Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

"If I'm not mistaken, the girl should be someone close to the fourth son of Qin."

Footsteps sounded, surrounded by more than a dozen masters in front of Zhao Mengya, and the leader with a sword hanging around his waist behind, that is, the No. [-], holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, chuckled, and stepped towards Zhao Mengya.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Mengya had no expression on her face, she just grabbed the flying knife with one hand, and the other hand naturally drooped.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

"Girl, don't be so nervous. It's not good for you or me to move your hands. We just want to talk to you, that's all."

Noticing the movements in Zhao Mengya's hands, No. [-] on the opposite side couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

A congenital martial artist who dares to show off his power with so many Jindan masters, is this woman looking for death?

Oh, that's right, in this remote and remote Tianlong City, under normal circumstances, the number of Golden Core warriors is already the limit.

Opposite is just a maid, I'm afraid I haven't seen so many masters at all, maybe I haven't seen Jindan cultivators show their power with their own eyes.

This kind of newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it is normal not to be afraid of them.

After all, the ignorant have no fear.

Taking a few steps forward to further compress Zhao Mengya's activity space, No. [-] spoke softly again.

"Gu..."

Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, three flying knives were already coming to kill him, but they were caught by No. [-] casually.

Looking at the poisonous blade that was shining with a strange luster in his hand, the sarcasm in No. [-]'s eyes became more and more obvious.

Seeing this scene nearby, the guards of the Qin State holding various weapons couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Girl, just relying on your three-legged cat's kung fu, it's better not to use it well, otherwise it will be very troublesome to hurt you."

Throwing away the throwing knife casually, No. [-] smiled brightly.

"Besides, our cooperation is not harmful to you. There are [-] spirit stones, a book of peerless martial arts, and a third-grade spiritual object, which is enough for you to cultivate a third-grade golden core. As long as you agree to our conditions, these things will It's all for you, as for our request, it's very simple, all you need is for the girl to lure Qin Shou's son Qin Yu out, if it's impossible, she can lure him to a place closer to the wall and send a signal to us, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Mengya, who was originally just cold and impatient, frowned instantly.

If she was just expressionless just now, she could be said to be vicious at this time.

"What? You are from the Fourth Young Master Ben!"

While speaking, Zhao Mengya's left hand drooped, grabbing several strange broken-blade flying knives around her waist, her whole body surged with true energy.

Seeing this scene, No. [-]'s expression froze, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The companion next to him took a slight step forward and whispered into his ear.

"Captain, the situation is not quite right. Could this woman be loyal?"

"Hmph, we have a lot of means. She's just an innate warrior, and she's still a maid. No matter how loyal she is, how long will she last? Don't be afraid."

Taking a step forward again, he found that Zhao Mengya had no intention of cooperating at all, and number one, who had gradually lost patience, grabbed the sword at the back of his waist and slowly pulled it out of the scabbard.

"Girl, I advise you to be more sensible, otherwise you don't blame me for being rude. Do you think the Qin family will care if a maid dies?"

Hearing the threat from the other party, Zhao Mengya, who was holding the flying knife tightly, still frowned, staring sharply at the person in front of her.

"Let me ask you, you came here for the fourth young master, didn't you!"

"Hmph! You must toast and not eat fine wine! Is it... ?!"

Before he finished speaking, he just said the number one of the word, and suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and three flying knives whizzed towards him again.

Number One, who had seen this kind of attack before, raised his hand and grabbed it almost without thinking.

However, with the meeting of the two this time, the zhenqi wrapped around his palm was cut apart in an instant.

Severe pain struck, and the bloody sharpness in the man's terrified eyes directly cut off several of his fingers, and shot towards his face at an unabated speed.

Fortunately, the severe pain stimulated his nerves, and Number One, who finally reacted at the last moment, ducked his head sideways, and the bloody sharp edge whizzed past his cheek.

His strong body-protecting true qi did not have any effect, the moment the sharp edge brushed past him, it cut through the gang qi, and at the same time left a deep bloody mouth on his face.

Although No. [-] managed to escape the catastrophe at the last moment, the people around and behind him were not so lucky.

A companion standing behind him never expected that the attack of an innate warrior could break through his companion's defense.

With No. [-] dodging his head sideways, Han Mang, amidst his astonished expression, instantly broke through his protective qi, pierced through his head, and brought up a handful of blood.

And the two companions standing on both sides of number one were even worse.

One of them tried to block the flying knife with his true energy, but his throat was cut in half on the spot.

The other guy instinctively stretched out his hand to grab it, but his palm was pierced directly, and the flying knife pierced his palm, piercing his eyes, and piercing his head on the spot.

Just in the blink of an eye, three of the masters around were killed by the flying knives.

Most of this is caused by their carelessness.

No, it is wrong to say that it is careless, after all, under normal circumstances, which innate warrior can ignore the full defense of Jindan masters.

Don't say it's innate, even if the Yuanying stage masters attack with all their strength, Jindan masters can parry several rounds without falling.

Their deaths were completely deceived by common sense!
Clutching his bloody palm, No. [-] backed away in horror, his eyes full of horror.

And the guards who were threatening Zhao Mengya with their weapons all around showed horror and hurriedly raised their weapons.

But before they showed their moves, a scarlet blood light had already appeared in Zhao Mengya's palm, turned into a ten meter long sword, and swept out towards the surrounding people.

Seeing the bloody sword coming towards them, the guards instinctively raised their weapons to try to block it.

Seeing this scene, No. [-], who was still retreating in panic, could be said to have tears in his eyes, and yelled on the spot.

"Don't block! Hide!"

Pfft!

After all, the reminder on the [-]st was a beat late, although several of the companions around reacted and hurriedly jumped up to dodge.

But more people either didn't react, or had confidence in their own strength, so they didn't dodge at all.

Afterwards, he jumped onto the fence and put his hand into the wall, and looked into the horrified eyes of No. [-] and others hanging on it.

The blood blade that swept out broke through the desperate defense of the crowd below on the spot, and directly chopped off everyone!
Amidst the rumbling sound, the houses on both sides were also cut in half by Jian Guang. As the houses collapsed, smoke and dust filled the sky.

No. [-], who hurriedly got up and jumped out, and his few surviving companions looked at the gunpowder ahead in horror, still unable to recover from the sudden change.

Come sixteen!This is just a blink of an eye!Only four of them died!

What kind of monster is this!What kind of innate warrior is this!
Just when everyone was still in shock, the smoke and dust in front of them suddenly dispersed.

With the sound of footsteps, a beautiful figure stepped out, with its right hand drooping, dragging the blood-red sword edge, and as the body moved, the blood blade cut a long and narrow trace on the ground.

The other hand was raised slightly, and streams of blood flew out of the smoke, quickly condensed on her palm, and finally turned into a crystal clear drop of blood.

Grabbing the bead in her hand, Zhao Mengya suddenly raised her head, her eyes locked on No. [-] who was covering her palm.

Under the pale complexion of the other party, the cold voice sounded again.

"I'll ask you again, you want to touch the fourth young master, don't you?"