This person's sword speed is against the sky, and it is by no means an ordinary person's category, and it is the same level as the sixth uncle chasing behind him.

Facing the blade that was rapidly approaching his neck, Su Ming forcibly twisted his body while moving quickly under his feet.

Seeing Tang Dao grazing the edge of his mouth, if he slowed down, Su Ming's mouth would be useless.

"Damn, despicable! Tiger out!"

After a breath, Su Ming cursed, and then pounced like a tiger, about to tear the enemy apart.

Dressed in the same way as ordinary thugs, and still mixed in with the crowd, his attacks are unguardable.

Su Ming's reaction was a little slower, and he hated the spot, and there was no way to live.

"Hahaha, why do you say it despicably, it's all for killing!

The two-meter man was not ashamed, but proud, and said loudly.

The Tang knife in his hand slashed out again, like a strong wind sweeping away the leaves, rolling up the Daodao knife wind, and slashing Su Ming.

Su Ming didn't want to be entangled by him, so he activated the immortal qi in one breath, and the true qi was running, and he quickly shifted his direction again and rushed towards the few remaining black-clothed people in the south.

All the swords and winds slashed in the air, but they almost killed a few black-clothed thugs.

The angry man screamed.

"Boy, where are you going!"

As soon as Su Ming flew the three black-clothed men, a delicate voice rose from the ground, and at the same time, two lancets flew down to the lower body.

"Fuck, pretend to be dead, more despicable, slut!"

Su Ming didn't expect that the person who was knocked away under his feet would suddenly sneak attack. Because of the angle, the Lancet came at his penis and ass, and he yelled in anger.

The right foot slammed into the ground, doubling the speed of his forward body and dodging the lancet.

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of the wind, the lancet cut through Su Ming's crotch and shot straight at the big man and the sixth uncle who were chasing behind him.

The left foot stepped on hard, and the target was the woman who was pretending to be dead. But I saw her get up on her bones, leaving a few thistles on the ground.

If it falls, the soles of the feet must be injured.

"Grass, insidious!"

Su Mingqiang retracted half a step from himself and landed next to the thistle.

"Where to run, leave it for me!"

"Don't throw knives around, grass!"

The big man who followed behind him shouted angrily, as if the rhythm of the attack was disrupted by the flying knife. The sixth uncle gently pushed aside the attack and continued to attack Su Ming.

"You go on!"

The moment Su Ming's left foot hit the ground, his right foot swayed on the ground again and again, and six thistles flew out backwards, extremely fast.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

...... Three times in succession, the thistle pierced into the skin, and a sound sounded.

Su Ming didn't look back, he still rushed forward, and disappeared directly in the last six black-clothed men.

This time, instead of directly slapping the air, he turned his hands into claws, grabbed the figure and threw it behind him. Whether it was grabbing the neck or grabbing the chest, they were all crushed with heavy hands and thrown away.

When the last two people are left, grab their wrists, don't throw them away, and turn around as a weapon to look at them.

found that the sixth uncle, the big man and the petite woman were all standing behind him, and at his feet were patches of black-clothed people, looking at him fixedly.

"Su Ming, are you really a waste of the Su family?"

The sixth uncle's eyes were full of solemnity, and he clenched the water in his hand tightly, and asked in a cold voice.

Jiang Luo, the eldest of the Jiang family, said that Su Ming was just a gentleman, and he had a lot of flowers. But breaking through the hundred-man formation today and escaping from the ambush of the three is not something that a gentleman can do.

At least they are ancient martial arts masters, much stronger than them.

"Hehe, how can I be a waste, you are a waste!

Regarding the word waste, Su Ming was very unimpressed and sneered.

Meanwhile, the minions don't have much left to threaten, so he decides to do something to the trio.

The two people in their hands were used as hidden weapons and smashed out directly.

Immediately, there were two more machetes in his hands, and his feet were like two terrifying machines, kicking one machete after another on the ground, and flying towards the three people.

"Damn, despicable!"

As soon as Dahan rescued the person who flew over, he saw the machete with a terrifying wind and shoot in front of him.

Although the other two didn't scold, they were not in a good mood, and they were in a hurry to deal with Su Ming's round of attacks.

"Kill!"

Su Ming's clothes almost became rags, and in the roar, he rushed up with two machetes.

When there is no machete, he is a tiger into the flock, and with a machete, he is like a tiger with wings.

The knife is like the wind, slashing and slashing wildly, desperate.

"Dangdangdang......"

The big man could barely resist, the Tang knife in his hand was cut out of countless gaps, and the tiger's mouth was shocked and bleeding, but he also tried his best to resist, afraid of dying in his hands.

"You're going too far!"

The sixth uncle's short Emei thorn couldn't resist at all, dodging left and right, but he couldn't dodge them all, and he hung colors everywhere.

If it weren't for the woman's ubiquitous secret weapon, he would have been cut into meat sauce by Su Ming.

Roaring again and again, but to no avail.

"Poof!"

After all, a knife didn't dodge, and Su Ming's machete fell on his right arm, dropping a large piece of flesh, and the blood flowed like a stream.

"Ah......h

In the screams of the sixth uncle, he retreated again and again, his face was full of horror, as if he had seen death.

Su Ming was unforgiving, and the knife in his right hand fell like a mountain peak again.

The left-handed knife still slashed at the big man, ignoring the petite woman's hidden weapon.

"I'll fight with you!"

The sixth uncle knew that he couldn't fight Su Ming, so the water thorn in his hand came out of his hand and stabbed Su Ming in the eyes.

Almost at the same time, the petite woman threw it in her hand, and five lancets blocked Su Ming up and down, left and right, without giving a chance.

"I'm in the way!"

The big man roared suddenly at this moment, holding the Tang knife horizontally with both hands, and resisted Su Ming's attack.

At the same time, behind Su Ming, a man in black stood up, his physique was like a tank, and a Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand slashed Huashan and smashed at Su Ming.

Su Ming has nowhere to hide, and there are crises everywhere.

"Hahaha, I know you're not simple, look at the knife!

Su Ming's hands kept moving, but his right foot was curled back, and a machete flew up and slid towards the neck of the tank.

When others fall into this kind of crisis, the only way is to forge ahead and fight their way out.

But Su Ming didn't need to, the tiger tail in the Tiger Demon Fist was specially designed to deal with the sneak attack behind him.

Such a trick made the killing move that had been hidden for nearly ten minutes fall short in an instant.

The tank didn't even react at all, and the machete was wound around its neck in a circle.

The Qinglong Glaive Knife in his hand hung down weakly, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Poof!"

The tank endured for ten minutes, but was the first to die, slowly kneeling on the ground, and then falling, blood flying out of his neck like a fountain.

At this moment, Su Ming was no longer in place, and his left-handed machete directly cut the Tang knife of the big man out of the gap.

A knife swept past his neck, leaving a trail of blood.

After a while, the blood line was washed away by the blood, and a rain of blood was raised, and the corpse was planted.

"Give me death!"

Su Ming roared, and the machete in his right hand suddenly flew out with his hand when the sixth uncle was dodging.

The target was the woman standing behind the sixth uncle, and when she saw it, she couldn't dodge, and the machete pierced through her front chest and out of her back, and she died of coldness.

"You dare to kill?"

The sixth uncle didn't expect Su Ming to be so cruel at all, and asked in fear.