The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 100: Masters don’t talk much

Both palms and wrists were bloody and fleshy, and the flesh was turned outward.

Zhou Liang was terrified, and looked at Mo Rang with a gloomy expression.

When was this cut? !

The image of himself being knocked into the air quickly flashed through his mind. At that time, he heard a "bang" impact on his flesh. He never thought that that sharp sword move in the sky would cut through the meridians of his hand in an instant, and the attack was extremely vicious. .

"Who are you?!"

Zhou Liang's tone was full of surprise, "In this world, the masters with such sharp and swift sword moves are all above martial arts masters. Where did a witch like you come from?!"

Before Mo Rang could make a sound, he habitually swung the long sword in his hand, drew a short arc in front of him, and dropped a few drops of hot blood on the white ground.

"Xu Linghuai."

He spoke softly, but all of the hundreds of people present remembered his words deeply. This name will also turn the world upside down in the future, so I will not mention it later.

Don't let him have his own plans. He must not use his previous identity when traveling around the world. The identity of pretending to be Xu Linghuai can be used as a probing stone to test the intentions of various forces.

As long as this name is typed out now...

Behind him, a gleam of light flashed across Liu Yun's eyes, who was holding the sword, and the light disappeared in an instant.

On the beam house.

The young man with the white jade forehead waved his fan, his eyes were complicated, and he murmured: "Xu Linghuai... I've never heard of such a character in the world, could it be an old guy who pretends to be wonderful, or how can I, that sword, even I can't stand it!" Can't see clearly..."

The honest young man was dumbfounded, "You can't even see clearly, senior brother?"

The young man with the white jade forehead frowned and nodded, his expression became more dignified.

He is extremely talented. He was ranked 57th in the list as early as a year ago, and he is also high-minded. He claims that among the younger generation, no one can beat him in the sword. .

"This person's city is extremely deep, and he should be hiding his strength."

He closed his fan, looked at the woman's sharply wounded long sword, and for some reason...

He felt that what the woman was holding in her hand should be a knife.

……

But he said that Zhou Liang's heart had turned hundreds of times. Seeing that his fists were weak and weak, this demon girl's strength was unpredictable, and he already wanted to retreat. However, losing such a big face in front of hundreds of people in the world, was it? Teaching him to hate it.

The wrist was bleeding profusely, and there was an incomparably cold air covering the wound, cutting off, no, devouring the hot internal force he used to stop the bleeding!How domineering!

"Sorceress! You only use such a low-level method! If you didn't hurt me with a hidden weapon, grandpa, how could I be hurt by you! I'm just a warrior—!"

His leopard eyes were wide open, and his eyes were about to burst out of their sockets.

Mo Rang frowned, this person doesn't know what's good or bad, in this case it's the right way to admit defeat as soon as possible, it's better than the pain of separating the head, he doesn't think he's a good person, if it wasn't for pity that his head was green, the sword just now would have been broken his neck.

"Admit defeat?" Mo Rang asked decisively, "I will not show mercy to the next strike."

Arrogant!

Not only Zhou Liang, but also the Jianghu people watching from the dark had this word in their hearts.

"Joke! My head is bleeding, I just never admit defeat!"

Sun Breaking Fist!
Zhou Liang had a ferocious face, his bronzed muscles trembled, and he seemed to be able to see the hot aura under the flesh, his muscles were like mountains, and his two forearms were thicker than Mo Rang's thighs. On the contrary, it can crush the head of an adult!
"Death is worthless."

Mo Rang calmly and habitually slashed at him with the long sword he was not used to. He had less than half of his recovery from serious injuries, but he used to have the strength of Wu Zong, and his sword skills were even more proficient. The sword intent hung in his heart It is also true, now that the opponent has no advantage, it is absolutely certain that he can win.

Roar--!
At the moment when the sword struck, Zhou Liang seemed to see the hell of the sea of ​​blood, billowing black air and viscous blood formed a boundless ocean, which was about to completely submerge him!

There is no way to avoid it!

It was an overwhelming sword light, obviously the demon girl just made a move, but it was unpredictable, in my eyes, one turned into a hundred, white turned into a thousand, and a thousand turned into a thousand, the whole field of vision was filled with the unavoidable sword light.

He had no doubt that when the sword came down, there would be tens of thousands of transparent holes in his body.

Death was so close to him!

But in the eyes of others, it is a different scene——

The woman held a long sword, and her movements were extremely heroic and swift as lightning. She made an unremarkable move, while Zhou Liang, who was known for his straight fist bursting, looked on and struck at the tip of his sword. Hitting, the point of the sword was about to cut off the neck, and the speed did not decrease at all.

It is really incomprehensible.

"Fairy wait a minute!"

Pfft——!
Mo Rang put away the sword, but there was no displeasure on his face, and he dodged to avoid the blood splashing from Zhou Liang's neck.

Mo Rang: Ma De, who is the fairy?

He didn't even appreciate Zhou Liang's expression on his escape from death, and looked directly at the two people who jumped from the roof in front of him.

Dressed in white, spotless.

Unexpectedly, even the blood spurted out close at hand didn't stain half of it, he really is a master.

And masters are worthy of respect.

The young man with the white jade forehead belt showed admiration and took the lead in cupping his fists and saying: "I am Quan Yuanqing, a disciple of Yue Xing Villa. This is my junior brother Lu Zhao. I would like to boldly ask the fairy to spare Zhou Liang's life."

Mo Rang had known for a long time that he was watching the battle on the roof and would not come down for a long time. Now that he knew his strength, he eagerly followed him. It is not difficult to guess what his intentions are.

He was angry in his heart, how could the person who provoked him feel better.

On the long street, Quan Yuanqing smiled like a fox, but he thought he was smiling purely and kindly.

Just when he was thinking that it was about to happen, he didn't expect the woman in white to stand there after sheathed her sword, not even looking at him, her white robes floating like a fairy.

The woman said indifferently: "I have never heard of it."

The scene was awkwardly silent for a while.

The smile on Quan Yuanqing's face was cracked, and his heart was beating like thunder—it was always women who followed behind him, so he needed his hot face to put his hot face on other people's cold ass, if it wasn't for him, he might not be able to beat her, and he would have raised his sword long ago.

Mo Rang just watched the other party change his face indifferently, and deeply felt that the other party was not good at nourishing Qi, and he was not as good as Fu Yulou's old fox.

Lu Zhao didn't seem to notice the embarrassment at all and smiled honestly, "It's okay, it's okay, we just know each other now."

Being interrupted like this, Quan Yuanqing adjusted his mood, but the look in his eyes at Mo Rang was a little less kind, "Fairy, don't be angry, it will be good for the fairy just to let that person go."

"You said."

Seeing that Mo Rang turned his head to face him, he smiled and said: "Killing is prohibited in Taizhou City, if Zhou Liang is killed at this pass, it will damage the fairy's reputation."

Mo Rang waited so long just to wait for someone to stop him, and to give him a pillow when he fell asleep. He felt less malicious towards this person in his heart.

But what he cares about is not reputation, but fear of trouble.

　Mo Rang: If you get tricked too much, you will naturally fall into the trap.

　　(Sorry readers, the next update is late, sorry and sorry)

　　
　
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