Three pairs of leather shoes made a crackling sound on the bluestone slab, breaking the silence and serenity in the alley. The three little devils seemed to rush over stupidly, but in fact, they were arranged in a very special way, two in front and one behind, implying the technique of dividing and combining. No matter how the enemy parries the attack, a maximum of two people can be blocked, and the other is sure to succeed.

Ximen Jing faintly found spiritual power fluctuations in their formation, like an ancient spiritual array. His heart immediately became alert, and a strange thought came to him, could it be that these little devils are also spiritual priests?

The distance of dozens of meters is approaching in an instant, Ximen Jing's mind is instantaneous, and he can only hurt two people no matter how fast he shoots, and he will definitely be stabbed, and then even if he successfully kills the third person, there is a fourth little devil who is eyeing him, and the loss side of this battle is greater than the winning side. Winning or losing depends entirely on the severity of the knife you take.

When it came to the end, he didn't have time to think about it, Ximen Jing took the lead, and the straight knife that had been gathering momentum for a long time swept out, and the blade slashed at the first two with a strong force.

The RB knife in the hand of the little devil, and the Tang straight knife in the hand of Ximen Jing, this may be the first collision between the Tang knife and the RB knife in history, a string of sparks in the dark night illuminated the faces of the servants at the same time, and a loud sound like striking iron shattered the silence of the night.

The cold light flashed and two severed blades burst out, respectively inserting into the ancient red brick wall, and with a muffled snort, the two devils fell to the ground with a pair. The third devil came to the front in a blink of an eye, and the Xueliang war knife stabbed from the side and back, and the tip of the knife had already penetrated Ximen Jing's leather windbreaker, seeing that this vicious knife was about to penetrate the body.

And Ximen Jing had just withdrawn the knife momentum, and it was too late to dodge the parry, so he could only take the knife hard. At this moment, the little devil with the knife, for some reason, paused for a moment, and the tip of the knife had just hit Ximen Jing's waist and eyes, and had not yet pierced into the skin.

The moment was extremely short, but for Ximen Jing, it was enough, he suddenly twisted his waist, dodged the blade, and at the same time reversed the straight knife and slashed down. I only heard a stabbing sound, and the leather coat was cut open by the blade, and a blood groove was also pierced on the skin.

The little devil was too close to dodge, so he was cut off from the head by Ximen Jing with a knife and broken into two, just like a livestock that had just been slaughtered, falling to the ground, a large puddle of blood splashed, and the smell of blood spread.

Ximen Jing waved the straight knife in his hand, and the two devils who were injured earlier also fell into a different place and went to the Yin platform.

With a toe pick, Ximen Jing picked up the intact katana in the air, reached out and grabbed it, stuffed it into the little hot girl, and said, "Take them away!"

"I don't, I'm going to die together, it's not righteous to run away!" said the little hot girl stubbornly.

Bai Ling and Shen Yiyi may have seen such a bloody scene for the first time, and they were both frightened, looking at the corpse on the ground in a daze, their eyes full of horror.

Ximen Jing glared at him and said angrily, "Get out!" With that, he ran wildly and rushed towards the calm little devil.

Three of his companions were killed, but the young devil stood in the distance as if he had nothing to do, without even revealing his weapon.

The two of them were less than thirty meters apart, that is, a few breaths, Ximen Jing rushed to the front, swept with a straight knife, and suddenly roared: "Ben Thunder Slash!"

It is recorded in "Twelve Energies" that the thunder is rushing: as fast as thunder, as fast as lightning, and as powerful as thunder. Ximen Jing fought hard in the warehouse for many days, and realized that a quick knife was secretly combined with the essence of thunder, as fast as lightning. The speed is enough, but it is still far from the momentum of the thunderball, and what you want to use at this time is to take it by surprise, and strive to cut off the head of the little devil with a knife.

The knife is like electricity, breaking through the space, touching the neck of the little devil, leaving an afterimage like someone has drawn a zigzag with a glow stick in the air, and the blade still does not dissipate after it, which shows how fast this knife is.

Ximen Jing had already staggered past the little devil, the knife stopped, he was already standing behind the little devil, the expected blood splash and the corpse fell to the ground did not appear, as if the knife had just been slashed in the air without hindrance.

Ximen Jing slashed backwards with a horizontal knife, and at the same time turned back sharply, but the little devil disappeared out of thin air like a ghost, and only a piece of broken black cloth slowly fell in the air.

Ximen Jing ran wildly and ran towards the three girls. The servants were led by the little hot girl, who had just run to the mouth of the alley, and saw that there was a wide road in front of them, and suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of them, and the young devil just now appeared not far in front, holding his arms and smiling evilly at the servants.

The little hot girl has good skills, she was once able to fight with Ximen Jing, and at this moment she is also the most courageous, so she immediately raised her sword and slashed over.

The little devil suddenly had a long arm, as if he had suddenly grown half a foot, and he happened to pinch the oncoming blade, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he dodged the war knife with his bare hands.

The little hottie was momentarily dumbfounded with empty hands, but she hadn't forgotten her duty and stretched out her arms to protect her companion behind her.

The little devil put the knife behind his back with his backhand, and said in extremely stiff Chinese: "Go back with me!"

The little hottie took a sip and shouted, "Help, the little devil is a hooligan!"

The sound resounded in the night sky, if someone around must be able to hear it, the little devil was also frightened, suddenly trembled, appeared in front of the servant again, stretched out his hand and pointed at the side of the little hot girl's neck, the little hot girl just shouted half a sentence, instantly stuck, her mouth was empty, and she couldn't make a sound anymore.

The little devil grinned, stretched out his hand to grab the little hot girl's slender waist, he knew in his heart that it was delusional that he wanted to catch someone alone, and it was a lot of credit to be able to bring one back.

Seeing that the little hot girl was about to fall into the clutches of the devil, a little cold light flashed in the night, and a small blade that looked like a night elf appeared in front of the little devil's palm, and if he moved forward a little, he would definitely be cut in the palm.

The little devil sighed, turned around suddenly, and saw a sky-high light suddenly lit up in the dark night, like a pillar of light reaching the heavens. The fear that he had never felt before instantly hit his heart, the little devil screamed badly, his body suddenly blurred, and this guy had to reapply the old trick to the soles of his feet.

At this moment, the little devil's vague figure solidified again, he appeared in front of the servant with a frightened face, the escape technique failed, this was unprecedented, suddenly he noticed something, turned his head to look at Bai Ling, only to see the girl with a panicked face full of tears, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her smile was so good-looking.

The next moment, the little devil's consciousness was completely dissolved, and his body seemed to be immobilized, and it was difficult to move. At this time, Ximen Jing's knife gang also arrived, and the sword spirit slept for many days, like a hidden dragon Tengyuan, and the milk tiger roared through dozens of meters of deep alleys, and was slashed on the top of the little devil's head.