At this point, Xiao Daohe finally recognized who the person in front of him was. Only Wang Ziqiao could do this move, and the short sword in Wang Ziqiao's hand was his own.

But he had no time to ask anything. Junko Matsuhara's figure had suddenly disappeared, but he could feel that the other party must have locked himself in, and he could only wave his palms to defend again with his keen sensing.

I have to say that this old guy has a very deep skill and strong martial arts foundation. Although he was slightly injured, it did not affect his combat effectiveness. He danced his fast palms and used fast speed to control fast. Every palm can bring a strong palm wind.

Junko Matsuhara, who was invisible, attacked many times but failed.

Even Prince Qiao's fast sword was swept away from its original trajectory.

But Wang Ziqiao's fast sword seemed endless, hundreds of spikes were not the end, and they swung their arms, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a hundred spikes.

Xiao Daohe was forced to lean against the wall and was accidentally stabbed by Wang Ziqiao and injured his shoulder. With the tip of the sword, a deep bloody mouth appeared on his shoulder.

bass……

After Prince Qiao succeeded, he immediately turned around and retreated to the door. Then Junko Matsuhara appeared out of thin air, and four afterimages still struck Xiao Daohe at the same time.

Xiao Daohe already felt something was wrong. Both of them were at the level of a master, and they also had weapons in their hands. Their fighting style was extremely strange, which made people unable to defend themselves. The cooperation between the two can be said to be seamless.

Xiao Daohe was already injured. In the pain of his arm, his palm swing speed was significantly reduced. The most important thing was that he had no chance to ease.

He avoided the four swords and slashed his back with the most sword, leaving another bloody mouth as long as twenty centimeters.

ah……

Xiao Daohe shouted violently, but his eyes swept to the window, which was tempered glass, but if he wanted to escape, he could directly break it.

How could Prince Qiao let him escape? Not to mention escaping, once the window is broken, it will definitely attract others' attention.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Junko Songyuan entangling Xiao Daohe, Wang Ziqiao took out the turtle shell. The earth element immediately spread out under the guidance of mental power. The slow technique instantly shot out and landed on Xiao Daohe.

Xiao Daohe suddenly felt that his body seemed to have become heavier several times, and his speed suddenly decreased. A sword shadow flashed through his injured arm.

flutter……

Cut his arm directly.

ah……

Xiao Daohe screamed in shock. Without paying attention to his broken arm, he leaned over and lay down to the ground, kicked the coffee table against the wall away, and smashed it at Junko Matsuhara.

Junko Matsuhara waved her knife again and split the coffee table in half.

Prince Qiao had already rushed up again, dancing with his hands and stabbed again.

Xiao Daohe could only continue rolling on the ground and rolling towards the door.

Junko Matsuhara had already descended into the air and stabbed him in from behind.

flutter!

This knife stabbed Xiao Daohe through.

Junko Matsuhara took back her long sword and landed lightly at the door.

Prince Qiao had already pounced on him again, and his two swords were about to pierce into Daohe's body.

But Xiao Daohe suddenly spoke: "Don't kill me!"

Prince Qiao locked Xiao Daohe's throat with his two swords, stepped on the ground with his feet, and snorted coldly: "Give me a reason not to kill you!"

"I said, I said, Guan Jiangjie and Guan Honghai invited the killer to kill you. They have made an appointment with me. Once the killer attacks you, I will notify me and ask me to help you!"

Xiao Daohe spoke quickly, but blood foam kept spinning out of his mouth. The knife that Songyuan Junko just now pierced his body.

"Please don't kill me, save me...I can...I can tell you all the secrets of Kongtong Sect!"

"What's the secret?"

"Secret Book, I can give you the secret book of the Kongtong Sect's Xuankong Xin Method, or I can give you the Soul Chasing Palm, the Hidden Flying Sky, and various hidden weapons..."

Xiao Daohe lay on the ground, vomiting blood foam on his mouth, and his body trembled constantly. He wanted to speak, but he didn't make any sound in the end.

I saw that I couldn't live anymore.

However, Wang Ziqiao did not agree, raised his swords and fell instantly, piercing Xiao Daohe's heart.

Drawing out the two swords, Wang Ziqiao kicked Xiao Daohe's body over, stared at Xiao Daohe, and snorted coldly: "Those who hurt me will die! As for the secrets you mentioned, if necessary, I will naturally pick them up in person!"

After a word, Wang Ziqiao released a fireball technique and fell on Xiao Daohe.

The temperature of the magic flame was very high, and Xiao Daohe quickly turned into coke, and then turned into ashes. The pungent smell was blown out dozens of meters outside the window by Wang Ziqiao using wind elements.

All the ashes were also brought into the bathroom and rushed into the sewer.

The faucet of the sewer was always on, leaving no trace.

Although there were traces of battle in the room, there were not many. The blood stains were also clearly clean. The broken coffee table was sent out from the window by Wang Ziqiao and thrown onto the roof.

All the items from Xiao Daohe in the room were also taken away by Wang Ziqiao.

If you don’t look carefully, you will not find any traces, as if Xiao Daohe has left by himself, but before leaving, he just stole a coffee table and a quilt.

In high-end hotels, the sound insulation of doors and windows is also very good, and outsiders can't hear it at all.

The two returned to the roof again and carried the debris of the chair away. Junko Matsuhara carried Xiao Daohe's backpack and shot up with Wang Ziqiao, landed on the roof of another building, and continued to flash and disappeared into the night sky.

Xiao Daohe is powerful, similar to Wu Bufeng, but under the sneak attack of Wang Ziqiao and Junko Songyuan, he is nothing but Er.

Holding two swords in hand, Wang Ziqiao's attack power was greatly enhanced.

When the two returned to the Prince's Club, it was already late at night.

He didn't tell anyone about his actions tonight except Junko Matsuhara. Of course, Lin Hu might be able to guess one or two.

Lying alone in the bed, Wang Ziqiao thought of Guan Jiangjie and his son. They must also get rid of them. They are not afraid of thieves stealing but are afraid of thieves thinking about them. A thin camel is bigger than a horse. Although Guan Jiangjie was dismissed from public office, the old housekeeper must not ignore it. If they don’t die, they will definitely make trouble behind the scenes. They will do it from time to time, and may even threaten their relatives.

"Die!" Prince Qiao had made up his mind.

After taking out the turtle shell again, Wang Ziqiao looked at it for a moment, and said to himself: "Zhang Yingtian said you are a magic weapon. I don't know what you have to do, so I will use you as the Five Elements Magic Stone first. It's just that the magic wand suitable for you is not easy to find!"

Generally speaking, magic wands are made of more spiritual trees. It is best to have a good texture structure and combine them with jade. Then the magic stone is inlaid with magic runes and blessed with magic runes.

As wood needs it, Wang Ziqiao had already had a plan in his mind, that is, the thousand-year-old mahogany.
Chapter completed!