Chapter 1793

When he was in the air, he turned his palm and pulled out the snake soft sword from his waist. The sword was cold and shining. He was distracted and stabbed at him.

Qian Mian, with his feet pointed, leaped lightly and landed on the trunk of a big branch beside him. His body rose and fell with the branch.

"Chu Shaoyang, are you going to start now? Well, it's too narrow. Let's go to a more spacious place

After he said that, he jumped to the branch of another big tree and glided across the air like a bird. Even Chu Shaoyang could not help but admire his lightness skill.

However, Chu Shaoyang was not afraid at all. He also jumped up and followed him closely behind him.

The more far away Chu Shaoyang is, the better. As long as he is far away, the safer she will be in the carriage.

He knew that as long as Chu Shaoyang did not give orders, the people surrounding the carriage would not shoot arrows at the carriage, and no one would dare to start.

All of a sudden, he felt a chill in his back heart. He could not help but be shocked. He knew that Chu Shaoyang had caught up with him.

In the middle of the air, he couldn't help dodging. Seeing that he was about to be pierced by this sword, he didn't need to think carefully in a critical situation, and he quickly used a thousand pounds of skill. The whole person fell heavily from the air like a weight, and Chu Shaoyang's inevitable sword fell into the air.

With a dull sound of "Dong", Mr. Qian Mian fell to the ground from the air and fell to the ground like a sandbag. His back hurt and his bones were broken.

Before he could get up, he saw Chu Shaoyang stabbing his chest from the air with a long sword in his hand. He could only roll and roll away to avoid the vital part of his chest.

But then, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm and his blood flowed like a stream. Chu Shaoyang's sword had cut a deep wound.

Chu Shaoyang got a good sword, but he could not bear to feel it again. The "Shua" sword pierced into the left wrist of Qianmian. Then he turned over and picked it. He let out a long scream, and the tendon of his left hand was broken by this sword.

"It's just the beginning. There's more to come."

Chu Shaoyang has a bloodthirsty light in his eyes. He stares at Qianmian childe fiercely. The tip of his sword drops to the ground, and the blood drips down the blade. His whole body exudes an indescribable sense of killing. He looks like a devil from hell.

Qian Mian's arms were seriously injured and could not be lifted any more. He lay on the ground, staring at Chu Shaoyang without flinching his eyes. His eyes were full of anger and no fear.

"Chu Shaoyang, if you have the talent, you will kill Laozi with one sword!" He cried in a vicious voice.

"I have long said that killing you is cheap. I will torture you so much that you can't survive or die!" Chu Shaoyang bit his teeth and walked step by step in front of Qianmian childe. He looked down on him from a commanding position, just like looking at a mole ant under his feet.

He picked up Mr. Qian Mian and went back to the front of the carriage. He threw him heavily on the ground and said coldly, "this waste, you are rewarded! You can play as much as you want. Just remember that you can't let him die anyway

"Chu Shaoyang, even if I was a ghost, I would never let you go!"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "don't worry, this king won't let you become a ghost, soon, you will not be like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, ha ha ha ha!"

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