The sky was slightly bright, and Luo Lao dart head left in a hurry, but instead of going to Ping'an County, he turned around and went to the south of Wulong Mountain, and at the same time let the eight dart heads not have to wait for him, they can directly return to Ping'an County.

The eight darts had to obey the order, and after the horses had eaten the forage, they continued to head north in the direction of Ping'an County.

Ping'an County is the territory of the Long family, the Long family is the owner of the Wancheng Dart Bureau, to the territory of Ping'an County, it is equivalent to going home, the eight ordinary and cautious darts at this time are also somewhat relaxed, along the way unhurried, gossiping with each other, such as the good or bad of their respective dart games, or the recent situation of the children and disciples.

Suddenly, Li Darthead, who was walking in the front, grabbed the reins, raised his hand and made a gesture, the seven dart heads were all old rivers and lakes, and reacted instantly, and immediately reached out to put his hand on the handle of the long knife at his waist, but he did not immediately draw the knife. After all, there is a precedent for fewer darts in the past, and it is on its own territory, if it is a friend or foe, I am afraid it is not very good-looking.

A moment later, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness, at this time the sky had turned dark blue, the east was white, through the faint morning light, it was vaguely visible that this was a young man, a long sheathed knife across the shoulders and the back of the neck, hands on the handle and the tail of the scabbard respectively, looking quite frivolous.

Li Dart looked at the person in front of him, his face gradually became solemn, but he still followed the rules of the rivers and lakes, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Wancheng Dart Bureau is passing by, polite!"

After that, Zhang Darttou, who was beside him, took out a small money bag from his coat, which contained ten Taiping coins, that is, three hundred taels of silver, and after throwing the money bag far away, he raised his voice and said, "Talk about your heart, not respect!"

The young swordsman didn't even look at the money bag that fell not far in front of him, and his body didn't move.

The eight dart heads still don't understand, one of them has no darts, the second has arrived at their own territory, and the third does not collect cash, which means that most of the people who come are seeking revenge and killing, and it is no longer a matter of more money and less money.

Only the sound of drawing knives could be heard, and eight long knives were unsheathed at the same time, glowing with a cold light in the skylight.

The young swordsman grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, which looked particularly infiltrating in the current environment.

The next moment, without any nonsense, the swordsman had already begun to rush forward, and the whole person seemed to be a phantom, and he came to Li Darthead in an instant.

Li Darttou didn't react at all, and before he even had time to raise the long knife in his hand to block, he was cut off with a knife.

In the faint light, a stream of blood spurted upwards to a height of more than a foot, and then a headless corpse fell from the horse's back to the ground.

The young swordsman flicked his wrist, and the blood on the blade suddenly splashed an arc of scarlet blood on the ground, and his gloomy gaze swept over everyone, making the other seven darts all feel like they were terrified.

The speed of that knife just now is really terrifying.

Among the eight of them, with this Li Dart's cultivation being the highest, he is only one step away from the Bao Dan Realm, but he is still not the enemy of this person's sword, so what kind of cultivation will the person who comes?

The seven dart heads glanced at each other, even if they didn't need to speak, they knew that the cultivation of the people in front of them was very high, even if the seven of them joined forces, they would not be able to defeat them, for today's plan, it is to escape separately, how many people can run, after all, this is already the territory of Ping'an County, not far away is the Long family's mansion, as long as they flee there, they will have their own big owners to call the shots for them.

After a glance of contact, the seven darts did not hesitate, threw away the torches in their hands, and shook the reins of their horses, except for the direction where the young swordsman was, the seven of them rushed in seven directions.

The young swordsman smiled, his body moved like a ghost again, and instantly caught up with a dart head, the blade was as clear as snow, and the blade flashed with a strange red light, just a knife, and a wound about three feet long was cut on the back of the dart head, directly dividing the spine into two halves.

Then he swept again, and in an instant he came to the back of the horse of the third darthead, and stabbed the dart head in the back of the heart, the tip of the knife peeking through his chest, and blood dripping from his chest.

When the corpse fell off the horse, he stood upright on the horse's back, and then used a thousand pound fall, and the horse could not bear it at once, and fell on all fours, and his back collapsed, and he could not live.

The young swordsman landed lightly, looked at the five darts who were already running away, and chuckled, "Can you run?"

As soon as the words fell, he began to run wildly, not chasing a certain dart head in a straight line, but relying on his ghostly speed, he forced a huge arc trajectory, and these dart heads who fled separately happened to be on this arc.

He wants to kill all the eight darts of the Wancheng dart game with his own strength, and not let go of a single live mouth.

As he boasted in front of the young lady, it was neat and tidy.

If you let people go, what is it called clean?

This person is Sun Hu, who came here to kill people on the orders of the palace officials.

Sun Hu has always looked down on the life and death of others, but he has always taken the palace official's orders very seriously, since the palace official asked him to kill, then he must be twelve points good.

When he first met the palace official, he said that he wanted to marry her, and the palace official was not angry or happy with him, a guy with "wolf ambition", but just said a "oh" word lightly, which made Sun Hu, who has always been higher than the sky, feel what it means to ignore and contempt for the first time in his life.

At that time, he suddenly understood that for these lofty heavenly pride, a little person like him, who was born between the small and the end of the market, even if he had some opportunities and abilities, as long as he had never reached the level of the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal, he was just a chess piece after all. And that Purple Mansion Sword Immortal may not have no background, otherwise how could he reach the top of the Shaoxuan List at such a young age?

Because of this, he was determined to devote himself to the disciples of the Maiden Sect.

Although there are very few outstanding men in the Lady Sect, it is generally the prosperity of yin and yang, everything is decided by a group of women, especially the women to control the world, the best of the ancestors in the past dynasties, there is no lack of famous ministers, famous people in history, and more ancestors were once the queen, with the body of a woman in the secret to promote the development of the general trend of the world, it can be seen that the women of the Lady Sect are powerful, but everything is not without exception, and there is a person called "Blood Knife" in the Lady Sect today The man's master, whose real name is Ning Yi, was a Confucian disciple in his early years, and later joined the Lady Sect for some reason, for more than ten years, he has been crisscrossing the Western Regions, those who follow me are prosperous, and those who oppose me die, and there are countless blood debts under the knife.

Sun Hu worshipped under this person's door, and learned the "Twelve Styles of Blood Knife" and "Purple Blood Skill" from his hands, and also got this "blood".

And because he couldn't stand the contempt of the palace officials for him at the beginning, he chose to follow the palace officials, using the knife in his hand to prove that he was not a useless person, and then one day, he would overwhelm this high-ranking woman under him.

However, for the current Sun Hu, this day is still a little too far away, and it is better to be low and small, and do things with all his heart, otherwise with that woman's temperament, he will really let him spit out two "Blood Dragon Pills".

At this moment, Sun Hu, who had drawn a huge arc, had already come to the side of the fourth dart, and without half a bit of nonsense, he directly split the man and the horse in half with a knife.

Then he didn't stop and continued to run.

In the next short period of less than a stick of incense, he raised his knife and fell, like chopping melons and vegetables, killing seven of the eight Wancheng dart heads, leaving only the last person, just at the end of this big arc, still beating horses and galloping, seeing that he was about to cross Wulong Mountain.

Sun Hu smiled coldly, and was about to kill him with a knife.

If it were in normal times, he might still have a little leisure to play a cat and mouse trick, but today it is not good, one is on someone else's territory, he has to rush back to clean up the mess after killing people, and the other is that the young lady must have other instructions, so he must deal with this matter before dawn, and then rush back to the young lady's side.

Just as he was killing with a knife, at the end of the post road, a carriage with a starry night came.