Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 17 Separation (2)

"How dare you come here to make trouble, how daring." Ran Hua glanced coldly at the man in black in front of him, a bloodthirsty smile curled up on his lips.

The leading man in black winked at the few people beside him, and they immediately besieged Dye Hua with the momentum of arrogance.Dye Hua's cold eyes are cold and awe-inspiring, and his whole body exudes a forceful momentum. His clothes are windless and his hair is flying. At this time, the mountain wind is strong and violent, rolling up pieces of dead leaves. The flying dead leaves suddenly seemed to be given life, and they rushed towards the men in black around them with a kind of fierce wind sweeping the leaves.

But seeing those men in black flipping over in the air, barely dodging the swift dead leaves, even though they avoided the vital parts, their bodies were already blushing.

Those men in black seemed to have not seen the wounds on their bodies, and they still rushed towards the dyeing painting.

Ran Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, now the only thing to do is to make a quick decision, if she guessed correctly, Bai Zhanyue must have been entangled by someone this time, his internal injuries have not healed yet, so she is finally worried.

The soft sword at the waist is out of its sheath, as nimble as a snake.He flew to the ground lightly, and dragged his sword three feet to meet the man in black. For a moment, the forest was full of sword energy, and the figure was at a loss.

Between swords, lights and swords, you can vaguely see Ranhua's light and vigorous figure cruising freely among the group of black-clothed humans, with a smear of cruelty hanging on his clean little face, and the suffocation exuding from his whole body, like a hell Shura, makes people frightened.

With a three-foot green sharp edge in his hand, blood spattered three feet wherever he passed.But Dye Hua didn't take the key point, because she felt that these men in black didn't deserve to sleep in such a place.

In a short time, more than half of the dozens of men in black fell down.Seeing that the trend was one-sided, the leading man in black immediately jumped out of the battle ring, took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve, and spread it out gently, a little white powder drifted along with the wind. With a wave, it's not close within half a step.

Seeing this, the other men in black immediately took out a paper bag from their sleeves, but they didn't open it, they just approached Ranhua and attacked "undeadly". send.When the killing intent was strong, there was a sudden burst of killing intent behind him, Ran Hua didn't even think about it, the soft sword turned sharply, and in the next second, he heard a miserable howl, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

As soon as Dyehuafang turned around, he suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy!The majestic inner strength slowly approached Wubo, looking at the men in black with serious eyes around him, Ranhua knew that he was being plotted against today.Damn, the feeling of being plotted against is really no less than being dumped with a pot of shit, what a humiliation and resentment.It's best for these people to kill her now, otherwise she will do everything in the future to avenge her humiliation today.

As the line of sight passes, everyone and things are gradually distorted and deformed, and the legs seem to be unbearable and trembling.Even the soft sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold it. Finally, he dropped his hand and fell to the ground. When the sword touched the ground, there was a low and clear sound. In the end, only this clear sound remained in his ears. Ming.

Seeing Ran Hua's body falling slowly, the men in black around him still didn't dare to step forward rashly, for fear that the woman in scarlet clothes who held a sword and was as mad as a Shura would not be distracted.

The leading man in black stared at the dyed painting lying on the ground for a few seconds, then took out a bamboo shrub from his arms and moved it close to his lips. A sharp sound pierced the sky and disappeared without a trace after echoing a few hills.

(End of this chapter)