Men in black sportswear came slowly towards them.

White suit and others also subconsciously stood firm and looked at the man with the long sword.

Each one had a look of doubt on his face.

Singing, his face was full of excitement.

"Come, come!"

Xia Lu's face was expressionless.

"Did you know he would show up?"

"I don't know."

"That's pure luck?"

"Yes." Xia Lu answered.

Sing a sigh of relief.

If you say so, you and Xia Lu are really lucky.

It seems inappropriate to put the four words "wait for a rabbit". It's better for a blind cat to meet a dead mouse.

As the man approached, Gao Ge and Xia Lu just wanted to come forward, but they suddenly heard the white suit behind shouting, "it's you!"

The voice was full of fear.

It is not difficult to infer that the two men knew each other.

Unfortunately, the eyes of the white suit didn't seem good. He didn't understand until people had come to him.

Of course, it's mainly because Gao Ge and Xia Lu are both immortals. Their eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people.

The sword flickered.

The man slowly lifted the sword in his hand, and the cold killing machine twinkled in his eyes.

From beginning to end, his eyes were fixed on the white suit.

Never moved it.

"You haven't gone yet?" When the white suit spoke, he subconsciously stepped back and looked at his trembling body. It was obvious that he was full of fear for the man with the sword. As for how this fear came, Gao Ge and Xia Lu as outsiders must not know.

"You're not dead yet. How can I go?" The man with the sword smiled and said.

When he smiled, he would not let the people who saw him notice the slightest warmth, but would only feel cold all over. That was a kind of ferocious smile, which brought the coldness from the bones.

"Call the police, call the police quickly!" The white suit roared hysterically and turned to leave.

But unexpectedly, the man had waved his sword.

When the sword was waved by the other party, a powerful energy caused Gao Song and Xia Lu's shock.

The sword wind roared.

A wisp of wind turned into a wind blade.

Even Xia Lu and Gao Ge felt a burst of awe.

"Ah!"

A scream came out of the mouth of the white suit and the body flew forward.

Countless bloodstains had appeared on his back. Although it was not fatal, he couldn't help taking a breath when looking at the bloody cuts and the rolling pictures of flesh and blood.

Several companions who came with Bai Xizhuang were silly at this time. They probably didn't understand what the situation was.

When another scream tore the sky, they quickly fled like a nightmare. They had no time to take the white suit lying on the ground with a pig killing cry. Even if they had time, they probably wouldn't do so. It was like carrying the target on their back.

Even though the white suit is black and blue, it still relies on a strong survival instinct, like a maggot crawling desperately on the ground.

In particular, the white suit he is wearing today is more like it. It's very timely, brother. Go out and pick it for a long time?

At this time, Xia Lu said coldly, "what are you waiting for?"

Singing girl wriggled: "forget it? It's someone else's private affair..."

Xia Lu's face sank: "speak human words!"

He shouted and said, "I can't do him."

Xia Lu: "

She was really angry: "can you be a little promising? The sword in his hand is powerful. What are you afraid of?"

Gao Ge thought about it carefully and felt that what Xia Lu said was reasonable, so he raised his tone and shouted angrily.

"The sword man, stop!"

What surprised Gao Ge was that the other party really understood what he was saying.

The man with the sword stopped, turned his face, looked at the song with a cold look, and said, "it has nothing to do with you. Let's go."

I'm a little embarrassed to hear him sing.

He was silent for a long time and said, "young Xia, put your sword aside. How about a good contest?"

The other party didn't speak.

But the look in the eyes of singing like looking at the mentally retarded is enough to explain everything.

Gao Ge turned to look at Xia Lu and complained, "little sister, he humiliated me!"

Xia Lu covered her face and wished she could get into the crowd now and pretend she didn't know singing.

"Go away." The man shouted angrily, "otherwise, even you will be killed!"

Gao Ge coughed and said, "killing... Is against the law!" This is what Xia Lu said before. Now learn and use it.

"Hehe, didn't they break the law? But why can they jump around now!" The man growled.

Gao Ge took a deep look at the white suit.

It seems that this boy is really not a good thing.

Otherwise, the other party will not have such deep resentment against him

"Mo ran, as long as you let me go, we can discuss everything, money? Woman? I'll give you what you want!" The white suit said in a trembling voice.

So far, the only contribution made by the white suit is to tell Gao Ge and Xia Lu the name of the man with the sword.

"I want your life!" Mo ran roared again.

Is that his big move? Sing and think.

While singing and thinking about what to say next, a figure suddenly appeared and killed the man in black at a very fast speed.

The sword light flashed, and the man with the sword raised the sword in his hand, but it didn't seem to have any moves, but even so, the sword Qi rippling in the air forced Xia Lu back directly.

"Take him first!" Xia Lu said.

Singing no longer hesitated, but also rushed towards Mo ran.

Facing the two powerful immortals, even Mo ran, who holds the long sword, is a little confused at this time. Although it is difficult for Gao Ge and Xia Lu to get close to him under the pressure of the long sword, he with a sharp weapon can not cause too much trouble to Gao Ge and Xia Lu.

"Why did you stop me? Are you the bodyguard invited by Liu Rui?" Mo ran stepped back a few steps, glared angrily, looked at his panting appearance, as if he was carrying a sword.

Gao Ge looked at the dead white suit lying on the ground and asked, "your name is Liu Rui?"

The white suit did not move, still struggling with his great cause of pretending to be dead.

Singing turned his face back: "do you think he has so much ability?"

"In that case, why do you want your assistant to abuse the tiger?"

Sing.

This guy has a rich vocabulary.

At first glance, they are cultural people!

"Well, as long as you give me the sword in your hand, I'll let you go." Sing and say.

The man smiled.

Obviously, he knew in his heart that if he lost his sword, he would really have to be slaughtered.

He shouted at the white suit lying on the ground.

"Liu, you are lucky today, but you will die, you will die!"

Xia Lu's face sank: "he wants to run."

Then he killed Mo ran again.

However, Mo ran raised his sword again and set off a gust of wind. Sand and stones danced all over the sky, like a heavy fog. The fog and haze in the capital dare not be so arrogant.

Xia Lu's body kept retreating and it was difficult to rush forward. When the flying sand dispersed, the man named Mo Ran Ran Ran ran away and didn't know where to go.