The night is like a curtain, and under the curtain, it is covered with murderous intent.

A sound of explosion broke the tranquility of the night. The door full of copper rivets suddenly exploded, disrupting the dreams of many people and making the few people talking in the hall of Daoxinmen quiet down suddenly.

Xu Jie had a blood-drinking knife, dark red, and did not reflect much moonlight. A man wearing only white close-fitting clothes came towards him. He was pointing at Xu Jie and his group and shouting: "Who are you? Are you looking for death?"

This sectarian sect still had the confidence of the past. In a hurry, he did not expect that there would be a disaster in this sectarian sect.

Xu Jie, who was walking in front of his head, had already jumped up. Although the blood-drinking knife could not be repaired, it still easily took a head away and flew into his mouth. The head was not very painful in his face, but he opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide, and at that moment of surprise.

Many people who ran out of the wing room and yard had already seen this scene in their eyes.

"An enemy has come to the door..."

"Hurry, go and report to Master..."

"Care with me!!!"

There was not much panic in the scene. Although it was the first time that the Kuaixinmen had been hit by someone, it was because of the Kuaixinmen that there were mostly men who worked hard in the martial arts world. They had too many experiences of murder and had reliance in their hearts.

Xu Jie dragged his knife and walked in front of everyone. His steps were not fast, but he knew that Wang Wei could not think of escaping at the first time and would definitely appear at the first time.

Xu Zhong, who was leaning on a crutch, did not take action, but slowly followed Xu Jie. However, Xu Zhong's expression was no longer as kind as usual, but his face was cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he scanned around two gaps, like an eagle or a wolf.

Perhaps Xu Zhong looked like this on the battle formation, and perhaps the four brothers of the Xu family all looked like this on the battle formation.

Xu Jie seemed to have the same inheritance of this battle formation. He put away his sword and fell, and killed several people in a row. There were Yun Shuhuan and Xiao Daoer around him, which was also so clean and neat.

In the front yard, there were ordinary disciples living there, and no one could escape his life from coming and going. In the face of such murderous means, someone finally was frightened and kept looking back and waiting for the people in the inner yard to come out to meet the enemy.

However, Xu Jie did not take the initiative to chase these people who seemed to be inferior in martial arts, but instead stepped forward.

"Looking for death!" A strong man suddenly flew out of the air and headed straight for Xu Jie.

Xu Jie's mouth slanted slightly, and he murmured: "A man who can finally come to the table."

While speaking, the Blood-Drinking Treasure Knife was already swinging. He shouted again: "Xiaodao, look at how I cut off the sea tide with this move!"

Xiaodaoer looked up and looked.

The blood-drinking knife is sharp, and the sea-drilling tide is sharp. It seems that there is a dark red light, and it seems that there is a phantom. Xu Jie's body has already gone out, and the people on both sides cannot feel the slightest agitation of the aura, only the blood-drinking knife is in front of him.

The most proud thing about the Heart-Current Sect is the unique skill that can block sharp blades. It is a very painful way to practice. It is a method of practicing both inside and outside. It not only has a unique method of exercising the whole body's skills to gather on both arms and erode the meridians. It also requires the method of horizontal training to continuously strengthen the muscles, bones, and skin, inserting boiling iron sand on your hands, which is also a basic training method. The pain is really not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

However, these big hands, as if they were as steel, could see blood splashing out in a blink of an eye. Then there was a howl, and the blade in his eyes was red, coming out from his shoulders and from his armpits.

"How?" Xu Jie landed and shouted.

Xiaodaoer replied seriously: "Young master, it seems like this, but it's not enough to accumulate momentum."

Xu Jie smiled when he heard this: "It's enough to kill people. If the thin man sees him, he will say that the scholar has some luck."

The person who was cut off by one knife was also a new junior master of the Chaoxin Sect, and even a disciple who was focused on training in Chaoxin Sect, had already entered the first-class realm. It was when his spirit was full of energy, so he had the courage to be brave. However, he was dead before he could succeed.

Xu Jie probably didn't expect that he would kill first-class people with one move, and even Xu Jie didn't know that the person who had died under his sword was also a first-class realm. Perhaps the person who was killed did not expect that he would be killed by one move. He still had many unique skills, but he had no room for his performance.

Xu Zhong suddenly stood up, stopped his steps, and said in a low voice: "Old Eighth!"

Xu Zhong shouted, and Xu Laoba seemed to have understood the meaning. The two of them had already had an extraordinary tacit understanding in their wars. So they saw Xu Laoba nodding, and the standard long sword in their hand slightly turned, and they wanted to get up.

A figure came from the past, as fast as lightning, and had already arrived in front of everyone. It was Wang Wei. Xu Laoba was a little later before getting up, as if he was waiting for Wang Wei. When Wang Wei arrived, Xu Laoba suddenly stood up and stood behind Wang Wei.

Wang Wei's eyes were still on the two corpses on the ground, and then his hair and beard were all open. He slowly turned his head and saw Xu Jie. His surprised expression flashed in anger and said angrily: "Xu Wenyuan, come to die!"

Although Wang Wei felt the swelling of the popularity that had just jumped behind him, he was undoubtedly innate, but he was not afraid. His beloved disciple died on the spot, and he only had anger in his heart. He raised his hands slightly and headed straight for Xu Jie.

When Wang Wei got up, he felt a sudden aura in front of his head suddenly rise, very sharp. Looking for the moonlight, he was a middle-aged man with crutches. At this moment, a familiar fat figure suddenly came into his eyes. Wang Wei was angry, but he still had a bad premonition.

"Second uncle, let my nephew come first!" Xu Jie knew that Xu Zhong was about to take action, but spoke first.

Xu Zhong did not stop, but instead tried one foot and went forward, saying, "Okay, the second uncle is protecting you."

Xu Zhong did not run directly towards Wang Wei, but was slightly on the side.

However, Wang Wei's attention was on Xu Zhong who was beside him. Seeing Xu Jie's blood-drinking knife flying towards him, he just raised his hand slightly to block it.

With a sound of gold and iron, Wang Wei retracted his arm, feeling a little painful, slightly surprised, surprised that the young man had not seen him for half a year, and his move was so powerful.

Xu Jie went to the sword again without hesitation. Xu Jie had already practiced the tenth hand with the eighteen hand, Xinyan Pecked Chun Ni, this move was a method of assassination. At this time, Wang Wei was afraid and could not fight the enemy with all his strength. This method of assassination was just right.

The sharp edge of the knife was scratched from Wang Wei's armpit, with a very tricky angle.

While paying attention to Xu Zhong, Wang Wei hurriedly dodged and blocked with his hands. Wang Wei's hands could block sharp blades, but it did not mean that other parts of Wang Wei could block sharp blades.

Since that was the case, Wang Wei still underestimated Xu Jie for a few times. When the sword light came quickly, Wang Wei's arm turned around and seemed a little busy. After another crisp sound, Xu Jie's move still didn't work.

Wang Wei was attacked twice by a first-class person he never took seriously. He was already a little irritated and was about to bully himself and deal with this annoying boy like a mosquito and flies in a few strokes.

However, Wang Wei had not had time to fight back, his expression became solemn. The innate man with crutches beside him had already taken action. The assassination method of Xinyan Pecking Chun Ni was filled with murderous intent, and he was much more intelligent than this annoying boy.
Chapter completed!