Super Comic System

Qiu Zhenhui saw a group of people staring at him, causing him to frown.

"The breath of a cultivator!" Qiu Zhenhui could clearly feel the breath of the few people standing in front of him. It was a breath unique to a cultivator.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6... a total of 12, yes... yes... I want to see who betrayed us..." Qiu Zhenhui looked at the 12 people in front of him and twisted his neck. There was a smile on his face, there was no expression of fear at all, but he felt eager to try.

"Huaxia monkey, die!" One of them spoke to Qiu Zhenhui in a very fluent...Island Mandarin.

Cang!

Puff!

Almost when his voice fell, the Qingxiao sword appeared in Qiu Zhenhui's hands, the blade was unsheathed, and a clear sword sounded. I saw a flash of light flashing across the islander’s neck, and then came in. The voice of meat rang in the silent room, which looked strange.

Everyone looked at the islander who was yelling at Qiu Zhenhui just now, and saw his eyes widened, his body remained motionless, and a red mark gradually emerged on his neck.

Puff!

One of them told him that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and pressed his elbow against him. Surprisingly, the islander fell to the ground almost at the same time. When he touched the ground, his head suddenly separated from his body.

puff!

The blood squirted out like a column of water.

hiss!

The whole room was filled with sounds of inhaling cold air, and several of them looked at Qiu Zhenhui with extremely terrifying eyes.

Gudong!

There was a burst of drooling sound, explaining the fear of people around Qiu Zhenhui.

"Since you dare to intercept and kill me, you have to be mentally prepared, don't you?" Qiu Zhenhui put the Qingxiao sword on his shoulder and said teasingly.

"I……"

"Go! He has only one person, don't forget, you are from the shadow stream!" One of the foreigners looked at Qiu Zhenhui and said, saying an M language that he didn't understand at all.

Puff!

A sound of meat cutting sounded, and one of the people standing next to the foreigner's neck slowly turned his head like a clockwork, watching the motionless foreigner couldn't help swallowing and shaking. He stretched out a hand and patted him.

boom!

When the hand touched the foreigner’s body, the foreigner’s head shook violently. Then, the foreigner’s head slowly fell off under everyone’s horrified eyes and fell to the ground. It was very ear-piercing in the extremely silent room.

Gudong!

There was a sound of drooling all around, and the remaining 8 people all looked at Qiu Zhenhui in horror.

"You... who are you?" one of the eight people said to Qiu Zhenhui in a trembling tone.

"Why...your master didn't tell you? We are invaders?" Qiu Zhenhui said lazily, pulling out his ears.

"You... are you a Chinese monkey? How could the Chinese military send such a powerful cultivator, aren't you afraid that you would fall in the middle?" The person looked at Qiu Zhenhui and said in disbelief.

"Believe it or not, anyway, if you want to stop me, the two of them will be your fate." As he said, Qiu Zhenhui's tone suddenly became cold, and he pointed the Qingxiao sword in his hand to everyone in the room.

Puff!

"Ah!" A sound of cutting meat was accompanied by a scream.

Everyone looked at the person standing on the far left.

I saw that he covered his right arm, his forehead violently violently, and big bean-like sweat ran down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground, and his facial features were gradually distorted. It can be seen that he is enduring at this moment. Inhuman suffering.

Then everyone looked at the man's wound that was constantly overflowing with blood. They all couldn't help swallowing, then looked at Qiu Zhenhui again, their eyes full of fear.

clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter!

Qiu Zhenhui put the Qingxiao sword on his shoulders and slowly passed through the eight people.

Seeing that Qiu Zhenhui hadn't been true to them at all, the eight people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Qiu Zhenhui suddenly turned around and slashed a hand knife on one of the people’s neck. The person fainted when his head tilted. Among the sparks, Qiu Zhenhui jumped to the other person’s side and raised his hand to his neck. After hacking, Qiu Zhenhui stunned all the eight people in an instant.

In order to prevent them from escaping, Qiu Zhenhui tied them up in the same way, put some things in their mouths, clapped his hands and looked out the window.

Who on earth betrayed us...

Qiu Zhenhui squeezed his chin, his head began to think of people he had touched before.

"Could it be him..." Qiu Zhenhui squeezed his chin, with a smile on his face. Not only did he feel the slightest anger, but he also felt interesting.

Whoosh!

After thinking about it for a moment, Qiu Zhenhui disappeared from the spot in a flash.

.......

boom!

In the kitchen, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Cough cough cough cough cough, the smell of this chimney is really unpleasant!" The figure gradually emerged, his face was completely covered by soot, and he couldn't see anything at all, I saw him look disgusted. Said to the chimney beside.

Click!

Suddenly, the sound of a gun pulling safety sounded, Li Jiaying slowly turned her head and looked aside.

I saw a group of people holding guns in their hands and looking at him solemnly.

"En?" Li Jiaying looked at a group of people not far away and couldn't help frowning.

Look at their eyes, as if they knew I would be here! Li Jiaying looked at the eyes of the group of people without panic or doubt, and immediately understood what happened.

Who on earth betrayed us?

Li Jiaying couldn't help frowning.

Ye Chenfan?

He Feng?

Apart from the three of them ~www.NovelMTL.com~, only the two of them knew about the invasion.

Now that the two of them are watching everything outside, it is better not to look for him. Since it has been exposed, there is nothing to say. Li Jiaying turned her head and secretly thought.

"Invaders, accept death!" said one of the foreigners in military uniforms looking at Li Jiaying.

Click!

The gun aimed at Li Jiaying again.

"Oh, it's really troublesome!"

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, a book appeared in Li Jiaying's hands, and he was touching it gently, with tenderness in his eyes.

"Trial!"