Chapter five hundred and fortieth five idiot big brother
Shen Changqing's words made Scar and others subconsciously nervous, and they all looked around.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Changqing swung his long sword and tried his best to escape.
"Bah, you're such a cunning bitch."
Scar cursed secretly, then chased after Shen Changqing.
Wang Xuan, who was hiding in the grass, watched the performance of everyone in the field and said that he was very satisfied.
For a moment, he had a preliminary impression of the Blood Sword Sect disciples.
By coincidence, Shen Changqing's escape direction happened to be aimed at his hiding place.
"Unlucky."
Cursing secretly, Wang Xuan couldn't help but tense up, trying his best to hide his breath.
After running away and chasing after him, he gradually came closer to Wang Xuan.
Seeing that there was really someone hiding around, Shen Changqing's eyes shrank, and he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Brother, help me withstand it first, and wait until I go back to bring in reinforcements."
After saying that, not only did he not stop, but he ran away faster.
This sentence not only exposed Wang Xuan's existence, but also made Scar and others vigilant.
They are all being trickster, how can Wang Xuan lag behind others?
Almost as soon as Shen Changqing finished speaking, Wang Xuan stood up suddenly, turned around, and ran away desperately.
"How brave, there are indeed people here, brothers, come on, don't let them go."
When Scar and others saw Wang Xuan exposed, they couldn't help but get angry.
This is the territory of the Blood Sword Sect. With the blood of the Blood Sword Sect disciples on his hands, there is no way to allow the other party to escape. For a while, Scar also had murderous intentions towards Wang Xuan.
At this time, Wang Xuan was still wearing a bamboo hat and started running. The curtain moved with the wind. Shen Changqing, who was standing side by side, naturally saw the white cloth strips on his eyes clearly.
"Well, blind man?"
"Brother, how about we destroy them together?"
"Okay, just follow this brother."
If there is only one person facing Scar and his gang, even if they fight, they may not be able to win.
Now that the two of them join forces, they have a great chance of winning.
After making some suggestions, the two stopped almost at the same time.
"Brother, your outfit is very novel."
"Kill first!"
"good."
The two turned around and attacked, Shen Changqing still faced Scar, while Wang Xuan dealt with his younger brother.
These young men were only at the sixth or seventh level of the physical realm. With the perfect level of Qingfeng swordsmanship and the eighth level of the physical realm with all the connections, within a stick of incense, Scar's men were killed one after another by the sword.
"Brother, good work, come on, let's join forces and kill this Scar."
It seemed that the explosion just now was too much. At this time, Wang Xuan gasped and sat down on the ground, looking extremely tired.
The situation was stronger than his own, and the changes happened too quickly. Scar, who had the advantage just now, was now at an absolute disadvantage.
Even if there is Shen Changqing who is evenly matched, there is also a guy of unknown origin next to him. Life is really unpredictable.
Seeing Wang Xuan collapsed on the ground tiredly, Scar's mind became more active.
If he kills Shen Changqing before the opponent recovers, it is still unclear who will win.
Thinking of this, Scar's eyes flashed with murderous intent, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and then he became determined again.
"Blood Boiling Technique!"
With a low drink, the blood in his body flowed rapidly, his momentum increased, and the knife in his hand became sharper.
His strength increased by three points, and this time, he completely suppressed Shen Changqing.
Wang Xuan, who was lying on the ground, saw the changes in Scar, and couldn't help but sigh. In the past, he was really sitting in a well and looking at the sky. What kind of bullshit is the number one genius in Xuanyang City? Look at the endless tricks these guys come up with. Fortunately, he saved a trick. Lying on the ground motionless.
"Brother, get up quickly. I can't bear it anymore. If I die, you won't be able to escape."
Shen Changqing, who was pressed down and beaten, looked a little flustered and kept shouting.
"Hehe, the surname is Shen. This guy is just like a silver wax gun. He looks good but useless. Oh, no, I didn't even see his face clearly."
"Hmph, Scar, you forced me to do this. It seems you won't give up until I show some real skills."
A sword was swung out, and the swords struck each other. He took a few steps back with the force of the shock, stared at Scar, and said coldly.
"Watch me kill you with one strike of my sword!"
With such a big name, Shen Changqing gathered all his momentum, pressed down the sword, and slashed towards Scar.
"Huh, I'm afraid you won't succeed."
"A fatal blow!"
As the long knife turned, the whole person jumped up and slashed into the air.
It looked like they were all trying their best.
The two of them used their most powerful moves at the same time and fought hard.
Both parties spit out a mouthful of blood involuntarily, and the powerful shock force caused their internal organs to shift somewhat, and they both lay on the ground.
"Scar, I told you a long time ago not to mess with me. Now I want to see how you play?"
"Hmph, you surnamed Shen, you rebelled against the wealth and raked it over."
"Hey, you didn't bring me in specifically. You can't blame me. Think about it, there are only a few people in the sect who have the intention to kill me. The most likely thing is to show off my sword."
After carefully looking at the scar, Shen Changqing took a pill while it was not paying attention, then pretended to touch his chin, shaking his head and saying.
Wang Xuan on the side heard the name "Zhan Yidao" and his forehead went dark. There are so many weird things in this world. In the Blood Sword Sect, he is called Zhan Yidao, which is a perfect way to attract hatred.
"Hahaha, you really know me, Brother Shen."
Suddenly, a man in purple clothes came from a distance, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a slender figure.
"Sure enough, it's you. It seems I guessed it right. You're still such a coquettish person. Who are you showing off to by wearing purple clothes outside?"
"Scar, this Shen Changqing is a well-known slippery man in the sect. He is all arrogant. Didn't you see that he secretly took a healing potion just now? If you keep talking nonsense with him, I'm afraid you will be killed by him. Killed him instead."
Zhan Yidao walked to Scar and made a gesture to help him up.
At this time, Scar had put down his thoughts and was about to stand up with Zhan Yida's left hand.
Unexpectedly, an accident happened.
Zhan Yidao suddenly punched out with his right fist, and Scar's chest was about to collapse.
"Zhan, you...you..."
"Humph, you can't do such a small thing well, so what's the use of you."
After saying that, he swung his sword and killed Scar on the spot.
"Hey, Zhan Yidao, you are still so ruthless. Fortunately, you are not called Zhan Yijian, otherwise the reputation of my Blood Sword Sect will be ruined."
"You don't need to delay any more. I'm not Scar. Your tricks are useless to me. You surnamed Shen should die."
Before he finished speaking, the sharp sword moved together, and the whole person moved towards Shen Changqing.
"Haha, Xiao Zhanzhan, you fell into the trap. In fact, I was not injured."
She slapped the ground with her left hand, and Shen Changqing's body bounced up like a spring. He looked at the incoming sword and laughed.
When the long sword was swung, its momentum was like a rainbow.