Raising his head, he not only rubbed Ru Yannuo's chest intentionally or unintentionally, but he also clearly felt that Ru Yannuo's body tensed up and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. After raising his head, he still had that innocent face.
"Chenchen, so good!"
Holding Xuanyuan Yechen's hand and walking downstairs, "Everyone I pointed out should stand aside!"
"you you you you you……………………"
After pointing like this, about a hundred people stood up.
The people who stood out were confused. You looked at me, I looked at you. Ru Yannuo waved, and the four people from the darkness came out again, and each corner of the person surrounded these people.
"Why did I keep you? I believe you know it in your heart. The day you decided to come here, you should have thought that this day would come sooner or later. I don't care who the person behind you is. You all have to die today. In my eyes,
We can't tolerate sand." There was a coldness in Ru Yannuo's eyes, and they actually felt a chill in the summer.
"What? They all have a lot of backbone! But it's of no use to me. I'm not a person who cherishes talent. No matter how backbone or ability you have, people I don't like are like air in front of me."
When those people heard what Ru Yannuo said, they knew that there was no hope at all. Since it meant death anyway, they might as well fight.
A few of these people were bold enough to take action first, and others followed suit when they saw it. They were not slow in taking action, but depending on who the opponent was, all four of the 'Shadowless Eighteen' were killed with one sword.
After a while, half of these people were dead, and the movements of the four people showed no intention of slowing down. Although there were more than a hundred people, it was a piece of cake for the four of them.
Their physical training is not in vain, the master's training methods are truly unrivaled.
However, their physical abilities are still far inferior to their masters.
There was another burst of chaos, everyone fell down, 'Green Plum Garden' could be described as a river of blood, which is not an exaggeration, and the whole yard was filled with the smell of blood.