"If I don't admit my mistake, the girl should be the person next to Qin Sigongzi."

Footsteps sounded, and in front of the dozen or so masters who surrounded Zhao Mengya, the leader with the sword hanging from his waist behind his back, that is, the number one, grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and chuckled, and stepped closer to Zhao Mengya.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Mengya's face was expressionless, she just grabbed the flying knife with one hand, and the other hand turned into a palm and drooped naturally.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

"Girl, don't be so nervous, it's not good for you or me to make a move, we just want to talk to you, that's all."

Noticing the movements in Zhao Mengya's hand, the No. 1 on the opposite side couldn't help but show a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

A congenital martial artist is just a martial artist, and he dares to show off his martial arts with so many Jindan masters, is this woman on the other side looking for death?

Oh, that's right, in this poor and remote Tianlong City, under normal circumstances, a few Jindan martial artists are already the limit.

On the other side is just a maid, I'm afraid I've never seen so many masters at all, and I haven't seen Brother Jindan in person.

This kind of newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it is normal not to be afraid of them.

After all, the ignorant are not afraid.

Taking a few steps forward, further compressing Zhao Mengya's activity space, No. 1 spoke softly again.

"Aunt ............"

Sou!

Before the words fell, the three flying knives had already killed them head-on, but they were grabbed by No. 1 casually.

Looking at the poisonous blade in his hand that shimmered with a strange luster, the sarcasm in No. 1's eyes became more and more obvious.

Seeing this scene on the side, the guards of the Qin State who were holding various weapons couldn't help but burst into a burst of chuckles.

"Girl, with your three-legged cat's kung fu, it's better not to show it, otherwise it will be very troublesome to hurt you."

Throwing away the throwing knife casually, Number One smiled brightly.

"And it won't hurt you for us to cooperate, 30,000 spirit stones, a peerless martial arts, and a three-grade spiritual object with you, which is enough for you to cultivate into a three-grade golden pill, as long as you agree to our conditions, these things will all be given to you, as for our requirements, it is very simple, only the girl needs to lure Qin Yu, the son of Qin Shou, out, but it is really not possible to lead it to a place closer to the wall, and send a signal to notify us, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Mengya, who was originally just cold-faced and impatient, instantly wrinkled her eyebrows.

If she was just expressionless just now, then she can already be said to be fierce and vicious at this time.

"What? You are here for the fourth young master! ”

As she spoke, Zhao Mengya's left hand drooped, and she grabbed several strange broken-bladed flying knives at her waist, and her true qi surged.

Seeing this scene, One's expression froze, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The companion next to him stepped forward slightly, whispering to his ear.

"Captain, the situation is not right, this woman should not be a diehard, right?"

"Hmph, we have a lot of means, just an innate martial artist, and she is still a maid, no matter how loyal she is, how long can her will last, not afraid."

Taking a step forward again, he found that Zhao Mengya had no intention of cooperating at all, and No. 1, who had gradually lost patience, grabbed the sword behind his waist and slowly pulled it out of the scabbard.

"Girl, I advise you to be more interesting, otherwise you won't blame me for being unkind, do you think the Qin family cares about the death of a maid?"

Listening to the other party's threat, Zhao Mengya, who was clutching the flying knife tightly, still frowned, and her eyes stared sharply at the person in front of her.

"Let me ask you, you're here for the Fourth Young Master, aren't you!"

"Humph! You have to toast and don't eat and drink! Is it ............?! ”

Before the words fell, as soon as he said the number one of the words, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and three flying knives roared towards him.

I've seen this kind of attack before, and I almost didn't think about it before I raised my hand to grab it.

However, this time, with the meeting of the two, the true qi wrapped around his palm was actually cut in an instant.

Severe pain struck, and the blood-colored edge directly cut off several of his fingers in the man's frightened eyes, and shot at his face at an unabated speed.

Fortunately, the sharp pain stimulated his nerves, and No. 1, who finally reacted at the last moment, dodged sideways, and the blood-colored edge grazed his cheeks and whistled.

His rich Protective True Qi didn't play any role, and the moment the blade passed by, it cut through the Gang Qi, leaving a deep bloody wound on his face.

Although Number One managed to escape at the last moment, the people around him and behind him were not so lucky.

A companion who was standing behind him didn't expect an innate martial artist's attack to be able to break through his companion's defense.

With No. 1 dodging his head sideways, Han Mang's stunned expression instantly broke through his protective qi and passed through his head, bringing up a handful of blood.

And the two companions standing on either side of No. 1 were even worse.

One person did not dodge or dodge, in a vain attempt to block the flying knife with his true qi, but his throat was cut in half on the spot.

The other guy instinctively reached out to grab it, but the palm of his hand was directly pierced, and the throwing knife broke through his palm and stuck directly into his eye, piercing his head on the spot.

In just the blink of an eye, three of the masters around him died violently under the flying knife.

Most of this is caused by their carelessness.

No, it's not right to say that it's careless, after all, under normal circumstances, there is that innate martial artist who can ignore the full defense of the Jindan master.

Don't say it's congenital, even if the master of the Yuan Infant Stage attacks with all his might, the Jindan master can parry the number without falling.

Their death was entirely deceived by common sense!

Clutching his bloodied palm, Number One stepped back in horror, his eyes full of horror.

And the guards who were originally holding weapons to intimidate Zhao Mengya around also looked horrified one by one and hurriedly raised their weapons.

But before they could show their moves, a scarlet blood light had already appeared in Zhao Mengya's palm, turning into a sword blade more than ten meters long, sweeping out towards everyone around.

Looking at the rushing blood sword, the guards instinctively raised their blades to try to block.

Seeing this scene, No. 1, who was still retreating in panic, could be said to be stunned and shouted on the spot.

"Don't get in the way! Hide! ”

Poof!

No. 1's reminder was a beat slower after all, although several of his companions around reacted and hurriedly jumped up to dodge.

But more people either didn't react, or were confident in their own strength, and didn't dodge at all.

Then he jumped on the fence and hung his hand on the wall in the frightened gaze of No. 1 and others.

The bloody blade that swept out broke through the desperate defense of the crowd below on the spot, and directly cut everyone off!

With a roar, the houses on both sides were also cut in two by the sword light, and as the houses collapsed, smoke and dust rose in the sky.

No. 1, who hurriedly got up and jumped out, and his few remaining companions, looked at the smoke in front of them with a frightened expression, still unable to recover from the sudden upheaval.

Sixteen of them! It's just a blink of an eye! There were only four dead left!

What the hell is this monster! What kind of innate martial artist is this!

Just when everyone was in shock, the smoke and dust in front of them suddenly dispersed from it.

With the sound of footsteps, a shadow walked out of it, his right hand drooped, dragging the blood-red sword blade, and as the body moved, the blood blade cut a narrow mark on the ground.

The other hand was raised slightly, and streams of blood flew out of the smoke, quickly condensing on her palm, and finally turning into a crystal clear bead of blood.

Grabbing the beads in her hand, Zhao Mengya silently raised her head, her eyes locked on No. 1 who was covering her palm.

Under the other party's pale face, the cold voice sounded again.

"I'll ask you again, it's you who want to move the fourth young master, right?"