Meng Chuan walked into the private room calmly, and his eyes also fell on the two thieves.

The fat man and the bearded man stood up, all of whom were a little alert, but they still greeted him with a smile. They were unwilling to cause trouble in Dongning Mansion. The bearded man bowed and smiled, "I have seen Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng came to our room, and I don't know what to do to tell us brothers?"

"kill!"

When the calm sound sounded, a knife light had already lit up.

This knife is too fast!

Meng Chuan, who has now reached the late stage of the Rebirth Realm, has a strong foundation of gods and demons, and his bodies are no less than ordinary leak-free realm. Moreover, he has realized the sword force, even if he does not use the sword force and combines body and mind skills, he can burst out with stronger physical potential. He is the best at speed, and his sword is made... and the two thieves in the private room are instantly disappointed.

"No." Both of them knew that it was not good, but the weaker obese man had no time to react, and the light of the knife passed through his throat.

"Ho ho ho~~~" The fat man covered his throat, but the blood was already squirting wildly, his face was full of fear and despair, and he felt the rapid passing of vitality.

"What?" The bearded man was a powerful man in the leakless realm after all. He reacted much faster. He jumped out of the window without hesitation the moment Meng Chuan used his sword. He knew very well that even if he fought with Meng Chuan for dozens of moves, it would be meaningless. In Dongning Mansion, once his identity was exposed, he had to escape as quickly as possible.

The longer the delay, more strong people will come, and the less likely he will be.

With one knife, Meng Chuan's figure was blurred and rushed out of the window and headed straight for the bloody Zhao Can. Today, the two bandits could not escape!

"What's going on?"

Many guests and women serving in the lobby of Biyun Tower saw a figure flying out of the second floor and a faster figure flying out. A sword light shone through the sky and angrily slashed towards a figure ahead.

Before he could even land in the air, the blood-handed Zhao Can was already wearing black gloves. His hands suddenly became bigger, like a palm fan. The palm moves that were twice as big as ordinary people were quite mysterious, blocking the knife.

"Bang."

Blood-handed Zhao Can felt a powerful force transmitted to his body along his arm, and he couldn't help but slam his body on the floor of Biyun Tower, smashing the wooden floor into a big hole, and the wooden stubble flew up.

The guests around had already retreated quickly, and it was very common to practice. It was common to fight each other when they were angry in brothels. It was just that they were jealous and fought, and at most they were injured in flesh and blood. But this fight was obviously different.

"It's Mr. Meng."

The guests and brothel women hid in the distance and watched, and saw the young man who had landed on the ground.

The usually humble young man, now the murderous intent is soaring into the sky. The murderous aura contained in his eyes made the guests and the women in the brothels frightened and their legs were weak.

"Mr. Meng, don't bully people too much. If you force me to get angry, I will take you to die together." The blood-handed Zhao Can stood up with a hideous face threatening me.

"Take me to die together?" Meng Chuan came over, "Just you?"

"snort."

Zhao Can rushed to the crowd on the side, trying to capture some hostages.

call.

Meng Chuan's thunder divine body burst out and saw a phantom, which was much faster than Zhao Can. Before the bloody hand Zhao Can had time to catch the hostage, another knife had already arrived.

"Puff." The bloody hand Zhao Can resisted with both hands. His hands were like palm-leaf fans, and his defense was perfect, blocking the two swords that Meng Chuan had slashed.

But the third knife followed.

"He seems to be stronger than me? If you can't get entangled with him, you have to find a way to escape as much as possible. Now it's dark night... As long as you take advantage of the night to get rid of him, you will have a chance to escape from Dongning Mansion." Zhao Can, the blood-handed, said intimately.

"call."

The third knife that was slashed was still very fast.

The blood-handed Zhao Can was about to resist, but found that the sword light seemed to have become illusory. Years of combat instinct made him instinctively retreat. The illusory sword light shook in front of him! It almost hit his neck.

puff!

A single arm was thrown away.

"My hand." Blood Hand Zhao Can's eyes were red. Although he escaped the terrifying knife because of his experience, Meng Chuan still cut off one of the arms of Blood Hand Zhao Can's.

"Escape, escape, escape." The bloody hand Zhao Can pressed this hatred in his heart. At this moment, the forbidden art of gods and demons broke out without hesitation. For a moment, the skin of his body began to turn red, and the extreme explosion of true energy began to burst out. For a while, his speed and power increased by a large margin. But the longer this state lasted, the greater the harm. At the mildest, the muscles, bones, meridians were injured for a year or two, and at worst, the severe damage of the internal organs, the severe damage of the Dantian, and it is possible to become a waste person.

If he does not use the forbidden art of gods and demons, he will definitely die this time.

"Boom." The God-Demon Forbidden Technique was completely broken, and the bloody hand Zhao Can rushed towards the nearest wall. The table, chair and stool exploded on the path. The thick wooden wall was directly knocked out of a big hole, and he rushed directly outside.

In order to survive, he didn't have time to walk through the door or window and hit the wall and left.

"Hmph." Meng Chuan's figure, holding a knife, moved and turned into a phantom and chased along the big hole.

Many guests at Biyun Tower breathed a sigh of relief, and some looked out through the window. Many guests also stared at the part of their arms wearing black gloves on the ground and were amazed.

"The person I was hunted just now also has the strength of the Leak-free Realm."

"He is still not as strong as Mr. Meng Chuan."

"Mr. Meng is from the family of gods and demons, so the foundation of gods and demons is naturally much stronger. And it seems that Mr. Meng's sword skills are also exquisite."

"That's... Mr. Meng's sword skills have probably reached the peak of the unity realm. In another year or two, they will be expected to realize the momentum. How could it be compared with the ordinary state of leakage?" These guests were talking, and some of them came to the broken arm with courage and carefully took off the black gloves. They saw the blood-red palm that was twice as big as an ordinary person.

"Blood Demon Hand?"

"Someone practices this evil kung fu? Is it the bloody hand Zhao Can?"

"Blood Hand Zhao Can, who is the second leader of the Blood Cloud Thieves, a master in the Wulu Realm. He was also chased by Mr. Meng Chuan. Mr. Meng's sword technique is really powerful. I am afraid that in another year or two, he will be able to realize the sword power."

"Can such an ordinary leak-free realm be compared with a genius like Mr. Meng who is expected to be a god or a demon?"

There were a lot of discussion in the brothel, but a few brave ones went out to chase after him. But it was obvious that the speed was far less than that of Meng Chuan and Zhao Can, the bloody hand who used the forbidden art of gods and demons.

"Where did I expose it? Eleventh Sister's disguise technique is superb, and no one can see through me. Could it be that idiot who lets the brothel women out?" The blood-handed Zhao Can was both hated and anxious, and flew desperately to the road.

Meng Chuan was also chasing him from behind.

When I chased for a mile, the surroundings became secluded.

"Swoosh." Meng Chuan's speed actually increased sharply again.

joke.

Meng Chuan, who practiced the thunder divine body, had the speed of his explosion that was far greater than that of the blood-handed Zhao Can. Even if Zhao Can used the forbidden art of gods and demons, it was far worse. Meng Chuan was in Biyun Tower, and there were too many people watching, so he only used 30% of his strength. His strength was only slightly stronger than Zhao Can, and the knife with the broken arm burst out 50% of his strength. My grandmother had already told him to understand the situation and make it public again in the middle of next year.

In front of others, you must naturally be more low-key.

"What?" Meng Chuan, who found that the speed suddenly increased behind him, was almost crazy with bloody Zhao Can, "How could this happen?"

Meng Chuan, who was chasing quickly, was so fast that his body was blurred. Zhao Can, a bloody hand in the unlearnable realm, felt that he could not see clearly. He suddenly noticed a gentle sword light coming, and waved his left hand to resist.

The sword light turned.

Extremely ghostly.

Then he stroked one of his legs, and one of his legs flew up.

Without using the sword force, Meng Chuan used up to 50% of his strength. This sword... while bursting out 50% of his strength, he also integrated the power of his heart and soul when halfway through the sword technique. While the sword light approached Zhao Can, his speed increased by 30%. This made Zhao Can, the bloody hand who used the God and Demon Forbidden Technique, break another leg after one encounter.

Zhao Can fell to the ground, and at this moment he broke one arm and one leg. He showed despair. The control of the body of the Wulu Realm still slowed down the bleeding of the broken leg.

"Mr. Meng, I have no grudges and no grudges with you, there is no need to kill me." Zhao Canlian said, and he had no way to dodge his legs and had one broken hand. It was too easy for Meng Chuan to kill him.

But Zhao Can still wants to live!

He is a strong man in the Leak-free Realm. Even if he breaks one hand and one leg, he can still live comfortably.

"Oh? No grudges, don't you kill more than 300 lives?" Meng Chuan walked towards Zhao Can.

"I have silver and treasures." Zhao Can immediately took out a thick stack of silver notes from his arms with his left hand. "There are nearly 40,000 taels of silver notes here, and this is a treasure of gods and demons."

Zhao Can took out the black iron piece wrapped in cotton cloth again, "This god and demon treasure is worth 100,000 taels."

He didn't say that Blood Cloud Thieves wanted to sell 100,000 taels, but they didn't sell it.

"These are all yours, all yours, Mr. Meng." Zhao Canlian said, "Just spare my life."

"Use your things to beg for mercy?" Meng Chuan continued to walk over.

"I am the second leader of the Blood Cloud Thieves. I know the Blood Cloud Thieves are a place where the Blood Cloud Thieves are buried." Zhao Canlian said, "As long as you spare me and let me go, I will tell you."

"puff."

A flash of sword light.

When Meng Chuan walked closer, he integrated into the power of his soul and easily slashed Zhao Can's neck with one knife.

"You, you..." Zhao Can's eyes widened, why didn't he give him a chance to survive?

"I haven't taken the treasures of your bandits seriously yet." Meng Chuan said calmly, watching Zhao Can die in anger.

Although the Blood Cloud Thieves are powerful, there are eight thieves in the unlearnable realm. Among them, there are even leaders who have power. But even the leader who has power is only close to Meng Chuan. In front of the entire Meng family... what is the family of a bandit? Meng Chuan didn't even take a look. The treasures of heaven and earth he used in the foundation of gods and demons were many times more than those of all the family belongings of Blood Cloud Thieves.
Chapter completed!