Chapter 81: Flying Swords Mow the Grass

"And it seems that no one has ever been attacked by the Psychic at night. ”

Yao Tai's eyes lit up.

Yao Muyun's expression moved slightly.

"So the people of the past dreamed of the ...... of manifestation in one night"

Song Yuan took over the words, his tone mocking.

"In order to make many people dream of manifesting their spirits overnight, the demon probably spent a lot of foot strength, but I am afraid that it was a non-stop running all night that day. ”

"Since demons know how to stealth, we need to prepare in advance. ”

Yao Muyun said in a deep voice.

While the three of them were talking.

"Master, it's not good!"

The servants of the house came in a panic.

"Many soldiers came from outside, surrounded our Yao Mansion, and told us to hand over the murderers who killed people and blasphemed the gods in the street. ”

"Soldiers, isn't it a matter of catching people quickly?"

Yao Tai looked puzzled.

"Soldier ......"

Yao Muyun seemed to think of something, and his eyes burst out with a killing intent.

Outside Yao's mansion, thousands of soldiers surrounded the mansion.

A man with black circles under his eyes and floating under his feet, as if his body had been hollowed out by wine, looked at a sedan chair, his eyes were afraid, his voice trembled, and he arched his hand.

"Lord Miaozhu, it is not my fault that my wife was not sent to Xiantong Temple.

Please let the Manifest God not be angry with me. ”

After a while, a cold and low voice came from the sedan chair.

"Sun Gongzi, it depends on your performance. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Sun Jun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly responded.

"I will definitely help Lord Miaozhu to kill the murderers who dare to kill the people of the Xiantong Temple, and then send my wife to the Xiantong Temple to be baptized by the Xiantong God. ”

"Hmm. ”

The person in the sedan chair hummed and said.

"These servants I carry the sedan chair have martial arts, and they will help you. ”

Sun Jun looked at several fierce and vicious men and nodded quickly.

"Thank you, Miaozhu. ”

Two people walked out of Yao's mansion.

Song Yuan and Yao Muyun stood at the gate of Yao's mansion, their expressions calm, their eyes scanning, and they looked at the soldiers in armor who were standing densely all over the streets.

Both of them finally stopped on the sedan chair guarded by several martial arts masters, and their eyes froze.

"Brother Song, we haven't gone to find the demon yet, but it seems that he came first. ”

Yao Muyun's eyes were cold.

"After all, his men died at my hands. “

Song Yuan's face did not fluctuate, and he said slowly.

"The demon is powerful and does whatever he wants in Xiaoshan Mansion, and he is afraid that this kind of thing has not happened in the past, so he is naturally angry. ”

Yao Muyun's gaze turned and fell on Sun Jun and the rest of the soldiers.

"Deal with these people first, and then you and I will kill the demons!"

"Good. Song Yuan nodded.

"The love jade pendant I gave Wan Niang, was it you who broke it?"

Yao Muyun's expression was cold, staring at Sun Jun.

Although Su Wanniang didn't say Yu Pei, he could guess who else could there be besides Sun Jun.

Sun Jun was stared at by Yao Muyun's cold gaze, feeling a cool air rising from the back of his neck, and his feet couldn't help but feel weak.

But thinking that there was a Xiantong Temple Temple with vast magical powers similar to an immortal sitting in the sedan chair beside him, he suddenly became bold again, straightened his waist, and sneered.

"What's the matter, after marrying me, that slut didn't keep her way, and cried day and night at that jade pendant, which made people feel angry when they looked at it.

Not only did I drop the jade pendant, but I even scolded her when I was fine, if it wasn't for her beauty, I would have beaten her to death!"

"You're looking for death!"

Yao Muyun's eyes burst with cold killing intent, and he said word by word.

"Today I will break your body to pieces!"

"Ten thousand broken corpses?"

Sun Jun sneered disdainfully.

"Look at who has broken whom!

"Kill me!"

"Kill!"

Thousands of soldiers shouted loudly, their expressions were fierce, their momentum was like a mountain, and they stepped forward with guns like a tide!

Yao Muyun's eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth to spit out!

Shout!

Two red rays flew out of his mouth at great speed!

Two flying swords with a length of several inches exuded an astonishing sharp sword intent, like two sharp arrows that were difficult to catch with the naked eye, dragging the red mang, and quickly piercing through the body of a soldier!

"Ahhh

The armor on the soldier's body was like paper paste under the two flying swords, and a miserable scream resounded through the long street!

Puff puff!

A puff of blood mist burst out and joined together.

Thousands of soldiers are falling at a flying speed!

Killing is like mowing grass!

It's even faster than mowing the lawn!

In just an instant, hundreds of soldiers fell and turned into corpses.

Before Yao's Mansion, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river!

A total slaughter!

In almost a breath, thousands of soldiers were almost killed!

"Hex!

It's definitely sorcery!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Run!!"

The rest of the soldiers, seeing this hellish scene in front of them, collapsed in fright, were dominated by fear, screamed in terror, turned around and fled!

Shout!

The two red rays turned into two sword pills and flew back.

Yao Muyun's eyes are like cold stars, his hair is tied with wooden hairpins, the white robe on his body is windless, and the two sword pills in his hands are spinning and flying, just like a sword immortal!

"How is that possible?"

Sun Jun, who was arrogant before, looked at the blood and corpses all around, his face was pale and unbelievable, his legs were weak, he couldn't move when he stood still, and he couldn't even speak.

He raised his head and met Yao Muyun's murderous gaze.

"Rao...... Rao ......"

Sun Jun looked frightened, his feet were weak, he knelt on the ground, no longer his previous arrogant appearance, and stumbled.

"You want me to spare you, no way!"

Yao Muyun remembered the suffering Su Wanniang had suffered over the years, and her eyes were full of anger and murder.

He stretched out his hand and shouted

"Today I will kill you!"

The sword pill turned into a flying sword, with a red mang, and it was killed in the air!

"Miaozhu Lord save me!"

Sun Jun's eyes were extremely frightened, and his voice was sharp and asked for help.

"Kill!"

Several martial arts masters, with hideous eyes and fierce expressions, jumped up and waved their swords, wanting to cut down the flying sword!

Yao Muyun's eyes froze.

In mid-air, the flying sword suddenly surged in speed, making a sonic boom!

Several martial arts masters were killed instantly before they had time to react, and the blood hole in their hearts was broken, and they turned into corpses and fell to the ground!

Whoosh!

Two flying swords slowly swirled around Sun Jun, who was kneeling on the ground!

Sun Jun looked at the two flying swords in horror, his body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move.

Yao Muyun's eyes were cold, and his palms gradually clenched.

The flying sword spun faster and faster!

The red mangs are connected together, forming a red mang's whirlwind.

"No...... You're going to kill me!"

In the red whirlwind, Sun Jun's frightened voice came.

Yao Muyun's eyes were cold and indifferent, and his palms clenched violently.

The red mang's whirlwind suddenly contracted inward!

Ahhh

A terrible scream.

A large puddle of blood mist suddenly exploded!

"If you say that you are broken into ten thousand pieces, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Yao Muyun's eyes were cold, and his mouth was lightly thought.

The two red rays turned into sword pills and flew back into his palm.

Look at the original Sun Jun has disappeared in the same place, turning into a piece of flesh and blood!

Call!

Yao Muyun slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He only felt the twelve years of depression in his chest, and with this breath, he was spit out.

Yao Muyun looked at Song Yuan.

Song Yuan glanced at him.

The two of them were the same, their expressions were solemn, and their eyes were locked on the sedan chair between the blood and corpses on the ground!