Martial Arts: 3000 Net Sword Slaves At The Start

"Hehehehe." The woman covered her mouth and laughed lightly, "I can't understand what the two adults said."

"The slave's house fell just now, didn't you come to save the beauty as a hero?"

"Here, I would like to thank the two of you for your rescue."

"Don't... dare not dare."

Looking at the smiling woman, the two backed away in fright.

It was as if the stunning beauty in front of her was a Rakshasa.

"Hehe, are you two scared? It really makes the slave family sad."

The woman pretended to be a gesture, the voice fell, and she shot brazenly.

Two thin, innocuous embroidery needles shot out from between the fingers, piercing through the foreheads of the two bearded men.

The bodies of the two trembled slightly, their eyes widened, and then they fell to the ground on their backs.

There was a red spot between the eyebrows of the two of them, but there was no trace of blood flowing out.

Before, she was still a charming woman, but in an instant she became a murderous and ruthless female ghost.

The contrast between before and after is too great.

Seeing this scene, the people in Tianying Hall all took a step back in fright.

More than a dozen people raised their swords and nervously faced the men and women in front of them.

Everyone is on high alert, for fear that the life-threatening embroidery needle, The next moment, will pierce Own's head.

"Oh it's you!"

When Wang Tong saw the death of the two men, his eyes froze, and he turned his head and gritted his teeth to stare at the woman in front of him.

The death of his third brother was exactly the same as the death of the two men on the ground. There was no trauma to the whole body, except for a red mole between the eyebrows.

"I was wrong, it turns out that you are the murderer!"

"Give it to me!"

Wang Tong waved his hand, and more than a dozen men stepped forward at the same time.

More than a dozen swords slashed down at the same time, covering the smiling woman.

"Hehehe."

The woman smiled like a flower, turned around and hid behind the old man.

"Sanggong, they want to kill me, won't you help me?"

Although the two were already husband and wife, the old man was still captivated by her for a moment, lost his mind for a moment, and violently violently.

The old man snatched the knife from a Sky Eagle Hall student, and slashed him in half.

Then there was a horizontal shift, and the blade just blocked the three long swords that were stabbing.

At this moment, the remaining disciples took advantage of his unpreparedness and killed the woman behind him.

"court death!"

The old man shouted angrily, pushed away the three swords and then turned around to sweep away thousands of troops.

Cut off the six Heavenly Eagle Hall disciples rushing forward!

Wang Tong was furious, he stepped forward with his sword, and he stabbed out with a mighty majesty.

The dazzling Sword Ray flashes from the tip of the sword, with a murderous aura.

The old man glanced at him coldly, flipped his hands over, and raised the knife to split the blade.

The moment the swords collided, there was a sound of gold and iron, and sparks fell.

The old man's body was like a wind, his body bent down to 120 degrees, turned around, moved behind Wang Tong, and slashed at Wang Tong with his knife.

Wang Tong didn't have time to turn around, so he could only turn his sword to defend himself. Although he blocked the slash, he was kicked back by the old man.

Wang Tong's body fell to the ground, smashing the table where the old man was eating.

Drenched all over by the leftovers, she no longer looked as luxurious as before.

But the old man was murderous, and after kicking Wang Tong away, he bullied him again.

A few spatulas lit up, killing all the remaining Skyhawk Hall disciples.

When Wang Tong got up from the ground, he only saw corpses all over the ground, and there was no one around him.

Looking at the old man with a murderous look on his face, Wang Tong shuddered, "You...what do you think?"

The old man said coldly: "You Little Brother are so cowardly, you have offended Daddy, you deserve to die."

"Daddy didn't want to worry too much at first, but you can't blame me if you come to seek death today."

"Now, you can only go down and accompany your Little Brother on the road!"

After the voice fell, the knife light suddenly rose.

The long knife in the old man's hand passed over Wang Tong's neck. The knife was as fast as lightning and moved like thunder.

A huge head soared into the sky and fell to the ground with a plop.

There was deep regret in Wang Tong's wide eyes.

He shouldn't have come to take revenge so hastily, he should have brought hundreds of disciples from the Heavenly Eagle Hall together, and hacked the couple to death by numbers.

Unfortunately, it was too late to regret at this time.

When a person dies, nothing is left.

"Hehehehe, my husband is really amazing."

The woman smiled charmingly, leaning her frail and boneless body against the old man with a fawning expression on her face.

The old man also grinned, but his mouth was full of yellow teeth, which was disgusting.

The two looked at each other, turned and walked downstairs.

It's just that one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again.

The scholar who had been watching the drama before and Sikong Po unexpectedly attacked at the same time, the two attacked at the same time, one in front and one behind.

The target of the scholar was that woman, but Sikong's target was a more powerful old man.

The ultimate move of the two came too suddenly, the woman and the old man had no time to guard against it.

The scholar made a sword out of a folding fan, and pointed it at the woman's back.

The woman was suddenly attacked, shot backwards, spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and landed miserably.

The old man's Cultivation Base was relatively high, and he barely blocked Sikong's sharp killing sword, but a big gash was still torn on his arm.

"Sikong is broken! I didn't expect you to be eyeing this male and female pair!"

The scholar landed, shook his folding fan lightly, and smiled slightly.

Sikong took a deep look at the scholar and didn't speak, because he didn't know the person in front of him.

The scholar was not angry, he reached out to wipe his face, and took off a thin human skin mask, revealing a more ordinary face.

"So it's you." Sikong suddenly realized, "Xiao Ran, a cold-faced scholar."

"Are you also looking for the male and female Shuangsha? What a coincidence."

The two looked at each other, raising their hearts of vigilance.

Xiao Ran, a cold-faced scholar, has a superb transformation art and ranks 40th on the Qianlong list, slightly lower than Sikong.

But in fact, there is not much difference in strength between the two. If there is a fight to the death, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

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