Medical concubine crowns the world

Chapter 368

With the cold sword in the head and murderous aura covering her body, Xuehuang didn't fight recklessly, but retreated hurriedly, avoiding the opponent's head blow.

Standing a few steps away from the gray-clothed men, he looked coldly at these gray-clothed men who suddenly turned into puppets.With [-] points of vigilance in my heart, my brain was spinning rapidly, thinking of a solution.

Although the movements of the man in gray seemed clumsy, Xuehuang did not dare to take it lightly.

Even if she didn't know Murong Yichen well, she still knew that there was something so powerful about him doing so.Otherwise, he wouldn't use that whistle to control them.

Murong Yichen from afar looked at Xuehuang not daring to fight the gray-clothed man, with a complacent expression on his face.Looking at Xuehuang with disdainful eyes, he said proudly: "This is frightening, I thought you were so powerful, that's all."

"Just wait for me, I will let you be buried with Shaoxuan soon."

Thinking about it, Murong Yichen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his expression was even more terrifyingly sinister.

Immediately, the whistle was raised a few pitches higher, and it became more and more piercing, so Xuehuang and the others had to work hard to resist.

Murong Yichen, on the other hand, looked at Xuehuang, who was forced to retreat by the men in gray and covered her ears because of the shock of her own whistle, with a strange expression, seeing that the distance between her and the men in gray was not enough. After ten steps, he suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Xuehuang, you just wait to become the soul of the dead under their sword."

After speaking, the whistle sound became more and more intense and piercing.

Following the whistle, the man in gray once again raised his sword and slashed at Xuehuang three times.

Listening to the piercing whistle, looking at the soulless man in gray, Xue Huang's expression was very ugly.Quickly tore off a rag from his sleeve and stuffed it into his ear.

She never thought that this Murong Yichen could control these people in gray clothes. No wonder he brazenly said at the beginning that he wanted to take her and Murong Yifei's lives.

It turned out to be this.

Damn!

Xuehuang let out a low curse, and the icy aura began to radiate little by little.For a while, she couldn't think of a definite solution, so her eyes darkened, her body felt chilly, and she was full of Shura's aura.

That being the case, then don't blame her for killing people!

The body is like a ghost, and the sword is like a rainbow.

With her ears plugged, Xuehuang was no longer affected by the whistle, only the man in gray was in her eyes.

Moving like a rabbit, as fast as lightning, in the blink of an eye, Xuehuang threw herself in front of the man in gray, raising her sword and dropping it.

The long sword struck the top of the gray-clothed man's head, his brain burst open, and blood splattered down the street.

One move is successful, the movement is non-stop.

Xuehuang held up the long sword, changed it from chopping to slashing, and the cold light crossed the waist of the man in gray, cutting him into two pieces.

The action is fast, but it is extremely cruel.

The bloody and cruel scene fell into Murong Yifei's eyes, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He stared blankly at the Shura-like Xuehuang, his eyes widened.

And Uncle Niu at the side was even more shocked. Although he was not as frightened as Murong Yifei, he was also quite frightened.Especially when the brains and intestines flowed out, it made him want to vomit.

He has lived such a long life, and this is the first time he has seen such a bloody and cruel method.Thinking of the trouble he brought someone to find Xuehuang before, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

At this moment, he finally knew that Xuehuang was an evil star at all, and he was not something they could provoke.

As for Murong Yichen who was blowing the whistle, he was even more shocked by Xuehuang's cruel and bloody actions. He stared wide-eyed at the gray-clothed men being divided by Xuehuang one after another, and forgot about blowing the whistle. , staring blankly.

(End of this chapter)