Female president's private killer

Seeing Wan'an spitting blood and cutting people at the same time, several elite Zhao family were angry, and then started!

With a sharp lightning flash with a sword, the Taoist power directly attacked the heart of Wan'an. At the same time, the fierce Taoist attack of Zhao family Dharma practitioners also came in the air, and the powerful arc made bursts of terrible sound.

Wan'an quickly moved to the side to avoid the attack of the two people. Then he bent over and picked up the falling full moon machete and threw it like lightning.

The machete radiates a bleak light, as strange and terrible as the sickle of death. Zhao's Dharma Master could not avoid it. The machete suddenly stabbed into his left shoulder, and the blood splashed. He screamed and fell straight down from the air, and fainted on the spot.

The strength of Wan'an's sudden outburst was too amazing. The other two elite Zhao family looked at each other with horror. They hesitated and came forward again. Although they were afraid, they didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Wan'an had a heart of death. He looked at the two elite Zhao family, with a cruel smile on his face and rushed forward with his bare hands.

The three were entangled again, and the venue was dazzling. The two Zhao elites raised their physical skills to the extreme level, one after another.

In this process, Wan'an vomited blood when he was free, but his skill became stronger and stronger. Soon he broke the broken guns and thin swords in the hands of the two elite Zhao family.

He was covered with blood and hair, like a ghost from hell.

The two elites of the Zhao family felt cold in their hearts. They knew that the assassination had failed. If they fought again, Wan'an would be tired to death or seriously injured, but they were afraid to take their lives.

They glanced at each other, quickly retreated together, retreated to the Zhao fazhe, and dragged him to the rear.

Wan'an followed him closely. He had only one idea in his heart: kill!

How can we give these people a chance to slow down and deal with Duan Tiandao?

However, after running more than ten meters away, the strength he urged by crippling himself began to subside. He felt dizzy and fell to the ground with a "plop".

The three Zhao elite were eager to run for their lives. They didn't notice that Wan'an had fallen to the ground and missed the best chance to kill him.

Wan An lay on the ground powerlessly, his body convulsed wildly for a while, and then lost all consciousness. At the moment, his body was so weak that any ant could trample him to death.

Sure enough, two ants came in from outside the blood evil array, still female.

The two female ants are graceful and look indifferent when stepping on a word by word.

But they didn't come to kill Wan'an, but to save him.

These two women are the flowers such as blood and mu lenghui.

Mu lenghui went to Wan'an, who was unconscious, and helped her up. She didn't know where to take out a round gurgling pill and put it into his mouth.

This is the secret wound medicine made by the black soldier. The pill melted into his throat. In less than half a second, Wan'an's body returned to calm, but his eyelashes trembled from time to time, as if he wanted to open them.

"Don't move." Mu lenghui gently pressed Wan'an's arm: "have a good rest, we are here."

Sure enough, as mu lenghui finished, Wan'an's eyelashes didn't vibrate any more, and his breathing began to slow down, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"You have a good rest here. Don't worry." Mu lenghui patted Wan'an on the shoulder, and the flowers disappeared like blood in an instant.

After running for dozens of kilometers, another picture suddenly appeared in front of them.

In the picture, someone waved a long sword and his clothes were floating like an immortal.

It's a fucking forced Duan Tiandao.

The two beauties, three thousand green silk, fluttered in the wind, like willows falling, beautiful and moving. In such a river of blood, they didn't move at all, as if they were watching a movie.

An elite of the Zhao family turned his head and looked at it and sneered. He was the only monk in the Zhao family who raised corpses into the Tao.

The reason why we can raise corpses into the Tao depends entirely on a chance coincidence in our youth.

According to this secret script, even the famous and ancient Xiangxi corpse driving technique, which is famous in China and has a long history, is only a scratch of it, which shows its strength.

Originally, this was used to deal with Duan Tiandao. Now so many people rush to die, of course, they don't have to keep their hands.

He took out two jade plates from his sleeves, collided with each other, and then beat them rhythmically.

"Woo..."

A low ghost roar sounded in the field, which made people feel numb. A big crack opened in the open space in the center of the field. A dead body with hair like a mechanical puppet climbed up rigidly, and its facial features could not be seen clearly under the cover of messy black hair.

However, the two chilly lights from the long hair immediately made people feel a terrible understanding.

The corpse was very tall and three heads higher than ordinary people. She moved mechanically and walked slowly to Mu lenghui.

Mu lenghui: "

"Don't come here. We can handle it." Hua Ruxue shouted to Duan Tiandao.

Duan Tiandao, who was about to solve the corpse, was stunned: "these are corpses, very dirty!"

"I can stand you being so dirty, not to mention these things?" Hua Ruxue glanced at the way of heaven, and said with an indifferent expression.

Very dirty Duan Tiandao: "

The tall corpse didn't jump like the legendary zombie. Although it didn't look very convenient, it was also clumsy. The tall body threw a dark shadow on the ground, giving people a gloomy feeling.

"Hum!" Mu lenghui snorted coldly, picked up the long knife that didn't know who fell to the ground, turned her body into an electric light and rushed to the body quickly. She slammed the long knife in her hand forward and drew a dark cold light.

The Zhao family's corpse keeper beat the jade slab several times in a hurry. The ancient corpse seemed to have received some order. His body suddenly became very fast. With a "brush", he jumped up like a big horse monkey.

Then the big monkey explored his claws in the air and grabbed mu lenghui's heart. At the same time, a black corpse gas surged down.

Mu lenghui sneered. The long knife was raised high and stabbed at the ancient corpse. However, the ancient corpse suddenly twisted its body in the air, changed its direction, moved half a Zhang horizontally in the air, and then rushed down again.

Mu lenghui was surprised. It was obvious that the corpse was an expert. Although it had died, its instinctive performance revealed a way of skill change.

But Bi Jing is a dead body, which may be difficult for others, but it is not difficult for mu lenghui to deal with. With the sound of "brush", mu lenghui disappeared in situ.

At the moment when the monkey landed, she suddenly appeared with a long knife in her hand, and a cold red light flashed. The long knife penetrated into the belly of the big monkey. Mu lenghui picked her up high, then threw her into the air, raised the halberd and fell, cutting the head of the big monkey to the ground.

Then she kicked the dead macaque which was about to fall to the ground. With a "bang", the body, which was stronger than refined steel, was kicked by mu lenghui and burst into pieces and splashed out.

All this happened in an instant. These actions were very consistent. To outsiders, mu lenghui seemed very relaxed and didn't bother at all.

Only mu lenghui knew that if it was an ordinary person, it would not be so easy to kill the big monkey. Although the body was not as hard as alloy, it would be difficult to cut it easily if it didn't take some effort.

The corpse keeper of the Zhao family frowned. He didn't care about the big monkey. In fact, he deliberately gave it to Mu lenghui to kill. He wanted to see if there was any secret method from it.

But he was disappointed. Mu lenghui's method of killing ancient corpses was very simple, just like cutting vegetables. It was simple and fierce. There was no special method.

Mu lenghui glanced coldly at the Zhao family's corpse raiser, with a long knife slanting to the sky, like a valiant heroine in a martial arts novel.

The Zhao family's corpse keeper smiled coldly and remained unmoved.

Seeing that the other party had no intention to attack, mu lenghui moved and chopped down at the face door of the corpse keeper.

Zhao's corpse keeper's cultivation is not high, but he doesn't look alarmed.

Mu lenghui had just rushed out two feet away. The ground in front of her suddenly vibrated violently, like a magnitude-8 earthquake. Huge cracks appeared on the ground. A row of corpses climbed up from the ground, just like zombies in walking corpses.

Thirteen bodies lined up and stopped her way.

The flowers behind her moved like blood, but she still didn't plan to do it.

Although these Damascus monkeys have some natural reactions, and it is said that this kind of Damascus monkey is invulnerable, she is not worried.

Mu lenghui also frowned. She was close and deeply felt the horror of the thirteen ancient corpses. There was a strange force surging in each big monkey.

Her keen sense of soul had already caught the unusual breath. The dead Qi in each corpse was circulating according to a specific route, like running internal skills.

It's terrible. The dead body knows the martial arts skills. To be exact, it's running internal skills. It's really weird.

There is no doubt that these thirteen must have been a generation of martial arts experts before their lives. After they were controlled after their death, the Zhao family's corpse keepers explored their potential and made them retain some of their special skills.

Zhao's corpse keeper looked at mu lenghui with a sneer.

He bought these thirteen ancient corpses at a high price from the ancient great monk family and used his own menstrual blood... Oh, no, it was refined blood.

All of the former masters were peerless masters. Although they lost their magical powers and accomplishments after being sacrificed and refined into corpses, their physical instincts were more powerful.

Dealing with such an ordinary woman is like an adult bullying a child.

Mu lenghui made a short investigation and found that thirteen big monkeys were no worse than her in strength!

Hua Ruxue also found the differences between the thirteen bodies. A terrible pressure surged out from the thirteen people. The thick smell of death was surging in the whole grassland. The terrible pressure made everyone out of breath.

"What the hell is this!" Mu lenghui muttered, "the whole person is neither human nor ghost. Look, I beat your mother and don't know you!"

Zhao's corpse keeper, whose parents don't recognize: "

His face sank and he quickly clapped two jade plates.

"Woo..."

"Wuwu..."

Thirteen big monkeys screamed at the same time. Their voices were so terrible that people couldn't help cooling their spine. If someone was here, they would be scared to death.

In broad daylight, thirteen terrible ghosts appeared in front of everyone. Just thinking about it makes people feel a little afraid.

"Brush..."

The sound of breaking the air was heard all the time. Thirteen bodies were scattered like lightning in the blink of an eye, surrounding mu lenghui in the center.

One by one, they were disheveled, spit out long tongues, and their whole bodies were stained with blood. The dead spirit surged with the wind. Under the irradiation of the moonlight, the blood evil array became colder and colder. The gloomy breath made Hua Ruxue feel a little uncomfortable.

Mu lenghui sneered, without any fear.

She took a long knife and rushed to the thirteen Damascus monkeys first.

At the same time, the endless breath of death in the thirteen Damascus monkeys surged out towards mu lenghui.

If you are an ordinary person, you will certainly invade the body with evil Qi, and your body will weaken immediately. However, it was difficult for the dead spirit from the surging chanting to have the slightest impact on mu lenghui.

Not far away, the corpse keeper of the Zhao family found this terrible fact. After meeting mu lenghui, the surging dead spirit was absorbed like water meeting a dry sponge, which surprised him.

Who the hell is dead?

Why can a living woman absorb the dead breath of a corpse? It makes him incredible

Unimaginable!

The dead spirit of the corpse is like the Taoist power of a monk for the big horse monkey. It is used for attack and defense, but today, the dead spirit can't play a half role against the enemy. How can the corpse keeper of the Zhao family be surprised.

In fact, mu lenghui also found this strange phenomenon. Her body is crazy absorbing dead breath!

She has never had such an experience, but she is not surprised, as long as it does not affect her killing now.

Mu lenghui took a step like a female god of war, waved a long knife in her hand, and smashed seven big monkeys out with seven knives in succession.

Then she turned her wrist and waved the long knife again.

"Bang, Bang..."

It was another six rings in a row, and the other six ancient corpses were also knocked out.