Huo Ting couldn't help but turn pale when she heard this, the guards of the Marshal's Mansion should have a little time to arrive here, this group of people had obviously been watching for a long time before they found this opportunity.

Huo Ting was born in a scholarly family, and she did not get involved in martial arts cultivation all the way, and Nangong Ruoli around her was also known as having no trace of cultivation, for these prepared killers.

It was enough to kill, or take the mother and son before the guards arrived.

"Whoosh-" The sound of the clothes breaking through the air sounded, and more than ten black figures appeared around Huo Ting and Nangong Ruoli, sealing all the retreats of the two.

"Who are you? dare to even dare to do anything to the marshal's wife?" Huo Ting did not have a trace of panic in the face of the threat.

Among the black-clothed people, one person walked out, looked at Huo Ting's mother and son and said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the daughter of the prime minister, and she can delay time so calmly in the face of threats, but this time you will accept your fate!

Huo Ting sighed in her heart, if she was just fine, she would have been arrested, but the eleven-year-old son next to her had just reunited with her, and she had to suffer such hardships, Huo Ting couldn't help but feel a little unbearable in her heart.

"Huh-" The four men in black all deceived themselves, and did not show their weapons, but grabbed the two of them with their bare hands.

Because they know that Huo Ting has no cultivation at all, and her son Nangong Ruoli is just a waste.

"Thorn-" There was a sharp grinding sound, and the dazzling white light seemed to be a meteor piercing the sky.

Before the four people who rushed forward could react, they felt a chill behind them, and glanced at Nangong Ruoli in disbelief, and fell to the ground with their backs to the sky.

At the throat of each of them, a small, shiny throwing knife was sticked.

Nangong Ruoli dodged in front of his mother, didn't look at the corpse, waved with one hand, and three flying knives slid down his fingertips, and said with a smile: "If you want to die, then let the horse come!"

"Ruoli-" This sudden change made Huo Ting couldn't help but be a little stunned, at this moment she finally understood what Nangong Ruoli said a few days ago, your son is not so simple.

"Boy, you're a big variable, but do you think you can resist us with a small throwing knife? Give it to me, I want to see if you can shoot several throwing knives at the same time!" said the black-clothed leader in a cold voice.

When the remaining ten or so people heard the order, they rushed towards Huo Ting and the others from all directions.

"Nangong Flying Knife, there is no false hair, I will let you see it today!" Nangong Ruoli sneered, and threw out the three flying knives in his hand.

After a year of practice in the Yushi clan, Nangong Ruoli had been able to fuse the Heavenly Rebellion True Qi into the flying knife, and Nangong Ruoli had reached the peak of the first level of the Mixed Yuan True Realm at this time, which was equivalent to the cultivation of the seventh order of the human level.

And these masters in front of them are all at all levels of the human level, although their cultivation is not low, but if they want to resist Nangong Ruoli's flying knife, it is not enough.

Immediately, the three people who bore the brunt only felt a white light flickering, and they didn't even have time to dodge, so they fell to the ground, and three flying knives were accurately inserted into everyone's throat, which showed how accurate they were.

After killing the three people in an instant, Nangong Ruoli did not stop, the flying knife smoothly slid into the palm of his hand, and the five flying knives turned into five white dazzling white rays, mercilessly taking away five lives again.

Nangong Ruoli in the previous life, who had carefully studied the world-famous Xiao Li Feidao, was able to do it without false circumstances, all because of three points.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Fast, with the Heavenly Rebellion True Qi infused into it, the speed of the flying knife has exceeded the range that Nangong Ruoli could understand in his previous life.

Accurate, coupled with the hard training of the previous life, a total of more than 20 years of hard training, at this time, Nangong Ruoli will definitely not have the slightest deviation if he shoots an unexpected mosquito with a flying knife.

Ruthless, the cultivation of the seventh order of the human level is a full blow, and the strength of the flying knife will definitely not be worse.

Previously, Nangong Ruoli used the flying knife, which was only limited to the force of the wrist, and was not mixed with true qi, but in the last half year or so of the Yushi clan, Nangong Ruoli perfectly combined the true qi with the flying knife.

Nangong Ruoli showed a confident smile on his face, this was the first time he had made a contribution since the improvement of the flying knife stunt, and even he himself was secretly shocked by the achievement.

Immediately, the palm moved, and six flying knives slid into the palm again, and when the rest of the people saw this, they couldn't help but stop rushing forward, and carefully watch out for Nangong Ruoli.

"Nangong Flying Knife, there is no false hair! It is indeed a miraculous flying knife stunt!" The black-clothed leader also sighed secretly, he himself was a second-order cultivator of the ground level.

But he couldn't see the trajectory of Nangong Ruoli's flying knife clearly, and he had a vague idea in his heart, even if he was himself, he couldn't get out of the way under such a flying knife stunt.

Nangong Ruo's mind moved slightly, he only had a total of eighteen flying knives on his body, and twelve had already been used at this time, and the six flying knives in his hand were already the last six.

But the other party is still eleven people left, after solving six people, there are still five people left, of course, including the second-order master of the ground-level, without the flying knife, only the seventh-order human-level Nangong Ruoli dare not win.

"Follow me, time is pressing, if we can't complete the task, we will all die!" said the black-clothed leader, stretched out his hand and drew the long sword at his waist, and rushed towards Nangong Ruoli.

Nangong Ruoli's eyes narrowed slightly, this person's cultivation is profound, it is difficult for him to kill him with a flying knife, at this moment, wasting a flying knife is a little more dangerous.

"Brush-" The flying knife broke through the air, Nangong Ruoli put away the rest of the flying knives, and poured all his true qi into a flying knife with all his heart, and with a flick of his wrist, the flying knife burst out from the palm of his hand!

Pilian Bai Mang drew a perfect arc in front of Nangong Ruo's body, and the target was aimed directly at the throat of the black-clothed leader.

The black-clothed leader frowned, and before he had time to think about it, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight along the trajectory of the flying knife!

The faint sound of wind and thunder came out from the long sword, and the pale black light erupted!

"Do you think you can stop it?" Change direction-" Nangong Ruoli said indifferently, the white light suddenly changed direction, bypassing the long sword blocking in front of him, and directly inserted into the throat of the black-clothed leader.

"No... No way... The black-clothed leader clutched his throat and fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he did not believe until he died, that he would die at the hands of a child.

Nangong Ruoli let out a long sigh of relief, a trace of sweat was already on his forehead, and he didn't consume much true qi when he controlled the flying knife to change direction before, because the speed of the flying knife did not reach the limit.

And at this time, to control the direction of such a fierce flying knife, Nangong Ruoli at this time also felt as if his body was being evacuated, if it weren't for the other party, there was still someone present, he would have sat down on the ground.

The remaining five flying knives appeared between the fingers of both hands at the same time, Nangong Ruoli supported his prostrated body, stared coldly at the ten people in front of him, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, then come!"

Ten people looked at each other, and the most powerful leader was killed by this kid with a flying knife, so what about himself who was not yet at the prefecture-level realm?

Thinking of this, these ten people retreated, and no one dared to rush forward first, Nangong Ruoli's flying knife had already made them tremble.

At this moment, more than a dozen guards armed with long knives in the inclined ground rushed over one after another, and they heard the sound of fighting here from afar, thinking that the lady and the son were attacked, and immediately rushed over as if they were desperate.

Seeing Huo Ting and Nangong Ruoli standing there from a distance, although there were a lot of corpses falling around, these dozen or so guards put their minds at ease one after another, and almost made a big mistake, and immediately transferred all their resentment to the remaining ten killers.

When the remaining ten people saw that the matter was revealed, they immediately performed light feats one after another, jumped onto the low wall, and fled in all directions! Their figures instantly disappeared into the countless houses.

"Chase—" The leader of the guards shouted and wanted to chase after the guards.

Nangong Ruoli withdrew the flying knife, bent over and gasped: "Don't chase it, they are well-trained, and they have already thought of a way out, you can't catch up at all, hurry up and send me and my mother back!"

The leader of the guards was slightly stunned, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at Nangong Ruoli, and couldn't help but set off a storm in his heart, damn, who said that the little young master is a waste, if he is a waste, I will cut off his head and use it as a stool for him to sit on.

At that moment, these guards surrounded Huo Ting and Nangong Ruoli in the center and walked in the direction of the Marshal's Mansion!

As soon as their figures disappeared, a faint black shadow appeared, their eyes squinted slightly in the direction of Nangong Ruoli's departure, and said to themselves: "Nangong Flying Knife, there is no false hair! This kid is so deeply hidden!"