idiot!!

Yang Liuqing's stern scolding made the three of them panic, but at the same time, they didn't know what was going on.

It stands to reason that everything unfolds in an orderly manner, and the sound of the sword hurting flesh and blood cannot be faked.

Is it possible that the servants trained by Yang Guosen are not as good as these ordinary people who don't even have enough to eat?

If this is true, then all the money Mr. Yang has spent over the years has really been spent on dogs.

The three of them secretly thought about Yang Liuqing's fuss, and at the same time secretly speculated on his malicious intentions.

The four of them all learned their skills at Black Dragon Mountain, but Yang Liuqing was so talented that his master liked him so much that he insisted on going down the mountain and his master couldn't stop him, so the three of them were allowed to join the world together.

Normally, the three of them could respectfully say "senior sister", but deep down in their hearts, the three of them had some inexhaustible disdain for this so-called senior sister.

"You bitches, you just relied on your family's power and currying favor with the master to get the position of senior sister."

"I put on a stinky face all day long. I really think that my cultivation is the result of my own enlightenment. It's so ridiculous!"

Yang Liuqing ignored the contempt deep in the eyes of these three people. Just as they were delayed for a moment, the quiet sounds of fighting in the small fishing village returned to calm.

It’s late, it’s still too late!

Yang Liuqing suddenly turned around and looked behind her, but there was no one in the quiet fishing village.

She was already in the pill-forming realm, and the use of her spiritual consciousness had already taken a rough shape, but what she didn't expect was that she would meet the pervert Xu Ming tonight.

Let alone her, even if his master came here, he would not be able to find any trace of Xu Ming with his spiritual consciousness.

The Star Emperor's method of reshaping the sea of ​​consciousness is really too weird, and it is even harder to distinguish between levels.

But Yang Liuqing, who had been extremely murderous since childhood, still vaguely sensed that direction with a hint of the sixth sense unique to women. It seemed that someone was slowly approaching them.

Although he couldn't see his figure, the real sense of oppression was really there.

"Who, who is there, come out to me!!"

Yang Liuqing's cold and stern voice echoed in the empty and quiet small fishing village, but there was no response for a long time.

When the three people behind him saw this, they thought it was their senior sister who was overly nervous and acted like this, so they hurriedly spoke.

"Senior sister, I think you are worrying too much. These unscrupulous people are just like tofu in front of a group of well-trained servants."

"Huh, tofu?"

"Go and take a look at those people's houses, and then talk!"

The man's face turned green and red when he heard this. Seeing Yang Liuqing's determined tone, he quietly walked towards the house closest to him.

Slowly pushing the wooden door open with your hand, the old wooden door made an unpleasant creaking sound.

The image of the people from the fishing village who were originally thought to have fallen into a pool of blood in the house did not appear. Instead, they saw two cold and stiff bodies lying across the house.

The clothes he wore also revealed his identity, and he was none other than the servants of the Yang Mansion.

Seeing this, the man did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly leaned down and turned the body over to the front.

It happened that at this time, under a ray of cold and strange moonlight, the man saw clearly the last face of the servant before he died.

The original cruelty seemed to still be hidden between his eyebrows, but the sudden panic in his eyes caught him off guard.

His life was frozen in an instant, and the hole of flesh and blood about the thickness of his thumb in the middle of his eyebrows was the culprit that took away his life.

Although he just pushed open this room, the situation in the village must be roughly the same as before.

The three of them could quietly kill so many servants one after another. Just thinking about this made this person shudder.

Immediately, he dropped the body in his hands and ran out of the door in a panic.

It seemed that he felt something, and the look on his face was extremely frightened.

puff!

But then there was a pop, and an invisible sharp energy shot out from the center of his eyebrows, bringing out a large amount of blood, which in turn heralded the end of his life.

With a pop, the man rushed down in front of the remaining three people.

The crimson blood snake gushing out from its head made one's scalp numb in this silent cold night.

The remaining two foundation-building monks were already confused. They had never thought that there was actually an invisible killer hiding in this seemingly ordinary fishing village.

The only calm person present was probably Yang Liuqing, but her hand holding the scimitar was trembling slightly.

"I don't know if the senior is here to do the purification and has disturbed the senior's purity. The junior deserves to die, so he will leave now..."

Yang Liuqing didn't have any desire to fight. She said a beautiful word just because she wanted to rub oil on the soles of her feet.

But how could Xu Ming give these three people a chance? Their figure slowly appeared in their sight.

Wearing an ordinary coarse cloth robe, his face wears a somewhat strange mask covered in oil paint.

They were completely breathless and looked like ordinary people, but the three of them didn't even dare to take a breath.

The ever-present sense of oppression, as well as the clearly audible smell of blood between his breaths, all indicate that this person took the lives of countless people with a knife in his hand tonight.

"Senior, we are from Black Dragon Mountain..."

The fellow figure behind Yang Liuqing, Roshan, was about to use the name of Black Dragon Mountain to knock Shan Zhenhu, but in the meantime, the mysterious man wearing an oil mask only raised his hand slightly.

An extremely condensed sword shadow cut off the arm of the meat mountain in an instant.

Blood was spilled all over the ground, and a harsh scream could not be suppressed from his mouth.

Ahhhhh!!

This made Yang Liuqing and the remaining one person feel their hearts in their throats. They had been struggling in the world for a long time since they came down the mountain, but they had never seen such a cruel and surly-tempered person in front of them.

"What I hate the most in my life is the disciples who pretend to be the masters behind them. This is just a small lesson. If there is a next time..."

"The thing that exploded was your head..."

Xu Ming pointed with his hand slightly at the man whose face was already covered in cold sweat. The severe pain of his broken arm suddenly awakened his thoughts.

He struggled to endure the severe pain and said.

"Senior...Senior...taught you a lesson..."

Seeing this, Yang Liuqing swallowed hard and then suppressed the words that just came to her mouth.

Fortunately, she didn't rush out.

Originally, he wanted to use his relationship with Black Dragon Mountain to get close to this person, but he didn't expect that this mysterious man whose face was covered with a paint mask would be so unreasonable.

If it weren't for the junior brother behind him to block this disaster for him, I'm afraid she would be the one who lost her arm.

Seeing all this, Yang Liuqing couldn't help but think of what his master had said to him when he decided to go down the mountain.

Based on what I see in front of me, I am afraid that today is what Master calls a murderous disaster...
Chapter completed!