The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 192 Unknown Killer

"Clearly..."

The boomerangs shining with black poisonous light were all knocked to the ground by the sword in Yun Cheng's hand.

Three men in black rushed out of the bamboo grove, also holding long swords, aiming at Yun Cheng's vital points, they were obviously aiming at Yun Cheng's death.

Yun Cheng was faster than them, and galloped straight away. The sword in his hand moved forward, and even the bamboo around him was broken.

They fell to the ground neatly, with half of the bamboo roots covered with sharp edges.

Even if Yun Cheng hadn't reached the man in black, they all became serious.

This man's sword energy is very strong.

This little girl is not a bone to chew on.

"kill!"

"Don't stay alive!"

Yun Cheng's whole body quickly turned into a stream of light, and he rushed straight to the person in the middle: "Zheng!" The man in black stepped back two steps as he wanted to receive two swords.

The tiger's mouth is numb.

Yun Cheng took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Clang!!"

Both attacks were blocked by the man in black.

Yun Cheng's face was cold and solemn, her sword had no moves, some of them were all killing moves.

This is practiced in battle after battle, and her sword is just like her people, fast!ruthless!allow!Urgent!With icy frost.

The two people next to him also rushed over very quickly, Yun Cheng didn't delay any longer, and the coercion in his spiritual consciousness directly overwhelmed the man in black in front of him: "Death!"

"Wow!" After such a second of slowness, before the panic in his eyes dissipated, he was split in half by Yun Cheng directly from the head.

Blood rained down, and filth fell all over the ground.

Yun Cheng's blood-dripping sword tip pointed back at the remaining two people. At some point, Yun Cheng's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

Those murderous and cold eyes made people dare not look directly at them.

The two men in black took a step back.

Yun Cheng swooped up, and all the surrounding bamboos became her stepping stones, her body was as light as a swallow.

Yun Cheng rushed towards the man in black on the left, who hurriedly drew his sword to cover in a panic.

But he never thought that this was just a bluff by Yun Cheng, and he kicked the man in black on the right.

This kick was mixed with thunderous force, and the kick passed, and the man was directly inserted into the broken bamboo just now.

The sharp bamboo cut directly pierced the man in black to the point of chilling his heart.

The death was strange.

There was lingering terror in the eyes.

The remaining man in black turned around and ran away, but Luo Jia, who was rushed, cut his knife from the chest to the back.

The last man in black was killed. Luo Jia's legs went limp, and he knelt on one knee, supported by a sword, panting slightly.

Yun Cheng stepped forward to support Luo Jia: "How?"

"It's okay." Luo Jia took a hard breath, but he still didn't put all his weight on Yun Cheng's body.

There is a strand of strength in his body that can support him to stand up occasionally, but usually he has used it, and he can't use it for three days. This time he used it forcibly, and his legs were densely ache.

It directly made Luo Jia's complexion turn pale.

In the next moment, the whole person's eyes were spinning, and Luo Jia was hugged horizontally again.

Yun Cheng held Luo Jia extremely securely, put Luo Jia in the carriage, and retracted Luo Jia's sword.

Give the little black face back, and then enter the bamboo forest to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces.

Luo Jia rested in the carriage, and Yun Cheng came in after a while.

"There is nothing that can represent identity, just find one."

It turned out to be a purse.

The workmanship is exquisite, and the silk and satin feel good to the touch, and there are delicate golden nudes inside.

It should be a person with more status, and it is used to reward servants.

Luo Jia's face was solemn: "It may be that my identity has been exposed."

(End of this chapter)