Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

As soon as the words fell, the thirty guards, like vicious dogs, heard their master's order and started taking action almost at the same time, whether with weapons, fists or feet, all amplifying their moves.

They are all the guards of Liyang County.

To qualify as a marquis's guard, one must have two brushes.

Their cultivation is at the lowest level of the fifth level, most of them are at the fourth level, and six of them are at the peak of the fourth level.

Of course, every marquis must have one or more third-level masters as personal guards.

Therefore, it is not difficult to guess that Yan Xingxiang must be a master of the third level.

But at this moment, Yan Xingxiang did not take action immediately. He ordered thirty guards to attack together.

"Seven Star Absolute Sword Style·Stars Shine!"

Wei An reached to his waist with his right hand and pulled out the Meteor Iron Sword.

Swish!

In a flash of sword light!

Thirty silver lights suddenly appeared in the room, flashing and flashing like the thirty brightest stars in the night sky falling down and floating above the heads of the thirty guards.

Immediately, a ray of light emerged, connecting one star after another, drawing an almost perfect circle.

Wei An held out his sword and sheathed it, from start to finish in the blink of an eye.

The thirty guards suddenly froze and stopped moving in unison. They maintained their offensive posture but remained motionless.

It's like being frozen!

"Ah this!!"

Seeing this scene, Yan Xingxiang and Butler Song were shocked. Their eyes widened and their breathing froze.

Immediately afterwards, a line of blood appeared on the necks of all thirty guards.

As blood lines appeared, thirty people's heads left their necks and fell down all at once.

Wei An didn't take action, but he killed thirty people instantly!

Moreover, this is the first time that the Meteor Iron Sword has been used to kill people since it was forged by him. It is indeed a silver-grade weapon. It is extremely sharp and can cut people's heads effortlessly.

"What a fast sword!"

Yan Xingxiang's face was solemn and he exhaled: "Zhang Sanqiao, I didn't expect you to be a master of the third level."

"What, third grade?!" Butler Song trembled with fright when he heard this.

He is very clear.

There are only two third-level masters in the entire Liyang County, one is the Marquis Dong Baishun and the other is Yan Xingxiang.

A second-level master would naturally disdain being the Marquis's guard.

The Marquis can't afford to raise a second-grade person!

I never expected that the young man in front of me, Zhang Sanqiao, was actually a master of the third level. The specific level was unknown.

"How could it be the third grade..."

Butler Song suddenly became anxious, looking left and right, his trembling legs kept moving back.

Wei An squinted at Yan Xingxiang and said calmly: "You didn't even know the details and strength of the target, so you rashly killed the good and took the credit. Haha, you deserved to die today."

"die?!"

Yan Xingxiang's face tightened and he said in a low voice: "I am the Marquis's personal guard, a military attaché appointed by the imperial court, and a member of the Yan clan. You dare to kill me?"

Wei An smiled and said: "The world is so chaotic. Even my true disciples of Pantian Sect may have accidents. Why can't you?"

"...Hmph, just try it!"

Yan Xingxiang moved halfway to the left, raised his hand and grabbed Butler Song, and violently threw him towards Wei An.

Swish!

Wei An raised his hand and struck a sword!

Butler Song immediately split in the middle, and under the mighty force of the sword, the two halves of his body were thrown away, one on the left and the other on the right, and smashed into the wall.

In an instant, the walls of Tianzi Room 1 were covered with human body fragments, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The waiter at the display cabinet was huddled at the door, shivering and wailing like a little puppy.

Blood splattered all over them!

In this situation, of course they wanted to escape, but under the pressure of the third-level masters, they felt as if they were in an environment with ten times the gravity, and their legs and feet were not in control at all, making it difficult to move.

After Yan Xingxiang threw Butler Song out, he immediately approached him. When Wei An extended his sword, his scarlet claws suddenly swept out towards him.

"Poison Claw!"

As soon as he takes action, it is the ultimate move of the Yan family bloodline!

Wei An had already anticipated this. With a shake of his shoulders, he immediately used the Shadow Step.

Whoosh!

In the room, three extremely real shadows suddenly appeared, all of them were Wei An. It was difficult to tell whether they were real or fake.

Yan Xingxiang was shocked. Not many people could master such an advanced martial art as Shadow Step.

then!

Without any surprise, his poisonous claws turned into futility.

"Your Yan family's Hundred Poison Claws tend to have evil attributes, so I will destroy them with thunder!"

Wei An, who appeared behind Yan Xingxiang, smiled lightly, and lightning suddenly shot out from the meteorite iron sword.

The bright thunder light gathered and never dispersed, the scream was ear-piercing, and the meteorite iron sword exploded and stabbed out!

puff!

Yan Xingxiang's body shook violently. He lowered his head and looked at his chest. The meteorite iron sword penetrated his chest and accidentally pierced his heart.

"So strong!"

Yan Xingxiang's expression was shocked. He had obviously released his body-protecting power, but was broken open by Wei An's sword, which was as powerful as a broken bamboo.

This shows that whether it is Wei An's strength or the martial arts of the Perfect Realm, they are all superior to him.

How the hell is it possible to win this fight!

"No, how come you know so many martial arts?"

After Yan Xingxiang was shocked, great doubts and unwillingness suddenly emerged in his heart. He felt that he had lost unjustly.

Since Wei An is a true disciple of the Pantian Sect, he most likely has Pangu bloodline, but he also possesses the Seven-Star Absolute Sword Style and the Thunder Control True Technique, and displays two third-level martial arts.

This……

"There are so many problems, go to hell!"

Wei An stirred the meteorite sword, directly smashing Yan Xingxiang's heart into pieces, and then with a horizontal stroke, he tore his body from his chest and divided it into two halves.

"Well, the reason why this group of people targeted me is because Shen Wusong killed the only son of Marquis Miaoyang in Paoma Town, and I happened to appear in Paoma Town..."

Wei An couldn't help curling his lips, feeling unhappy for a while. He walked quietly without provoking anyone.

Who would have thought that he would carry a big pot for Shenwu Song out of nowhere.

This world...

Then, Wei An turned to the door and his eyes fell on the shopkeeper and the waiter.

"Hero, this matter has nothing to do with us, we were forced to do so!" the shopkeeper kowtowed quickly and shouted.

"Hero, spare your life, I don't understand anything, know nothing, and see nothing." The waiter in the shop clasped his head and closed his eyes, as if going crazy, he kept mumbling.

Wei Fangruo ignored it and just knelt down and searched the corpses on the ground. He found some money and two medicine bottles.

"Yan Xingxiang's poison..."

Wei An recognized at a glance that the liquid in the two medicine bottles was the poison in the jar of wine sent by the waiter.

He sneered, thought for a moment, cut off Yan Xingxiang's face and put it in the tool box.

Then, he said calmly: "I want to ask about something, how to get to Marquis Liyang's mansion?"