Assassin Wu Liuqi's swordsman Lu Jiu

Hot blood sprinkled on the terrified faces of Yaohan Xuenu and the others.

There was unwillingness and shock in Guichou's eyes.

The faces of Yao Han Xue Nu and the two were as pale as paper.

Guichou... just died like this?

"The old man doesn't like to talk nonsense, and those who are disobedient don't need to live."

Nie Qinglong carried the unconscious Lu Jiu on his back, and said expressionlessly.

As the master of Qinglong Pavilion, he will naturally not be a soft-hearted person.

If it wasn't for the three of them having some use value, he wouldn't even spare their lives.

"Master Bai, long time no see."

Nie Qinglong nodded towards the embarrassed Bai Wangqing.

Although Tianlian Sect is not a great sect, Nie Qinglong still recognizes Bai Wangqing.

"I made Pavilion Master Nie laugh."

Bai Wangqing gave a wry smile and saluted.

As the head of the Tianlian Sect, he was nearly wiped out by Cang Zhang and others. If Nie Qinglong hadn't taken action, the Tianlian Sect would have been doomed today.

Nie Qinglong shook his head, then stared at the trembling Yaohanxuenu with a cold expression.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Nie Qinglong's indifferent tone made the two of them fall into an ice cave, and a chill rose from the tailbone and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Nie Qinglong is too strong!

It was so strong that they couldn't even have the slightest thought of resistance.

Yao Hanxue glared at each other angrily, and swallowed palely.

Yaohan was the first to be bold, and said with a slightly knotted tongue: "I, I don't know..."

"Pfft!"

Another head fell to the ground.

A trace of blood spattered onto Nie Qinglong's robe.

Nie Qinglong glanced at it with some disgust, then looked at Lu Jiu's white clothes on his back, his eyes lit up.

Then he pulled the corner of Lu Jiu's clothes and pulled him over to rub against his robe.

Seeing this scene, Bai Wangqing's mouth twitched slightly.

Ah!

Seeing the sudden death of Yaohan beside him, Xue Nu couldn't help but his face turned pale instantly, his mouth opened and closed, and his body shook like a sieve.

"I said! I said!"

At this moment, Xue Xue was furious, and shouted with a pale face.

The successive deaths of people around him and the overwhelming pressure on him made him close to collapse.

"Master Cangzhang recovered his strength incognito after being seriously injured by the Plum Blossom Hero, not long ago..."

Blood Fury spoke extremely fast, glanced at Nie Qinglong secretly, and found that his expression was a little dissatisfied, and he was so frightened that he said the main point directly.

"Master Cangzhang still needs to destroy eight sects to meet the requirements of that organization!"

At this moment, he wished he could have two more mouths.

'Shadow Assassin...'

Nie Qinglong frowned slightly when he heard this, and thought for a while.

He seemed to have heard this term somewhere.

After killing him casually, Nie Qinglong turned to look at Bai Wangqing and the others.

"Master Bai, I will take my leave first."

Nie Qinglong said.

The relationship between him and Bai Wangqing is not that good, at most they are just acquaintances.

If it wasn't for Lu Jiu, he wouldn't be here either.

"Thank you Pavilion Lord Nie for saving your life!"

Bai Wangqing reluctantly stood up, and said seriously.

Nie Qinglong nodded and looked around. At this time, the Tianlian Sect was in dilapidated condition, and the disciples suffered heavy casualties.

It can be said that it exists in name only.

"I wonder what Sect Leader Bai will do in the future?"

Nie Qinglong asked curiously.

He didn't have any idea, just pure curiosity.

Bai Wangqing shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the ruined walls around him, and looked a little confused.

"The Tianlian Sect no longer exists from today..."

Chapter 78 Genius

Bai Wangqing looked down at Jiang Huilian, who was unconscious in her arms and looked older than herself, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Perhaps... Tianlian Sect, a sect that prohibits human nature, really shouldn't exist...

Nie Qinglong sighed, he didn't know what to say.

This kind of thing happens almost every day in Xuanwu Kingdom. I don't know when this river and lake full of hatred and hostility will start.

"In that case, Sect Leader Bai, I will take my leave first!"

Nie Qinglong said.

Then he left with Lu Jiu on his back.

How to deal with Bai Wangqing is her business, and Nie Qinglong has done his utmost to save their lives by the way.

……

Somewhere in Xuanwu Kingdom.

This is a canyon, with tall rocky mountains and yellow rocks on both sides, and one or two tenacious plants can barely cling to it.

Underneath, the sound of killing shook the sky, blood flowed horizontally, and the horses neighed.

Two groups of bandits were fighting, brandishing big knives and roaring ferociously.

On a high place, a stubborn rock protrudes, just enough to accommodate a large and a small couple.

The middle-aged man had white hair, a face as cold as ice, and a purple-black robe fluttering in the wind.

Next to him was a little boy in his teens, dressed in a purple dress, with dark circles under his eyes, with a stern expression on his face.

The breeze brushed his short black hair, and the hem of his clothes fluttered.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the middle-aged man with a strong dialect accent: "Why did you bring me here?"

There was an obvious maturity on his face that didn't match his age.

He was not affected at all by the tragic scene below.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at the little boy beside him.

"Since you want to become a strong man, you must learn to kill first."

"Go ahead and kill all the people below."

The middle-aged man said lightly, with his hands behind his back, and there was no doubt in his tone.

To him, the group of people below are nothing more than a group of ants.

And letting the little boy go down to kill people naturally has his own considerations.

His thinking was simple.

If you can kill people, then you have the qualifications to become a strong man.

If someone kills...

Hearing this, the little boy's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his head to glance at the dozens of bandits below.

murder...

A little boy who is only about ten years old, and unarmed, has not received any training.

His opponents were dozens of strong, murderous bandits who were too numerous to write down.

This seems to be a battle without suspense...

The little boy was silent.

I saw that he actually leaned forward slightly...

Only see the next moment!

He jumped off the rock without saying a word!

You know, the stone platform they are standing on is a full five or six meters high from the ground below!

If an ordinary person jumped from this height, he would lose half his life even if he did not die!

And the little boy in the air still had no fear on his face, with an extremely stern look on his face!

In other words, he has no fear at all!

Jumping from here is not because he is looking for death...

And purely because he has absolute confidence in himself!

"Whoosh-"