Nie Xiaoqian's sword, a word, made the rogue stunned.

But it didn't take long for the rogues to burst into laughter, and almost every one of them leaned back and laughed with their stomachs in their arms.

Since they raised the banner and burned and looted all the way, they have never seen a woman so bold.

In the past, not to mention such a delicate little lady, it was an ugly monster without salt, after listening to their voices and seeing their banners, which one didn't run away when he heard the wind?

This little lady is good, not only did not run away, but sent it up.

"The little lady has a very big tone, there is no mercy for killing, hey, even the emperor doesn't dare to say this to us."

"Tut-tut, that sword is very bright, is the little lady used as a mirror?"

"Little lady, your thin jacket and skirt are very cold, why don't you go back with your brother to keep warm?"

……

The small ones at the bottom were unscrupulously teasing there, but the leader of the Liukou saw some fame from Nie Xiaoqian's sword, and he was secretly vigilant.

can win the position of leader among thousands of rogue robbers, not by being able to speak well and play tricks, but by excellent fists and feet.

What's more, those who often walk on the rivers and lakes know that monks, Taoist priests, women and children are not easy to mess with.

The woman in front of her is beautiful, fierce, and ruthless.

Standing there in front of his own group of wolf-like brothers, not only did he not show any timidity, but he also seemed to ignore it.

"I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with." The leader of the rogue thought to himself, "Don't go down to the backwoods to prepare grain and grass, the grain and grass are not prepared, but the boat capsized in the gutter." ”

"Boss, do you want to let the little ones invite the beauties over for you?"

"How many times have you said it, don't call me boss, call me general."

"Okay. Old, General. ”

The leader of the rogues nodded, waving his hand to stop making noise to the rogues.

After they had quieted down, he took a few steps forward, clenched his fists and said, "This girl, this ghost weather is getting colder every day. The beggar soldiers had thousands of lives, and there was a lack of food and clothing under the tent, so the general was ordered to raise food, and asked the girl to make it convenient. ”

Nie Xiaoqian replied coldly: "There are only hungry homeless people in the temple, and there is no food and grass for your begging army. ”

These so-called beggars, God and the imperial government did not give them a way to live, so they rose up to rebel and deprive those who were weaker than them of their way of life.

She didn't want to talk nonsense with them for half a word. But there were many of them, and if there was a conflict, she was not very sure that she could stop each of them. It would undoubtedly be better if they could make them retreat consciously after saying a few words.

Of course, she knew it wasn't likely.

The facts were indeed as she thought, as soon as Nie Xiaoqian's words were finished, the rogues shouted loudly: "General, the little lady insists on sending it." It was freezing cold, so I just grabbed it back to warm the quilt. ”

The crowd is surging. The general trend is that although the leader of the Liukou does not want to clash with this female swordsman who looks very dangerous, his subordinates will not agree with his idea, so he is helpless, but he has to say cautiously: "Well, you guys are up." If you can, try not to hurt people. ”

"Rest assured, keeping it won't hurt the boss, your general's wife."

A few rogues with big shoulders and round waists handed over the weapons in their hands to their companions to take, and slowly surrounded Nie Xiaoqian with a cruel smile.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at the few people who came up around, and the long sword in her hand shook slightly. Buzzing, heavy as a dragon's groan.

Frightened by the sound of the sword, those people were slightly stunned, and then continued to surround them.

Nie Xiaoqian's long sword was raised, pointing at the rogue closest to him.

The rogue laughed and said, "Little lady, put down the sword obediently, otherwise you will ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of blue light in front of him, and then his throat was slightly cold, and the words were blocked in his throat and could no longer be spoken.

A few rogues next to him subconsciously looked back and saw him holding his neck with his hands, his eyes bulging, his mouth growing big, and making a ho-ho gasping sound.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, a mist of blood shot out from between his fingers.

"Cow expensive?"

An exclamation sounded, the hands holding his neck hung down weakly, and Niu Gui fell to the ground with a bang.

At this time, everyone saw clearly that they didn't know when Niu Gui had an extra circle of sword marks on his neck.

Seeing the blood gushing out from the sword marks, the few rogues who surrounded them were startled, and they were at a loss, and their necks were cold.

"What a ruthless little girl."

Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian suddenly took out his sword and killed several of his subordinates without blinking his eyes, the leader of the Liukou scolded viciously in his heart.

He thought that this sword-wearing woman's swordsmanship might be very high, but he didn't expect it to be even higher than he thought.

With the two swords just now, he couldn't even see clearly when the other party came out of the sword and from what direction.

I saw that my subordinates covered their necks in unison, and then fell to the ground and died.

How fast is that sword?

The leader of the rogue didn't know, and he couldn't stand it, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

At the same time, he couldn't help but be glad that he didn't have a hot head just now and went into battle in person, otherwise he would definitely have gone to hell.

The leader of the rogue has done all the bad things, and he has long been mentally prepared to go to hell after death and fall into the fire in the oil pot.

Articles in troubled times are worthless, and human lives in troubled times are even less valuable.

Nie Xiaoqian, who has experienced a lot of killings and killed a lot of people, is not as soft as her appearance.

In her eyes, the rogues who burned, killed and looted were like weeds. They were far away, and she didn't have time to pay attention to them, but she would not show mercy if she dared to commit a crime.

What kind of human life is at stake, and it hurts the heavens and harms the heavens, it is not within her consideration.

She only knew that if she didn't have some skills to block here with a sword, with the nature of these rogues, the villagers and homeless people in Gu Niang Temple would either be killed, or they would be coerced into the beggar army to be cannon fodder, and life would be worse than death.

So as soon as she made a move, she quickly drew her sword with the momentum of thunder, killing several people in an instant, shocking people's hearts.

The blue sky and white sun, the stone steps are long, the cold wind is howling, and the bleak passes.

Nie Xiaoqianqun fluttered and flowed beautifully, but her long sword was at this time, the sword was still dripping blood, and the corpse was all over the ground.

Hundreds of rogue Kou were stunned and stunned on the spot.

The few who died, all of them had passed the sword mark in front of the stairs before, it turned out that this beautiful woman was true, and those who dared to step on the sword mark were unforgiving.

When the leader of the rogue saw the stunned looks of all the brothers below, he immediately knew that they were all shocked by the indistinct killing move. If the situation is allowed to deteriorate like this, all the brothers will flee out of fear, and eventually the whole team will disperse.

"Which brethren took this woman for the general?" The leader of the Rogue waved the Devil's Head Knife in his hand and roared loudly.

So soon, the cronies of the leader of the rogue came forward, and sixty or seventy people with weapons in their hands spread out densely, shouting and rushing forward. (To be continued.) )