Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The corner of Fan Tianluo's mouth curled into a sneer and said, "It doesn't matter, let's kill a few first, and when the Dongfang Sword can no longer protect me, can't the three of us work together to kill him?"

"Okay, broad daylight is also good. Those old guys' aura is very low. I guess they are cultivating. It is a good opportunity not to think that there will be enemies coming to Dongfang City." Xiao Diao's eyes became cold, as long as they are from Dongfang City , he hated them deeply, and had long thought of exterminating them.

"That man is coming, little girl, after killing him, throw him directly into the silver cup, so that no one will notice." Xiao Jin laughed wickedly.

Fan Tianluo naturally understood that Ziyun needle was tightly clasped between her two fingers, her body breath restrained, and she waited for this unlucky guy to come this way.

Now this place is outside the Dongfang Jiandong Palace. In addition to the beautifully landscaped courtyard, there are densely packed attics opposite. There are many soldiers walking around habitually in the courtyard, and some servants are trimming flowers and plants.

And this three-star martial saint is obviously a person with some authority, walking around all the time, like patrolling and supervising.

The soldier walked slowly to a locust tree next to Fantianluo and suddenly stopped leaving. Instead, he leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes, presumably preparing to be lazy.

"It's really the guy who came to your door." Xiao Diao smiled. Originally, it and Xiao Jin were afraid that the breath would be discovered by the super strong, but in the broad daylight, they hadn't felt a wave of soul power sweeping over, obviously they were very interested in Dongfang City. In other words, no one dared to come in during the day.

Fan Tianluo is now at the peak of the six-star holy rank, and has a strong soul power, which can be mobilized, and she can jump two levels to challenge. To deal with a three-star martial saint is like killing an ant.

However, there are so many masters in Dongfang City, and it would be troublesome if they were discovered, so she had to make this guy silent, and more importantly, she couldn't kill him all at once, because the masters who reached the holy rank, It is very likely that there is a jade token left behind. If he is killed, the jade token will be broken immediately, and the strong in Dongfang City must know it immediately.

The corner of Fantianluo's mouth curled into a cruel smirk, and the purple cloud needle in her hand, with a strong purple light, shot directly at the acupoint on the back of the head of the three-star warrior under the tree from top to bottom.

Because of the great disparity in strength, when the strong man felt a crisis, the Ziyun Needle sank into the back of his head, and his eyes suddenly protruded. He wanted to shout but could not speak. Swipe down.

Fantianluo's silver cup immediately floated down, and a flash of light immediately pulled this person into the space of the silver cup.

After finishing one, she immediately went to other places. She wanted to pack up a few more while Dongfang Jian was away.

For half an hour, she restrained the five holy-ranked experts with Ziyun needles and dragged them into the space of the silver cup, including Master Zhou, a five-star martial saint.

When Fan Tianluo returned to the room, Lu'er hadn't come yet, Fan Tianluo was slightly relieved, now she was waiting to see a good show.

Soon, Lu'er's voice calling Master Zhou sounded, but no one answered her.

"Miss Fan, can you see Master Zhou? Why did you disappear just now at the door!?" Lu'er was very surprised, because Master Zhou would not leave the East Palace without an order. After all, he is the supervisor of the East Palace, but now he is completely gone. The figure, with Master Zhou's strength, Lu'er would definitely hear her calling a few times.

"No, I just slept for a while, and no one came." Fan Tianluo wiped her eyes, as if she hadn't woken up yet.