Chapter 7: Staying in the National Mansion

Wei Hai and the others had already killed the remaining guards around Wang Shaofeng.

At this moment, Wang Shaofeng was already stupid by everything in front of him, sat on the ground, and couldn't stop muttering: "These are not true. ”

After stopping, Wei Hai found that the situation on Hua Yidao's side had changed. He thought about it carefully, and it was difficult to hide greed in his eyes.

"Hua Yidao seems to be a little tricky over there, I'll go and help. ”

"Hey, don't get entangled, just kill it, in case of an accident...."

"What are you afraid of, we said okay, stay alive, and kill after getting something. You go and torture our Young Master Wang, and I'll help Hua with a knife!"

After being in the rivers and lakes for so long, how could that person not see Wei Hai's current thoughts? But compared to what Young Master Wang had in his hand, the corners of his mouth also showed a greedy smile.

Seeing Wei Hai coming over, Qin Yu frowned slightly and complained, "Aren't you nosy?

Shen Qiuhan blocked the knife, avoided it, and then chuckled: "I just suddenly remembered that we haven't found a place to stay in the imperial capital yet." I originally wanted to stay in the Lin Mansion, but people didn't want to, so I had no choice but to go to the Kingdom Mansion to disturb for a few days. ”

After they rescued the girl in the tea shop, they learned from Lin Qingping that this young man in white was the son of Wang Guogong, and after thinking about it, Shen Qiuhan pulled Qin Yu to chase after him.

When there is a battle between life and death, who will wait for them to chat slowly, in an instant, Hua Yidao's blade has already come closer, and the two of them did not dodge, but Qin Yu quickly pulled out a thin long knife, and collided with Hua Yidao's blade, and a terrifying force erupted from the intersection of the blades, attacking all around.

Hua Yidao and Wei Hai were both surprised. What a treasure this is, the blade is pitch black, the blade is bright and sharp, and there are water lines on it.

At this time, the greed in Wei Hai's eyes was undisguised.

Shen Qiuhan met Wei Hai's greedy gaze, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said softly, "You can beat him?"

Qin Yu resisted Hua Yidao's attack with a knife, and said with a smile: "I want to try." ”

The moment Wei Hai came over, the two of them had a plan in their hearts. Wei Hai was much stronger than the rest of the people, and Qin Yu naturally wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he could fight with him. Although he is a rare genius in a century.

Especially with Shen Qiuhan here, it was not his turn to make a move at all. This person doesn't know what he has experienced, he is the same age as him, but he has surpassed all the people of the same age, although Qin Yu is known as a peerless genius that is rare in a hundred years, in front of him, it is just a joke.

Since Wei Hai was ready to attack the two of them in advance, Qin Yu had to stop Hua Yidao, as long as he delayed him for a stick of incense, he believed that Shen Qiuhan would be able to defeat Wei Hai.

Even though Wei Hai was a real powerhouse, Qin Yu was full of confidence in him.

"Don't be too mad, don't you think you'll have a chance to outdo the old man by relying on your little tricks?"

As soon as Wei Hai's words fell, he felt a chill in his vest. That was the sense of crisis he had cultivated over the years, and at this moment, there must be a strong man who was much stronger than him who had locked him down.

At this moment, cold sweat had already soaked his clothes. The next moment, he swept dozens of meters, and although he knew he shouldn't, he still glanced back. Only this time he regretted it.

He should have used all means of escape in the first place, but he was not reconciled. Maybe he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the brother could kill Wang Shaofeng as soon as possible.

This time, what he saw was not Wang Shaofeng lying in a pool of blood, but the brother who was about to do it was broken into pieces.

It was just this turning action that made him know that it would be difficult for him to get out of the way, because the other party had already chased him.

The Buddha said: Life in the world is like being in the midst of thorns, if the heart is moved, people move recklessly, hurt their bodies and hurt their bones, and then experience all kinds of pain in the world. There are also people who realize that only when they are delusional can they move, and they have all the sufferings of the world. For example, if a person is in a forest of thorns, he will neither be hurt nor hurt if he does not move, but he will not be able to bear the delusion, and he will always be in the joy of silence. A delusional thought moves, and it is stabbed by all beings.

Wei Hai regretted it very much at this moment, he shouldn't have been so delusional, if he didn't have such greed, he would have left a long time ago, if he ......

It's just a pity that there is no if.

Just a moment later, the white-bearded old man appeared not far from him, still with his hands behind his back. But Wei Hai's hand had broken off from his wrist.

His eyes were red and full of incredulity, but he couldn't even make a sound, and a line of blood appeared in his throat, and several small beads of blood seeped out, followed by a stream of blood gushing out like a fountain.

The head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and landed at the old man's feet.

This is a very old man, slightly rickety, with a lot of age spots on his face, and slightly exaggerated skin folds.

He stretched out his hands behind his back, old hands, wrinkled skin, obvious calluses, calluses that would only take years of using the sword.

This is a master of using a sword, but his sword has not appeared, and Wei Hai has already been in a different place.

The old man groped for the corners of Wei Hai's clothes, and there was nothing except some broken silver. His brow furrowed, and his eyes were slightly cold.

The old man waved his hands, his robe rolled, slashed in front of Shen Qiuhan, and then appeared behind Hua Yidao. It was only with this wave of robes that the others reacted, and Wei Hai, a strong man, died like this, without the power to resist.

At the moment when the old man waved his robe, Shen Qiuhan felt a strong pressure. This is a master of the Netherworld Realm, a whole realm higher than him.

Hua Yidao has also been a master of the Stygian Sea Realm for many years, but at this moment, he has not left the position he just stood in. Because from the time the old man appeared to Wei Hai being killed, and then the old man came behind him, all this happened in an instant, and his reaction was simply emotional anger to despair.

When people are terrified to the extreme, they will burst out with extremely strong power, which everyone calls potential.

Hua Yidao screamed and roared at this moment, and slashed at the old man with his instinct.

The knife was held in the air, unable to move a single inch.

A calloused hand with wrinkled skin gripped the blade tightly. The old man's eyes as sharp as an eagle stared at Hua Yidao, and as soon as his fingers were forced, a crisp metallic sound sounded, and the blade was broken.

As soon as the old man's right hand came out, it became an eagle's claw, and he grabbed Hua Yidao's throat tightly, and the old man's voice sounded: "Who is it?"

Out of fear, Hua Yidao's eyes were already dilated, his legs trembled, and a strange smell of liquid flowed to the ground through his pants. He struggled to make a sound from his throat: "I, we just got ..... on the black market Forehead.. Yes. Whining.. Woo.."

Before he finished speaking, the old man's hand was a little harder, and the artery next to Hua Yidao's throat was easily crushed, only some whining sounds, and then he stopped struggling and fell straight to the ground.