The unparalleled swordsman of Daqin

Chapter 632 Jealousy
Chapter 632 Jealousy

Jing Ke and Hei Qilin left here silently.

Below this cliff, since there is no whereabouts of Li Ji, no matter what, we must find a way to find Li Ji, this is the most important thing.

But it has been a long time since Li Ji's accident happened, and she has not been found anywhere, so even if Jing Ke wanted to find her, it would be as difficult as climbing the sky.

After all, it is hard to say whether Li Ji is alive or dead now.

After leaving here, Jing Ke's gaze has been looking around, and there is also a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Brother Jing Ke, what's wrong with you!" Seeing this scene, he saw Hei Qilin asking from the side.

Hearing her words, he saw Jing Ke couldn't help frowning.

His footsteps also stopped slowly, and his eyes shone with a terrifying light.

"I can feel that there are more than one people following us." Jing Ke said lightly.

Hearing what Jing Ke said, Hei Qilin's complexion couldn't help changing drastically, especially in his eyes, he also began to look around.

Not long after, I saw her shaking her head in a daze.

"Why didn't I find out?" Hei Qilin obviously didn't find anything.

Jing Ke smiled faintly, and saw that his gaze was also looking at one place, and his sharp eyes were like knives, staring at him firmly.

"Since your Excellency has already appeared, why don't you show yourself?" Jing Ke's voice was only faint, without any emotion, and said it.

When Jing Ke's voice fell, the whole world became a little quiet, but.This kind of silence didn't last long, but I felt that there was a rush of breaking wind in midair, which also came involuntarily.

The rushing sound of breaking wind, like a storm, swept over the ground, and then, whether it was Jing Ke or Hei Qilin, they saw a few men in black suddenly appear, and the leader was the young man in the blood robe .

When the blood-robed youth landed on the ground, the men in black behind him followed closely.

"Who are they?" Hei Qilin asked from the side.

Jing Ke narrowed his eyes, and soon he said coldly: "In my opinion, he must not be a good person."

Hei Qilin nodded deeply sympathetically, because even she could tell that the people who appeared suddenly were not really good people.

The men in black naturally heard the conversation between Jing Ke and Hei Qilin, and their expressions changed a little, but they didn't dare to make a move before the blood-robed youth opened his mouth.

And the blood-robed young man held the iron fan tightly in his hand. From a distance, the iron fan was nothing more than ordinary, but it was such an iron fan, but it was very important to the blood-robed young man.

The blood-robed youth came over and looked at Jing Ke and Hei Qilin. In the end, he kept staring at Jing Ke's waist, only to see a sword hanging there.

That sword is the Killing Sword.

"I've heard about Jing Ke's great reputation for a long time, but seeing him today, I'm sure it's astonishing!" The blood-robed youth cupped his hands and said.

"Who are you?" Jing Ke's face became serious, because he could feel that the appearance of this blood-robed youth was very strange.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I'm very interested in the sword on your waist..." The blood-robed youth said coldly: "As long as you can give me this sword, I will leave you with a whole body." .”

The corners of Jing Ke's mouth twitched slightly. He dared to give him the sword, but he still couldn't escape death.

Jing Ke smiled faintly, "What if I don't give it?"

The young man in the blood robe said with a serious smile: "Then it's not as simple as leaving your corpses alone. When the time comes, I'll smash your bodies to pieces!"

I have to say, this guy is really ruthless.

Jing Ke narrowed his eyes slightly.

He held the dagger at his waist tightly in his hand.

To be precise, that sword, now in Jing Ke's hands, is called the Killing Sword.

"You guys want this sword too. It's just a dream." Jing Ke said lightly, "Give it to me...get lost!"

When this rolling word was uttered from Jing Ke's mouth, both the blood-robed youth and the men in black behind him couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb.

As expected of Jing Ke in the legend, he is really powerful, just a single sentence has such terrifying power.

"That sword was originally given to me, that damned wind beard, I didn't expect that his old man would give this sword to you, an outsider, it's hateful!" The blood-robed youth gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't Give me the sword, and I'll smash you to pieces!"

Jing Ke's eyes moved, "It seems that you know Senior Fengbeard?"

"Don't mention that old bastard to me, I wish I could kill him!" The blood-robed youth took a deep breath, and there was an astonishing killing intent in his eyes.

"It seems that you don't want to hand it over, that's fine, that's fine!"

He grinned, and at this moment his face was already filled with ferocity.

He suddenly waved his hands.

"All of them will go to me, if you don't kill them, don't give up!" The blood-robed youth said coldly.

Swish!

Just as the indifferent voice of the blood-robed youth came, the people in black behind him shot directly.

The killing sword in Jing Ke's hand was out of its sheath, sharp and radiant!
Although this is just a short sword, this sword is very powerful.

"Well done, I haven't used this dagger for a long time. I'll use you guys for surgery today!" Jing Ke laughed loudly, his figure flashed like a ghost, and he shot out directly.

Swish!

The killing sword in his hand was cut down one after another, and the long swords in the hands of those men in black were cut off directly!
"This, this..." The people in black all looked at each other, their eyes were a little surprised, especially in their eyes, when they saw the sword in Jing Ke's hand, their respective mouths were full of surprise. Can't help opening slightly.

This sword is really not that powerful.

The young man in the blood robe fixed his eyes on the killing sword in Jing Ke's hand, and his hand was tightly holding the iron fan in his hand. In the corner of his eyes, there was even more jealousy that could not be concealed.

This sword was originally his, it was his!
At the beginning, he did a lot of things for Feng Huzi for this short sword, but in the end, this old immortal not only did not give him the sword, but gave it to an outsider instead.

I vaguely remember that Fengbeard said to him like this back then.

"Son, this sword is too powerful, you can't use it!"

These words have been echoing in the blood-robed youth's mind, and they have never stopped.

But why, why is it given to this Jing Ke now? !

Why? !

The jealousy in the blood-robed youth's heart became more and more intense.

At the same time, Jing Ke held the killing sword in his hand.

"Okay..."

Jing Ke smiled coldly.

"Eighteen Shocking Swords!"

rumbling...

　Ask for full order! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)