A sword with a hot breath swept towards the back of Jiang Xiaoliu's neck and slashed down in the air!

In the midst of the sword intent, the temperature of the hot sword qi rose, and the dry weeds around it burned in an instant.

The crackling flames soared into the sky, and the sword in the black-clothed man's hand snorted, and it slashed into the back of Jiang Xiaoliu's neck without any suspense.

"Hey......

The flames were splashed in all directions due to the violent surge of the sword wind, which made the surrounding dead grass burn even more.

At the same time, the man in black let out a triumphant smile, and a stream of blood erupted from the fire.

The rain of blood fell on the grass or in the flames, followed by a scream from the mouth of the black-clothed man who had just let out a hehehe.

"Impossible!"

The man in black was covered in a black mask, revealing only a pair of terrified eyes, and when he flew out with a heavy wound, he didn't believe what he was seeing.

Obviously, the sneak attack sword, with a thunderous trend, slashed into the back of the neck of Jiang Xiaoliu, who was kneeling and burning paper.

But the fact is that Jiang Xiaoliu did not fall, but suddenly his body swelled, and he instantly changed from a kneeling position to a half-squat.

Then squatting down, Jiang Xiaoliu turned sideways and punched back.

Immediately, a devastating fist hit the chest of the man in black in an instant, causing the man in black to break through his own defense on the spot, and he was smashed out of his mouth with blood spitting out.

On the way back to fly, the man in black dropped the sword in his hand, covered his seriously injured chest with his hand in pain, and let out an impossible inner monologue in horror!

Bang!

At the same time, Jiang Xiaoliu, who was squatting, stepped the ground under his feet, and with the blessing of absolute strength, his figure was like an arrow from the string, and instantly appeared in the sight of the man in black flying upside down.

Then, Jiang Xiaoliu picked up a punch and slammed it into the body of the man in black, smashing the man in black from the air to the ground like beating a dead dog.

Poof......

The man in black smashed his back to the ground, spitting blood and spittle, and his head was so painful that she almost fainted, and she still couldn't believe that as a dignified cultivator, she was crippled by the opponent after sneaking up on the opponent.

Impossible!

Jiang Xiaoliu smashed down the man in black, his body climbed a big tree in front of him, and he fell to the ground smoothly and steadily.

Twisting his neck, Jiang Xiaoliu reached out and touched the back of his unscathed head, and said to himself in his heart: "Okay, I have been influenced by Zhong Lao's spiritual mist, and Huang Guang is at the second level, and sure enough, my own defense ability is much stronger." ”

"You...... You're a monster, don't ...... Stay back! ”

The man in black, who was spitting blood on the ground and had two bloody holes in his chest, saw Jiang Xiaoliu twisting her neck and walking over, she was so frightened that she used all her strength to feed, and she used her ass and legs to prop up and retreat backwards, and her eyes outside the mask were filled with endless fear.

Jiang Xiaoliu shrugged his shoulders, looking at the burning of the weeds around his mother's grave, his eyes were like torches, and he said coldly: "I worshiped my mother, but you suddenly came to kill me, and slashed the back of my head mercilessly with a sword, did you ever think that you were actually a real monster." ”

An arrow stepped up, Jiang Xiaoliu picked up the sword discarded by the man in black, he glanced at it, the sword in his hand shook, and the sword wind shook, lifting the mask of the man in black.

"You're a nun!"

Jiang Xiaoliujian frowned, but he didn't expect that it was a young nun who attacked him at night.

After being slightly stunned, Jiang Xiaoliu pointed at the bridge of the nun's nose with the tip of his sword and asked, "Where are you from, I have never met you, why do you want to kill me?" ”

Seeing that her identity was about to be revealed, the nun gritted her teeth ruthlessly, and the poison sac in her gums was instantly bitten, her body shook suddenly, and a thick smell came out of the nun's mouth.

Poof.

Jiang Xiaoliu's scalp was numb when he saw it, he had never seen such a scene, and that nun had melted into a pool of blood in just a few seconds with an extremely fast speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

"There's a lot of poison!"

Jiang Xiaoliu smelled the stench and took a few steps back, although he was invincible, he couldn't stop the nun from biting the poison and committing suicide.

Seeing the nun Xiang Xiaoyu die, Jiang Xiaoliu took a deep breath, shook his head and smiled helplessly.

He didn't get any information about the nun, except for a sword that the nun used.

……

In the firelight, in the depths of the cemetery.

Su Bancheng, who was hiding here and preparing to raid Jiang Xiaoliu, was already scared and sweating coldly at this time.

It must be known that Su Bancheng is a powerhouse in the physical movement realm, and the place where he is hiding is less than thirty meters away from the place where the incident just happened.

With Su Bancheng holding his breath, with his good night vision, he could see clearly in the light of the lights and the burning of paper wax, Jiang Xiaoliu was obviously hit by a sword in the back of his neck, but he immediately easily counterattacked the whole process of defeating the nun.

Originally, seeing that someone had preemptively murdered Jiang Xiaoliu, Su Bancheng was overjoyed in his heart, so he didn't have to take action himself!

But who knows, that nun whose divine cultivation realm is similar to his own was actually killed by Jiang Xiaoliu with an understatement, and then had to take poison and commit suicide.

The scene of Jiang Xiaoliu in the sword and then punching made Su Bancheng feel cold from the bottom of his heart, he thought that Jiang Xiaoliu's strength was already very strong, but he never thought that he was so strong that he had no bottom line.

If there was no such sudden nun tonight, then if Su Bancheng went to raid, he would definitely be the same as the nun's fate, and he would be smashed by Jiang Xiaoliu's fist so that his parents didn't know him.

"It's good that Lao Tzu didn't do it!" The more Su Bancheng thought about it, the more panicked he became, his whole body was in a cold sweat, and he thought to himself:

"However, Jiang Xiaoliu has passed through the power of resisting a sword just now, as well as the fierce punch that smashed the nun, the strange poison in his body should be deeply planted. Hmph, as long as I wait patiently for two days, when he has a strange poison attack, Jiang Xiaoliu, Jiang Xiaoliu, you will be a waste person at that time! ”

With this thought, Su Bancheng's mood improved a little, and he continued to hide as steadily as a dog, seeing Jiang Xiaoliu over there fighting the fire.

With the wildfire completely extinguished, Jiang Xiaoliu finished worshipping, he took the nun's sharp sword and walked out towards the outside of the urban village.

Su Bancheng still hid motionlessly, and it wasn't until Jiang Xiaoliu's back disappeared for a long time that he dared to come out of the grass.

Looking at the place where the nun had just turned into blood, Su Bancheng, who was also dressed in black at night, squatted in front of the blood stains dried by the flames and sniffed for a while.

Su Bancheng found out a clue, and he exclaimed: ", isn't this the unique rouge fragrance of the Yumei faction?" ”

Immediately, a picture quickly flashed in Su Bancheng's mind.

It was last year, when he, as a spiritual cultivator, had the honor to follow his master to the Buddha to worship the Buddha and make a wish, the nuns who received their masters and apprentices had this kind of rouge incense on them.

After Su Bancheng, who had always been cautious, came back, he investigated that all nuns of the Yumei Sect who were in the cultivation of divine cultivators would be smeared with this kind of rouge on their bodies.

As for the purpose, Su Bancheng did not investigate, and it is said to be one of the secrets of the Yumei faction.

"Could it be that the Hidden World Sect's Mimei Sect wants to send someone to kill Jiang Xiaoliu?"

Su Bancheng's mind was flying, and his eyes were gradually foggy.

After a while, he slapped his forehead and suddenly came to his senses: "I understand, it turns out that Ye Chen wanted to kill Jiang Xiaoliu, Ye Chen has an aunt, who is a monk disciple of the Mimei faction!" ”

Su Bancheng, who had figured it out, couldn't help but smile sinisterly in the night: "It seems that there are many people who want to kill Jiang Xiaoliu, the Ye family is young, you have to come on......"