Lord please forgive me

Chapter 62 You order me? (Please collect and ask for a recommendation ticket)
The third son of Qin jumped down from upstairs in an extremely graceful posture, and his clothes fluttered and landed lightly on a table in the hall. Covering his ugly face, he can be regarded as a handsome and unrestrained young man,

At this time, he did not forget to nod and smile at Shan Qingping, swaying his folding fan, his temples fluttering,
Nie Wuwei looked down on this kind of contestant, he felt that those whose cultivation level could not reach the realm of his senior brother should not be so chic, as their face would be easily swollen.

Rong Qingda, Xiao Rong's boss, regardless of his age, his approach to the arena is relatively simple, he turned over while holding the railing in his hand, and fell straight down. When he touched the ground, he made no sound, which shows that he has a certain degree of cultivation.

He practiced a set of the Rong Clan's unique Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, and was in charge of the affairs of the big and small banks in Lingnan Road. It was said that he was the nephew of the 24-year-old lord Rong Fengtang, and he was also well-known in the Lingnan martial arts.

Zhuge Hong's face was deep, and he slowly drew out the long sword behind his back, and his figure fluttered down like a willow leaf. The moment his soles touched the ground,

He suddenly shot at Nie Wu'ai like an arrow, his long sword shivered a few points of cold light, and attacked several vital points of the opponent,

Seeing that he was the first to attack, the other two did not dare to be negligent. They focused their attention on sweeping the formation left and right. As long as they found that Nie Wuwei was forced by Zhuge Hong to make a slight opening, the two of them would definitely be ready for a thunderous blow.
Nie Wuwei has reached the Great Achievement of the Enlightenment Realm, and his sharp eyesight can naturally tell that the three people in front of him are far inferior to the three who beat him up on the outskirts of Tongyang City.
The sword in front of me is strong on the outside and strong on the inside, it looks good and can dance flowers, but it is useless in actual combat. I originally wanted to have a good fight, but now my interest is greatly reduced.

Nie Wuwei just stood still, and when the long sword was in front of him, and the opponent had no possibility of changing his moves, he put two fingers of his right hand on the edge of the sword an inch from the tip of his nose, and pinched it with force.
Zhuge Hong thought he had struck fiercely, but was caught between the opponent's fingers, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

This situation made him feel embarrassed, especially when the other party still had a sneer on his face,
His disciples are all watching, it is impossible to abandon the sword,

I saw him pushing his left palm horizontally, concentrating all his energy in one palm, if the opponent didn't give up his sword to dodge, he would be hit hard by him,

The corners of Nie Wu's mouth turned up, and then his cheeks suddenly swelled up, and then a wine arrow shot out from his mouth,

Zhuge Hong smelled a strong smell of wine, and suddenly turned pale with fright, and then remembered the other party's name: Boy Swallowing Wine, but the distance was too close and it was too late to retreat,
Hearing a "chi", the light yellow amber-like wine arrow passed through his palm, bringing up a cloud of blood and spraying it on Zhuge Hong's body.
The third son of Qin saw that the opportunity must not be lost, he waved the fan in his hand, and shot twelve flying needles, aiming at the twelve must-save points of Nie Wu'ai, and rescued Zhuge Hong with his disciples.

Who knew that Nie Wushou would not dodge or dodge, he let all the twelve flying needles hit his body with a smile,

Nie Wuwei grinned, showing his snow-white teeth, and kicked away Zhuge Hong, who had lost his momentum, and flew towards him like a cheetah.
The sonic boom exploded from the fist, and the dishes in the hall vibrated with it.

The third son of Qin's face has already changed, the twelve golden needles clearly hit the opponent's acupoint, why is he acting as if nothing happened?Impossible, could he move the acupoints?

He shook the folding fan in his hand, and if he didn't hold back any strength, the needles were flying all over the sky, completely disregarding whether it would hurt the innocent,

"Ding ding ding ~"

The sound of dense metal beating resounded through the hall, and the tiny silver needles hitting Nie Wu's fist wave was like hitting a stone wall, no matter how difficult it was to get in, they were all knocked off, and the remaining force of this punch was still there, and it directly sent The third son of Qin flew out and hit the wall heavily.
Nie Wuwei was still in the air, Rong Qingda looked for the opportunity that the opponent could not take advantage of, a whirlwind of his obese body came under Nie Wuwei like a spinning top, and he pushed out several palms in succession,
While everyone in the hall was stunned, Nie Wushou volleyed in the air to take a breath, his feet seemed to be on the ground, and he fell out of his palm with a somersault.

But at this moment Zhuge Hong endured serious injuries to kill again, he has already seen that the opponent's strength is terrifying and tyrannical, if the three of them can't kill him today, then the three of them will die, life and death are instant, there is no other choice but to desperate .

The third son of Qin had a ferocious face, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and also rushed forward, cursing angrily:
"Evil Cult evildoer, I will kill you today,"

Suddenly, a cold half-arc pierced the air above the concert hall,

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and the pupils were only pale as if they were blind at that moment.

"Ah~" Shan Qingping covered her small mouth and screamed.
The third son of Qin stood on the spot, his right foot still kept the posture of stepping forward,
But the scenery in his eyes was spinning, and after a while, the picture froze,

He looked in disbelief at a headless body that looked like his own back, his pupils gradually dilated until he lost his spirit,
This change caused Rong and Zhuge to fly back quickly, looking at the third son of Qin with a face of horror on the ground who was decapitated,
Jin Dahai in the private room sighed inwardly. He also had business contacts with the Qin family, and now he watched the patriarch's grandson being killed but did not save him. Will this deal with the Qin family be possible in the future?

Nie Wuwei was taken aback for a moment, then opened his eyes angrily, and said angrily:
"The three of them are trying to kill me, why are you interfering?"

Mu Qingwan stood in the hall in a fiery red dress, with the long and narrow scimitar in her hand pointing at the ground, and the last drop of blood slipped from the knife to the ground.
Her expression was cold, and her beautiful face was full of evil spirits. She looked up at the surrounding boxes and said coldly:

"I'm in Yayuan, and I can hear all the evildoers here. How happy are you guys calling? Since this is the case, no one here is allowed to leave today. I want to see, who else dares to leave?" Call the devil again, "

At this moment, all the warriors in the rivers and lakes in the building were shocked by the power of the shocking knife just now, and they all fell silent.

Han Lin kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief in the private room, regretting that he shouldn't come tonight, can't he just come here to listen to a song?No, I have to think of a way to slip away.

In desperation, Jin Dahai walked to the edge of the box and cupped his hands towards the bottom in order to avoid further aggravation of the situation:
"The girl is Xiaojiu, the deputy seat of the Qianfeng Battalion?"

Mu Qingwan raised her eyebrows and looked at the speaker: "Who are you?"

"Jin Dahai, the leader of the Jinsha Clan, has already died a lot of people today, and I hope that the girl will stop here and stop killing more people."

"Ah……"

Mu Qingwan sneered: "Are you ordering me?"

"No, no, Jin didn't mean that,"

Mu Qingwan scolded coquettishly: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll take you first."

After finishing speaking, his body turned into a red light and shot up, and swept out with a slanting knife.

(End of this chapter)