"Wei Zhongxian is very brave. He dared to assassinate at the foot of the capital, or those guys made plans before they met him? It's ridiculous!"

The curtain was lifted, and the black gold palace robe looked particularly eye-catching in Qingming's morning curtain. The man who rushed up just now was actually a good player, but he was not enough to see in front of Bai Ning. He had a very good eye and had a vision. More than ten people in the martial arts world guards in the front team were dragged down. There were about five or six people attacking him now. It should be among the more than ten people with the best martial arts skills.

"Bai Ning is so fierce?" Obviously, he got rid of one person after meeting him. He was a little surprised at the masters of the martial arts world who came over. After all, there are very few cases of Bai Ning taking action. Basically, those who have seen him taking action are dead. Even Wei Zhongxian has never really fought with him. No one knows how powerful it is.

At present, the arrow here is gone and it is impossible to retract it.

"Everyone, be careful..." The person who spoke was a young man in his twenties, holding a scimitar in his hand and the other was empty, but he was always pulling his sword.

"Then let's go together"

During the assassination, a woman's sarcasm was particularly eye-catching, but then they rushed over together. The man who rushed up was the first, running steeply, with a big copper stick in his hand, which looked quite heavy. He hit from the side and whistled the stick.

Bai Ning glanced coldly, stepped sideways to meet him, stretched out his palm and grabbed the other person's wrist. With the speed of the opponent's rushing over, the internal force of the Jiyin Wuxiang Divine Art urged his arm to pull the other person down from the air, and his arms flipped violently.

The man was directly hit on the ground, his head touched the ground, his neck broke, and he was exaggerated and tilted aside. He died without saying a word. During the fight, the strong wind from behind rushed straight to the back of his head. Bai Ning turned around coldly and blocked it casually, and two black shadows like arms hung out of his face.

Tear and pull.

The moment the sleeves of the robe were torn two times, Bai Ning kicked it out directly, hitting the man's abdomen, and his internal strength penetrated the other party, tearing the clothes behind him. The man with a pair of iron claws kept flying backwards and falling two or three feet away. His body kept rolling on the ground like a rag, and it stopped until he stopped. On the carriage, there was a slight shaking, Bai Ning's ears trembled, and the sound of the breaking air sounded in an instant, and his feet were shocked, and a blue brick jumped flat.

He brushed his sleeves, turned his head and flew over, colliding with the thing he shot.

While the stone bricks exploded in the air, Bai Ning's figure was gone on the spot. He rushed towards the two people who were running not far from the other side and collided.

The man who used the scimitar to hang his sword and suddenly touched his left hand behind. In an instant, another short blade drew out the track like a gust of wind. Bai Ning raised his eyes slightly, and he stepped out his left foot and stopped, even as a back step. His head turned tilted, and a cold blade pressed against the tip of his nose.

Then, he pushed the woman who had shouted earlier and rushed straight past, hitting her whole body in the air, flew backwards, vomiting blood, and then fell down and hit the wall of a house next to him. With a bang, the wall tiles almost fell into it, and the eaves were shocked and tiles fell down.

The family pushed the door and saw the scene. They were so scared that their face turned pale. They didn't even want the family. They ran out. Bai Ning took his palm back, took a step back, and looked at the young man who had become a single sword in front of him. The corners of his mouth curled up and smiled, "Yin Yang Knife Ding Meng? If the Dongchang had your information, I would have been almost obscene to you just now."

Ding Meng, who was called out, obviously was not panicked. Perhaps he had seen too many storms and waves, but he just sank his face slightly. The scimitar in his hand turned a knife flower on his wrist. He didn't answer much, so he rushed straight to him.

The Yang Knife in his hand quickly handed two swords at Bai Ning, and his feet kept moving. When he slashed the sword, he touched his left hand again, and his arm struggled toward the other party's waist, and the short blade appeared again.

Bai Ning raised his left arm slightly.

One finger of the spirit.

Half the Yin Knife came out, and suddenly stopped abruptly. Two fingers appeared there at some point. They clamped the tip of the short blade tightly. Ding Meng wanted to pull it out, but found that he could not move it.

Then, Bai Ning directly punched the opponent's Yang Sword, and at the same time, his slender body approached forward, and his left hand slashed the opponent's wrist with his palm horizontally, and two consecutive sounds of weapons falling to the ground.

But Bai Ning didn't stop at a single step, and he punched the opponent's shoulder and stepped back. He stepped closer and slapped the chest one after another. The opponent retreated again and kept hitting seven or eight times. Ding Meng's whole body trembled like a sieve, and his mouth was constantly flowing out of his mouth several times, and even his eyes and ears were bleeding.

Then

Pupp pupp pupp pupp.... Seven or eight consecutive sounds of flesh and blood burst into pieces, directly penetrated through the clothes, and the plasma flowed wildly until it fell down. The remaining consciousness saw the other party's cold eyes looking down at him from a high point. After that, it became darker and darker, and a black shadow rushed over from the carriage, which was a long sword.

Ding Meng let out his last mouthful of blood and smiled, but then he stiffened and twitched, his head tilted to the side.

"It's really a search for death..."

The moment the blood gourd on the ground died, the long sword pierced the back of his head. Bai Ning turned around, turned his head, grabbed his palms and directly covered the other person's forehead, with blue veins on the back of his hand bulging.

The fingers were inserted directly into the flesh on the other person's face and raised the other person off the ground.

The three parts of evil return to the vitality.

The man kept struggling and kicking his legs, his toes wanted to hook the ground, and he also wanted to wave his sword, but his arm tried to lift it up twice, and then he drooped weakly. The black marks seemed to have life, spreading on the man's face until his whole body, and then his flesh and blood withered.

Like a mummy, he widened his eyes and mouth in fear, and fell to the ground.

At the corner of the wall, the woman who had just woken up, hugged her abdomen and stood up tremblingly. She had long lost the weapon in her hand. Then, when she saw the corpse all over the ground, she was surprised and stunned, and finally trembled in fear, trying to escape.

Over there, silver threads flew away in the morning breeze, and the first ray of sunshine shone on Bai Ning's face.

It looks a bit soft and terrifying.

But then, he grabbed the back of the woman in the martial arts world, "Have you done your homework beforehand? Or are the people in the martial arts world so brave, so they ran over to kill our family. It's so amazing."

"Please... go around me, I will tell you everything I know." The woman in the martial arts world no longer had any blood and courage. Her remaining body was full of fear, and her trembling body exuded a slutty smell, which flowed from her trousers to the ground.

"No, because I have known this already." Bai Ning approached the past and said softly and plainly in her ear.

He turned the woman's face in one direction and pressed it on.

Hold it down and rub it over, leaving a bloody scarlet red on the wall. The body fell to the ground and raised it, and its entire face was invisible and its facial features were flat.

In front, the chaotic fight had ended, and several people from the martial arts world fled in the chaos. The Jinyiwei wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Bai Ning. He lifted his robe and slowly walked back to the carriage.

"Let them go, just some fish."
Chapter completed!