Chapter 183: It was Miss Zhao

If you have to find a word to describe the three or three girls at this moment, then the most appropriate one is undoubtedly "Tiger into the flock".

Her fighting style is quite similar to the earlier time when Wuxin was still in Chang'an City, but under closer examination, they are two completely different styles, if Wuxin has achieved the ultimate that a forest beast can do, then she has achieved the ultimate that a human killer can do.

What the two have in common is that they are all the same calm, the same agility, the same extreme pursuit of one-hit lethality in battle, and the same no moves, every move they make is for the simplest two words, that is, "killing".

If Heartless relied on her almost unpredictable prophetic, beast-like terrifying instincts to fight, so she was deadly, and even had a hint of brutality that belonged to beasts, then she had done everything perfectly!

There is not the slightest fancy move, even every move has its meaning, and every shot, it must be towards the enemy's most vulnerable and deadly parts, even if it can't be fatal with one blow, it is necessary to ensure that the opponent is abolished as quickly as possible, so that the opponent loses the ability to resist.

After the three girls rushed to the short body, their right foot was gently hooked up, and they kicked up a piece of yellow sand, and the two people who were close to her in front of them wanted to do it, but they were suddenly blinded by the dust, and they couldn't see anything clearly, and they lost the trace of the little girl, and suddenly panicked, but before they could figure out where the other party was, the fragile throat was a pain.

The two wounds were extremely thin, but the blood lines that hurt deeply spread from their throats to both sides, and the two of them didn't care about anything else, just stopped the wound with the true qi in their bodies and continued to expand, and then there was a sharp pain in their hearts, and the two subconsciously lowered their heads, but their back knees lost control, their knees were weak, they were unable to kneel, and the blood was scattered, and it was already an ending of closing their eyes and waiting for death.

It turned out that just now, these two people not only had their throats cut open, but even their hands and tendons were all broken, and the whole process was as simple and fast as cooking, and I don't know how many people she had killed, and how deep her understanding of the human body was, so that she would have such a stable and ruthless means.

One was knocked down, and the two people lying on the ground were completely shrouded in fear, and wanted to open their mouths for help, but their throats were cut, but they couldn't even make a sound, so they could only squeeze out a faint "cluck" sound from their mouths, as if two pieces of leather were slowly rubbing, but this was a person's last cry for help before he died.

As for the initiator of all this, he has now rushed to the next goal.

The three girls hung their hands, and there were sharp blades hidden on their ten fingers, but they didn't know what kind of material it was, not only did it break through the true qi defense and the martial person's body as easily and naturally as cutting through paper, but there was no reflection of light in this blue sky and white day, plus she was extremely fast, and her body was very thin, not to mention that the opponent could keep up with her actions, it was difficult to catch her traces with her eyes alone.

Kicking under her feet, surrounded by sand and dust, this is the little girl deliberately disrupting the battlefield in this way, and she is incarnated as a hunter, hiding in it, every time she shoots, it will inevitably bring a bloody light, and others only hear the screams continuously, but they don't know what is happening.

It was only a matter of time, and when the smoke and dust finally cleared, only a dozen or so warm corpses remained, and the little girl in her shabby sheepskin fur was long gone.

It's as terrifying as a ghost asking for your life!

A group of martial artists from the fourth-grade and fifth-grade realms of the True Martial Palace, if they were in other places, they were all high-powered by the squires, but in her hands, they didn't even have the most basic strength to fight back, just like slaughtering chickens and dogs, unstoppable!

In fact, there is nothing to be surprised about, after all, this little girl whose real age is the same age as Li Qingchen, who is only not tall because of her childhood experience, is the third on the list of the most mysterious people!

Looking at the other side, after being snatched away by the Sansan girl with her bare hands, Ling Yueyan, who was sluggish for a while, did not suffer because of this, because there was a person who stopped in front of her when there was no room for it, and blocked Li Qingchen's palm for her, this person was none other than Zhao Jin, who was known for showing people in men's clothes!

The two of them slapped each other, and the translucent Nanming Separation Fire and the pitch-black Burning World Demon Flame consumed each other, dissipating almost at the same time, but Li Qingchen couldn't help but take three steps back, while Zhao Jin only took one step back.

Seeing this, Zhao Jin frowned slightly.

I never thought that I hadn't seen him for a few months, this person was a few points stronger, just imagine that when he was in Chang'an, the three of them couldn't match him, but this time the gap between him and himself was not big, and what surprised her even more was that the disgusting black flame on the other party could match the Nanming Lihuo that could burn everything, and this kind of growth speed, even she felt a little palpitations.

After forcibly stopping his steps back, Li Qingchen straightened up again, and couldn't help but snort lightly: "Heh, your True Martial Palace is really doing all kinds of evil, and the matter of Chang'an can still be said to be a battle of ideas, but what does this mean now?

Zhao Jin's heart ached slightly, and her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled even tighter, she didn't know why she had such a strange feeling, but her strong temperament since she was sensible made her even more disgusted with the young man in front of her, and immediately said coldly: "I do things in the True Martial Palace, and it's not your turn to point fingers!"

Li Qingchen raised his head, let out a sigh, and immediately showed a hideous look.

"Yes, whatever you want to do, I just need to kill you all!"

He pushed it out with one hand, and the pitch-black as ink, viscous as liquid as the Burning World Demon Flame suddenly turned into a three-zhang long hideous black snake, and rushed towards Zhao Jin, and the latter would not show weakness, and immediately pinched his sword finger, and the translucent Nanming Lihuo in his body evolved into the true form of the Vermilion Bird, and fought with the menacing black snake.

The black snake spits out the letter, the Vermilion Bird probes the claws, the two most domineering flames in the world collide in mid-air, and suddenly explode into a brilliant and dangerous firework, and the person who was accidentally contaminated next to him turned into a cloud of ashes almost instantly, burning all along with the flesh, muscles, bones, skin, and flesh, including the true qi and soul!

Seeing that it affected his own people, Zhao Jin couldn't bear it in his heart, and was about to use another means to divide the battlefield, but he saw that Li Qingchen was covered with sticky black flames, piercing out of the cloud of smoke and dust, and when he was the first kick, he jumped back, calmly dodged, and a few strands of hair flew in the air, but they were cut off by Li Qingchen's legs, and they were burned into ashes in an instant.

With one foot on the ground, Li Qingchen took advantage of this force to rush forward again, flicking his five fingers in succession, and several pitch-black fireballs burst forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Jin led with one hand, Nan Ming Lihuo and the Burning World Demon Flame collided, but they were evenly divided, and the two were annihilated almost at the same time, and she also rushed forward, the two faced each other, and there was a sense of determination in their eyes!

Li Qingchen is because he already has an irresolvable grudge with the other party, while Zhao Jin has always wanted to cut off the root of the strange throbbing in his heart, one side is revenge, the other side is martial arts, young girls and girls, they don't leave their hands!

The two of them fought against each other, but Li Qingchen suffered a loss in the missing arm, the left defense gap was too big, and the shoulder suddenly took a solid punch from the opponent, but the right fist showed the Heavenly Death Fist method, and the fighting spirit was high, but it overwhelmed Zhao Jin, not only knocked away her left fist, but even slapped the opponent's chest, and the two of them fell backwards almost at the same time.

Li Qingchen looked strange, and he didn't even bother to check the injury, so he couldn't help but blurt out: "You are a woman?"

Although it can't be seen on the surface, the feeling of the palm just now is really full, so Li Qingchen dares to be sure that the other party is a woman dressed as a man, just a strip of cloth to tie his chest, but he doesn't want to be hit by mistake and know the truth.

Not to mention being taken advantage of by the opponent, and being exposed in public, Zhao Jin's face was still cold, and there was no shyness that a normal woman should have, but there was a little more annoyance in her eyes, and there was a tremor in her voice that she had not even noticed.

"What does it have to do with you?"

This time he shot out with anger, and suddenly there were endless Nan Ming pouring out from the flames, vowing to burn the disciple in front of him to ashes!

Seeing this, Li Qingchen didn't choose to take it hard, and two black wings suddenly appeared behind him, just a light fan, and flew into the sky, but before he could catch his breath in the air, a fiery red shadow also flew up in the same way, and its speed was faster He was three points, and with a diagonal kick, he flipped his whole person and flew out.

Here, Li Qingchen finally stabilized his body in the air, but before he could come back to his senses, he was hit hard in the face again, which made him dizzy, and he couldn't even see things clearly, but this time his body's reaction was also extremely fast, and he immediately reached out with one hand, grabbed the other party, and clamped the other party's left arm that he didn't have time to retract around his waist, and then hit the other party's face with a hammer, and Zhao Jin also kicked Li Qingchen in the chest, and the two separated again.

"Phew!"

Li Qingchen shook his still somewhat dizzy head slightly, and then spat out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and then smiled at the other side: "Girl, don't think that if you are a woman, I won't dare to kill you." ”

After the black hair crown that Zhao Jin used to tie her hair on weekdays was unceremoniously knocked off by Li Qingchen, the soft green silk was scattered, which finally gave her a little more delicate appearance that an ordinary daughter should have.

Her eyes were cold and full of murderous intent, she stretched out her hand, tore off the clothes at the wrist of her left hand, tied the hair that had fallen down with strips of cloth behind her head, and then said coldly.

"It's better to do this, so that you don't have to do your best before you die. ”