The man in the lead roared, and stepped forward, and in a lightning-like sword light, the Burmese knife in his hand had rolled towards Topaz's face. Because his knife is a soft knife made of fine iron, once it is used, the sky is full of cold light, and it is impossible to imagine the part of the knife he dropped.www.biquge.info The man in the lead was clearly shrouded in the light of his sword. The leader is worthy of being the holy hand in the sword, the big pengdao is clearly driven by his elite internal force, designed to capture people's hearts and disturb people's vision, the other party is only a little confused, Leng Sensen's blade can take advantage of the gap to enter, and take people's lives at any time at a snap of his fingers. However, his opponent was so calm, although he was shrouded in the light of his big sword, he did not show the slightest panic. It was too late, it was fast, and in the light of the sword in the sky, I only heard the angry roar of the leader of the man, and the Burmese knife in his hand suddenly sank downward, and a circle of brilliance came out, like a white silk, and went straight to the top of the topaz's neck. In the thunder and lightning of the sword, only the sound of "choking!" was heard, and then in the cold star of the sword light that was shattered that day, the leader staggered out. The big guys couldn't help but be taken aback! They couldn't help but know what was going on, only to see that the Burmese knife had actually reached Topaz's hand. The leader was not allowed to slow down, and the knife in Topaz's palm spit out, and the snowy blade was already on the shoulder blade of the leader, and the leader was stunned on the spot like a stone man.

Everyone at the scene witnessed this, and their faces couldn't help but change greatly, and they were dumbfounded for a while, not knowing what to do. The man in the lead turned pale for a while, even if he was a great hero, at the moment when the other party's white blade was on his neck, he couldn't help but tremble. "You...... You can't kill me......" He stammered these words for a long time. Huang Yu smiled coldly and said, "Why?" "Because ......" The man in the lead straightened his neck and said: "There is no enmity between us, if you kill me, this enmity will be ...... The knot is big. Huang Yu smiled and said: "Okay, for the sake of your martial arts is not weak, I will show mercy to my subordinates, and you will report your name." The man in the lead was relieved and sneered: "Ren Huiyun." Mei Wuxue of the Three Musketeers of the Tianshan Mountains said: "Ren Huiyun, but the people in the rivers and lakes call Ren Huiyun, the king of Burmese swords." The man in the lead snorted and said, "Yes, it was sent by the people of the rivers and lakes, I don't dare to take it." His eyes kept rolling on Topaz, and he said coldly, "Can you put down the knife and speak?" Topaz said, "Why not." The sword flashed, but it flashed over the head of the man in the lead. While speaking, I only heard the sound of cloud boards on the mountain rising again, and the figures swaying between the mountains, and I don't know how many people have been mobilized in Tongcheng Villa.

"Friend Ren, it's time for you to drive us up the mountain. As the words came out, the blade of the knife opened slightly, and a cold white light overflowed from the knife sharply, covering the body of Ren Huiyun, the king of the Burmese sword. Ren Huiyun, the king of the Burmese sword, is an expert in using knives, and when he sees this, he knows how powerful this kind of qi is, and only relying on the other party's hand is beyond his reach. Under the opponent's sword light attack, where do you dare to act rashly. Huang Yu sneered: "How about it, friend Ren, you don't agree?"

The Burmese Sword King Ren Huiyun thought that his skill was too far behind the other party, not to mention that there were three old men behind this person, looking at the scene, none of them were easy to mess with. Moreover, under the other party's Qi Qi cover, he didn't dare to disobey his instructions, and sighed helplessly at the moment: "Okay." Huang Yu pointed behind Ren Huiyun, the king of the Burmese sword, with the tip of his knife and said, "Let's go." At that moment, Ren Huiyunjiang, the king of Burmese swords, accompanied them up the hill. From this to the main gate of the villa, people from Tongcheng Villa can be seen along the way, although these people came in response to the emergency call, but they just saw the appearance of Ren Huiyun, the king of the Burmese sword, but they did not dare to rush forward to obstruct it.