The three Wumeng children shook their bodies and blood spurted out of their throats and fell to the ground.
The three of them opened their mouths and fell to the ground with unwilling expressions.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: A powerful enemy!
"Swoosh--"
The old man in gray did not stop at all. He stepped on his left foot and bounced up with his body.
The whole body suddenly moved upwards.
The next second, it fell down with a bang.
He fell into the martial arts master who rushed over like a meteor.
Four martial arts masters swung their swords at him directly.
The old man in gray face remained unchanged and his body suddenly exerted force.
"Swish swish swish swish!"
The next second, a series of sharp and extremely powerful energy swept towards the four martial arts masters!
The sword lights passed by, as if cutting leeks!
A stream of blood spurted out along the neck of the martial arts master!
Immediately afterwards, heads fell off instantly!
In the blink of an eye, four martial arts experts landed on the ground.
Seven people were killed in a row, but the old man in gray did not stop and the red sword was fierce.
"Swoosh!"
As he moved forward, he hit a man's chest and a burly man flew backwards in an instant.
There was no sound, and he fell to the ground silently.
Blood is falling.
The blade turned, and the red sword flew past one man’s neck again, and the elite of the martial arts league fell down another person, and blood splattered everywhere.
"call!"
The opponent was killed or injured, and the old man in gray had no turbulence in his eyes, and he waved his red sword in his hand.
Radiant.
Two Wu Meng children who had just wiped their eyes and had a scar on their chest.
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, three sharp knives stabbed at the same time, and the light intertwined, sealing the angle of avoidance of the old man in gray.
The three martial arts masters have fierce attacks. Whether the old man in gray dodged backwards or left and right, they will be injured by the remaining sharp blades.
But the old man in gray did not dodge, and the red sword slashed round.
"when!"
Three daggers fell instantly.
Immediately afterwards, they ejected back strangely and screamed!
Their tiger's mouth and shoulders were bleeding.
The next second, the old man in gray took another step forward and cut the throats of the three of them.
The three of them fell to the ground, accompanied by blood spurting out from their throats.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen martial arts masters were all killed.
The Fengbo Pavilion is surrounded by blood.
Huang Tianjiao drew out her long sword and shouted, "Who is it?"
Dozens of the Martial Arts members retreated, protecting Jiu Qiansui and Ye Fan, and surrounding the uninvited guests.
"Who am I?"
The Ba Jian maintained a cold expression, shook the red sword and dissipated the blood, and then spoke indifferently:
"You killed four of my disciples and cut off Jiang Shihao's offering. You asked me who I am? Wouldn't it be too ridiculous?"
"I originally wanted to come to Zhonghai to kill you, but some things were delayed, but I still have time to do the Qiqi sacrifice."
"Ye Fan, I think Tianlei and the others will be very happy."
He sighed lightly, with a hint of loneliness and a fierce murderous intent.
"Advisor? Tianlei? Jiang Shihao?"
When the Wu League children frowned slightly, Huang Tianjiao's face changed drastically and shouted: "Are you a Ba Jian?"
"I haven't set up a sword for a long time, and many people think my sword is rusted."
The voice of the sword was filled with a sense of silence: "Today, I will use your blood to wash the sword."
Domineering sword?
Ye Fan was slightly surprised. No wonder he was so powerful. He turned out to be the tenth-ranked master of the killer list.
He was a little surprised that the other party came to him and found him here.
"Kill him!"
Ye Fan was about to take action, but Jiu Qiansui pulled him down, and then Feng Qingyun made tea:
"Why should a mere killer be so good at facing a great enemy?"
He poured Ye Fan a cup of tea: "Come on, taste my Biluochun."
Ye Fan smiled helplessly and had to lower his head and take a sip.
At this moment, in the nine thousand years old gesture, dozens of martial arts disciples rushed over again.
The saber, dagger, and long sword all greeted Ba Jian.
"mob!"
Facing the siege of everyone, Ba Jian smiled without saying a word, and suddenly his right hand shook.
The sword was raised instantly, and the murderous intent soared, stabbing at the attacking opponent.
A sword breaks the mountains and rivers!
The red sword had no light, but the chill was like autumn water, shivering the scene, shivering people's hearts, and shivering vitality.
"ah--"
Thirteen children from the Martial Arts League had no time to resist, so they splattered blood in their chests and fell to both sides.
Eyes were shocked.
It's really too fast.
A sword hurt thirteen people, but the tip of the sword still remained unabashed and stabbed the ribs of the person behind.
Another scream.
"Swoosh--"
Then, Ba Jian waved his backhand, and eight martial arts masters fell to the ground with a muffled groaning, all of their abdomen being cut open.
Dripping blood.
The Domineering Sword did not stop and moved forward slowly.
Huang Tianjiao shouted sternly: "Stop him!"
More than a dozen Wu League children rushed up again.