Xiao Che just had toe a little on the ground, and his body turned around with the seated Grand Master chair, looking at the two people in front of him with a calm expression.

"Why did you kill the people from my Murong family? Who sent you here?"

Murong Yunhai, who was beside him, continued to shout sternly.

"My Zhuge family seems to have no grudges with you on weekdays, and I have never provoked you Heisang. Why do you harm me?"

Zhuge Ming followed.

"You two are here?"

Xiao Che did not answer, but just looked at the two of them strangely.

His expression and tone were completely provoked in Zhuge Ming's eyes, and both of them were immediately furious.

"Brother Zhuge, stop talking nonsense to him. I will remove his hands and feet first, grab him and leave it to the ancestor to refine blood. See if he can still speak stubbornly then!"

Murong Yunhai held the long knife in his hand and slashed it out with one knife.

As soon as the sword came out, the sword shadow immediately spread all over the sky, carrying the violent wind, and slashed towards Xiao Che in a tight and impenetrable manner.

But before the sword shadow in the sky could be touched Xiao Che, a "clang!" suddenly sounded a sword roar, and the strong wind in the sky shattered like bubbles in an instant, disappearing without a shadow.

At the same time, Murong Yunhai's limbs fell down, and Murong Yunhai, who was like a human pig, rolled to the ground in surprise.

Maybe it was too sudden, and he didn't make a howl like a pig when he rolled down to the corner of the wall.

Looking at Xiao Che again, he was still sitting on the Grand Master chair with expressionless expression. The only difference was that his hand was now on the broken water on his waist, and blood-colored smoke rose from the back of his hand.

"You, you..."

Zhuge Ming looked at Xiao Che like a ghost, and could not say a complete sentence for a long time.

It was not that he didn't know that Heisang, who was Wujiguan, was very strong, but according to the previous information and with the strength of Murong Yunhai, it was more than enough to win a Heisang, so he rushed in without any scruples.

But now he didn't see clearly how the other party drew his sword, and Murong Yunhai's limbs were cut off. The strength of the Hei Sang in front of him was far beyond his expectations.

"now you."

Xiao Che looked up at Zhuge Mingdao in front of him in a calm tone.

Just one glance, Zhuge Ming was seen to retreat repeatedly, and his unique skills, which were all in cultivation, didn't know how to use them at this time.

"I count to three. If you don't take action, I'll take action."

Xiao Che looked at Zhuge Ming's face without any expression.

"one."

He began to report the numbers.

The sound stopped at Zhuge Ming No. 2 Middle School, like a death knell. He had no idea of ​​fighting back and wanted to run away, but the thought arose. With a "clang" sword roar, he watched helplessly as his newly raised leg fell from under him.

"How could there be... such a fast sword."

But this time, Zhuge Ming still didn't see how Xiao Che drew his sword.

"Didn't you say counting to three..."

He yelled in horror when he fell to the ground.

"I'm lying to you."

Xiao Che's mouth curled up and slowly stood up, looking coldly at Zhuge Ming rolling on the ground in pain.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

Watching Xiao Che walk towards him little by little, Zhuge Ming didn't care about the pain on his body and began to scream outside the door.

But the room was locked and the door was reinforced by runes. Even if the Zhuge family members heard the shouts, they would not be able to enter for a while.

"Don't kill me, kill me, you can't get out of it."

He finished calling out to Xiao Che and threatened him.

However, Xiao Che ignored him and continued to walk towards him.

"You can't kill me, by the way, you, your love interest has been captured by the ancestor. If you kill me, your love interest will be dead!"

Hearing this, Xiao Che stopped.

"We were going to find you in your room, but we didn't expect you to be called away by Zhuquehou in advance. Now your good looks are in the hands of the ancestor."

Perhaps because he knew his life was in full swing, he endured the severe pain in his legs and explained to Xiao Che in one breath.

At this time, more than a dozen members of the Zhuge family outside the house finally broke through the door and rushed in after hearing Zhuge Ming's shouting.

Xiao Che ignored the children of Zhuge and Murong family, but directly raised Zhuge Ming's head and said coldly:

"Take me to meet your ancestors."

As soon as he finished speaking, his left hand pressed on the Broken Water Sword suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the long sword roared softly like a stream of light and was pulled out of the sheath.

While the Duanshui Sword was unsheathed, it rushed to the front of the Zhuge family's children immediately with their heads. Then the Duanshui Sword's sword shadow passed by the Zhuge and Murong family's children like a stream of light, and corpses sprayed with blood flew out of the door.

Finally, no one dared to stop Xiao Che.

So, outside the room, the Zhuge and Murong family's children were staring at the man holding Zhuge Ming's hair tremblingly, dragging Zhuge Ming's body, and walked out of the room with a calm expression.

At the door of the room, Xiao Che saw the Zhuque Hou who had just talked with him in the room.

"Marquis Zhuque, Marquis Zhuque save me, save me!"

Zhuge Ming, who was brought in by Xiao Che, started crying after seeing Zhuquehou.

Xiao Che didn't say anything, but just raised his eyes and looked at the Zhuquehou in front of him.

Although he was just a glance, the hidden murderous intent in his eyes made the heart of Zhuquehou tremble. He lived at such an old age and had never felt such a terrible murderous intent.

"No, no, no, this matter has nothing to do with my Immortal Alliance."

Zhuquehou smiled and waved his hands repeatedly.

However, I don’t know if it was because I saw Xiao Che talking to others, several Zhuge family members with good cultivation came to Xiao Che with their weapons in their hands like wind.

However, before a few people approached, Xiao Che was already pierced by the broken water in Xiao Che's hand. Even Zhuque Hou was so scared that he saw this scene, because even he couldn't see clearly how Xiao Che made the sword. His heart was beating wildly: "How could there be such a fast sword in this world?!"

"Get out, get out quickly, get out quickly, don't you see that? He is a demon and a ghost. If you don't want to die, get out quickly."

After realizing that these children of his family could not be Xiao Che's opponents, Zhuge Ming, who was brought in by Xiao Che, began to yell.

It was probably from this day that the name of the sword demon began to be added to Xiao Che by monks from the ten states.

"Where is the ancestor Piaomiao?"

Xiao Che asked Zhuge Ming coldly.

"In, in the room No. 1 of Tianzi, then, that girl is inside. Don't worry, if you don't die, the ancestor will not touch him!"

Then, there was no obstacle in front of Xiao Che. He held Zhuge Ming's head and dragged Zhuge Ming straight towards the sea boat sky guest room. The blood flowing from Zhuge Ming's broken legs set out a long bloody path on the floor of the cabin.
Chapter completed!