Several blood splatters of blood splattered on the ground.
Xiao Lingyue's eyes thorned, and she could hardly bear to look.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in Zhan Beihan's eyes, who had been expressionless, saying: "Finally found!"
He threw it out with a sharp sword!
The sharp sword made a sharp roar, breaking through the air like lightning, and stabbing towards a black shadow huddled behind the crowd in the northeast corner!
The black shadow's face changed drastically, and he didn't even resist. He turned around and ran away!
At a lovely speed, how can the flying sword come faster?
"Swoosh--"
The sharp sword fell from the sky like eyes, instantly pierced through his shoulders, and the sword was nailed to the ground with a "ding!"
The black shadow screamed in pain: "Ah!!"
He was also a ruthless person. After finding out that he was exposed, he grabbed the sword blade with his bare hands and wanted to pull it out.
Zhan Bei cold curled his lips and stepped on the railing. The slender and tall figure jumped down, stepped on the heads of a group of bandits, and landed steadily beside the black shadow, stepping on his head!
"Who are you?" Zhan Bei asked coldly.
The black shadow almost got stepped into the soil with half of his head, and chewed in a mouthful of mud, and screamed in vain.
The bandits next to them were so scared that they retreated one after another, clenched the knife in their hands, and made a circle of vacuum with Zhan Beihan as the center.
"Has you caught someone?" The middle-aged man was not angry but happy, and immediately said: "It must be his wolfish ambition that deliberately wanted to kill me! This is a traitor from our copycat, so you should leave it to me..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes directly: "What kind of beautiful dream are you having?"
The middle-aged man has not figured out the situation yet.
Xiao Lingyue was too lazy to talk to him, so she simply clicked his acupoint and took back the dagger.
The middle-aged man widened his eyes, his whole body was as stiff as a stone, and he couldn't move: "What are you going to do?"
"Shut up!" Xiao Lingyue glared at him, "I'll kill you if you say something more!"
Middle-aged man: "..." He shut up in fear.
Xiao Lingyue looked downward.
Zhan Beihan was standing alone in the crowd, stepping on the man in black under his feet, and there was a vacuum within five meters around him.
Dozens of bandits clenched their swords and surrounded him from around them, with fierce and ferocious faces on their faces.
Deeply entering the encirclement, Zhan Beihan's face was nowhere to be seen, his eyes were dark and heavy, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he stepped on the head of the man in black, and his cold murderous intent was as convincing as if it was substantial.
"I say it again - who are you?" he asked coldly word by word.
The man in black showed half of his face in difficulty, staring at him with a sinister eyes, and a strange smile in his eyes.
At this time, the bandits around also found something wrong: "Who is this person?"
"Is there this person in our village?"
“Never seen it before…”
"He was just talking in the crowd? Was he the first to say that these two people were lackeys from the court?"
The man in black said nothing.
Zhan Beihan had no patience to wait. He narrowed his eyes, suddenly bent down and reached out, and grabbed the man in black's collar.
"Cough cough..." The man in black coughed twice in pain, staring at him with hoarse and weird voice, "King Yi, this is what you delivered to your door! Today is your death date!"
Zhan Beihan had long been tired of this threat and did not take it seriously at all. He pulled the collar of the man in black.
really......
A black mark was printed on the neck of the man in black.
Zhan Beihan sneered: "Nanyan Dead Soldier?" Popular 『』 This chapter has been completed!