The Brilliant Fighting Master

A group of sturdy people rode hundreds of mixed-breed horses and, under the rising smoke, rushed straight into the village.

The villagers were frightened, as if a calamity was imminent.

The horse stopped in the middle of the village and swayed forward for the tallest black horse.

The immediate man was thirty or forty years old, with a fleshy face and fierce eyes, revealing rudeness and arrogance.

Woo!

He tightened his stable, sniffing his nose in the air.

"Bloody."

Soon, he made a gong-like voice and looked away.

There is a large pit several meters deep. It can be seen from the soil that it has just appeared not long ago.

What he cared about was the flesh and blood in the dirt.

"What about people ?! Don't get out of me yet! Do you want me to tie you all up?"

The next second, he was furious and fierce.

A few moments later, several respected old men from the village came out tremblingly.

The person walking in the middle was the village head. At this time, the wrinkles on his face deepened.

"Boss Ma!" The village chief shouted in fear.

"You want to tell me, is that the third young man?"

Ma Wei pointed at the deep pit and smiled overcast.

"Yes, but Lord San was not killed by us ..." The village chief explained what happened earlier.

Ma Wei's expression was strange when he heard that someone fell from the sky and smashed his own hands to death.

"Brothers, did you hear that? The third old man ran out to eat alone, and ended up like this, it's a whim!"

After that, he was the first to laugh.

Hundreds of people laughed loudly, without feeling sorry for the death of their companions.

Life and death are like a routine to them.

"Where is that man's body?"

After laughing, Ma Wei asked with a drink.

"Body?" The village chief and the other old people were puzzled.

"Don't you tell me that person fell from a height that can kill someone, can it be safe?"

Seeing them like this, Ma Wei angrily said: "It seems that my reputation for blood killing is no longer loud enough. I want to slaughter a village to alert the world.

"Tucun?"

The people in the village heard these two words, and they were so frightened that their cries sounded immediately.

The village chief and other old men kneeled on the ground and begged for mercy.

But this did not change Ma Wei's mind, and a strong killing shrouded the entire village.

"Seven-footed man, fallen to oppress a few defenseless old men. It's a miracle that you, like you, can still become a star."

Just then, a cold voice came from a certain direction.

For a moment, the noisy village became silent.

Immediately, the weeping village women became wailing.

The style of killing the gang with blood must be seen when the words come out.

"Oh, it seems to be a great person, no wonder who dare to kill me."

Ma Wei sneered, he didn't care how strange his death was, but someone had to pay for it.

"Get out of here! Otherwise I will kill!" Ma Wei yelled.

As soon as the voice fell, Ma Wei suddenly startled, a voice sounded almost immediately, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

"Aren't I right in front of you?"

Immediately after that, a teenager with a somewhat embarrassing image appeared in front of his eyes.

A little girl ran after her. Although she was young and clothed, she could see that she was a beauty embryo.

"Xiuer! What are you running out for!" The village chief anxiously.

"Grandpa, you can rest assured that your elder brother is very powerful. He said he would kill all these abominable guys." Xiu'er was excited.

As soon as this word came out, the village chief and others were ashamed.

Hahahaha!

The blood gangster laughed wildly, and Xiu'er's naive and crisp words were so ridiculous.

"Little girl, how did your little Qinglang tell you? He is a hero of the world, is he so powerful?"

Ma Wei mocked, although he did not see how Jiang Chen played.

You can clearly see Jiang Chen's appearance and the severely injured and fragile appearance, and he was very disdainful.

"I'll let him look at us at the last minute of his life."

Ma Wei glanced at the show warily and uttered nasty words.

At this time, Jiang Chen said impatiently: "Get off the horse, everyone will abandon their practice, break one leg or hand, and have a chance to survive."

Serious words once again froze the atmosphere.

"I live your mother!"

A member of the blood gang killed the horse abruptly and rushed to Jiang Chen with a machete in his hand.

The village chief and others couldn't bear to look straight.

Xiu'er stopped breathing and felt nervous.

Shh!

At this time, Jiang Chen still whistled.

Not long after the whistle sounded, a sharp breaking sound followed.

A streamer glided across the sky and easily penetrated the bandit's chest.

Everything came to an abrupt halt, and the man never returned to death.

He bowed his head hard, looked at the small blood hole in the heart, and then fell off the horse.

The feet were tied to the stables, and the frightened pony dragged the man's body into the village.

Whether it's the blood killing gang or the people in the village, all are dumbfounded at this moment.

People saw this streamer as a sword.

A sword that seems to be cast from the moon, the sword body can emit bright and bright light during the day.

Just after taking a human life, the sword was still not stained with blood.

"Sword!"

Ma Wei was startled, then a joy, greedy.

"Kill this kid!"

Then, he rushed to Jiang Chen first, and raised his butcher knife high.

In his opinion, Jiang Chen could only use this sword to be fierce.

As long as Jiang Chen is killed, then he can be replaced to obtain the fairy sword.

"Foolish."

Jiang Chen still didn't move, with a look, the penalty Tianjian leaped to his front, slicing across the air.

A sword-mantle of about 100 meters long was chopped down on the horse team, flesh and blood flew, and the thundering lightning took countless lives.

Just one sword, all the **** gangs that endangered one party were killed.

The only one living is Ma Wei.

"His life is sacrificed, His life is exasperated!"

After burying all his men's lives, Ma Wei realized that Jiang Chen was not just relying on this sword.

In order to survive, every time I scratch my head, I see blood on my forehead.

The people in the village came together, watching the death and injury, forcing vomiting.

When they saw that Ma Wei, who usually needed to look up and even kneel down for mercy, cried and snorted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, it was very surprised.

"How did you cultivate to become a Supreme Master?"

Jiang Chen didn't kill him, but asked thoughtfully.

"Sir, is there anything wrong?" Ma Wei raised his head without understanding.

"With your mind and talent, it is impossible to reach the star."

Everything is not absolute, but it is impossible to meet someone casually.

This Marvel talent is a mess, worse than the average person.

Moreover, Jiang Chen found that this situation did not occur naturally, and there was a reason behind it.

That's why he didn't kill him directly.

"This one."

Marvel hesitated, obviously there was something that made him dare.