"Ahem......"

Xu Feifei coughed twice after all, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Nie Changliu turned his head, his face full of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention just now." ”

The corners of Xu Feifei's mouth twitched, she really didn't want to speak, and she couldn't speak, if it weren't for her physique, she might have vomited blood and died directly after being thrown like this just now, and she didn't know whether this person was here to save her, or if she did it casually, she rolled her eyes and didn't move.

That group of killers were all professionally trained, and they couldn't figure out Nie Changliu's strength, but now that their goal had been achieved, the leader quickly stepped back and shouted, "Retreat!"

The killer organization is different from other organizations, they have no belief in avenging their own people, they only focus on completing the task, and even, they are not actually a team, but they are just temporarily put together for the task, but these killers are all trained in an assembly line, and any few of them can make the most precise cooperation in the shortest time.

With the leader's order, those killers all set off in unison and fled into the distance, scattering in all directions, no two people walked in one direction, which is also the best way to escape, if the opponent's strength is not enough to crush, this way of escape is the most economical, as for the one who is targeted, it can only rely on the destiny of heaven.

It's a pity that they met Nie Changliu this time, the number one great cultivator on the rookie list, someone who can compete with the great cultivators of the Second Realm, not to mention, this time Nie Changliu directly took out the Sauvignon Blanc that had not been touched for a long time, and the purple flames were like crazy demons, slashing through the night, splashing clouds of blood.

In the dark night, Nie Changliu turned into a god of death, burning with demonic flames in all directions, and the surging true qi locked a radius of more than ten zhang, quickly passing through, every knife went down, it was a torn corpse, and the smell of blood shrouded the night.

A silver-white whip fell out, glowing in the night, very conspicuous, Xu Feifei suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she was surprised: "How could it be you?"

This whip, she is very familiar with, it was many years ago, a down-and-out little beggar with a silver long whip, was bullied by a few gentlemen in Tuyang City, because the long whip is a very good weapon, and the owner of the whip is very down-and-out, and the martial arts are just some fancy fists and embroidered legs.

There are many things on the rivers and lakes where the husband is innocent and guilty, but Xu Feifei just can't get used to it, and she helped the little beggar.

However, the beggar is an exception, she will never forget the unruly eyes of the beggar, obviously just an ordinary person who has no internal strength, but even she, the eldest lady of the dignified Xu Xing Dart Bureau, was frightened.

She remembered that person, very arrogant, although she couldn't figure out what kind of arrogance that person had, but she really couldn't forget it, she couldn't forget it for so many years, because, for so many years, she had never met anyone who could impress her so deeply.

The man cut off a piece of the silver whip, handed it to her, and said very seriously, and returned the favor.

She kept the whip, but she couldn't remember what the person's name was, she only remembered that pair of eyes, bloodthirsty appearance, made her afraid, other than that, she couldn't remember anything, what the other party said, this as a token, where to find it, she naturally didn't pay attention to it.

Shi Zhi dripping water, retribution springs, this kind of thing, often only exists in the book, Xu Feifei has never fantasized, but now, she found that it seems that this kind of thing has really happened, that man, it seems to be the little beggar back then, after many years, like a demon god, appeared in front of her.

She was a little flustered, a little difficult to accept!

......

In a ruined temple in the forest, a ray of light suddenly appeared behind the Buddha statue, and a figure slowly appeared, it was a man with a long sword in his hand, a little sloppy, light steps, slowly walked out of the broken temple, and murmured: "What a strong demonic qi, not bad, not bad." ”

Immediately, the sword-wielding man disappeared like a ghost, and flew towards the place where the demonic flames were waves.

Similarly, in the camp, Gu Qingci, who was talking to Qin Keqing, was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked in the direction where Nie Changliu left, frowned, looked at Qin Keqing, and said, "Changliu is in trouble now." ”

"He used the magic knife Sauvignon Blanc. ”

Qin Keqing was still the same as usual, obviously asking, but it sounded like a statement, if it wasn't for Gu Qingci understanding Qin Keqing, it would be impossible to know that Qin Keqing was asking.

He shook his head and said, "I just felt a wisp of sword intent, which was quite strong, and it was fleeting. ”

......

When Nie Changliu cut off the head of the last killer, he turned around and went back to help Xu Feifei, looked at Xu Feifei's dull gaze, slowly picked up the silver long whip that fell, and said: "I am the person you lived back then, I don't know if you remember me, but I Nie Changliu will remember it for the rest ......of my life."

At this moment, Nie Changliu's back suddenly straightened, and the cold sweat of the bean was the size of a bean, and it actually overflowed his forehead in an instant.

"Bang"

Xu Feifei was once again thrown to the ground by Nie Changliu, she couldn't say a dirty word in her heart, a mouthful of blood came out of her mouth again, and the white eyes couldn't be rolled anymore.

Nie Changliu turned around stiffly, and in the dark night, deep in the woods, a figure slowly walked out, holding a sword in his arms.

The man was quiet, but Nie Changliu's heart was surging.

The man walked out so slowly, but Nie Changliu felt a deep sword intent, a sword intent that made him panic, and he had a feeling that as long as the person took out the sword, it would only take a moment for him to die.

Nie Changliu has not seen a master, Gu Qingci, who has been following a sword slashing master for a long time, has one more sword riddle Qin Keqing during this time, these two are the top sword masters in the world, no one dares to say that the kendo attainments will be higher than these two people, and Nie Changliu does not believe that there can be a higher existence in the world than Gu Qingci and Qin Keqing.

However, now the person in front of him is different, Nie Changliu is afraid in the face of this person, not because this person will be stronger than Gu Qingci, but because of this person's sword intent, Nie Changliu feels that it is death, that is, he will die when he takes out the sword, this is the sword intent of a sword to seal his throat.

Nie Changliu stared at the man holding the sword, Sauvignon Blanc emitted waves of demonic energy, he was accumulating strength, in the face of this person, he didn't want to escape, only by fighting to the death, maybe there was hope.

"Bang"

The sword-bearer suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

There was a corpse there, which was cut off by Nie Changliu and killed the killer.