The sword light and sword shadows were staggered, and Lan Yanshen easily dodged it with a flash of his feet, allowing the sharp long sword to fall by his side.

His steps were eerily fast, and he took a step forward with an expressionless face, raising his hand towards the killer's face.

The dust that had been clutched in the palm of his hand fascinated the killer's eyes, and the sand and gravel rubbed in his eyes, and the killer who was in pain was about to scream when he opened his throat.

Looking at the killer who was about to make a noise dissatisfied, Lan Yan swept towards the stool on the ground, and threw it on the killer's head with a hook of his toes.

There was a muffled thud, and the sharp edges and corners of the stool hit the man's temple, and his feet were weak in pain, and he sat on the ground with his head covered.

Lan Yanshen saw the opportunity, and the blade in his hand was aimed at the killer Kua, and pierced his pants with a whoosh, piercing the treasure between his legs.

Not only that, but the tip of the knife had not yet reached the ground, nailing the most vulnerable part of the killer to the ground!

Suddenly, the chickens flew and the eggs were beaten, and the killer spasmed in pain, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Seeing this scene, the last remaining killer couldn't help but clench his legs, and angrily kicked towards Lan Yanshen's heart, "Bastard, you are looking for death!" ”

The killer's movements were so fast and hateful that Lan Yanshen didn't have time to retrieve the blood-stained dagger, and after flipping in the air, he landed steadily, and then took a few steps back, widening the distance between him and the killer.

knocked down two people in a row, Lan Yanshen's eyes were murderous, there was no expression on his jade-like face, and his eyes looked indifferently at the last person, as if he was not a human, just an ant on the side of the road.

"Stinky boy, look how crazy you are!" I don't know why a child of a few years old can have such a terrifying gaze, the killer gritted his teeth, took out a medicine bottle from his arms, crushed it, and the medicine powder in it was scattered towards Lan Yan.

Lan Yan squinted his eyes, and when he held his breath and retreated, he watched the killer take advantage of the victory to pursue, pull out the long sword at his waist, and stab him straight into the heart!

At the last moment, Lan Yanshen's face was flushed, and he was about to use all his strength, but unexpectedly, the old woman's phantom shadow came with the yin wind, and the killer flew out directly!

Bang!

The killer fell to the ground in response, fell to the door, his eyes were in pain, and he clearly felt a piercing chill piercing into his body like a blade, making him stiff in pain, "Who is it?" Who else is in the room?! ”

The killer was terrified, they hadn't noticed anyone else in the room just now, so who had attacked him?

In the dimly lit room, Lan Yan stood indifferently in the room, his gaze fluttering behind the killer.

The killer's scalp tingled with fright, and then he heard a dry, ugly old laugh coming from behind him.

"Hehehehe, are you looking for an old body?" The old woman didn't know when she came behind the killer, and her cold palm rested on the killer's shoulder, and she watched him shiver with satisfaction.

The killer shuddered and turned his head to look at his side, only to meet the old woman's almost broken neck at a glance, looking at the bright red flesh turned out, he almost couldn't say the words, "You, yours, why is your head, why is it ......"

"Hehehehe, are you curious about why the old man's head is crooked?" The old woman narrowed her eyes wickedly and let out a wicked laugh, "Come, let the old body help you break your neck, and you will naturally know." ”

The killer was so frightened that he wanted to scream, but he found that he couldn't make any sound, and could only watch the old woman's cold palm hold his head, and then exert force.