"Kill!"

The hot heat wave was squeezed out by the heaving chest with a bloody breath.

Snow and frost.

More than a dozen figures shouted, and their footsteps were as rapid as rain, as if they were caught off guard.

How many years have passed, who would have thought that in this deep palace inner garden, there are really people who dare to sneak in and kill in.

Su Hongxin didn't retreat, didn't dodge, didn't dodge, at this time, he took a step back, I was afraid that the assassination would be delayed for a minute, and Wang Wu didn't show up to open his mouth after entering, I'm afraid he has already encountered a difficult opponent, I don't know if he lives or dies, and the top priority is to solve these people in front of him as soon as possible.

Fear of change, can not be delayed.

"Hmm......"

A breath like a long whale sucking water came out of his throat, and the cold wind swallowed straight into his abdomen, and then fell into the dantian, which stimulated his blood almost boiling, and his eyes seemed to be red.

The two knives were held upside down, Su Hongxin twisted his hips and shrugged his shoulders, and the bones all over his body were already "crackling" A series of thunderous sounds, a creepy and tragic aura had swept away invisibly, like a vicious tiger squatting and pounced out......

The first person in the guard, his pupils shrank suddenly, but before he met, the snow waves rolled, and in the heavy snow, a black shadow rushed out of it like a fierce tiger, and his scalp couldn't help but tingle, and his mind was already taken away by his terrifying aura, and he screamed, only for a moment of distraction.

An elbow strike has reached the front.

The momentum was swift and urgent, the guard was shaken, and hurriedly waved his knife to block, but the blade was wrong, the sparks splashed, and the whole person was like a kite flying out, stretching out his limbs, only knocking the two behind him into a rolling gourd, and he was "snapping" and slamming on a wall, hanging straight on it, and the blood stains on the wall were like a broken watermelon, splashed in all directions.

Look at the man again, he is bleeding from all seven orifices, his sternum is collapsed, and he cannot die anymore.

Unconsciously, Su Hongxin's strength had skyrocketed to such a level.

"Bajiquan?"

The crowd shouted, and the sword light did not stop, desperately surrounding him.

Su Hongxin's move fell, kicked down, did not retreat but advanced, pounced forward, and had already pounced into the group of guards, and walked away with two knives, one person only fought with him but two moves, the mouth of the right wrist suddenly splashed blood, the tendons and blood vessels had been broken, and he screamed and took off the waist knife, and then was held hostage by Su Hongxin, and the others saw that the offensive was stagnant, and they hurriedly surrounded him, hesitating, and seemed to be at a loss.

Su Hongxin put the knife on this person's neck, and while walking towards Le Shoutang, he raised a knife, his eyes were gloomy, and he pointed to the guards around him.

"Leave him alone, on!"

It's just that these people hesitated for a moment, and they were already surrounded and killed again.

Su Hongxin's eyes flickered, not in a hurry, as if he had expected it, the blade in his left hand only crossed the neck of the guard in his arms, and the guard screamed immediately, his face was bruised, his eyes were red, and there was only sneering and splattering blood in his throat.

Seeing the knife light slashing at the head, as if to hack him to death, Su Hongxin hurriedly fell to the ground, kicking under his feet; the night clothes were very slippery, falling in the snow, it was really like skating, straight forward, like a fish in water, plus the miracle effect of absorbing light, the wind and snow were urgent, the guards saw a flower in front of them, and under the random knife chopping, only the colleagues who were already torn apart and had their throats cut, how could there be Su Hongxin's shadow.

Don't wait for them to react.

Outside the circle of guards, a black shadow that was rushing to the ground jumped up, and in his hand, he no longer saw the tricky and strange boning knife, but drew out a three-foot-long ghost head knife.

But hearing a low tiger roar, the black shadow strode away, holding the Soul Breaking Knife in his hand, and the snow was bright, only causing a tremor in the wind, and it had already rushed past the group of guards.

The sword flashed like lightning.

Five or six heads, with frightened faces, catapulted from their shoulders and necks, rose into the air three or four meters high, and then fell into the snow, rolling out of the distance, covered with snowflakes, and did not see their faces.

And that row of headless bodies, full of blood like a fountain, were still convulsing after falling to the ground, only the rest of the people were broken, and their souls were lost.

"Behind!"

One man's eyes widened and he screamed in exclamation.

Everyone trembled one by one, tightened the knife in their hands, trembled and twisted their bodies to take a look, and saw that on the snow, a person was holding a knife in his hand, the tip of the knife was pestle, and only the red blood water flowed down along the edge of the blade, and I don't know if it was an illusion, but it was a touch of blood.

The blade rises again, and blood splatters.

Su Hongxin came to kill again.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, the guards also showed a crazy look on their faces, as if they were going to fight for their lives, and rushed towards Su Hongxin in unison.

But blink.

The sword light meets again.

Su Hongxin's strength has increased greatly, holding a knife in his hand, even if he swings and slashes, it is terrifying, it is simply a rubbing injury, and he will die next to it, these guards are now frightened, how can there be an enemy, just like a tiger entering the flock, the arm to block the chop arm, the leg to block the chop thigh, it is really a good fight.

In the wind and snow, the knife light was bright, and the soul breaking knife was already in Su Hongxin's hands turned into a secluded forest, and when he waved it, it was like killing people like mowing grass, only to see flesh and blood flying, broken hands and heads were cut down again and again, and the screams were fast and fell in a hurry, just waiting for Su Hongxin to rush through the guards,

Behind him, how could there be a complete body, and the waist knives in each hand were cut out of the gap, and the cut was twisted and deformed.

Su Hongxin rushed to kill, stopped and stopped, covered in blood, with the knife in his hand, ran straight to the Le Shou Tang, along the road, the knife was already pouring a blood line, the closer he was already able to hear the sound of the battle in the hall, if he really encountered a strong enemy, through the wind and snow, he could hear the explosion of "crackling" in the sky.

Su Hongxin took a breath in his mouth, his legs tightened, and he ran out of three or four meters in one step, like a vicious tiger out of the forest, and stepped across the courtyard in three steps, and he had already swept the door to smash with one foot.

"Ahh

A shrill exclamation.

Su Hongxin saw that Wang Wuzheng was fighting with a short and thin old man, this person's feet were slipping, his palms were like a bull's tongue, the guard's outfit, and his hair were white, which was the gossip palm.

But his eyes were dead to a corner of the hall, and he saw two people trembling, hiding there with frightened faces, the one outside was a yellow-faced and thin eunuch, and the person behind him was a woman with a disheveled hair and a colorless face, wearing a white undershirt, with a panicked expression.

The cold wind and snow hit his face, Su Hongxin held the knife in his right hand, and the red blood splashed down the edge of the blade, like splashed ink spots, and it only fell for a moment, and the blood was also frozen.

But the blood in his body is like hot, hot and boiling, stimulating his body, stimulating his murderous intent, murderous intent, and murderous aura.

Without thinking about it, Su Hongxin picked up the knife and put it on.

A stumbling step.

But at this moment, in the snow curtain outside, there was a sudden sound of "stabbing la" breaking the air, like a sharp blade whirling around, and the scalp of the listener was numb.

Su Hongxin's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly saw a black shadow in the snow, spinning with a cold and cold light, suffix chains, and was heading towards Wang Wushu, and at the end of the chain, a thin figure, like a ghost, was running like a ghost.

Want to surround Wei to save Zhao?

Su Hongxin's eyes were red, and his feet were even more anxious.

The Soul Breaker suddenly raised.

When the air is split.

"Old thing, die!"