them to show those useless "master styles".

"Humph!"

Under the first fight, the bearded man already knew very well that with his own strength, it was impossible to kill Guan Kuo in a short period of time, or to kill Guan Kuo alone, but this definitely made him feel slightly humiliated, so he decided to make a few more moves with Guan Kuo before the others arrived, and it was best to try to seriously injure Guan Kuo, in that way, his face would be much bigger.

But Guan Kuo also has this intention.

It's also a good idea to be able to kill a powerful enemy before anyone else arrives.

He and the bearded man turned around and stabbed at about the same time.

Qin Kill's edge was very strong, and a burst of light burst out from the ground, and no one knew whether this was an illusion brought out by the sun's rays, or if it was like Jin Sorrow Qiu Jingshan, it really hit an almost materialized sword.

"Dang!"

"Dangdang!"

"Dangdang!"

……

In the short time before the others rushed over, Guan Kuo's figure was like a stream of smoke, almost unpredictable, but at the same time, he followed his beard like a shadow.

The two knives collided thirty or forty times in that short period of time, and there was only a few breaths, so the speed of such a confrontation was almost amazing.

What made Guan Kuo even more amazed was that the bearded man could barely keep up with the speed of Qin Killing, and under these thirty or forty knives, he was not killed.

The two knives slashed through countless winds, and the surrounding mud, rocks, flowers and plants flew one after another, and the beards fought and retreated, and the luck method was operated to the extreme.

Sweat was all over his body, from his face to his chest and back, and then to the heel of his legs, the blood was also dripping down, his body was slashed by Qin Kill, and countless external injuries were slashed horizontally, and soon he was in rags, if he took his clothes away, it is estimated that he would see blood and knife marks all over his body.

But at least, he didn't die, and his fighting power was still there and strong.

"Guan Kuo, take your life, your little life, I want it!"

Hearing only a vicious and vicious shrill voice, the young man pushed his speed to the extreme, and was the first of them to kill.

Facing the strong wind, the beard was shaken back by a knife, Guan Kuo quickly deflected Qin Kill in a direction and greeted the young man's sharp sword.

It is not wise to kill the beard at the cost of his own injury, if he wants to live, he must ensure his vitality, this is very clear in Guan Kuo's heart.

(End of chapter)