My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 120
The knife is as fast as lightning.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Murong Ba simply gritted his teeth.

Even if he knows where the door is, and he has mastered the iron cloth shirt, what can Yang Jiu do to him?

Clang.

The tip of the knife pierced Murong Ba's lips, it buzzed harshly and sparks flew.

80 years of skill were poured into the Xuexue knife, and the blade instantly turned red like blood.

The blood glow reflected in Murong Ba's eyes, revealing the fear in his heart.

"what……"

With a turn of the drinking snow knife, broken teeth flew out.

Murong Ba drew back quickly, but the tip of the knife still brushed against his tongue, bringing out a bloody glow.

"You, who are you?" Murong Ba's mouth was full of blood, he lost his teeth, his speech leaked out, and his saliva spattered, very disgusting.

impossible.

This can't be true.

I think of him, Murong Ba, who practiced martial arts since he was a child. Before he was 30 years old, he had practiced the iron cloth shirt magic skills to great success, and before he was 40 years old, he practiced the iron cloth shirt magic skills in his mouth.

For so many years, he has been traveling here and there, and all the heroes who can be used by him have surrendered, and the heroes who cannot be used by him have all become the souls of his sword.

How could such a powerful iron cloth shirt magic skill be broken by a little-known junior?
"It's nothing more than a nobody." Yang Jiu was wearing the official uniform of the corpse stitcher in Dongchang.

It's just that Murong Ba doesn't know him.

Seeing that Murong Ba's iron shirt magic power was broken, Li Xinghe laughed like a child, and said arrogantly: "Murong old thief, tonight is your death day."

Murong Ba's eyeballs rolled, there was only a cup of tea left in time, he had to hurry up, he couldn't waste any more time with these juniors.

Whoosh whoosh.

Murong Ba violently raised both hands at the same time, and the two hidden weapons hit Xiang Yang Jiu and Li Xinghe respectively.

The moment he shot, Murong Ba rushed towards Gan Sisi on the top of the slope.

Gan Sisi's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but there was no fear in her eyes.

Yang Jiu turned around and chased after him, completely ignoring those hidden weapons.

The hidden weapon hit him and was bounced off.

On the contrary, Li Xinghe was forced to retreat to the bottom of the slope, accidentally got hit on the shoulder, the pain almost called his mother.

Not only did Gan Sisi not run away, she even planned to attack, Murong Ba was shocked and smiled ferociously.

Gan Sisi's martial arts were all taught by him, and he still taught them with reservations, this girl is really stupid.

He, Murong Ba, is definitely not the kind of person who teaches disciples to starve their master to death.

However, when Gan Sisi took out the sword, he saw peach blossoms blooming under the moonlight, which was extremely dazzling.

Murong Ba flitted back and asked in horror: "Where did you learn Peach Blossom Sword Art?"

Peach blossom swordsmanship is the unique skill of "Sai Diaochan" Quan Baobao.

After Quan Baobao's death, this set of sword techniques has been lost in the world.

Unexpectedly, the peach blossom swordsmanship reappeared in the Jianghu, and it was actually in the hands of Gan Sisi.

In the dark, there is a definite number.

Gan Sisi flew up without saying a word, and the sword fluttered like petals in the sky.

Peach Blossom swordsmanship is light and ethereal, and can often confuse the real with the fake.

When a woman does it, she is as beautiful as a dream.

When men play tricks, they are twitchy and disgusting.

Murong Ba couldn't find any openings, so he fought and retreated.

Gan Sisi's sword moves were full of murderous intent, yet calm as water.

She didn't know that Murong Ba was also one of the villains who slaughtered her whole family.

Otherwise, her sword might only have killing intent left.

Li Xinghe came up with the support of the soldiers, saw that Gan Sisi had the upper hand, couldn't help but praised: "Brother Yang, you are a good woman."

"Your Highness also likes it?" Yang Jiu held the knife in his hand, ready to meet Gan Sisi at any time.

Li Xinghe laughed and said: "Although I, Li Xinghe, am lustful, I never win the love of others, let alone the love of my brothers. I would never even think about it."

The one who is in despair at the moment is Murong Ba, who originally wanted to kidnap Gan Sisi to practice kung fu, but who would have thought that Gan Sisi not only learned the peach blossom swordsmanship, but also practiced better than Quan Baobao.

Even if Gan Sisi could be taken away now, it would be too late.

The miraculous work is about to be accomplished, but so many accidents have occurred.

God is so closed-eyed.

Murong Ba's heart surged with murderous aura, and there was black air floating on the dagger in his hand.

Clang.

The short knife came out and hit the tip of the Peach Blossom Sword.

Power like an avalanche surged along the Peach Blossom Sword.

Gan Sisi's complexion changed drastically, her feet touched the ground, and she drifted away quickly.

"puff……"

When she stabilized her figure, what spewed from her mouth was actually black blood.

Yang Jiu was swept by like a strong wind, and brought Gan Sisi to the top of the slope.

"Ninth brother, I'm fine." Gan Sisi smiled miserably.

For some reason, after spitting out the black blood, she felt comfortable all over.

"what……"

Murong Ba, on the other hand, opened his arms and snarled at the moon like a werewolf.

"What happened to him?" Gan Sisi asked in horror.

Yang Jiudao: "The Lantern Festival has passed, I think he practiced the evil kung fu, but because he didn't succeed, there will be backlash."

Murong Ba was still roaring, his silver hair flying in the air.

"Let the arrows go, let the arrows go." Li Xinghe ordered hastily.

Murong Ba's iron cloth shirt magical power has been broken, and his body is no longer invulnerable.

Feathered arrows swished towards Murong Ba who was in a frenzy.

"Let go." Li Xinghe had long since given up on capturing Murong Ba alive.

More feather arrows hit Murong Ba, making Murong Ba's wailing sound gradually dimmed.

Seeing Murong Ba slowly fall down, kneeling on the ground, Li Xinghe was quite nervous, and said: "You, go and see if he is dead."

A soldier held a broad knife and approached Murong Ba tremblingly.

He poked Murong Ba's shoulder with a knife, saw that Murong Ba was motionless, turned his head and said: "Your Highness, I'm dead."

"Chop off his head." Li Xinghe was not at ease.

The soldier did as he did, raised his broad knife and swung it down towards Murong Ba's neck.

Chi.

A bloody fist suddenly protruded from the soldier's back.

When the fist was withdrawn, the soldier fell slowly.

Murong Ba stood up.

His hair is disheveled, his body is full of feather arrows, his right fist is bloody, and he looks like a demon god.

There was silence all around.

This can't die?
Li Xinghe didn't believe this evil, and ordered again: "Fire the arrow."

Arrows came out like rain.

Murong Ba opened his arms and roared angrily, the feathered arrows stuck in his body shot out one after another.

His eyes were red, and he jumped towards Gan Sisi on the top of the slope.

All the arrows rained down.

Yang Jiu saw the right time, and slashed out with a knife, straight to Murong Ba's neck.

As Li Xinghe said just now, the only way to feel at ease is to chop off Murong Ba's head.

Murong Ba was in the air, but he turned around, narrowly avoiding the knife, and continued to rush towards Gan Sisi.

His dedication to Gan Sisi can be seen.

boom.

Yang Jiu grabs Murong Ba's ankle violently and throws him onto the big tree next to him.

Murong Ba quickly stood up, and flew up again, the holes shot out by the arrows in his body were full of blood.

Seeing the blood hole in his heart, Yang Jiu felt his scalp go numb. Logically speaking, this guy was already dead.

But Murong Ba not only came back to life, but also acted so powerfully, it must be weird.

Yang Jiu turned around, and the Xuexue knife slammed on Murong Ba's neck.

hum.

It's like splitting on a gold stone, buzzing and piercing.

puppet?
Yang Jiu looked very puzzled, and slapped the corpse suppressing talisman on Murong Ba's back with his backhand.

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