Poof! Blood splattered, and the guard's entire body was split from head to toe by a sword.

"Who!" A group of guards next to him saw it, and their faces changed drastically, and they quickly pulled out their weapons and pounced on the mysterious killer.

Lu Chen held the Coiling Dragon Divine Sword in his hand, and rushed into the group of guards in a flash, without saying a word, and instantly opened a killing ring.

A spear came out of the hole like a dragon, spinning and stabbing around, Lu Chen dodged sideways, swung his sword upward, and directly wiped a bloody mark on the guard's neck.

Poof! The wound burst open, blood gushed out, and the guard's eyes widened and he collapsed weakly.

The two guards in front of him staggered with swords at the same time, Lu Chen's body shook twice, avoided it with two sword blades, jumped up by stepping on the guardrail, and kicked one of the guards away, the man broke through the guardrail and smashed down the attic, killing him on the spot.

The dragon's soft sword wrapped around the head of the other guard, and he pulled the sword violently, poof! A head rose into the sky, and blood from the wound rushed wildly.

The corridor aisle was very narrow, and a group of guards pounced and completely blocked the corridor, but there were not many guards who rushed towards Lu Chen head-on.

Three in the front, two in the back!

Lu Chen's steps twisted like a ghost, like a butterfly wearing flowers, he dodged like a butterfly, took a step to the left, turned to the right, his figure was as slippery as a loach, and the weapons of those guards couldn't touch the corners of his clothes at all!

"Ahh

"Kill him!"

"There are assassins!"

Hearing the sound of slashing in the northwest corner of the corridor, it immediately alarmed the entire mansion, and all the guards patrolling the courtyard flocked to the attic, and rushed to the location where the killer appeared one by one.

Lu Chen didn't panic at all, holding the Coiling Dragon Divine Sword and constantly slashing out, each sword easily killing a guard, and the crowd couldn't stop his slaughter at all.

The place he walked was completely a bloody road.

The bleak sword light flashed, and it would definitely take a life, which was simply a nightmare for the guards.

He jumped up in the air on the guardrail with a vigorous body, rushing into the guards, like a tiger entering a wolf pack, everywhere he went, flesh and blood flew sideways, and there were constantly screams.

The strange purple sword light flickered continuously, and it was extremely dazzling in the dark night, and in front of this sharpened iron sword, the bodies of those guards were as fragile as paper paste and vulnerable.

There was no way, Lu Chen's soft sword was too weird, and it was unfolded, full of an aura like the wind

The soft sword is a combination of rigidity and softness, different from ordinary swords, and is mainly used for basic moves such as winding, rolling, stabbing, picking, and wiping.

After being infused with the Innate True Yuan, the soft sword can also be slashed like an ordinary sword, opening and closing!

Especially after he comprehended the wind of all things, the soft sword was more handy and easy to use.

His soft sword was terrifyingly fast, slashing out several swords in an instant, each sword containing a change, incomparably weird and unpredictable.

The guards can block the first sword, but they can't block the second sword at all.

Lu Chen turned over and kicked a man behind him, smashing into a piece.

The lean figure was like a swimming dragon, moving rapidly, like a fluttering wind.

The whole person rushed into the crowd, and the coiling dragon soft sword was like the sickle of death, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the guards, and the attack was extremely ruthless and merciless.

"Stop him, stop him, go and report to the master!"

"Don't let him break into the attic!" a stout young man who looked like the leader of the guards stood at the back of the corridor, yelling frantically and sweating profusely. Seeing the subordinates who kept dying, I felt a chill in my heart.

Who is this God of Killing?

How abrupt

Ran rushed into the attic and killed, so that they were not prepared at all, especially the other party's demonic purple soft sword was too terrifying.

His brothers were like chopping melons and vegetables in front of each other, as fragile as wheat, and they couldn't stop each other at all.

Brush, brush, brush! One after another, the bleak sword light lit up, and one after another the guards fell one after another, and a pool of blood spread along the corridor, which was shocking, and there was no one in the entire corridor at all.

The guards still pounced on them with no fear of death, and a knife slashed wildly at the mysterious killer with a silver mask.

Lu Chen swung his sword, and countless demonic purple sword lights spread out like the wind, instantly splitting those guards who rushed in with their knives in half.

After slaughtering thirty or forty guards, Lu Chen's black robe was soaked with blood, and his mask was stained with a lot of blood, and his sharp eyes were even more terrifying.

On the corridor, mourning is everywhere, corpses are lying everywhere, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and the death is extremely miserable.

The rich bloody atmosphere quietly spread in the courtyard, and the autumn rain was pouring down, splashing poignant blood flowers on the ground, and the atmosphere at the moment was particularly strange.

Lu Chen held the Panlong Divine Sword in his hand, turned around suddenly, and when he saw those terrifying eyes, several guards who rushed in front of him were suddenly startled, and hurriedly retreated, their eyes full of horror.

Tick tock! Tick tock!

The blood slowly flowed down the Coiling Dragon Soft Sword, dripping on the floor, gently echoing in the ears of the guards, incomparably clear, making people feel cold all over their bodies.

"What are you afraid of, the other party is alone, kill him for Lao Tzu!" The commander of the guards stood in the crowd, and when he saw his subordinates constantly retreating, his lungs exploded.

Looking at Lu Chen's demon-like figure, how could these guards not be afraid, you must know that there were so many small corpses lying on the ground, but they were all killed by the mysterious master in front of them, it was a completely one-sided slaughter, and if they rushed forward rashly, wouldn't that be a death?

The commander of the guards saw that his subordinates were frightened by the other party, and hurriedly pointed at Lu Chen and shouted: "Take his head and reward him with a hundred taels of gold!"

There will be brave men under the reward!

Sure enough, the guards' eyes lit up when they heard the leader say this.

The guards, who were originally very timid, were instantly blinded by the high bounty, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly raised the long knife in their hands and pounced on Lu Chen again.

Phew! Lu Chen's figure suddenly lit up, and a bleak sword light lit up in vain, instantly passing several guards, and their heads suddenly flew up, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

When the guard commander saw Lu Chen appear in front of him, his eyes instantly widened, and he was suddenly frightened, and the beads of sweat the size of beans rolled from his forehead, and in a hurry, he suddenly swung a war knife and slashed at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen snorted coldly, slapped his left hand like lightning, and the terrifying force directly deformed the leader's head, slammed it on the wall, and half of his body crashed directly into the attic.

"Who!" On the top floor of the attic, Yu Wanxiong was enjoying singing, dancing and wine with his subordinate Lu Fei, looking intoxicated and happy, when he suddenly saw a person crashing in, and he was immediately scared into a cold sweat.

Immediately after, the attic door was kicked open, and a biting cold wind and slag killing intent instantly poured into the hall, frightening the group of singers one by one, screaming and hiding in the corner of the hall, shivering.

Yu Wanxiong jumped up from the soft couch, looked at the mysterious young man standing outside the house with a pale face, and said in horror: "Who is coming!"

"The one who wants your life!" Lu Chen said indifferently, the cold wind blew on him, lifted his robe and hunted, and stared at the other party with cold eyes as if staring at a dead person.

"It's not a long-sighted thing, this is Master Yu's home, who sent you over, get out!" Seeing Lu Chen, who suddenly appeared, the middle-aged man next to him suddenly scolded angrily

sounded, the arrogance was very arrogant, obviously not knowing what the situation was at the moment.

Lu Chen glanced at the other party, he remembered that it was this middle-aged man who ran to Guo's house during the day to make things difficult for Guo Xiuyun everywhere, burned her shop, and occupied the ancestral house, forcing the Guo family to be cornered, and almost the family was destroyed.

Such a despicable villain dares to show off his might in front of him, and he is simply asking for his own death.

brush, as soon as the figure moved, Lu Chen slashed a few zhang distance like a ghost, swept in front of the other party in the blink of an eye, and slammed a heavy fist into the opponent's abdomen.

Lu Fei was so shocked that he didn't have time to resist at all, the whole person was suddenly smashed and thrown up, slammed into the wall behind him, fell to the ground, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and he died after two convulsions.

The singers hiding in the corner were terrified one by one, and hurriedly avoided Lu Fei's corpse, their faces full of intimidation.

Lu Chen turned to look at Yu Wanxiong, his cold gaze was as cold as a knife, and the rich man who sang every night was suddenly so frightened that he sat down on the ground, like a puddle of mud, and a stream of water stains came from his crotch.

The richest man on the prominent side of Zhengcheng was so frightened by Lu Chen's eyes that he was incontinent, which is really ridiculous.

After seeing Lu Chen kill Lu Fei with one punch, the bloody scene suddenly frightened Yu Wanxiong, he was afraid, afraid that he would be killed by the other party casually, and his death would be unknown or not.

What's more, he doesn't want to die!

He is so rich, in Zhengcheng, a place with a big palm, he wants the wind to be windy, to rain and rain, to live a good life, and he has not enjoyed enough glory and wealth, how can he be willing to die.

"Who are you, don't kill me, don't kill me, I have a lot of money, all for you!" Yu Wanxiong was obviously frightened by Lu Chen, who was like a demon god, and stepped back vigorously, and the whole person couldn't stop trembling and trembling.

Yu Wanxiong was completely panicked at the moment, and even crawled out a brocade box from the side of the soft couch, which contained a large number of silver tickets, and respectfully placed it in front of Lu Chen, begging for mercy like a pug.

Lu Chen walked over step by step and said indifferently: "Yu Wanxiong, the richest man in Zhengcheng." I really can't imagine that a character like you would persecute a weak woman by any means!"

"A good man spares his life, a good man spares his life, I don't know what you're talking about!" Yu Wanxiong knelt on the ground and said, not understanding what Lu Chen said at all.

Lu Chen said in a cold tone: "What have you done yourself, don't you count it in your heart?"

"My lord, tell me clearly, where did I offend anyone!" Yu Wanxiong said with a look of horror.

Lu Chen said indifferently: "Robbing other people's caravans, burning other people's shops, occupying the other party's ancestral house, and killing everyone else, didn't you do this?"

Hearing the reminder of this mysterious killer, Yu Wanxiong thought carefully, glanced at Lu Fei's corpse, he seemed to think of something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said with a look of surprise: "You were sent by that woman...!"

Bang, Lu Chen slapped it over, Yu Wanxiong's teeth were knocked off, and half of his face was suddenly swollen like a pig's head.

"Guess it, Master Yu, it's fun to play with a weak woman!" Lu Chen sneered.

Yu Wanxiong shook his head like a rattle, covered his face with his hands, and pleaded bitterly: "No, no, the hero spares his life, I don't dare anymore! I give you all my property, please let the villain go!"

"Let you go, when will you let others go!"

Yu Wanxiong saw Lu Chen's murderous face, and his heart suddenly cooled half, so he said again: "Good man, you can't kill me, I and the city lord are sworn brothers, friends of life and death." Kill me, and he won't let you go!"

Lu Chen walked over step by step, his eyes were cold, and he said: "You dare to threaten me, stupid! You can control the fate of others, and in the same way, I can also control your fate, go to hell and repent!" As soon as the words fell, a bleak sword light lit up.

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