"Liar?"

Omochen turned his head in doubt. His eyes were full of disbelief: "what are you talking about? How could Li Jiexuan be a liar? "

At this time, Qingzheng had no way out, and his face was ferocious: "this guy pretended to be an important member of Wuyin village. After being exposed, he became angry and killed my men!"

Jintian's body is lying on the ground with both ends of the body. It looks very convincing

Hearing this, omochen can't help but some criminals mutter: Li Jiexuan is Muye's peerless genius, how can he pretend to be an important member of Wuyin village?

What's more, I heard that Li Jiexuan had died in shayin village some time ago

Thinking of this, omochen could not help but lower his head: he was on the top of the mountain was just a glance, is it true that he recognized the wrong person?

Seeing omochen bow his head, he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief: he's really a liar

"Somebody, arrest him for me!"

At the order of the uprightness, dozens of craftsmen and Ninjas surrounded Li Jiexuan, and all kinds of forbearance tools were aimed at Li Jiexuan.

"What a bunch of idiots!" The uprightness has thoroughly aroused Li Jiexuan's anger. In this case, there is no need to keep hands.

"Zi Wu Shen Wu Mao!"

The sharp grass pheasant sword, like a tree and sound like a bird, burst out a pale thunder, penetrating all the nearby craftsmen ninja.

"Zizizi ~"

when the birds stopped singing, there were more than ten bodies on the ground

"Well, what kind of monster is this?" Qingzheng's face was frightened and he couldn't help retreating. He had never seen such a terrible ninja.

"Now, I've been ruined by you." Omochen's face wry smile, people may admit that they are wrong, but how can he forget the white thunder that declares death.

"You mean, he's really the genius Li Jiexuan?" Qingzheng where there is just arrogant despotic, afraid of a buttock fell to the ground, look embarrassed.

"Step on, step on..."

Li Jiexuan, holding the pheasant sword, walked towards the uprightness step by step like the God of death. He didn't mind destroying his spirit by the way before killing Ching Ching Ching.

"No, don't kill me!" Qingzheng swallows his saliva in fear, and kicks his legs forward for a moment, trying to stay away from Li Jiexuan

Unfortunately, the sword finally caught up with his throat

"Please, don't kill me."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Qingzheng knelt down on the ground, crying with snivel and tears, and repeatedly kowtowed: "I'm wrong. It's my dog's hair that looks low and my eyes don't know Taishan. If you have a lot of adults, please let me go."

Hearing this, Li Jiexuan couldn't help sneering: "you don't know where you're wrong at all!"

It is not that he did not know Li Jiexuan, and he should not vent his mistakes on Li Jiexuan. The whole country of craftsmen has a kind of morbid arrogance

Li Jiexuan only saw this kind of arrogance in one kind of people, that is, the yuzhibo people who are doomed to destroy the clan. Even such a powerful yuzhibo clan was destroyed, and the kingdom of craftsmen would not last long

Perish, start with the uprightness!

The sword of the grass pheasant falls slowly, and it is about to kill Qingzheng. Suddenly, an angry and urgent voice comes

"Shaft, stop it!"

Someone else coming?

Li Jiexuan frowned, but the grass pheasant sword in his hand didn't mean to stop. Instead, he quickly fell down and vowed to kill the upright.

It's not a TV series. It doesn't work to keep people under the knife