Chapter 2 A killing spree in the tavern

More than ten people are sent out to kill, the hall is invisible to kill to fill, the tavern shopkeeper, have already left far away, they hide in the corner, eyes compassion looked at a young man.

Now, the king of the land was seriously injured, the general in the prime of the day, in addition to the land has yuan God border sit the flying snake zong, Yin poison door personnel united, into the king city.

They allied themselves with the general.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known.

This group of disciples in the door a rebellious, murder, no control, so recently, in the city, from time to time people die.

All of these were done by the disciples of the two major schools.

More than ten people in this group, who exhale a cold and gloomy atmosphere, are disciples of the Flying Snake Sect, ordinary disciples of the flying Snake Sect, all have the strength of purifying body state, and even generally reach the condensing qi state.

So the landlord looked at a young man with pity.

The young man faced more than ten pairs of eyes full of murder, face still with a very lazy smile, smile asked: "so say, you are fang Changlin lackey."

Lackeys.

An insulting term used to describe those who do evil or flatter others.

A moment of silence.

In the corner, the shopkeeper and the middle-aged shopkeeper with fat look dumbfounded, the young man is too arrogant, not only did not fear, but called this group of flying snake disciples as lackeys.

I thought you were setting yourself up for death.

"Are you looking for death?"

Flying snake disciple, eyes bleak and cold stare at the youth, the tone is cold, with a boundless killing.

"If you want to die, I will let you die."

One of the flying snake disciples, the whole body atmosphere riot, a condensing atmosphere broke out, there was no wind around since, the chair around five meters, was directly blown away by the strong wind, scattered eight fall.

Then, the flying snake disciple tiptoed to the young man almost instantly.

The distance between the two was about ten meters.

Ten meters between breaths, like a phantom.

The disciple of the Flying snake sect raised his hand and put his fingers together. Bending, strong energy burst from the fingers, like a snake ready to fire, and stabbed the young man's throat.

This is the snake finger Skill of the Flying Snake Clan. The master of the flying Snake Clan visualized the skill created by venomous snake hunting. It has the instantaneous speed of venomous snake hunting, and the two fingers are together, which can burst out powerful power in an instant.

With the force of two fingers, it can Pierce a throat, or break a stone a meter thick.

The disciple of the hand, there is a coagulation atmosphere in the middle of the repair, in the flying snake inside, also belongs to the medium strength.

At the moment when the hand and the onlooker thought that the young man's throat would be pierced by two fingers, suddenly a white hand, like jade, buckled the wrist of the hand.

Like eagle claw, like buckled into the flesh and blood, the original face with a grim smile of the hands of the people, the instant a shrill roar.

A fierce energy ran up his arm.

Bam!

This arm of his, it just blew apart, exploded into a bloody mist.

"Ouch"

The man who did it howled in pain, unable to withstand the force that rushed into his arm, and the force of terror burst his arm in a piercing roar.

"Strength not so, temper to quite big, a word not to kill" lazy words, spit out from the mouth of the youth.

"How is this possible?"

Around the flying snake disciples, their eyes are almost bulging out, before, they did not perceive the young man's breath fluctuations, still thought he was an ordinary person.

Now instantly let the companion of an arm blast off, that this young man is playing a pig to eat a tiger.

The youth raises forefinger, draw illusory in the air, see forefinger above appear a spirit force to change the wind blade, from the arm blow up the person's neck spread and lead.

The latter groaned, with a look of intense regret in his eyes, as if he should not have acted so impulsively that he had lost his life.

Three seconds later, a thread of blood suddenly appeared around the neck of the flying Snake disciple, and then a mist of blood sprayed out, and he fell flat on the ground.

There is no life.

"How dare you kill my flying Snake Disciple?"

"Kill him to avenge his fellow."

A few seconds later, the remaining flying Snake disciples saw the death of their companion, one by one filled with righteous indignation.

Think they fly snake disciple, since entering the king city, only they bully others share, this is the first time the same door was killed, everyone's eyes with a cold kill.

After that, everyone releases their breath, the most common one at the peak of the condensing state, the strongest one at the middle of the condensing state, and they all explode together, creating a violent wind that rolls up tables and chairs around them.

"Clowns"

From the beginning to the end, the young man smiled languidly and showed no fear at the sight of his flying snake disciples bursting into life.

Then, tap the table.

Buzz.

On the table, the long sword, which had been quietly placed, suddenly vibrated, as if drawn by a strange force, resonating and sounding.

Before!

The longsword disengaged itself from its sheath and hung in the air.

The long sword was not very big, about three chi long and two chi wide, but the body was bright and shiny, and the flowing luster was the swordsman's spirit.

You can blow it off.

"What the hell?"

A group of flying snake disciples, where have seen this array of battle, their body tight, staring at no one to control the sword, see the surface of the sword body flow of luster, inexplicable swallowed saliva.

A chill rose in my heart.

"You, you better not mess around, we are the flying Snake people, you kill us, our master will not let you."

"No, not bad, life stay a line, good phase in the future.."

A group of flying snake disciples, stammering threats up.

Before!

However, before the words of threat were finished, the sword, which was still in the air, turned into a blade of silver and shot away at them.

"Defense"

The flying snake disciple shouted, and everyone burst into breath, reiki gushing out of their bodies, trying to block the flying sword, but the speed of the sword was too fast, easily across the neck of one of the flying snake disciple.

The latter stared with fear and fell to the ground unwillingly.

The sword was like a lightning bolt, too fast and invincible, so sharp that anyone who touched it would die. Soon, one by one, the disciples of the Flying Snake school fell in a pool of blood.

On each neck, there was a mark of blood, a fatal wound.

With only one breath, there were more than ten flying snake disciples, and only one was left standing in the same spot, while his companions died one by one, causing a psychological shadow in his heart, and his legs were shaking and trembling.

The strange flying sword did not strike him, but flew back to the young man's side.

Though he had killed a dozen men, the blade was bright and so sharp that not a trace of blood stuck to it.