The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 493 Contempt
He backed away again and again until his vest touched the wall, and then hurriedly swung the knife, but it was already too late.

The throat was cut directly by the blade, and he fell to the ground and died.

He deftly threw the corpse to the side of the shadow, and then directly performed lightness kung fu, like the wind blowing, and quickly caught up with the escapers who were constantly changing directions.

All three of them fell into the shadow of the wall, watching the two hiding behind the tree in front of them, they were not in a hurry to make a move, and listened to their exchange quietly.

A weak voice said in a low voice: "Young Master Jing, you go first, I can't escape from the sky and the earth under the net of fierce knives."

"You spread the news that the peace talks are fraudulent, and I will die in peace."

"I can't do anything to abandon my brother! And when I contact your tribe to rebel against the rest of the tribe, I have to rely on you!" The straightforward voice replied firmly: "What is the strength of Lie Dao?"

"He traversed the northwest grasslands, and was originally known as the level of your Central Plains evil king and ghost king."

"But then he rashly challenged the Living Buddha and fled in a disastrous defeat. It is said that he left an indelible hole in his heart."

Jing Shao pondered for a while: "No matter what, if you meet him, fight his mother!"

He picked up the weak man on his back, ran out of the courtyard, and rushed to the river, intending to use the river to escape.

At this moment, a cold snort sounded far into his ears, making him numb like a lightning strike.

He turned his head and saw a tall figure approaching slowly, with a saber in his hand, with a tyrannical aura, like a demon god.

And beside the river and in the surrounding area, several figures approached, blocking all their escape routes.

"Fuck! Fight his mother!"

Jing Shao was swearing, but he didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he observed the enemies around him and planned to make a move.

"I've killed a boy with your skill level, maybe eighty times, if not a hundred times." Lie Dao said calmly.

Jing Shao and the person on his back were about to talk, when he heard "Amitabha" suddenly, the sound of the wooden fish piercing into his heart.

Everyone turned their heads in astonishment and alertness, and saw a small boat going down the river, and a monk in white clothes stood on it. His shoes and socks were clean and spotless. The whole person seemed to be out of the world. The feeling of a clean place.

"Ruyi Monk..."

Ruyi monk smiled and said kindly: "The two benefactors, are you willing to leave with the poor monk?"

Jing Shao and the people behind him were silent, wondering if they should trust Ruyi Monk.

"Follow me."

From another direction, a figure in green shirt came with hands behind his back, full of gloom, as if he had just crawled out of Jiuyou.

"Ghost King Almighty, don't come here without any harm." Monk Ruyi clasped his hands together, neither surprised nor stunned.

The situation changed abruptly, and the three of them joined forces, and a single move could affect the whole body.

Suddenly, Jing Shao moved. He neither ran to Ruyi monk nor turned to the ghost king. He seemed to be moving forward, but turned around at once, stepped on the stone bridge, and rushed to the opposite bank.

In this case, neither party seems to have ulterior motives!

As soon as he got on the stone bridge, he was suddenly stunned, because there was also a person standing on the stone bridge!

He has a cool demeanor, dressed in white like snow, holding a fan in his right hand, standing with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the flowing water under the bridge reflecting the cold moon, as if forming an inseparable whole with the stone bridge, the bright moon, and the river water, incomparably harmonious, repelling outsiders things!

Also a master...

Jing Shao slowed down and looked alert.

Then he saw the other party turn around slowly, revealing a stern and good-looking face, and the shaking fan did not change at all, containing indescribable charm and legal principles.

Lin Xi looked at Ghost King, Ruyi Monk and others with a chuckle: "Who will fight with me?"

The ghost king's pupils contracted, and he shouted in a low voice: "Young Master Yulong, Lin Xi! Be careful, Xiaomeng of the Shocking Sword is definitely there too!"

"Master Yulong?" Jing Shao was shocked at first, and then elated.

The moon and stars are sparse, the flowing water is gurgling, and the stone bridge spans across. Several groups of people facing each other present a special kind of tranquility.

After hearing the ghost king's words, Jing Shao couldn't hide his shock, and joy soon emerged in his heart.

After yesterday, who in the capital doesn't know the names of Young Master Yulong and Shocking God Sword?

They were heroic and courageous, and escorted thousands of miles away. The three of them alone protected Lu Shuai to enter the capital. There were countless dead souls of famous masters under the two of them!

Such a righteous person is worthy of trust!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Escorting Lu Guan, the most respected commander in the world, into Beijing made Lin Xi and the three of them have a high status in the hearts of most people in the Jianghu with chivalry.

He walked slowly to Lin Xi's side with his alien friend on his back. Seeing that he had no intention of forcing himself, his heart was determined, and he felt that Lin Xi was a fake knight who took advantage of others.

But he didn't know that he was almost completely ignored, and the one who really cared about him was Meng Qi who was hiding not far away.

As Lin Xi slowly closed the folding fan, it seemed that it was a long sword about to be unsheathed, a hidden sword with the charm of the law.

Ruyi Monk and Ghost King's pupils shrank slightly, and they thought of a person in unison.

The sword king who gets the sword and forgets the sword, forgets the sword and gets the sword!

Could it be that Mr. Yulong has reached this level?
Facing the extraordinary Lin Xi, Ruyi Monk and Ghost King were of course unwilling to do it themselves first. If they were alone here, they might boast their own strength and give it a try.

But there are still two other masters, why not wait for them to test?
What's more, Shocking God Sword Xiaomeng must be not far away, they dare not do it without permission, even if they lose both, they will be taken advantage of by others.

One monk carried water to drink, two monks carried water to drink, and three monks had no water to drink, especially since the three of them belonged to one side, it was almost impossible to join forces.

The two of them hid fear and suspicion, neither of them moved, they were very alert.

But Lie Dao had to move, he had a heavy responsibility, he had to kill the two boys in front of him, so that the matter could not be proven.

He strode forward, each step as if measured, the same length.

He raised his scimitar, and the blade reflected the moonlight like a scorching sun.

His mind was calm, and as he stepped forward step by step, his aura became stronger and stronger, with a terrifying feeling of being indomitable.

Lin Xi looked at the fiery sword like a demon god, and seemed to pinch his brows helplessly: "You're so weak, why don't you do it, Xiaomeng?"

As he said that, he actually turned his back to Lie Dao!

This is unabashed contempt and contempt, and that dispensable gesture is even more arrogant.

A nameless anger rose in Lie Dao's heart, and he rushed straight at Niwan, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth!
Deceiving too much!Deceiving too much!
At this moment, Lie Dao lost his composure, and his heart was in turmoil!

The wishful monk and the ghost king who were watching were even more shocked. If they were themselves, they would not dare to push their backs to the enemy.

Is he really that strong?
Jing Shao had already walked up to Lin Xi with his friend behind his back, and he couldn't believe his ears when he heard the words.

Lie Dao can be regarded as one of the best masters in the world, why is Mr. Yulong so entrusted and belittled so much?

Could it be that he has absolute strength and absolute confidence?

A person walked out of the darkness in the distance, and he smiled helplessly: "No, he is not worth my shot..."

Meng Qi was never weak for the sake of acting aggressively, and he directly hit his body with the fierce knife, and his fragile heart was aroused with boundless anger.

The mind seems to have disappeared.

(End of this chapter)