"Run... Don't worry, you run!"

Ming Momo's eyes were hazy with tears, but he just opened his arms in a vain attempt to stop him.

The tall and seemingly straightforward man in front of her was no longer the senior brother she knew.

Rectal?

It turned out to be just an illusion.

Zheng Hai had a teasing smile, everyone didn't stop him, he was already the new head of the Langjian Sect, who would go back to stop him?

Even the City Lord of Tianyin City was just smiling and watching the two poor little mice struggling uselessly and dying.

What about running out?

The Assassins of the Squinting Eagle had already locked all the gates, and had placed one person each in front of the four doors and the cafeteria, five people were enough.

This is really his own family background, and it is the first time he has brought it out to actual combat, and he has just opened the meat and seen the blood.

The sect changes, how can there be immortals?

Eliminate all the disciples who are loyal to Zhang Nianshan, and the Langjian Sect will truly fall under his control...

At that time, after March, the dog hunting will definitely be appreciated by the nobles, so as to be transferred out of this mountain.

Zheng Hai will naturally move away with him, and the tide will rise, and the government and the sect are already interconnected.

What high-ranking official does not have such a group of masters behind him?

If not, he would not be far from death.

And the Lang Sword Sect is the organization behind him.

So, at this time, Zheng Hai can do whatever he wants... Even in front of himself, it is not impossible to force this little junior sister who once revealed his desire to possess.

Kill the one she loves, and then take possession of her.

I have my demeanor.

Bai Yingfei showed a wicked smile.

"Run, don't worry..."Ming Momo was about to say more, but was suddenly slapped away by Zheng Hai with another sword.

In everyone's eyes, the Xia family's usually pampered playboy was panicked.

He turned around in a hurry, and he was still carrying a pretentious sword in his hand?

The speed of escape is indeed not slow.

It's just that posture, it's just the wild running state of a person who doesn't know martial arts.

It's scared, right?

Zheng Hai laughed, his figure flickered, and he didn't use his sword move, and the long sword stabbed the back of the fleeing person.

"Young Master Xia... Where are you going?"

However, he didn't see that after turning around, Xia Wuwu's face was as cunning as a demon, and his expression at that moment was as cold as ice.

If he had seen it, he would have done everything in his power to stab the sword out.

However, there are not so many ifs in this world.

"I... I..."Xia Wuwu lowered his head, with a mockery in his eyes, but his mouth was only hesitant, as if he didn't know whether he wanted to ask for mercy or what to do...

Zheng Hai's sword was only half a foot away from his back, and the next moment, his life and death were no longer up to him.

But at this moment, he finally moved.

Turn around and take a step, that step is ghostly and ethereal.

Even Zheng Hai didn't react, thinking that he was running away in embarrassment.

It was only a brief moment, and the inverted sword suddenly straightened up, and the weak hand was like a Yin Cao judge, stabbing this ordinary long sword from the bottom to the top from the netherworld.

No one can describe the strangeness of this sword, it doesn't seem to be fast, but it moves with an illusion that makes people dizzy just staring and trying to figure out the trajectory.

The sword went from bottom to top, and at an angle that was absolutely unimaginable and impossible to defend, the backhand was inserted deep under Zheng Hai's forehead.

With a thud, the sword pierced through the throat and protruded from the top of the head.

The blood was low, like poppies blooming.

Xia Wuwu withdrew his sword and kicked away the "senior brother" who was still extremely arrogant a moment ago.

With the intention of the unintentional, the enemy is weak, and then with the top exercises with 100% proficiency, to those who have never even used the tricks...

If this is not yet victorious, there is really no heavenly reason.

Ten years is too long for revenge, so he can't wait!

Underestimating the enemy is the cause of his death.

But Xia Wuwu was not satisfied with this record, the moment he kicked away the senior brother, he actually used the power of the rebound to pounce on Bai Yingfei who had not yet reacted on the side.

Although the latter was stunned, he still had time to react and raised his hands to block.

In the eyes of the city lord, the young man with a scholarly and immature face actually showed a ghostly smile...

It is a laugh that puts death on the ground and comes back to life, and it is a laugh that fights against all odds and ignores everything.

He felt a chill in his heart.

"Hey, hey..."

With a faint laugh, Xia Wuwu didn't know when he had changed his sword to his left hand, and threw it out of his hand, colliding with the city lord's cross-blocking wrist, making a metal collision sound.

"Blocked. Bai Yingfei actually breathed a sigh of relief, the power from the metal bracers on his hands was not strong, which meant that this young man's internal strength cultivation may be extremely low, and all he used was that weird swordsmanship.

Just surround him, then...

A sneer rang out of his ear.

"Naive. Xia Wuwu's right hand actually picked up the sword in Zheng Hai's hand that fell to the ground, and cut his eyes with a sword.

Just now, it was just a trick to play with people's hearts, just ask me when I saw Zheng Hai, the first disciple of the Langjian Sect whose martial arts were stronger than himself, was killed by a sword, where did Bai Yingfei dare not go all out?

But he was wrong, he was wrong to be too cautious.

This sword is the truly deadly sword.

The long sword was slightly low, carrying a treacherous aura, stabbing diagonally, silently piercing through the cheeks of the city lord of Tianyin City, shattering his eyes, and then bursting out from the back of his head.

In a flash of lightning, the young man who was running away in the eyes of everyone was powerless, but he killed two people in a row.

It only takes four or five seconds before and after, a sword and a kill, like slaughtering a chicken and a dog.

But the two people who fell were the elder brother and the city lord...

"Don't put down your weapons yet!" Xia Wuwu just touched the ground on his toes, then turned around and shouted.

A sense of overlapping the past life and this life arose from the bottom of his heart, turning the tide with a thunderous blow, and then using people's hearts to quickly control the situation, these things he was already familiar with.

Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. Give it your all!

Looking at the rebellious disciples who were still hesitating, he glanced around and said, "Zheng Hai is dead, why should everyone kill each other, and this matter will never be investigated in the future... I think the reason why you are willing to follow him is just to learn advanced exercises, right?"

"Yes! I promise you!"

He stood with his head held high, sword in one hand, the tip of which was still dripping with blood.

At this time, no one doubted what he said, but this person is really still a playboy on weekdays, is Xia Wuwu, who can only read?

Finally, someone slowly took the sword away from the neck of the same door, and then slowly walked into the crowd with his head down.

With the first, naturally there is a second... Soon, except for a few who were still resisting, there was no one.

"You... You have to promise to let us go. One of the thin swordsmen said fiercely.

Xia Wuwu squinted his eyes and smiled, and raised his voice: "I will never leave if I want to leave, and if I stay, I will open the Wind Sword Technique, how about it?"

The thin swordsman snorted, "So... That's it. ”

Then he slowly withdrew his sword as well.

But Zhang Hanyu suddenly asked: "If the law is not passed on lightly, how can the Tempest Sword Technique be passed on to the disciples in the sect casually? Moreover, Xia Wuwu, what qualifications do you have to give orders here? Are you a member of the Lang Sword Sect?"

"These disciples betrayed the sect and assisted Zheng Hai in killing their father, how can they be spared, you... Is it still an individual?"

"You are hiding so deeply, I'm afraid it's not much stronger than that Zheng dog thief, and it's also a wolf's ambition!"

Xia Wuwu swept the cheap big brother, but ignored him at all, and just said lightly: "Are you with me, or with him?"

The rebellious disciples hesitated for a moment, and then immediately coaxed: "Of course follow Xia Gongzi!"

"Haha!" Xia Wuwu made a "shhhh Is there any point in fighting? No one will see if you win. ”

He paused slightly, and said lightly: "And if you lose, you will lose your own life." ”

"It's the city lord's business, what does it have to do with you? I think it's just a matter of being ordered by someone, so..."

He dropped his sword first, "Lay down your weapons, I promise you'll be okay." ”

"Isn't it nice that everyone is kind?"

He has a harmless smile that is convincing.

His gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over the side of the still-dead head, and his smile became brighter and brighter, "You all still have families, don't you?

"You really promise?"

"I promise..."Xia Wuwu smiled gently.

While...

The first sword finally landed, followed by ten, and then a hundred.

In just a moment, this young man turned the tide on his own!