A man jumped up and stabbed Su Yin's throat with the long sword in his hand. His figure flew through the air, like an immortal guiding the way.
Su Yin curled his lips and swayed slightly to avoid the long sword. The moment their bodies intertwined, he grabbed the wrist of the man in black.
The man in black felt his wrist go numb, and the next moment his arm lost all strength, and the long sword fell from his hand and appeared in Su Yin's hand.
boom!
With one elbow strike, the man in black was knocked away and fell to the ground unconscious.
With the first one to take action, other men in black naturally followed, pounced on Su Yin one by one, ruthlessly and decisively, knowing clearly that Su Yin was very strong, but without any hesitation. They were obviously masters with special training.
Su Yin flicked his wrist, and the long sword made a clear sound. He turned over and stood on the table, and clicked three times with the long sword in his hand.
Three cold stars flashed, like a rainbow piercing the sun with unstoppable force, and instantly pierced the throats of the three men in black who were flying towards them.
The next moment, three figures hit the ground, turning into three dead bodies.
Although three people died, the other men in black did not even pause, and still rushed to kill them.
"Kill this man and leave no one alive."
Manager Chen turned pale with fright when he saw three men in black dying in the blink of an eye. These men in black are all treasures of Huaxianyuan, each one is of high value, and the death of one of them is a huge loss.
Three people died in a row, and he had no way to explain it to his superiors. If the superiors blamed him, he couldn't live with it.
If we arrest more people alive, more people will definitely die, and the price will be too high.
At this time, Manager Chen didn't care about so much anymore. Why worry about Su Yin's identity and background? If too many people in black died, he would probably be free to die. If he couldn't save his own life, how could he care about others?
how.
snort!
Su Yin snorted coldly, pointed his toes on the table, and leapt up, narrowly dodging the light of three slashing swords.
The moment she crossed paths with the three men in black, she flicked her wrist, and the long sword suddenly burst out with a bright cold light, and three sword shadows flashed past at strange angles.
Four figures fell one after another, and only one figure was still standing. The other three figures were lying on the ground, with a thin blood-red line at their throats, and blood was pouring out.
In the blink of an eye, three more men in black died.
Su Yin stood with his hands behind his back, holding the sword in his right hand and pointing it diagonally at the ground, with drops of bright red blood dripping from the sword.
The scene was horrifying. In just a few breaths, six men in black died in the hands of the young man in white. They were all killed with one blow. The method was decisive and ruthless. He killed six people in a row without changing his expression, just like a
God of death.
The men in black who were still surrounding Su Yin, waiting for an opportunity to strike, took a breath of cold air. Most of them were martial arts people who had traveled through the rivers and lakes. For some reasons, they quit the martial arts and joined the officials and nobles, and became the killing knives in the hands of those nobles.
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Those nobles can appreciate them and spend a lot of money to hire them. They naturally have abilities that ordinary people do not have. It is easy to deal with ordinary people or ordinary officers and soldiers.
It has always been smooth sailing, but this is the first time I have encountered such a terrifying person.
The skill of the person in front of me is probably among the top in the Yuan Kingdom's martial arts world. He is a first-class martial arts master. Compared with them, he is not on the same level at all.