Chapter 132 Blood Licking

They didn't believe it.

So of course, this light walker is very unconvinced, but now he has seen the performance of this small sect of Tianfumen. He knew he couldn't underestimate these guys.

He carried the knife forward and passed by like a wind. He came to the dead brother, who died at the enemy's hand because of negligence.

He gritted his teeth fiercely. The brother's revenge can't be revenged, because that brother is the brother he has known since he put on his crotch pants. He doesn't avenge this revenge, so it can only be said that he is not a human being.

"Drink, take your life, dead dog, you bastards, against our ghost garden, it's a dead end, haha. Look at the knife"

The brother of Tianfumen had long expected this move. He was not an idiot. The fall just now was also his trick to lure the enemy, so his sword had already been aimed at the fool's chest, and such a simple sword took the old life of that guy.

"Ah!!!!" Before the guy could react, he saw that his chest was pierced by someone else's sword. His heart was shocked, and his eyes were full of unbelievable expressions, looking at the man in front of him, and then shouted.

"Ah, go to hell!!!" The voice was like thunder. When he died, he used all his strength to kick away the brother who pierced Tianfumen.

The people behind followed with a blank face.

Then kill the kicked Tianfumen brother on the spot with a knife, absolutely no breath, and absolutely ambiguous. This is the war, this is the battle between life and death.

Looking at the center, the obscene man looked at the Tianfumen brothers surrounded by his light walkers with a high face.

"With such a small number of troops, we also need to deploy so many light walkers. I said that Xiao Huang was too careful."

This person is Lei Xuan, Lei Huang's brother and Lei Di's younger brother, but he is very careless. Without waiting for Lei Huang to come back, he was in a hurry to do it, because he saw the other party coming, and there was only such a little force. In his opinion, it was like a piece of fat meat. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't eat it. He had been waiting for Lei Huang all the time. When he was impatient, he went straight up.

This is the nature of human greed, which is uncontrollable.

Looking at a young man flying in his eyes, there was disdain in his eyes. How could such a boy surprise and frighten so many people? How can it be? Looking at the way he attacks, he is completely like a layman, and the strength of a five-star swordsman, how can he fight with himself as a swordsman?

joke!!

"Come on!! "Garbage" Lei Xuan's knife was picked up. His speed was so fast that he couldn't see it with only one eye. At least people other than Qingyu thought so.

But in Qing Yu's opinion, this is not to mention how childish it is. How slow it is, like a snail, flying towards itself, or a snail with a knife, how ridiculous it is.

At least Qingyu feels very, very ridiculous.

So he smiled, as if everything was under his control.

Such a one-star swordsman may not be as fast as Shadong, let alone the speed of the two predecessors, Golden Hook and Silver Mang, not to mention himself and Murong Qiushui, and the fastest Juanzong in the mainland.

The god of clouds is not covered.

After seeing the sneer of Qing Yu, a little boy in his own eyes, Lei Xuan's eyes were full of resentment. Such a little boy dared to show such an expression in front of his eyes. What a blow and satire on himself. He felt very unhappy.

It's not unpleasant, it's very unpleasant, and it's also very unpleasant.

How can my swordsman-level strength be defeated by such a little boy?

This is absolutely impossible.

The blade was very fierce, and the momentum of the knife was also very strong, as strong as a fire, just like Lei Xuan's mood at this moment. His eyes were as big as a copper bell, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. He wanted to tear up the guy in front of him who despised him.

Then he stepped on the other party's head and shouted to the other party,

"Are you? Do you still dare to be arrogant now? Dare to try again, are you convinced?

But dreaming is generally beautiful, and daydreaming is as beautiful as nightdreaming and beautiful women, but the facts are always unsatisfactory, because the world is not as good as ten*. This is the iron rule of life, no matter who you put it on, it is the same.

So he was tragic.

It was very tragic that he was hit by a teenager, a 17-year-old young swordsman, to himself as a swordsman.

Although Qingyu's sword did not pierce Lei Xuan at the swordsman level, he dodged Lei Xuan's fiery blade with his thunder-like body, dodged to the side of Lei Xuan, and then flew up with one foot.

Kick Lei Xuan to the ground heavily.

Lei Xuan was stunned. He could hardly believe that this was a fact, but it was indeed in front of him. What else did he want to say and what else he wanted to do?

He knew that as long as he killed this guy, his face could still be recovered.

So he stood up with a raging anger. He felt very angry. This guy was playing tricks on himself.

The young man's smile made him clenching the handle of the knife in his right hand again.

He wanted to blow this guy's head with a knife, so that the instantaneous brain plasma and blood would spew out and dye the battlefield red.

Similarly, his ideas and daydreams are very good.

As the saying goes, the power of angry people will be more than three times higher than usual, so the blue veins on Lei Xuan's forehead burst, which is a horrible and unbalanced state.

The handle in his hand seemed to be cut off by himself, but he still grasped it tightly. The knife came faster and more fiercely.

If the knife in front is like a fire, then this knife is like a tiger down the mountain, and it is also a tiger driven by a rabbit, with fire on its body, which can be said to be a kind of magic tiger.

So Qingyu can't underestimate his speed.

But Qingyu's face was still that annoying smile, as if everything was under his control. If Zhiliu Xiong Kun sees his smile, they will feel at ease and feel that the victory is in their own hands.

But if the other party sees it, it will be very angry.

Who will not be angry? The two sides of the war don't see themselves at all.

Of course, Qing Yu will not look at him. How can such a small Luo Luo make his mood fluctuate so much? If it fluctuates a lot, how can he lead so many brothers from Tianfumen to travel together?

Does he still have that qualification? If he was like that, he thought that even if others asked him to be the master of the Heavenly Gate, he would not pick up such a position. It was purely to die, because he was not the material at all.

For a brave and resourceful guy like Lei Xuan, he always comes forward and fights with the other party when he encounters anything, and the knife is also casually waved. Although the momentum is fierce, the power is fierce, and the speed is also strong, but he has no brain. These things can only hit those little tigers without IQ.

In Qingyu's opinion, how ridiculous this person is. At least the easiest of the swordsman-level strongmen he faces.

In the face of Shadong and the second old gold and silver, he took a breath and almost died.

But now his strength is far more than that. So he won't let his army come to support him for such a swordsman now.

Looking at Murong Qiushui, who killed left and right in the light walker's team, he was very happy to kill, and he was also the kind of person who tried not to let blood stain himself.

Like Ximen blowing snow who has bathed and changed clothes, he doesn't like to kill people with blood and doesn't like to be stained with blood. And the behavior is just like a little red in the Central Plains, and he doesn't want to spend more effort to kill people.

Qing Yu looked at it and secretly gave a thumbs up, because Murong Qiushui at this moment is much stronger than Murong Qiushui at the previous swordsman level.

For Zhiliu and Xiong Kun, he only hopes that these two brothers can live well and lead the army to war with him. But it is absolutely impossible for him to become a super master like Murong Qiushi. Unless they have an adventure or get a panacea, they may have been masters long ago.

Because they don't have the talent of Murong Qiushui at all. To be honest, this kind of talent may really be innate. Some people are still at the level of Jianwu even if they have worked hard for a lifetime. Maybe just like Xuantianzong, the suzerain Xuanzhuang has always been at the level of Jianwu, and there has been no improvement in the past 30 years.

Is this because one side nourishes one side of people, and one side can only have that kind of achievement? It is impossible for everyone to stand at the top of this continent and be proud of the world.

So Qingyu doesn't expect how powerful their martial arts are. When his own strength improves, more strong people will come to cling to him, just like Mingluan, the owner of the ghost garden. Although he was occupied by the leader of Mingyou, his powerful swordsman level is like a reassurance in this area. No one has seen him. Maybe Mingluan is dead?

However, there are so many people who work for him that his power can spread to remote places such as Jianmen, and even the blood wolf murderers want to subdue themselves.

Qing Yu's thoughts just flashed by.

Lei Xuan's knife has arrived. Qing Yu knew that this knife was not the first knife, and the first knife was due to Lei Xuan's negligence and carelessness to the enemy. That's why he was kicked away by Qingyu.

But Qingyu knew that the obscene man in front of him was also a swordsman after all, and the majesty of the swordsman should not be deblasphemed.

So Qingyu gave him the greatest respect.

Qing Yu attacked from the front and came out with a sword from the front. Qingyu knew that this sword condensed most of his strength.