Chapter Thirty-Eight: This Kid Is More Yin Than Me

After hearing Ao Shuang say: "I want to be merciful, but the sky doesn't allow it".

Scar and Scar's subordinates were stunned, looked at each other, and immediately hahadaxiao said: "This kid, haha! I want to be merciful, but the sky doesn't allow it!"

"Boy, aren't you stupid? To tell you the truth, the Purple Widow calls you brother, can I not understand the matter? Tell you, just like you, the little young master of the family who came out to train, I didn't kill a hundred, but I had to kill eighty!" Scar said.

It's no wonder that Scar said this, Ao Shuang suppressed his spiritual power in the realm of a fifth-level martial artist, and his body was protected by a strange treasure like a magic bead, if the real realm was still seen by Scar, it would be a personal treasure of the demon clan in ancient times. Suppressing spiritual power at the fifth-level spirit master realm just doesn't want to be too eye-catching.

After Scar finished speaking, he said to one of his subordinates behind him: "Three dogs, take it down for me, I want to see him kneeling in front of me!"

"Okay, big brother, look at it. A man behind Scar stepped forward, the man he was called the Three Dogs by Scar.

"Boy, if you know each other, you can catch it quickly, so you don't have to do it!"

The three dogs held a golden big knife, leaned on his shoulder, and said disdainfully.

"Grandpa Dog? Well, the tongue is quite like a dog. Ao Shuang looked at the three dogs and said.

It turned out that these three dogs had very long tongues, and when they were daxiao just now, they didn't pay attention to their long tongues for a while and leaked out......

When the three dogs heard Ao Shuang's words, they were furious: "Boy, Grandpa Dog is going to kill you!" After speaking, he kicked his feet, raised his big knife and rushed towards Ao Shuang.

Ao Shuang watched the three dogs rush over with a knife, but their bodies did not move.

The Purple Widow looked at the arrogance who didn't move, and couldn't help but mutter: Is it really just a fifth-level martial artist? It is impossible to put it, a fifth-level martial artist dares to eat and drink while watching the fight?

After thinking about it, the purple widow gave her subordinates a gesture to prepare to escape, and she was also secretly using her spiritual power, trying to find an opportunity to escape, it seems that this kid is unreliable.

Just when Sangouzi's knife was about to cut Ao Shuang's body, the three dogs seemed to see the scene where Ao Shuang's body was stabbed by himself.

Ao Shuang moved, turned his body sideways, and dodged the golden broadsword of the three dogs. A whip leg on his right leg smashed into the chest of the three dogs with lightning speed.

"Poof!"

The three dogs spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was smashed like a cannonball by Aoshuang's kick, and smashed into the wall in the distance. The three dogs lay in the corner of the wall and sat up slowly, still vomiting blood in their mouths. His expression was sluggish, how could he still be arrogant just now? Pointing at Aoshuang, he said, "This little, boy, evil, evil." With that, he passed out.

Everyone saw the three dogs who had passed out, and then looked at the arrogance standing in the center of the hall, and they all looked incredible.

"This?fifth-level martial artist, kicked an eighth-level martial artist to death?" said a man who was watching the battle from a distance.

"It's careless, it's definitely the three dogs!" said one of Scar's men.

Everyone looked at the arrogance standing in the center of the hall, harmless to people and animals, as if nothing had happened, and a cool air could not help but rise behind them......

For Sangouzi to pass out, neither Scar nor his men went over to check on Sangouzi's injuries.

The members of these mercenary groups, who can be said to live with a knife, have long been accustomed to seeing life and death.

Scar also felt that he underestimated this kid, and the power of that leg whip was definitely not something that a fifth-level martial artist could have! But in terms of spiritual power, this kid was only a fifth-level martial artist. By the way, there is only one possibility. It's just that this kid has a lot of strength and is born with strange strength. Well, that's it. Scar comforted himself.

"Duck!, be careful, this kid should only have a lot of strength, but he is still a fifth-level martial artist, and you use your body to deal with him. Scar said to an emaciated subordinate behind him.

"Got it, big brother. After the duck finished speaking, he walked to the opposite side of Aoshuang.

"Please advise!" I am ......" The duck arched his hand to Ao Shuang, and before he finished speaking, a cold arrow shot out of his cuff! "I am the one who took your life!"

"Despicable!" the Purple Widow and his men drank.

Only Scar watched the duck's actions happily, obviously knowing that the duck had such a hand for a long time.

Ao Shuang saw that this person was emaciated, and heard him say "Please advise!" In this competition, either you die or I die, what do you advise? The only explanation is that he has made some moves in secret, and he knows that this person is probably not a person who is above board.

"Whoosh!"

The cold arrow in the duck's cuff is extremely fast, but the speed of Proud is even faster!

"Ding!"

Ao Shuang kicked up the golden knife that fell to the ground when the three dogs were kicked away, and directly blocked the cold arrow that came quickly, and suddenly the sound of iron weapons colliding came.

The duck also knew that Ao Shuang's true strength was more than a fifth-level martial artist, so he didn't think that this cold arrow could kill Ao Shuang, and it would hurt Ao Shuang. But what I didn't expect was that Ao Shuangfeng dissolved his cold arrow lightly. Don't dare to be careless, his hands are retracted into his sleeves, and when he stretches them out again, he has already put on two iron claws.

The two iron claws crossed together and made a "snort" sound, and the corner of the duck's beak carried an evil smile. Attacking Ao Shuang, his body flickered and moved, his body was light and agile, and he actually formed a phantom, and outsiders looked like a lot of ducks attacking Ao Shuang.

I have to admit that if it is an ordinary ninth-level martial artist, if you encounter the trick of ducks, you will really suffer. But Ao Shuang is already a spirit master.

Ao Shuang slowly closed his eyes, and outsiders only saw a circle of ducks surrounding Ao Shuang, and they couldn't see Ao Shuang close his eyes at all. Only Scar and Purple Widow saw it, and Scar thought to himself, this kid has finally been captured, and Purple Widow is pressed on the hilt of the sword, ready to strike at any moment. But I don't know if the Purple Widow is preparing to save Ao Shuang, or is she preparing to escape?

It's time, three dogs, to see my brother avenge you!" thought to the duck.

Two hands wearing iron claws struck at Ao Shuang's chest!

Ao Shuang opened his eyes, and a spiritual light shot out of his eyes, and the piercing duck's eyes flickered, and he could only block it with his arms. Ao Shuang took advantage of the situation and kicked the duck's belly.

"Poof!"

A big kick is better than a kick on the three dogs! Kick on the duck's belly and smash the duck on the wall next to the three dogs like a cannonball!

The duck, like the three dogs, barely sat up against the wall. Spitting blood in his mouth, he said with a depressed expression: "This, this kid, is more yin than me" After speaking, he also followed in the footsteps of the three dogs and passed out.

Ao Shuang retracted his feet, stood there, and said lightly to Scar: "Do you want to stop me from leaving now?"