The blood on the long street has not dried yet, and the people on both sides have long dispersed.

Collapsed stalls, vegetable leaves scattered all over the floor...

It looks depressing.

At the end of the long street.

Four figures wearing black clothes, carrying sword boxes and hats on their heads slowly came.

They are different from the ordinary disciples of the Qingyi Sword Sect. They wear black robes and pineapple wooden sword box behind them, and at least three swords are hidden.

In the Sword Sect, the Three Swords of the Tibetan Swords are the Master of Five Rings.

The strength of the four people in front of him is indeed very strong, and they are not weaker than that of the previous Daozong Han Lianxiao.

Behind the four of them were a group of iron-blooded soldiers chasing with long swords.

However, the four masters of the Sword Sect were extremely fast, and although they were walking, they actually made the running soldiers unable to catch up.

The purpose of these four masters is very simple, to capture the king first.

Beiluo City is the target of the Sword Sect, and they were originally hidden in a remote place outside Beiluo City.

After receiving the message from Jing Yue, one of the seven heroes of the Sword Sect, he rushed over immediately.

The young master of Beiluo, Lu Ping'an, was crazy and started a slaughter, completely breaking the rules of the game.

This made them unable to slowly approach Beiluo, and they could only choose the most risky method.

In fact, even if they are the masters, it is extremely dangerous to choose to enter the city to capture Lu Fan like this.

After all, once surrounded by the army, you are likely to die tragically on the spot.

Therefore, they chose to fight quickly and decide quickly, and directly enter the enemy camp in the fastest way, break it with force, capture Lu Fan, and then escape.

As long as they are not surrounded by the army, with the strength of the Seven Heroes of the Sword Sect, they can definitely escape.

The Sword Sect is good at producing assassins.

Their swordsmen pay attention to accusing one of their enemies and going straight to each other.

In the world of killing people, escape from the sword.

The setting sun sets in the west.

The sky gradually darkened, and there was a sense of drowsiness and solemnity sweeping across the long street.

Yi Yue was pushing the wheelchair, and the sound of wooden wheels and blue bricks rolling came.

Lu Fan was wearing a white robe, sitting in a wheelchair, supporting his chin with one hand, and his hair fell down on his cheeks.

Ni Yu nervously carried the chessboard, bulged her face, and stared at the front.

Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife, his face was cold and solemn, and his steps were slowly. Every step he walked was accumulating momentum.

He knows...

Next, there will be an uphill battle.

Luo Cheng escorted important personnel from the three major families.

Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan and others were also mixed with the crowd with earthy faces.

Chen Beixun's eyes were ashes. He lowered his head, his beautiful beard was already extremely dirty, and his body was shaking slightly, which was scared.

The Chen family is gone...

The Liu family and the Zhu family were gone, and the iron-clad family was removed like this.

Lu Fan's ruthlessness and decisiveness once again hit his mind.

He thought that Lu Changkong would be out of here, but Lu Fan would be in hindrance, but... he was wrong.

Lu Changkong left the city and entered Beijing, which made Lu Fan more and more unscrupulous and let go of his hands and feet...

The three major families were directly confiscated, and all important personnel from more than 30 merchants of all sizes were killed by Lu Fan's waves.

This is a bleeding day.

The master of the Sword Sect also died tragically on the spot.

Chen Beixun raised his head numbly.

He looked at the end of the long street in the distance and walked slowly towards the four masters of the Sword Sect wearing a hat.

No excitement, no hope.

He was considered to be dismissive to the master of the Sword Sect.

Before, in Beiluo Lake, the masters of the Sword Sect did not fight and fled on a boat.

Now, the Chen family’s mansion, the master of the Sword Sect, once again knocked on the wall and fled quickly...

The master's two escapes pierced his heart.

His heart was dead and he no longer had any hope for the Sword Sect.

The wind whistles.

The afterglow of the setting sun was left, and it was scattered on the ground of the long street, like coal stones in the stove blooming with their last beauty.

There is no lengthy opening, no extra nonsense.

Both parties know each other's purpose.

"I'm waiting, why doesn't Jing Yue show up?"

The leader, wearing a hat and hiding five swords in the sword box, frowned.

The other three were also confused.

"Forget, I won't wait for him anymore... The target, Lu Changkong's son in the wheelchair, Lu Ping'an."

"I stop Nie Changqing, the abandoned disciple of Daozong..."

"You can take action and use a sword to seal the throat. After killing, you will leave and gather outside the city."

The swordsman was the leader, his voice was hoarse and cold.

The words fell.

The tips of the swords in the hands of the four people all reached the bluestone ground of the long street.

A harsh friction sounded and Mars splashed.

The four swordsmen were getting faster and faster, and the qi and blood in their bodies were surging, and strange noises were heard.

There was a strong wind, which rolled up sand and stones and vegetable leaves on the ground.

The vendor stalls lying on the ground were blown away by the qi.

"kill!"

The swordsman shouted softly!

A clanging sound.

The pineapple wooden sword box behind the four people trembled one after another.

The swords hidden are all popped up.

The four swordsmen were neat and orderly, their bodies were rotating in place, and their feet kicked on the hilt of each long sword that was speeding up.

Except for the main sword they held in their hands, the remaining nine swords were all straight and thrust towards Lu Fanfei.

...

"Seven heroes of the Sword Sect...Flying Sword Technique."

A low and hoarse voice rang.

Lu Fan looked slightly, but found that there was a hunched figure beside him at some point.

Lao Huang, who was hiding in the darkness, appeared.

This is the first time he has appeared in front of Lu Fan. Lu Changkong asked him to protect Lu Fan. Now, Lu Fan has encountered a great disaster and he has to appear.

Lu Fan's expression was very calm. Seeing Lao Huang, he was not surprised or surprised.

When his soul strength increased, he had long discovered Lao Huang's existence.

"A sound of the Grandmaster, secretly protecting himself with his name..."

Lu Fan sighed.

Lu Changkong is really good to his son.

If a strong master joins the defense of Beiluo City, those three major families would think about it carefully before betraying them.

Unfortunately, this battle is not enough.

Lao Huang found that Lu Fan was not at all surprised by his appearance, but was slightly surprised.

Yi Yue and Ni Yu were already shocked, and Yi Yue even put her hands on her long whip around her waist.
To be continued...