Ye Xue put her hand on her chin and said to the people in the yard: "Everyone whose name I called, please come forward. He Yi, Zhang Zheng, Wang Gui..."
Together with Jinshi, Yicui, and Yexue, a total of twenty-two people were called to stand aside.
Of the two hundred, there are still one hundred and seventy-eight left.
"Jin Shi, come here!" Ye Xue called Jin Shi to come closer and talk.
Jin Shi respectfully walked to Ye Xue, and Ye Xue whispered a few words.
Jin Shi nodded, stood up straight, pointed at the kneeling crowd, and the person behind him pulled out the sword from his waist and surrounded the crowd.
The man in black on the roof suddenly changed his expression, and the expressions of the kneeling slaves who had different thoughts also changed.
Ye Xue sneered and said: "I don't care who you are or who is behind you. I just tell you that I hate my slaves who are loyal to others."
"Kill!" Ye Xue ordered, and Jin Shi led the guards into the crowd.
Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, howls and screams are heard everywhere.
A sword of metal and stone can save a life, and the sword technique is sharp and crisp.
Those who had no martial arts skills, and those who were not as good at martial arts, had their lives harvested like vegetables by the tiger and wolf-like guards.
The loud screams and pleas gradually weakened.
Those with good martial arts skills initially begged and pushed the people next to them to block the knife for him. When there were only about thirty of the one hundred and seventy-eight people left, Ye Xue remained indifferent to their begging.
A man who was unwilling to die finally stood up and resisted.
The guard who turned out to be a guard took out the knife from his waist and fought with Jin Shi and others.
It turned out that some maids who had no strength to restrain the chicken actually flew out and fled.
"I want to run away!" Ye Xue yelled, raised his hand, and hundreds of embroidery needles flew out, knocking down the people who were running towards the roof.
Luomei, Luolan, and Zhou Zaishi also rushed into the battle group and killed people mercilessly.
She was the only one left in the snowy night.
Someone who was surrounded by people thought he saw a loophole in Ye Xue, so he raised his knife and attacked Ye Xue.
With a sneer, Ye Xue smashed the coffee table with one palm and flew up, her left and right hands flashing like fire in the dark night.
One hand pinches the neck, the other hand breaks the chest... Ye Xue strikes with every move, succeeds with every move, and succeeds with every move.
"Fight with you..." Seeing their companions dying one by one, the two guards angrily condensed their true power on the sword and slashed at Ye Xue's chest.
Ye Xue sneered, and when the two knives came with a whistling sound, she dodged behind them very quickly.
With the power of thunder, he hit the two guards on the head with both palms. A burst of hot air dispersed with a "puff" sound, and the two guards bled to death from their ears, eyes, mouth, nose and seven orifices.
His hands fell from the guards' heads to their shoulders, and he stepped on the ground, causing dust to fly. He twisted his waist and flicked his hands, and the bodies of the two guards were thrown to the roof by Ye Xue, frightening the men in black above.
Almost rolled off the roof.
After harvesting the remaining lives like chopping vegetables, Jin Shi led the guards and knelt down on one knee, "Retribution, all one hundred and seventy-eight people were killed, and no one survived."
Ye Xue clapped her hands and said coldly: "Very good. Throw the body to the mountains on the outskirts of the city to feed the wolves." He looked at the blood-stained courtyard again and said, "I want to see this place completely new tomorrow morning.