Xue Ding held the knife in one hand and strode forward, and his right hand, which was originally just holding the handle of the knife in his hand, instantly exerted force, and saw that his entire right arm suddenly swelled and strengthened, and the clothes that seemed to be a little loose before suddenly seemed to be full.

The next moment, the famous sword was already raised and swung down.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Meng Juntong actually felt that when the blade swept by, the alien beast pattern on the Basheng knife was roaring hideously.

"Knife ...... Before a samurai standing at the forefront could finish his words, the body of the Basheng Sword instantly spit out a pale crimson sword more than a foot long, and slashed off the heads of the two samurai with a single blow.

At this time, there are still a lot of people on the street, this sudden scene immediately attracted the exclamation of others, but they were not frightened and ran away, after all, this is the Qin State, the people of the Qin State are still martial arts and ruthless, and they have seen a lot of killings on the street in the early years, and they are not afraid to see such a scene.

Meng Juntong also subconsciously took two steps back, the momentum of Xue Ding's attack was too powerful, and the sword light was indeed stimulated on the Basheng knife just now, which shows that Xue Ding is indeed a profound martial artist with the cultivation of a little grandmaster.

The two warriors fell to the ground like dead dogs, and their heads rolled out, Xue Ding stepped over the bodies of the two with an expressionless face, and walked forward with his sword, the Basheng knife was still as clear and clean as a mirror, and the knife just now was not splashed with even a trace of the enemy's blood.

But in Meng Juntong's eyes, he could see the blood of the two people who had just been killed, as if they were being pulled by some force, floating out leisurely, and being sucked by the patterns in the middle of the Basheng Knife.

This is the famous knife drinking blood, presumably Xue Ding also used this killing method to feed the knife before.

The old man's face is not good-looking, but he is obviously not afraid of Xue Ding, he is rickety, he carries his hands behind his back, and he has a somewhat mastery demeanor.

"There are really people who dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, is it possible that Your Excellency thinks that with the cultivation of the little grandmaster, he will already be able to run rampant in the world and be invincible?" said the withered old man to Xue Ding.

Schröding didn't pay attention to him at all, his steps were not fast, but he was unusually resolute, he was here for revenge, he didn't need to say anything to others, whoever dared to stop him today, he would kill whomever he wanted.

"Kill him," the withered old man waved his hand and pointed at Xue Ding.

The five people who had been following the old man before did not hesitate much, and directly rushed at Xue Ding with the Qin-style war knife on their waists.

Xue Ding raised his knife again, but this time there was no knife shot, the dead man closest to him used a stabbing technique, accurately cut Xue Ding's chest head-on, Xue Ding did not dodge, pushed the knife to block, and shook the front knife open, but at this moment, two knife lights flashed, cutting Xue Ding's two arms respectively, and two people had already completed the back wrapping of Xue Ding, and were slashing towards his waist.

These five people have obviously been specially trained to cooperate, and they have a very tacit understanding of each other's attacks.

But then Schröding's action scared everyone, just see his left hand poke out, grasp the knife of the dead man who attacked from the left, only to hear a sound, the sword made of fine iron was actually broken into two by him, at the same time his body reversed, his right hand won a sweeping march, and the broken blade in the palm of his left hand was thrown out and inserted into the throat of another person.

Blood shot out, and two flying skulls rose high and rolled aside, the slash aimed at the two dead men who were attacking him in the back of the flank.

Don't look at him doing so many actions, but it all happened in an instant.

In the eyes of outsiders, this mysterious swordsman just used an ordinary trick to kill the three elite warriors of the Taishou Mansion, which can really be called a miraculous skill.

Meng Juntong looked at Xue Ding in surprise, she had a certain estimate of Xue Ding's martial arts early on, she thought she had overestimated him before, but now she is afraid that she still underestimated Xue Ding.

Although the knife just now is not as bright as the sword, its knife skills have been used to the point of perfection.

The remaining two dead soldiers hurriedly retreated, which was due to the conditioned reflex of their warriors to danger.

When Xue Ding swung this knife, what they thought of was not to seize the opportunity to step forward and attack, but to withdraw from the battlefield because of the momentum, this was not their cowardice, but instinct. It's not that they're too weak, it's that Schröding is really too strong.

The withered old man not far away, his eyes glowing green like wolves, saw the two dead soldiers adjust their positions and prepare to attack again, but he waved his hand and said, "Come back, you are not his opponent." ”

Xue Ding's face was expressionless, and he continued to walk towards the Taishou Mansion.

"If you have the guts, go into the mansion to fight," after speaking, the old man turned around and entered the mansion first. The guards outside also ran in with them, and the gate of the Taishou Mansion was opened, as if they were welcoming Xue Ding's arrival.

"Brother Xue......" Meng Juntong shouted nervously, not to mention those warriors, the current Meng Juntong is a little afraid to approach Xue Ding: "There is danger in the mansion, don't go in!"

But Schröding continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard.

At this moment, the sun has finally set completely, and the dusk has passed, and the night has fallen.

A gust of wind blew, and Meng Yingtong saw Xue Ying, who was dressed in white, shouting towards Xue Ding and flying over.

Ghosts can't appear during the day, but even if they can come out and wander around at night, if it's not for a natural eye like Meng Juntong, or a cultivator who has cultivated in the body, who can see ghosts.

"Brother...... Don't go, Sakura knows it's wrong, don't go...... Ahh

Meng Juntong hurriedly stepped forward, she didn't have any spells now, so she couldn't help Xue Ying fix her soul, so she had to use her body to block between Ba Dao Sheng and Xue Ying, so as not to let the crimson continue to hurt Xue Ying.

"Xue Ying, you can't get close to Ba Sheng, the Ba Sheng Knife has just drunk the blood qi, and it can deter yin and evil. Meng Juntong said as he looked at Xue Ding, and when he looked at Xue Ding, he had already stepped through the gate of the Taishou Mansion.

With a bang, the heavy solid wood gate was slammed shut by the guards of the Taishou Mansion.

After a while, Xue Ying's soul settled down a little, and she took Meng Juntong's hand: "Sister, please, save my brother!"

Meng Juntong pursed his lips, and then nodded: "Don't worry." ”