People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

And the banter of the victors.

die?

"I can not be reconciled!"

Hong Xuan roared in his heart.He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his shoulder, and took out the knife in an awkward posture.

Hasty cut.

As a matter of course, it was pushed away by a paw.

"Master."

At this time.

The two Jia Ding brothers came over slowly, seeing Hong Xuan's situation, their eyes were tearing apart.

The two, one on the left and the other on the right, wanted to delay Hong Xuan for a while with their lives.

They are the sons of the family, and their wealth and life depend on Hong Xuan.

When Hong Xuan died, not only they would die, but their family members would also be implicated.

Hong Xuanhuo, even if they died, their family members would receive the best care.

however.

Two hands appeared suddenly, resting on Zhao Jia's right shoulder and Zhao Yi's left shoulder.

It seemed like a random match, but Zhao Jia and Zhao Yi couldn't move.

"Look well."

A gentle and familiar voice.

"Master Li."

Zhao Jia and Zhao Yi stared wide-eyed.

Master Li, enshrined by the Hong family, Hong Xuan's saber master, a master of the third rank.

How high is it?

Zhao Jia and Zhao Yi don't know, they only know that they need to raise their necks to see the height where they can't see the side.

Master Li didn't make a move, but took out the wine gourd and took a sip.

The wine spilled and wet his shaggy beard.

Master Li wiped it with his hand, not caring about the so-called master demeanor.

"The straightness of the wood..."

This was the knife that Hong Xuan used when he was dying.

The essence of the so-called "curvature and straightness of wood" is to use the elasticity of the body and the blade.

The saber was thrown away at will, but Hong Xuan twisted his body, and his arm bounced back like a bent wooden stick.

wood fire.

With an awkward posture, Hong Xuan slashed violently.

"Zhao Xiucai" didn't expect that Hong Xuan would come back from a desperate situation, and in shock, he showed his flaws.

A trace of flaws.

Just a little trimming can make up for it.

however--

Fire gives birth to earth, earth gives birth to gold, metal gives birth to water, water gives birth to wood...

a knife,

a knife,

Another knife.

The five elements are born together, endlessly.

"Zhao Xiucai" was forced to become more and more vulnerable, and a trace of fear grew in his heart.

Seventh-rank martial artist... As soon as they fought, "Zhao Xiucai" realized that Hong Xuan's realm was comparable to him.

But it is obvious that Hong Xuan's saber technique is jerky and the turning point is stiff, explaining:

One, the lack of actual combat.

Second, the knife technique has not been comprehended for a long time, and it is too late to settle.

Originally, "Zhao Xiucai" had the confidence to defeat Hong Xuan quickly, and then fled.

What's the matter now?

genius?

Hong Xuan's saber technique worked smoothly, continuously, without giving him a chance to breathe.

Fear gradually turned into despair.

Five elements into one!

puff!

A sharp knife pierced through the chest of "Zhao Xiucai".

"You, how did you see through my 【Thousand Faces】?"

"Zhao Xiucai" was full of unwillingness in his eyes.

[Thousand Faces] is his awakened supernatural power of the blood of the ancient great demon, even at the seventh-rank level, he has deceived the third-rank warriors.

As for Hong Xuan, he was only at the seventh rank.

If he hadn't been seen through, he would have been the one who attacked.He is confident that the sneak attack will succeed.

"Thousand Faces?"

Hong Xuan shook his head, "I didn't see through it, it's just...heh~chicken bones."

Earlier, Hong Xuan found a bowl of chicken bones in the house.

A person in danger, still has such a good appetite?

In fact, the flaw is not limited to this one.

Hong Xuan also used to live in a rural courtyard. In such a courtyard, most of the chickens and ducks were raised in captivity to subsidize the family or make up for it during festivals.When he entered the door just now, Hong Xuan didn't see it.

I just felt weird at the time, until I saw the bowl of chicken bones.

Touching Zhao's cheek with his fingertips was Hong Xuan's final confirmation.He touched... gouache.

The husband is dying of poisoning, but the wife is still in the mood to put on makeup?

Thinking about it this way, the strong smell of medicine may be to cover up the aura of the demon clan.

Draw a knife.