Two pillars of blood splashed on the cold bluestone, and wisps of mist emerged.
Luo Tao looked up at the dazzling Jingde Tower with cold eyes, and his restless heart suddenly turned cold.
"Anyone who hurts Yan Xiaoyu will die!"
The two guards fell straight on their backs, like two tiles blown away by the wind.
Luo Tao stepped over the two bodies, and the bright red blood stained the edges of his white boots, like plum blossoms falling on the snow.
Tai'a was shocked when he saw that the young master of the village took action directly, but he had already stepped forward. He only saw a little step under his feet, his figure swung out, dragged out a black line, and disappeared into the lobby.
Since the young village master has already taken action, he should follow the young village master closely.
Luo Tao walked towards the backyard and looked at the situation inside the building.
The building was brightly lit, and from time to time the young woman's silver bell-like laughter could be heard. Just looking at the lights and listening to the charming smile, a colorful song and dance of birds and birds appeared in my mind.
It's just that Luo Tao has no intention of having such a romantic interest. The only person he wants to find is Yan Xiaoyu.
"Who are you?" a guard with a knife upstairs suddenly shouted, "Stop, this is not the place for you to come!"
The guard with the sword drank like this, looked at Luo Tao downstairs, then looked at the two corpses lying on the ground, and hurriedly shouted: "Someone is coming, someone is coming quickly."
Following the shouts, a group of more than 20 guards quickly rushed towards Luo Tao with their swords drawn.
When the leading guard saw Luo Tao alone, he shouted: "Who are you? You are so bold that you dare to go wild in Jingde Tower. Whose place is this?"
When Luo Tao heard what the guard said, he curved his lips and raised a heart-breaking edge: "Where is the girl Zhang Tianbao brought? Where is Duke Fan Yang?"
"Who are you? You are worthy of the name of the Duke." The leader shouted, and the steel knife in his hand was slashing.
The leader's sword skills are not weak. One move of "Cleaving Waves" is powerful and powerful, creating wind with every step.
"It turns out he is a disciple of the Peng family of the Five Tigers' Cutting Sword. No wonder he is so loud." Luo Tao looked at the sword coming towards him and smiled disdainfully.
I saw him, dragging out a purple phantom with a movement of his body, and the steel knife happened to be swung on top of the phantom.
The leader's sword was thrown away, and he turned around and raised another sword. This sword scraped against the bluestone, dragging out a line of fireworks like a fire dragon sweeping the ground, from bottom to top, straight at the middle door of Luo Tao.
Luo Tao's face was stunned and he shouted: "Seeking death!"
He waved one hand, and a ball of purple energy spread out from the palm of his hand, creating a purple energy barrier.
When the leader saw the purple energy coming towards his face, he was so reckless that he slashed at the purple energy with his sword. The moment the sword energy came into contact, there was a crisp sound and the sword made of fine steel shattered instantly.
, the scattered fragments shot towards the leading guard like hidden weapons in the sky.
In a mournful wail, a cloud of blood mist exploded, including one person!
When the guards saw this, they were all dumbfounded. They stared in surprise, and they couldn't understand why their boss suddenly exploded and died.
Luo Tao turned around in a cloud of blood mist, his whole body filled with purple energy and flashing with frightening purple light: "Where is the girl Zhou Tianbao brought? Where is Duke Fan Yang?"
The guards looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all at a loss for a moment. Suddenly, one of them shouted with all his strength: "Come on, someone broke into the building!"
His roar, filled with inner energy, instantly echoed throughout the entire backyard of Jingde Tower. Guards came one after another like a tide. Even the county guard heard the sound and rushed towards the direction of the sound.
Luo Tao smiled and said with cold eyes: "Why bother? Why do you need so many people to die?"
More and more guards came towards the backyard, surrounding Luo Tao in the middle, like a budding flower.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the guard chief asked, standing in front of Luo Tao.
"I have said it many times, where is the girl I brought with Zhang Tianbao? Where is Duke Fan Yang?" Luo Tao's face was gloomy, "This is the last side, and it is also the last side you can hear. Think about it.
answer me!"
"What are you looking for, Lord?" A Fan Yangwei walked out of the crowd.
"Come and get my stuff back."
Fan Yangwei smiled and said arrogantly: "Looking at the things our master took away, no one in Fan Yang can take them back."
Luo Tao smiled back, and the purple energy around his body surged like waves. He did not speak, but just pulled out the sword in his hand.
When the sword comes out, the sword is like a thread, and the person is like a thread.
A sword of one thread, a sword that can cut through the wind.
People on the front line want to die.
No one knew that he cut off Fan Yangwei's neck in the blink of an eye, and no one knew how he returned to the original place and sheathed the sword in the blink of an eye.
“So fast...”
Fan Yangwei touched his neck, and a trace of blood quietly appeared. He wanted to say something more, but blood had already rushed to his throat.
He fell, with his last touch of arrogance, he fell.
Seeing Fan Yangwei fall, the head guard trembled at the corner of his mouth, exhaled a puff of white air, and pretended to be calm: "Kill, kill, everyone comes together. I don't believe he can defeat so many of us by himself!"
Following his order, the guards waved their steel knives and rushed towards Luo Tao like angry waves crashing on the shore.
How can one person resist a hundred people? Even if one of these hundreds of people made a small cut on him, he wouldn't have that much blood to shed. Having more people is an advantage, and the advantage is naturally mine!
"The worm shakes the tree."
Luo Tao's face was full of disdain. He turned his hand and drew his sword again. He saw that the sword was covered with a layer of purple light, like a flame, surging with cold murderous aura.
"Anyone who stops me will die!"
As he said this, he waved the long sword in his hand, and purple light shot out. Wherever the sword light went, sand rolled, water wrinkled, rocks broke, and people died.
With just one strike, hundreds of people were killed in the courtyard.
The chief guard and the seven or eight people who were lucky enough to survive looked at the scene in front of them blankly. The shouts of killing just now still echoed in their minds, but in the blink of an eye, the killing sounds and human lives disappeared.
The huge courtyard, at this moment, shrouded in blood, felt terrifyingly cold and silent.
The manager's eyes trembled, he opened his mouth to exhale and inhale continuously, his throat was floating and he squeezed out a sentence: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
How can a mortal kill a hundred people with one sword?
Luo Tao looked cold and said, "Answer my question, you can still live."
The manager looked blank, his mind was buzzing, and he was blank. He said blankly: "What...problem are you talking about?"
"Then I'm sorry, you have to die!"
Luo Ao said calmly and took another step forward.
Just as he took this step, a majestic smile came: "I want to see who is so bold and dares to make me unhappy in Fan Yang!"
Luo Tao looked up when he heard the sound, and saw an old man with a bright head, standing upright on the upper floor, looking down at him. Beside him were more than a dozen warriors in fine armor, standing proudly.
