Martial Arts: 3000 Net Sword Slaves At The Start

The two looked up and saw that under the light of the torches, there were corpses all over the ground.

Some people died with their throats cut, some had their corpses divided into two parts, and more people had already turned into mummies.

"You two, what happened outside?"

"Shut up if you're not dead!"

The master's voice sounded from the inn.

When the two bandits heard the question, they subconsciously responded.

However, before the two could speak, a cloud of black air hit their faces.

The bodies of the two were carried into the air by the black air, and when they landed, they had already turned into mummies.

The one who shot was Blood Princess Bailizhi, and she killed the most people tonight.

She was in need of blood for her practice, and these people came to her door on her own initiative.

The head of the hall didn't hear anyone's reply, and felt a chill in his heart.

The current situation is getting more and more wrong, it is obvious that someone is massacring the people in his fierce tiger village.

"Dage, what now?"

Si Dangjia looked at Da Dangjia and asked in a trembling voice.

Seeing so many people died, the fourth leader was so frightened that he sweated profusely.

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense, hold on!"

The head of the family shouted angrily, looking around with a pair of tiger eyes, and listening to all directions.

what to do?

How does he know what to do?

At this time, he still doesn't know where.

I have provoked a terrifying enemy.

Wu Laoliu said that the other party has only five men and four women, and their strength is not very good. 04 But in fact, the other party is simply a group of terrifying big shots.

Although Wu Laoliu is dead now, the master still couldn't help feeling a surge of hatred in his heart, wishing to chop up his body and feed it to the dogs.

If it wasn't for his ignorance, how could he bring people down the mountain and get to this point?

The head of the family tightly held the ghost-headed sword in his big hands, which was the only thing he could rely on now.

"call!"

Suddenly, the big master felt a cold wind blowing from behind.

He hurriedly turned his head, and saw an indifferent man in heavy clothes standing on the handrail of the stairs with a sharp sword on his back.

The man just looked at him coldly, without words.

But a restrained and violent murderous aura had locked him firmly, making his whole body stand on end with chills.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency."

"It's my fault for disturbing you tonight.

"I will take people away here."

There was a dry smile on the face of the head, and then he slowly backed away.

Facing the apologetic smile from the master, Luan Shen remained indifferent and speechless.

He didn't make a move, only to see two Sword Rays suddenly shot down from the ceiling of the inn.

The head suddenly raised his head, and the ghost-headed sword in his hand had already slashed down angrily.

This knife weighs two hundred catties, combined with his natural strength and Internal Energy True Qi, it is enough to break mountains and rocks, and destroy gold and jade.

However, this heavy blow that smashed Huashan, met the two Sword Rays that were shot, but it collapsed at the touch of a touch.

The two swords of the sprites came out together, the blades gleamed coldly, and after cutting off the ghost head sword, the castration continued.

The blade lightly slashed across the throat of the eldest master, bringing up a drop of flying blood, which landed on the face of the fourth master next to him.

The fourth master has not reacted at this moment, and is still stunned in place.

Compared with the Movement Technique, which is as swift as a dragon and as fast as the wind, his movements seem to be completely still.

With two swords in his hand, Yaoyao cut open the neck of the eldest master, and then swung his sword across the situation. At the same time, he also cut off the head of the fourth master.

"call."

The ghost turned over in the air, landed on the right foot, leaned to the ground, and drew a circle in mid-air.

"puff!"

This circular Sword Ray killed all the remaining bandits.

Wait until the sprite draws the sword back into its sheath, and retreats to the handrail of the stairs.

All the bandits fell to the ground together with the bodies of the first and fourth masters.

So far, the hundreds of bandits who came to attack the Mangshan Inn tonight were all killed, and no one survived!

From the beginning to the end, the shopkeeper of the Mangshan Inn never showed up. Presumably, he heard the movement and ran away.

Six Swordsmen returned to the room on the second floor, and really just stepped forward to report, "My lord, everyone has been settled."

Nangong Ye looked up and found that Bailizhi was not there.

"Where's the blood princess?"

"He caught a few bandits and interrogated them. They should have gone to the old lair of the cottage."

Nangong Ye nodded secretly, "Let's clean up the corpse."

Nangong Ye knew very well what Baili Zhi was doing in the cottage, so he didn't blame her for acting without authorization.

After a night of silence, Nangong Ye and others set off to leave in the early morning of the second day.

Nine fierce horses set foot on the official road, setting off billowing waves.

Behind them, the Mangshan Inn ignited a raging fire, and in the sea of ​​flames, there was a burning smell.

This fire completely burned hundreds of corpses in the inn.

As for the Tiger Village in Mang Mountain, it was also destroyed by Bailizhi last night.

After a fire, nothing will remain.

There is only one mountain range between the Southern Region and the Western Region, and there is no big river blocking it.

The mountain road is rugged and the path is difficult to walk, so Nangong Ye and his party did not travel as fast as on the official road.

It took three days, Nangong Ye crossed the Mang Mountains, and finally came to the border of the Western Regions.

The wind in the morning is very cool.

It is now May, and the temperature is still very warm before the hot summer.

Nangong Ye and his party of nine people set foot on the official road of the Western Regions after leaving the Mang Mountains.

"Boom."

Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky.

The weather, which was originally pleasant, can change as soon as it is said.

A large black cloud seemed to appear out of thin air, hovering in the sky above Nan Yingye's head.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind rose suddenly, and thunder roared.

In the dark clouds, electric snakes dance wildly.

The black clouds overwhelmed the city, which was about to be destroyed, which was what Nangong Ye saw now.

"My lord, it's going to rain soon, let's find a place to shelter from the rain first."

Behind Nangong Ye, the startled salamander looked at the sky and said.

"Let's go ahead and see if there is any shelter from the rain."

Nangong Ye flicked his horsewhip, causing the BMW under his crotch to speed up.

Everyone rode their horses at full speed, and finally, when the heavy rain fell, they found a ruined temple.

Pushing open the dilapidated temple door, Nangong Ye and his party walked into the temple.

As far as the eye can see, there is a mountain god statue in the middle.

This ruined temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and even the statue of the mountain god has been damaged.

The color paint on it has long since peeled off, making the already ugly mountain god look even more eerie.

This mountain god is ugly and ferocious, with a green face and fangs, it looks more like a ghost than a ghost.

The mountain temple is full of dust, and the corners and beams are covered with cobwebs.

The startled salamander has a cleanliness habit, seeing this scene, he puts it down slightly.

Among the six sword slaves, Zhengang took a step forward and swung his palm to perform his kung fu.

Haoran's palm force gathered in his palm, and then he struck out, blowing up all the dust on the ground.

Before the dust disperses, Zhengang condenses all the flying dust together with powerful Internal Energy.

Finally, with a flick of his sleeves, he controlled the ball formed by the condensed dust and flew out of the temple gate.

With a bang, the dust interrupted a pine tree outside the temple.

In this way, the inside of the ruined temple will be clean.

At the same time, Chaos God also made a move.

The scorching palm flicked several candles next to the statue of the mountain god, and ignited them for 290 degrees.

Then he built a bonfire with his palm.

The majestic Grand Great Master powerhouse, Internal Energy is vast, like mountains and seas.

Now, it is actually used to sweep dust and light fire.

In this world Martial Forest, only the Six Swordsmen under Nangong Ye can do this kind of thing.

Nangong Ye Lotus Position sits next to the campfire, internal energy surges on his body, dispelling the cold air.

The wet clothes on his body also began to dry out with his luck.

Streams of water vapor were evaporated, forming a stream of white mist around Nanzhiye.

In the end, the Internal Energy was shocked and all dissipated.

Just as everyone was doing their best to drive out the cold, there was a sound outside the mountain temple.

"Miss, there is a ruined temple ahead, let's go there to shelter from the rain."

Immediately afterwards, the gate of the ruined temple was pushed open, and more than a dozen people walked in one after another.

The leader was an old man in his fifties or sixties with half black and half white hair.

Although the stature is a little old, but the eyes are hale and hearty, full of radiance.

This person has a powerful Cultivation Base, although he is old, but his strength is not weak.

Behind him, followed by a woman wearing a pink dress.

This woman is only twenty-eight years old, with a pretty face, graceful and pleasant, and she has the temperament of a lady.

As for the others, they were armed with swords and other weapons, and their faces were resolute. They clustered around the two of them, with a faint embracing tendency.

These people should be the guards of the young lady.

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