The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned sideways, he subconsciously dodged, but he was still hit hard by this sword, and the endless edge suddenly submerged into his left chest, and the raging evil qi in his body made him tremble.

"Stop! Who are you......"

The middle-aged man didn't have time to think about it, and the shadow of death came to his heart, making him afraid!

"What kind of person, in your opinion, isn't I just a loose cultivator in the Jindan stage?" Zhao Xiu sneered, flipped his wrist, and the long sword stabbed out diagonally, instantly marking more than a dozen scars on his body.

The middle-aged man screamed miserably, his face was blue with anger, he was also a powerhouse in the Fusion God Realm, but he was severely injured by a Jindan stage monk!

"Drink!" he shouted, his whole body soaring, trying to break free from the sword shadow in the sky.

Zhao Xiu looked at the other party coldly, the reason why he didn't kill him was not simply to torture this person.

If you really seal your throat with a sword, it will be easy for people to see the clues from the wound, and exposing yourself at that time will cause a lot of trouble.

At this moment, he was covered with sword wounds, and in the eyes of others, it was a middle-aged man who went through a vicious battle with others, and finally died of defeat.

Seeing that the other party was just raising his momentum, Zhao Xiu shook his head.

Although this person has the cultivation of the Fusion God Realm, but he is not decisive enough, if he burns his essence and blood at this time, he may have the possibility of escaping, but unfortunately, he missed this opportunity.

A trace of essence flashed in Zhao Xiu's eyes, his long sword was lightly raised, tearing the void, and the sharp sword light was like a flash of wind, heading straight towards the middle-aged man.

The previous sword move only seriously injured him, but this time is the real killing move!

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he panicked in his heart, the crisis of death made him suddenly burst out of the instinct to survive, and his sleeves were thrown out like an iron fan, and he actually blocked this blow.

It's just that before he could show his joy, Zhao Xiu picked up the long sword in his hand, and the speed of the sword was weird to the extreme, and he picked the sleeve of the middle-aged man's shirt at once.

The long sword burst out of his chest on the spot!

The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Xiu with a stunned face, like them, they are scattered cultivators, they fight life and death on weekdays, and they don't know if they will die at the hands of others one day, and they are basically outlaws.

In addition to the fact that the exercises and inheritance are not as good as the disciples of the big factions, they actually look down on those disciples of the big schools and the children of the family.

thinks that the other party can only do whatever he wants by relying on the power of the sect.

Unlike them, the exercises and inheritances are all snatched from others by themselves, even the elixir and spirit stones have to rely on themselves.

This middle-aged man is only a casual cultivator, and he can be promoted to the cultivation of the Fusion God Realm, and he thinks very highly of himself on weekdays, and even thinks that his talent is extremely high, if he was born in a big faction, he may have already stepped into the Transformation God Realm.

It's a pity that what I didn't expect was that a loose cultivation in the Jindan period in front of him could pierce him through his chest with a sword!

Zhao Xiu didn't wait for him to react, his backhand was a sword, a bloody light flashed, and the middle-aged man's throat was cut on the spot.

"You ......" The middle-aged man covered his neck and stared at Zhao Xiu.

Zhao Xiu said lightly: "Who do you want to ask me?"

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth curved into an arc, looked at the middle-aged man with a compassionate gaze, and said in a calm tone: "It's a pity that you can only die with this doubt, and your identity is not worthy of you to know." ”

The middle-aged man's gaze quickly lost its brilliance, and his eyes were round and dead.

Zhao Xiu looked at his corpse, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and with a pick of the long sword, the storage bag that he had put in his pocket suddenly flew out and raised his hand to catch it.

"Hehe, there are so many spirit stones, no wonder you will be a dog for Mrs. Zhao. Zhao Xiu sneered and hid the storage bag in his sleeve.

In addition to this storage bag, the middle-aged man also carried another storage bag with him.

It's a pity that compared to the Zhao family's salary, this middle-aged man's original storage bag was much shabby.

Except for some low-grade elixirs, there were hardly many spirit stones left, let alone artifacts and treasures.

"It seems that the rumors are true, and the loose cultivation is really poor. Zhao Xiu shook his head and casually threw the storage bag aside.

Under the dark night sky, the entire Changyin Mansion was surprisingly quiet, but Zhao Xiu knew that behind this tranquility, it was destined to be a storm.

What he has to do now is get out of the center of this storm.

As for Zhao Chengdan and his wife, since the other party provoked him, this account should be settled!

Thinking of this, his figure suddenly disappeared into the shadows, and the air suddenly had a murderous intent.

Outside the door of the Zhao Mansion, Chen Bo was wearing a hat, very low-key, his eyes flashed, and he was about to sneak into the Zhao Mansion quietly, when suddenly the sky was full of evil energy, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"What someone!" Uncle Chen exclaimed in a low voice, and he turned around suddenly, his eyes narrowed suddenly, followed by despair.

I saw a sharp claw roaring, and the cold breath almost made Uncle Chen's blood freeze.

Uncle Chen gritted his teeth and greeted it, it was the evil obstacle! It turned out to be the evil obstacle!

At this moment, he was terrified, when did that bastard hide behind him, and did he and the man connect on the side of the moat, was he discovered by this son?

With these questions, Uncle Chen clawed the sky, as if tearing the heavens and the earth, the majesty of this move and Zhao Xiu's reverse scales are completely two extremes.

In the void, a phantom of a dragon's claw emerged, and endless qi raged out.

Dragon Claw Hand!

Uncle Chen's eyes flashed, Zhao Xiu's claw method was vicious and ruthless, very cruel, even if he used the Fuhu Fist, he couldn't do it with one force, so as to suppress people and suppress them.

In this case, it is better to use the dragon claw hand.

He always thought in his heart that Zhao Xiu's claw technique was evolved by himself by stealing the dragon capture skill of the Earthquake Heaven Temple, otherwise he would not have carried such an eerie and terrifying aura every time he came out of his claws.

If the name is not right, it is not good, no matter how fierce this stealthily learned claw method is, in the face of the real dragon claw hand, there is only defeat!

With a sudden, Zhao Xiu slammed his hand into pieces with a claw in the air.

Without waiting for Uncle Chen to howl out, he ravaged his whole body, grabbed the other party's throat with another claw, and said in a cold tone: "If you shout, I will tear your neck!"

Uncle Chen trembled with fright, he couldn't last a round in his hands!

The sharp pain on the back of his hand almost made him faint, and his bones were shattered and blood was dripping!

"Who told you to slander me?" Zhao Xiu didn't know how much Zhao Chengdan and his wife knew about the affairs of the valley, so they could only deceive the old man in front of them.

Uncle Chen's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and he blew himself up!

Zhao Xiu's face changed, and he only felt a huge power coming from him, and the endless aura was surging, making him take a few steps back, and even his cheeks were a little tingling.

Zhao Xiu's body was filled with black gas, so he blocked that force and barely stood firm.

I saw that Uncle Chen was in tatters, as if he had been slashed by a thousand knives, his body was fragmented, his abdomen was rotten, and the whole person was dead.

The movement outside the door attracted the attention of the servants of the Zhao Mansion, and when they opened the door and walked out, they were stunned by the scene that was happening in front of them.