Sharp, sharp, sharp and sharp, and violently assassinated Xiang Si Yuan's left eye.

He did not dodge or avoid, just closed his eyes and used his eyelids to resist the sudden assassination of the close-range killer disguised as a chef.

"when……!"

A sound of metal collision sounded.

Between Si Yuan's left eyelid and the sharp spike, there was obvious Mars sputtering.

"Your fragile lives, like these Mars, flashed and extremely short." Si Yuan sighed calmly, with sincere feelings.

I feel sorry for not being able to recruit a good cook.

It was at this moment.

His divine consciousness sensed that the strange poison in his body was spreading faster with the attack of those net assassins.

Although it has no effect on me at all.

But he understood one thing, looking at the killers who were attacking him madly, with a hint of pity and sympathy in his eyes.

"A bunch of abandoned pieces."

"The meaning of your existence is just to accelerate the spread of those poisons."

"Since I rejected my kindness, I have to beat you all to death." Si Yuan stood up and didn't even look at the desperate attacks of the scammers.

Anyway, if you can't break your defense, your lethality is zero.

He lowered his head slightly and glanced at the precious black hooded cloak he was wearing. At this moment, he had become a rag beggar's outfit.

This made him feel dissatisfied.

"My marquis' clothes are very expensive. You broke my clothes."

"Clothes made of ordinary materials are indeed not suitable for fighting with bare hands."

A pair of palms as big as a palm fan suddenly poked out to both sides.

Accurately pinch two heads.

"Crack...!"

Ten fingers were slightly pressed, and the hard skull and bones were pinched like tomatoes.

Blood and brain matter sputtered in all directions along the gaps in fingers.

"Weak bugs are as annoying as flies."

Si Yuan shook his neck slightly, and a series of crisp bone sounds sounded.

The strong and burly body suddenly moved, and the body was like a phantom, flexible and agile. The palms of his hands were swaying, opening and closing.

Fingers, palms, fists, and claws are all deadly weapons.

As you see, you can only attack wildly and fiercely without any defense or dodging.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

One after another, the killer and the killer were touched by the pair of palms as big as palm fan, and then a violent force surged.

Let them fly backwards and scatter in all directions.

Either the tendons and bones are broken, blood and internal organs are squirting wildly in the mouth, or the body is broken by a casual palm and bent into a strange structure.

Then it exploded into a pile of rotten flesh and broken bones.

Or it was just a pair of thick palms that were pinched, and the flesh and blood were as easy as being torn into two halves of the corpse.

Under the suppression of Si Yuan's spiritual thoughts.

These net killers have difficulty even dodging, and it looks more like they are taking the initiative to die, one after another.

It's even more outrageous than a Calabash to save grandpa.

"Kill the weak without any sense of accomplishment."

Si Yuan shook the blood and brain matter stained on his hands, and turned around and walked out.

He didn't ride his horse.

Because in order to prevent themselves from escaping, those net killers had secretly killed their horses, and they had a blade cut off their throats and were neat and neat.

"Scratch my clothes, kill my horse, and refuse the kindness of my marquis."

"These gang killers are really not things."

Si Yuan walked quietly on the street and looked forward quietly.

I keep thinking in my heart.

"I guess those guys who haven't shown up are still waiting for the spread of the toxicity in my body."

"It's a pity that they're going to disappoint."

"But from today on, I am not afraid of the secret news of poisons, and it will be recorded in the net. What a pity..."

There is not much distance to walk.

When I was about to reach the gate of the other side of this Chu County.

Si Yuan stopped and looked forward and saw a very familiar figure of a man quietly appearing in front of him.

Block the way forward.

There was a slanted scar on the face of the middle-aged man full of vicissitudes of life.

In both hands, they were holding a single-blade white sword and a single-blade black sword. The pair of double swords was the famous sword Xuan Jian from Yue Kingdom.

"There are actually Heibai Xuan Jian, at least two killers of the Tianzi level were dispatched."

Si Yuan secretly felt it.

Through contact with the Prison-Devouring Sword, he noticed that his Prison-Devouring Sword was being held quietly toward the position behind him.

Obviously.

The black and white Xuan Jian appeared in front of him was just another kind of bait on the surface.

Responsible for attracting his attention.

The real killer is the Luowangtian killer who was quietly hiding behind the darkness. At this moment, he is approaching him little by little.

It's like a ferocious poisonous snake hiding in the dark.

Because the life blood and blood of the Prison Devouring itself are also the nemesis of external martial artists.

Si Yuan let go of his divine consciousness.

There are a large number of killers and killers in the surrounding roofs, behind walls, in winding alleys, etc., all of which are ambushed.

"Luowang's assassination is indeed a series of things, never ending."

Si Yuan glanced back slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There is no fear in my heart.

"It's a pity that these guys don't know that the Prison-Devouring Sword is actually mine."

"This marquis is the real Prison-Devouring Sword Lord."

A pair of thick arms raised, grabbed the sides of his already tattered black hooded cloak, and pulled them to both sides at will.

"Tear..."

The torn clothes were easily torn into two strips of ragged cloth and were thrown on the ground by Si Yuan.

Exposed a strong body with a tangled muscle.

He looked at Heibai Xuanjian in front of the road, with a calm expression. He raised his right hand and hooked his fingers at him.

"Come on, beat me to death!"

"You are very strong, I am very interested." Heibai Xuanjian shook his left and right swords, looked at Wei Anhou Siyuan who was provoking him, and smiled indifferently: "You are qualified to be a part of me."

"Kill you, everything about you will be mine."

The two black and white swords were dragged onto the ground by Xuan Jian and walked towards Si Yuan.

The blade drew a series of sparks on the ground.

"kill……!"

Suddenly!

On the surrounding roofs, in lanes, behind walls,...

A large number of earth-level killers and killers wearing black screw spider warrior suits shot one steel claw after another from Si Yuan in all directions.

The steel claws and iron chains were locked upside down on Si Yuan's limbs and joints.

Trying to forcibly block his mobility.

at the same time.

Xuan Jian, who was walking slowly with his two black and white swords, suddenly ran forward. After approaching a certain distance, Xuan Jian jumped into the air.

The black and white sword energy lingers around the body.

The two swords crossed and slashed towards Si Yuan.
Chapter completed!