Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

Jianghu Xiaozhan Muzhi, with a sneer on his face, said to the brothers around him:

"I want to see what he uses to finish it."

A few people from Jianghu Xiaozhan approached for a few minutes and asked curiously:

"Master Muzhi, I remember the information we collected, the head of the whole family is a thief, who can instantly kill countless masters."

The main thing Jianghu Xiaozhan does is to collect information, and others may not know the authenticity.

They know it all too well.

"Oh, indeed, if he wanted to kill everyone present, it would be easy, but..."

When Mu Zhi said this, there was not much fear in his eyes.

"But he's all about fighting for his life. Our lives are cheap, so it's not worth his doing. If these tree spirits can force him to take action, heh, our chance has come."

Muzhi took out his mobile phone to record.

Regarding the sensitivity of intelligence, he had a hunch that he would be able to capture some incredible scenes.

All he could think of was Lin Xiu's madness.

At that time, his injuries must have worsened, and he will not be far from death!

They were right about one thing.

It's true that life is cheap, Lin Xiu didn't even look at them.

Just like Rotes, in his eyes, these are a bunch of worthless people.

What really deserves attention are the talented young man and the wily old man.

I roughly looked at the distribution and quantity of the surrounding dryads.

"Everyone."

With a soft voice, Lin Xiu interrupted the futile efforts of the newcomers.

It also attracted the attention of everyone who was mocking and watching the show.

Let go of all those idle words.

"The three of you are in charge of the three, and the four of you are the first four..."

Lin Xiu named the areas they were responsible for one by one.

Divide it up, almost everyone deals with one.

They looked embarrassed and sweated.

"Master... we... fight, we can't fight..."

Finally, someone shouted out what everyone was thinking.

More than 30 people are very difficult to deal with two.

Three have been able to destroy them all.

One per person... That's more than 30!

How could it be that they dared to weigh it.

There might as well be laughter around, as if watching a man on paper make blind instructions.

There is no strategy at all.

"It is rumored that the head of Quanxing has a great strategy, and all the sects of Longhu Mountain are under his control."

Su Guge Zhao Yong looked at the embarrassing scene with interest.

"Looking at it now, it's just Tianshi Mansion looking for face for me."

After saying this, everyone in the Sugu Pavilion laughed softly.

Xia He's face darkened, seeing the sarcasm on the lips of this group of people, but he didn't even dare to laugh out loud.

He was obviously very afraid of Lin Xiu, but he still had fun with Lin Xiu.

This kind of person is truly ridiculous!

But she had no choice but to reprimand.

She couldn't understand what Lin Xiu said right now.

Isn't one of each sent to death?

Snapped

Lin Xiu slapped the timid rookie on the head.

"Nonsense, of course you can't beat it."

"Lead them all to me."

The sneer who was wandering in the temple before was silent at this moment.

In the whole environment, only the barking of the dryad could be heard.

Zhao Yong's temples were covered with cold sweat.

Even Mu Zhi could barely hold the camera hand.

All held their breath, thinking they had heard wrong.

lead over.

Don't you die?

That's a dryad!

Swallowing his saliva, Mu Zhi waved his hands back, signaling the brothers in Jianghu Xiaozhan to back up.

"Everyone is preparing to evacuate..."

Saying that, he and his brothers made preparations to run away.

"After the ball, he probably... really wants to be like that bloody battle."

"Become crazy."

Chapter 190 No Skill, All Recklessness

Zhao Yong saw that the people from Jianghu Inn were about to run out.

Make good moves knowingly.

At this time, he did not forget to put his mobile phone away.

This is a good time to study Lin Xiu's skills.

In just one bloody battle, everyone has already analyzed nearly a hundred pages of content.

It directly covered up less than half a page of Lin Xiu's life in the first half of his life.

Then his second shot must not be missed.

The whole newcomer is worried, but the order of the head cannot be questioned.

After seeing A Bin leave the stage, everyone didn't dare to say anything more.

They followed Lin Xiu's plan.

The tree spirits that Lin Xiu was referring to were ignored by all the sects.

Truly no scrambling.

This approach made Zhao Yong start to change his view of Quan Xing.

"Damn it, I actually find Quan Xing's head a bit pleasing to the eye..."

Zhao Yong scratched his head, wearing a pink T-shirt and muscular, he said this.

The men behind him muttered to the brothers beside them:

"Look, I guessed that the eldest brother is Ji... Ouch, take it easy, elder brother."

One ear was screwed up by Zhao Yong.

The pain made him shed half a tear.

"What?" Zhao Yong looked like he wanted to hit someone.

"Brother, you heard me wrong, what I said was just because..."

hiss...

The dryad roared and swung at the ground, attacking the group of newcomers.

In the case of hiding but not attacking, they are quite handy.

While using Qi to condense into a flying blade, it stabbed at the dryad's face.

On the other side, he ran vigorously in the direction of the master.

After a while, the dryad whose eyes were fixed on Lin Xiu had already locked his target on Lin Xiu.

Dozens of dryads slowly attacked Lin Xiu.

Only Lin Xiu dared to stand in front of them.

In terms of momentum alone, there is a scene where one man is in charge of the other.

In such a scene, even Zhao Yong, who is fearless, dare not say a word at this moment.

Ma Xianhong was nervous for Lin Xiu.

In his observation, as long as he hits even one stab.

It means death!

The thorns that emerged from the ground were extremely thick and extremely sharp.

Any defensive skills are useless.

The stabbing of the ground is like cutting paper with a knife. In the blink of an eye, the person will be pierced directly from the soles of the feet to the head.