"Dead !!"

"No one is allowed to insult their master!"

The Seven Sword Guards were like seven black shadows, and they suddenly attacked in front of Mu Yimu Er.

The long swords they clenched in their hands stabbed out at the same time!

"Whew!"

A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded!

The sword is as fast as lightning!

Mu Yimu Er was suddenly startled.

Sly!

This swordsmanship is really weird!

Its angle is so tricky and creepy, like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, suddenly bursting out!

Now, they can be sure that these Seven Sword Guards are not ordinary people!

"Get out of here!!"

Mu Yi looked at the long sword that stabbed at him, and suddenly let out a roar!

"Even if your swordsmanship is weird, it is not vulnerable to my absolute power!"

His hands broke through the air and flew out like a dragon!

He wanted to snatch the opponent's sword empty-handed.

Without a sword, the other party is like a toothless tiger, and it can't make any waves at all!

Mu Yi is also quite an old and spicy master, and he shoots with a fierce wind.

Fast!

Permit!

Vicious!

If it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have been scared by him a long time ago!

But it's a pity that he is facing the Seven Sword Guards!

Their hearts are like cold iron, and they are not shaken by it at all!

"Come !! me"

Mu Yi grabbed the hilt of the sword, and then suddenly exerted force, wanting to snatch the long sword away.

But soon, his complexion changed.

"You...... Your power!"

Motionless!

He couldn't pull the sword!

Hell yes!

"Poof!"

At this time, the sharp blade pierced his shoulder directly, bringing up bursts of blood!

Mu Yi is injured!

And the injury is very serious!

The crimson blood gushed out like a spring!

"Damn it!"

Murong Jing's complexion in the rear immediately changed.

He never thought that the famous Murong Wei would now fall into the disadvantage!

"Could it be that there really is going to be an accident?"

Murong Jing clenched his fists tightly, and a sense of uneasiness spread wildly!

"The slaughter begins!"

The Seven Sword Guard's eyes were sharp, and at the same time, they burst out with powerful power.

"Whew!"

The long sword in his hand danced wildly, like a silver snake, dazzling!

"Puff !!"

A chilling voice rang out.

The blade cut off Mu Yi's arm directly!

Immediately after, blood splattered and then sprinkled in the air!

That arm fell to the ground!

"Poof!"

One of Mu Er's legs was pierced by a sharp blade, and then it was also ruthlessly cut off!

Blood dripped and gathered on the ground into a bright red river!

Such a bloody and violent scene, the people who watched it were terrified!

"Defeated...... Defeated!!"

Mu Yi and Mu Er, the two of them have already become bloody people!

They fell to their knees, their bodies trembling constantly.

Suffocate!

The Seven Sword Guards gave them too strong a sense of suffocation!

"Kill!"

Lin Chen, who was in the rear, said coldly.

The Seven Sword Guards and the others glanced at each other, and without the slightest mercy from their subordinates, they cut off Mu Yimu Er's head!

Although they are just a group of eleven or twelve-year-old children, they are no longer ordinary people who have cultivated the "Demon Killing Technique"!

That heart is harder than steel!

"You, you, you!"

Murong Jing's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

He's dead!

Mu Yi Mu Er died like this!?

This result is completely different from what he imagined, okay?

Looking at the seven people standing straight in front of him with swords, he felt a strong sense of fear in his heart.

Goo!

Swallowing saliva wildly couldn't calm the throbbing in his heart.

"Do you have any regrets now?"

Lin Chen touched his chin.

"Plop!"

Murong Jing didn't hesitate at all, and immediately fell to his knees, kowtowing frantically and begging for mercy.

"Lin Chen, let me go! I know my mistake! I won't dare to provoke you in the future!"

He's telling the truth!

After experiencing this incident, he no longer dared to have the slightest idea about Lin Chen!

Avenge?

Please, this is a human life, okay!

Don't say if he can beat Lin Chen, even if he can, he doesn't have the guts of this dog!

"I'm sorry. ”

Lin Chen smiled elegantly, "I have never been merciful to the enemy. ”

"Tick!"

Sweat slid down his forehead!

Murong Jing's tears, snot, and urine flowed out together,

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... I'm from the Murong family......"

Perhaps, the three words of the Murong family can shock nine out of ten people in the world, but unfortunately, Lin Chen is the one who is left.

"I'm sorry again. ”

The smile on Lin Chen's face changed from elegant to cruel,

"I kill people, and I never care about the identity of the other person. ”

"In my eyes, there are only those who should be killed and those who should not be killed. ”

"And you- the one who should be killed!"

Murong Jing's eyes bulged, as if they were about to burst.

Find a way!

Hurry up and figure it out!

If you don't hurry up, the other party will have to do it!

Wait a minute!

Pregnant!

Scholars!

A Thousand Army Sons!

Murong Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

However, Lin Chen spoke one step ahead of him,

"I know there's someone behind you, but do I care?"

Will it care?

Do you care?

Huh?

Is it?

The voice kept echoing in Murong Jing's mind.

He finally had a complete breakdown.

"Poof!"

The sword brought a chill glow, and then a blood flower spurted out.

The head hits the ground!

Murong Jing, die!

Now, there were three heads placed in front of Lin Chen.

They were neatly organized, like a family.

"Give these three heads to the master behind Murong Jing!"

Lin Chen smiled slightly.

Like a ghost, the Seven Sword Guards disappeared in an instant.

The three heads also disappeared together.

The Murong family.

Main Hall.

Murong Shi stood respectfully.

In front of him was an emaciated man.

The man's complexion was sickly pale, and his eyebrows and eyes were narrow, giving a strong sense of gloom.

He is that Murong Qianjun!

"Oh, yes. ”

Murong Shi remembered something, smiled and said,

"Master, I've already asked someone to deal with that Lin Chen. ”

"Hmm. ”

Murong Qianjun has a calmness that is not suitable for his age.

He nodded faintly,

"Lin Chen is just a small role, so you don't need to report to me in the future. ”

Although he said that his dog Qi Zhengyan died in the hands of the other party, he was still an ant after all!

"I understand. ”

Murong Shi lowered his head.

He couldn't understand why he was talking about such a trivial matter.

However, the name Lin Chen seems to have some kind of magic.

I can't tell, and I can't tell.

At that moment, a figure flashed, and a large brown wooden box appeared on the table.

"Huh!?"

Murong Shi was startled, "Who is it!?"

There was silence all around.

He fixed his gaze on the wooden box.

"Open. ”

Murong Qianjun calmly gave his order.

The wooden box opened, and a strong smell of blood came to my face.

Three human heads come into view.

Murong Shi's face suddenly became gloomy!

(End of chapter)