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"Did you just say this hand? Hehe!"
Song Yifei stepped on his right hand that fell to the ground, and the corner of his mouth was raised, revealing his white and neat teeth.
"How can it be!!"
The scarred man quickly tapped acupuncture points on the severed arm to stop the bleeding, his face extremely ugly.
speed!
The speed is too fast!
Song Yifei didn't disappear just now, but the speed was too fast, and they didn't react at all.
"Innate!! You are innate!!"
Hearing the uncontrollable growl of the man with the scar, the man in black, who wanted to continue his attack, remained motionless as if he had been hit by a hold spell.
There is a huge gap between the Xiantian realm and the inner strength realm, and ten perfect inner strengths may not necessarily be an opponent of the Xiantian realm.
"Fatty hurt me! Run away!"
They are not afraid of death, but of meaningless death. Blocking a car with a mantis' arms is not bravery, but stupidity.
The eight people, in no particular order, performed lightness kung fu, and shot away in eight directions.
"I just want to escape now, you don't take me seriously! Hey!"
Before Song Yifei finished speaking, he caught up with the nearest man in black in an instant. The long sword in his hand turned into sword shadows and passed through. Then he caught up with another man in black without stopping.
Eight men in black chose eight directions. Still did not escape Song Yifei's pursuit. In the face of absolute speed, he didn't even have the reaction to block.
Even Song Yifei himself did not expect that body skills would have such a great effect on combat.
Indeed, there is nothing in martial arts that can't be broken, only speed can't be broken.
After finishing cooking for several people, Song Yifei took a small pill to restore his inner strength naturally, and then walked up to the seriously injured man with the scar and began to interrogate him.
In order to know the situation of the Demon Sect, he deliberately spared the life of the scarred man.
"You kill me, I won't tell you anything!"
The big man with the scar was gritting his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and his tone was very firm.
Song Yifei smiled, and took out the Baobing dagger from his bosom again.
"Tell me everything you know!"
"Dream!"
"Trust me, you can't stand it."
"snort!"
Seeing the toughness of the scarred man, Song Yifei admired him very much, so he tried it on him, the torture he saw in TV dramas.
In less than half a cup of tea, the scarred man confessed all the information he knew.
"Kill me! Please! Woohoo!"
The scarred man twitched all over, crying like a child.
"Hey! You can't bear it any longer, I want to try other methods!"
Song Yifei, who was somewhat regretful, slit the throat of the scarred man with a sword, ending his pain.
"I'll be waiting for you next! Junior brother!"
Song Yifei stood among the scattered corpses, looking in the direction of the gate of the Taoist temple with complicated eyes
After communicating with the man in black, Ma Zhao hurried down the mountain, but there was no one there.
He chased for a certain distance in the direction of the county seat, but still did not see anyone. Ma Zhao had a faint feeling that something was wrong.
"Could it be someone surnamed Song who discovered my abnormality? No, I will definitely not be able to catch up with them alone! Even if I catch up, I won't be able to keep them!"
Thinking of this, Ma Zhao didn't dare to stay, and hurried to Laojunguan. The only way out now is to let the men in black scatter to track down, and there is still hope of finding them.
After a period of non-stop rush, Ma Zhao returned to Laojunguan.
"My lord! The one surnamed Song found something unusual and ran away! You hurry up and send someone to chase after you, or you won't be able to catch up if it's too late!"
It was quiet in the Taoist temple, and no one responded.
"My lord? My lord!"
Standing at the door, Ma Zhao called again tentatively, but there was still no response.
what happened? Could it be that they already knew what was going on under the mountain and rushed over?
In Ma Zhao's heart, he never considered that this group of men in black would have an accident.
After getting along for a long time, Ma Zhao thinks that he knows Song Yifei very well, and thinks that Song Yifei is just a slightly stronger inner strength. Any man in black here is stronger than Song Yifei.
Creak!
Ma Zhao bravely pushed open the door and walked in.
Under the moonlight, a man was standing among the flying catkins, wiping the dagger in his hand.
"BigBrother?! You, why are you here?"
After seeing the appearance of the figure clearly, Ma Zhao's face changed drastically as if he had seen a ghost. Finally, with great difficulty, he squeezed out a smile.
Looking at Ma Zhao who was almost frightened, Song Yifei raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a flat tone: "I was worried that you would be in danger alone, so I came here to see you."
"Let big big big brother worry!"
Ma Zhao, who got a little closer, noticed that beside Song Yifei, there were ten corpses neatly arranged.
Ma Zhao, who was guilty of being a thief, felt cold all over his body and only shivered.
"Big big brother, this these are?"
"As soon as I came up just now, they came to attack me, and I killed them casually! I'm sorry, I scared the younger brother!"
"Nono! If they dareto attack Big Brother, thenthat is their own fault!"
Noticing the cross-shaped scar on the face of one of the corpses, Ma Zhao's head went blank, and he finally finished speaking.
"The junior brother came up at the right time, and the senior brother just wanted to ask you for a favor."
"Brother, just give orders!"
"I suspect that Miaoxuan and his two apprentices have been killed by these people! So I want to cut off the heads of these people and pay homage to the three of them in the hall. It's just that the battle just now made me feel a little weak, so I want to ask my junior brother to do it!"
Under the moonlight, Song Yifei looked at Ma Zhao calmly.
"Thisisn't it good? Or else"
Ma Zhao tried his best to refuse, he didn't want to stay here even for a second now.
Song Yifei snorted lightly with his nose, and Ma Zhaoru showed a very reluctant smile after being struck by lightning.
"I'll do it right away! I'll do it right away! This group of people actually killed Liu Kong, even if it's a mess, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"
"Trouble junior brother!"
"No trouble! No trouble!"
Song Yifei didn't speak next, but watched Ma Zhao busy while wiping the dagger in his hand.
Ma Zhao endured his nausea and used his long sword to chop off the heads of ten people and pile them on the altar table of the Sanqing Hall at the main entrance.
"Brother, it's over, let's go!"
Wiping the blood on his body, Ma Zhao said anxiously.
"Junior brother, let's burn incense sticks!"
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"Um!"
"Good! Good! It's time to burn incense! When I'm free another day, I'll set up a tablet for them!"
Ma Zhao was in a hurry, picked up the sandalwood on the table, lit it, and bowed to Sanqing three times.
After inserting the sandalwood into the incense burner, Ma Zhao was about to turn around and leave, but saw Song Yifei walking towards him slowly holding a dagger.
"Big big brother, you you do you want to offer incense?"
Feeling the killing intent on Song Yifei, Ma Zhao stammered.
"Junior brother, for the sake of you calling me big brother so many times, I will give you a good time!"
There was a trace of regret in Song Yifei's tone.
Only at this time did Ma Zhao realize that Song Yifei already knew about his betrayal.
With a plop, Ma Zhao fell to his knees without any hesitation. Song Yifei was able to kill ten masters of the Demon Sect without any damage, and his strength was so much stronger than him. He had no room to resist at all, and the only thing he could do was beg for mercy.
"Brother, please forgive me, I know I was wrong! I was also forced! They gave me the Xixin Pill, and if I don't agree, I will die!"
Ma Zhao kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy, his head was bleeding, but he still didn't stop.
Facing Ma Zhao's begging for mercy, Song Yifei remained indifferent and approached step by step.
"Junior brother, you are not wrong! What is wrong is this world! Since you have come to this world, you must be prepared to be killed at any time!"
"Brother, I Gulu Gulu!"
Poof!
The dagger slashed across Ma Zhao's neck, and a chubby head fell to the ground, revealing his eyes, blood gushing out like a fountain.
The long sword held in Ma Zhao's right hand was just half drawn, and there was a little bit of cold light in the dim light.
"Three! I, Song Yifei, am sorry for you!"
Song Yifei worshiped three times on the incense sticks, then turned and left. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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