The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

After all, the human body's health was limited.

After a short while, Song Xuanyang's corpse stopped bleeding.

It was just that the ground around him was a mess, stained bright red with blood. His head was lying on the ground two meters away, his eyes were still open, and he still had a pained expression on his face.

Seeing that the corpse stopped bleeding, Li Blade walked up with a frown and took out a yellowed book from the corpse's bosom.

This was the supreme martial art left behind by Li Taibai!

Li Dao looked at the book carefully. He did not know what was so special about this martial art.

The surrounding martial artists also saw Li Dao's actions. They recovered from the discomfort and looked at the yellowed book in Li Dao's hands passionately.

Looking at the group of martial artists around him, Li Dao waved the book in his hand and asked, "What? You guys want it?"

The moment Li Dao opened his mouth, the crowd calmed down a little. Song Xuanyang's head and Yan Changsheng's corpse were still warm.

With so many people rushing forward, Li Dao would definitely not be able to hold them off. However, the problem was that he could definitely kill quite a few people. Then, who was sure that he was not the one being killed?

The godly technique was impressive, but that was only if his own life was not threatened.

Li Dao's cold expression undoubtedly frightened them. To be able to remain so calm after cutting off a person's head, this was something that could not be measured by common sense.

Seeing the fear in the eyes of the martial artists around him, Li Dao finally felt at ease.

As long as these people were afraid of death, he could safely leave today.

Just as Li Blade was about to relax, a shadow flashed and snatched the book from his hands before flying towards the wall.

This human figure's Qing Gong was very high, and his speed and his jump height meant that his opponent's Qing Gong was very high.

Li Dao's face was ashen. He never thought that he would encounter such a situation.

"Isn't that the seventh prince?"

"It's that damnable rapist Tang Xiaohu. I didn't expect him to come as well." This time, there is no hope, who doesn't know that Tang Xiaohu's qinggong is the best in martial arts, I'm afraid he won't be able to catch up. "

The surrounding martial artists were discussing, but none of them were talking about the Seven Ultimate, Young Noble Tang Xiaohu.

Tang Xiaohu was originally a descendant of an impoverished Martial Family. He was Tang Xiaohu's only son. This person had a natural disposition. When his father was still around, he had roamed the land of fireworks. After the death of his father, he was no longer satisfied with solving problems in the brothel, so he turned his attention to the women in the house.

Tang Xiaohu's family's Qing Gong was a bit mysterious, plus his innate talent was very high, so no one was able to catch him. It could be said that he came without leaving a trace.

Due to his proficiency in the art of zither, chess, calligraphy, poetry, wine, flowers, and other aspects, he was known as the Seven Supreme Lords.

Li Dao had long thought that Tang Xiaohu was not simple. He didn't expect him to have such an identity. He had gotten the book, but he didn't expect another hidden BOSS to appear. The key point was that this person had talked to him before.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Xiaohu had already rushed out of the wall and rushed into the city. Once he reached a place with a crowd, it would be even more difficult for Ben to catch him. Moreover, his martial arts skills were not weak, and he had already seen enough of Houtian fifth stage in the martial arts world. There were only a few experts, and in the whole of Sichuan Shu Wu Lin, he was only a First Rated Warrior.

As for Li Dao, Tang Xiaohu admitted that he wasn't easy to deal with, but would he be able to catch up?

Li Dao looked at Tang Xiaohu, who had already dashed out of the wall. The corner of his mouth pulled out a cold smile as he muttered to himself, "None of the people who stole something from Li is still alive."

He then leaped up and chased after Tang Xiaohu. Did he really think that the horizontal teleportation was easy?

Watching the two figures gradually disappear, the martial practitioners of Four Seasons Villa looked at each other in dismay.