Cool! Tragic death and rebirth, the legitimate daughter abuses the scumbag with great pleasure

"Then don't blame us for bullying the weak and the few with the many!"

"You bully the weak with your big ones, and you bully the few with your many. You have no shame in that, and you even shout it out so loudly! It turns out that the older you get, the thicker your skin becomes!"

"Boy! You are looking for death!" The wind from the fist came like the power of thunder.

Baili Chen drew out the Tang sword from his waist, exerted all his strength, and swung it forward.

The old man opposite dodged the blade, drew out the soft sword at his waist, and fought head-on with Baili Chen.

The two men were full of vigor and their bodies were as swift as leopards. They moved swiftly and the fight was hard to separate. The sound of weapons clashing could be heard from time to time, and it was very intense.

It was like two eagles chasing and fighting in mid-air, as fast as lightning.

The other two old men flew over and stood aside, watching the fight and commenting quietly.

Baili Chen and the old man fought for nearly a hundred moves, and they were evenly matched. Suddenly, the old man's soft sword made a loud "crack" sound from the middle, cracked, and then broke into two pieces.

The moment the old man was distracted, the broken sword head flew out. Baili Chen took the opportunity to pick it up with his Tang sword and it flew towards the old man's lower abdomen. The old man dodged quickly, but his side was still scratched by the tip of the sword, and the wound was instantly covered in blood.

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, "What's going on? My 'Cold Moon' sword, this is impossible!"

You know, this sword of his was forged by a famous master. It has been with him for more than 30 years and has never been damaged at all. It actually broke into two pieces today. This is simply incredible.

He looked at Baili Chen and asked in disbelief: "What kind of sword do you have? Who made it? How could it be so strong that it could be the nemesis of my sword?"

The two old men standing on the sidelines watching the fight had confused and bewildered looks on their faces. They really couldn't understand why the third brother's sword broke. Was it because their eyes were blurry?

An old man who was watching the fight became interested and showed his weapon with a look of great interest.

It turned out that his weapon was an iron fan. When the fan was unfolded, the metal glowed with a cold light. It was obviously extremely sharp and definitely not an ordinary item.

He still didn't take Baili Chen seriously, and said to the injured old man: "Third brother, get out of the way first! Let me try this kid's weapon. I don't believe that his knife can damage my iron fan?"

Soon, Baili Chen and the old man with the iron fan started fighting again. After dozens of moves, a small part of the old man's iron fan was chopped off, and the metal pieces on the fan flew everywhere.

Baili Chen easily dodged several flying pieces of metal. After stabilizing himself, he looked at the three old men coldly with a mocking look on his face.

He had always known that the weapons given by Su Ci were extremely hard and sharp.

However, he did not expect that it could become the nemesis of the "old monster's" weapons. This was really beyond his expectations and also surprised him greatly.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to escape from the siege of these three old guys today.

Now, with this weapon that can defeat the enemy, how can these old guys do anything to him?

Just as he was thinking, the old man holding the fan let out a pig-killing roar: "How is this possible? This is the master's famous weapon, extremely sharp, and made of black iron. How could it be damaged by your weapon? What exactly is your 'magic weapon'? What's its ranking on the weapon list? What's its name?..."

He asked several questions in succession, looking at the Tang sword in Baili Chen's hand, and an eager and greedy light soon appeared on his face.

Baili Chen looked down at the Tang sword in his hand with a faint smile on his face, "It's called the Tang sword, and it was given to me by a very important person. This sword is unknown and not worth mentioning!"

"How is this possible? An unknown knife can cut my sword. This is simply too shocking!"

The other two old men also focused their attention on the Tang sword. They saw that the blade was a little long and the style was a little different. In the dark night, the surface of the sword flashed with a cold silver light, and it looked extremely sharp, as if it could really cut iron like mud.

The last old man refused to believe it and after dozens of rounds of confrontation with Baili Chen, his "ghost-head knife" that looked extremely domineering was declared scrapped.

Now, when the three of them looked at the Tang sword in Baili Chen's hand, the greed and possessiveness in their eyes became even stronger.

The three of them even had the idea of ​​snatching it away at the same time. For a master, having a top-notch weapon is more desirable than meeting a peerless beauty.

Even if it is different from their original weapons, or not compatible with their own martial arts, it will not affect their fanatical pursuit and extreme possessiveness.

There are also many warriors who have a hobby of collecting weapons.

Baili Chen saw their unfriendly looks and asked coldly, "What? Are you interested in my treasure? Come and grab it if you have the guts!"

He suddenly jumped up and attacked the three old men, using his most powerful killing moves one after another, forcing the old men to retreat again and again.

Without the support of strong weapons, they were like old birds without wings. They could not compete with Baili Chen at all, let alone take his attacks with ease. They could only avoid the sharp edge and dodge repeatedly, for fear of being cut by his sharp Tang sword.

The situation of three people teaming up to fight one person was reversed in an instant. Baili Chen was like an eagle chasing a chick, chasing the three old men everywhere and making them fly and hide everywhere. For a moment, he had the upper hand.

The three old men were so angry that they cried out, but there was nothing they could do but flee in a panic.

Changfeng couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the dramatic reversal before his eyes.

These shameless old creatures thought they could gain the upper hand and take advantage by using their age and numbers to bully the weak, but they didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin's weapons were so powerful that they were beaten to a pulp.

Now, not only has he lost face, but even his life is in the hands of His Highness.

Your Highness! Mighty!

It’s really refreshing!

The other men in black were also frightened when they saw several elders being chased and beaten. Their momentum weakened and they obviously lacked confidence. They gradually began to show signs of decline and had no desire to fight.

Another half hour passed, and under the powerful counterattack of the crossbows, the men in black were beaten so badly that they had no power to fight back. Some died, and some were injured.

The entire forest was stained with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Changfeng was even more ruthless and merciless. He crippled the injured men in black's martial arts and cut the tendons of their hands and feet, leaving them no chance to struggle or escape.

Several old men with strong martial arts skills had been chased by Baili Chen for several laps in the woods, and were almost exhausted and had no power to fight back. Moreover, they were cut a lot by Baili Chen's Tang sword, and their clothes were stained with blood.

Finally, seeing that they could not get any advantage, the old men had to use their Qinggong to the extreme to escape from Baili Chen's clutches. "Love is always there, no matter how far we go. Can you give me a good review?"