Douluo: Transmigrated into Tang San and started cultivating immortals

The night grew thicker.

The tent in Piaoxiangyuan over there suddenly caught fire, and everyone was running, but no one was injured, but no one put out the fire.

Fortunately, Chen Yong, the commander of Wu Lie's army, is here.

This Chen Yong supports is the top girl of Piaoxiangyuan.

At this time, Chen Yong was accompanying the girl, calling his personal guards to put out the fire, and some of Song Xian's personal guards were also called by Chen Yong to put out the fire.

And all of this happened after Song Xian left the main building.

Tang San and Nie Yunzhu hadn't gone far, when they saw the fire ignited, they just glanced back, and heard the people running over say that no one was injured, so there was no past thoughts.

Not long after, Tang San sent Nie Yunzhu back to the small building, and told him: "Stay at home tonight, don't run around."

Nie Yunzhu nodded, "Please pay attention to your safety."

Although she knew that Tang San was a fairy-like figure, she couldn't avoid worrying about this kind of thing.

"Well, it's okay." Tang San said with a smile, "Go to sleep."

He had a conversation with Nie Yunzhu, and then slowly returned to Bailuzhou.

When he arrived on the scene, the battle had already begun.

The disintegrated carriage, the bottom of the carriage, the axles, and the wheels, as well as the various wooden frames and sundries that were originally on the street, were all scattered on the street.

In the dark night, there were still long traces of blood dragged out on the street.

The dead galloping horse fell to the side, and from time to time an injured person tried to get up, but fell to the ground again in pain.

Tang San passed by this street, no one noticed him.

Just like those people wouldn't notice his yard before.

It's as if he doesn't exist in this world.

The wind was blowing from the other side of the long street, and a woman in black clothes was walking leisurely with her sword hanging lightly.

It was summer now, and the night wind was stroking the sleeves of her clothes. The woman's figure was as graceful and thin as an ordinary woman's, and it was not at all obvious that she was the initiator of the terrible scene on the street.

The woman was covered with a kerchief, and above the black kerchief, a pair of eyes looked at Song Xian indifferently and coldly.

For a moment, she flicked the blade lightly with her fingers.

The sword gave a long moan and trembled slightly.

In front of the woman, Song Xian stood up holding a long knife.

He is also good at martial arts. Although he was a little embarrassed in the collision just now, he was not injured. He just looked at the indifferent woman and tilted his head slightly.

"Song Xian, I said it last time."

In the night, the woman's voice was cold.

A nearby wounded guard who lost his weapon picked up a wooden stick and rushed over screaming.

The sword's edge flashed coldly, as if the sound of cloth being torn apart quickly sounded in the dark night, blood burst and shot in mid-air.

The moment the guard fell to the ground, the woman walked coldly past his body and towards Song Xian.

"I will definitely kill you!"

On the long street, Song Xian shouted loudly.

The long knife danced wide open and closed, and collided with the sword, sparks burst out!

When Song Xian was fighting with the woman, injured guards constantly joined the fight and besieged the woman with Song Xian.

But as the woman's sword flashed cold lights, those personal guards who rushed up would turn into cold corpses and fall to the ground soon after.

In such a battle, Song Xian kept retreating.

His martial arts are also considered to be first-rate in the world.

But the woman's kung fu is even better, the swordsmanship is really formidable, swift and yet fierce, like a summer storm, rushing head-on, it's not something human can parry.

Song Xian tried his best to resist, but he was still clumsy, and the sparks in front of his eyes bloomed randomly.

Sometimes the attacking blade was an extremely powerful move, as if an iron rod was yelling at his head, smashing the long knife he had tried his best to resist.

Sometimes the blade of the sword attacks, fierce and nimble like a poisonous snake, the angle of the attack makes it impossible to defend against, all kinds of strikes, in the vigorous force, mixed with dexterity, it is really dazzling.

Song Xian could only fight while retreating, using the life of his bodyguard to win a short respite for himself. Seeing that he was about to die tragically under the fierce attack of the woman, at this time the neighing of fierce horses sounded on the long street. Famous cavalry will come rushing from the other end.

The offensive and defensive momentum on the field changed instantly.

Song Xian had wounds all over his body, but at this moment, he was smiling.

"In the end, I won, Lu Hongti."

"Jianghu? You martial arts people, you will never understand how narrow-minded you are, do you think that you have no plans if you are a little clever?"

"I didn't know you were going to kill me?"

"Just when you were racking your brains to get rid of the people around me, I don't know how many people behind me are making plans and planning to come and plot against you..."

He paused, then raised his head proudly, "This is real power!"

clap clap!

At this time, untimely applause suddenly sounded, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, a figure suddenly appeared behind Song Xian.

"Although it's impolite to disturb you at this time and pretend to be pretentious... But I'm really upset that you're pretending like this. So can I ask you to die?"

The man said softly.

It was obviously not loud, but everyone present heard it.

"you--!"

Song Xian's eyes widened, and he looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind him in horror, his mind was full of doubts, who is this man?When did he come behind him?Why didn't I realize it at all?

After a short breath, these doubts were completely plunged into darkness, because Mr. Song Xiansong, who was still bragging about his true power, had his head gently removed——

That scene was horrifying.

I saw the person behind Song Xian put his hand on Song Xian's head, Song Xian didn't even resist, his head seemed to be pulled out like a carrot, blood was dripping majesticly when it was pulled up.

"Tsk..."

After killing Song Xian, the man threw Song Xian's head at the charging cavalry like throwing rubbish. One of them was hit by the head, as if hit by a heavy object, and the whole person jumped directly from the horse. He was smashed down and hit the ground hard, dying.

At this time, the person who killed Song Xian appeared beside Lu Hongti like a ghost, and said calmly, "Why are you back?"

When Lu Hongti saw the appearance of the visitor, a trace of surprise flashed in his cold eyes, and he said, "Grandpa, why is it you?"

"Why not me? As soon as I saw your figure tonight, I knew something was going to happen." Glancing at the cavalry rushing over, he reached out and grabbed Lu Hongti's hand, "Come with me first."

The next moment, the two disappeared directly from the sight of others, and the cavalry circled around, but they couldn't find Tang San and Lu Hongti, even though they happened to pass by a cavalry right now .

Lu Hongti looked at those blind cavalrymen in astonishment, and regardless of whether Tang San had caught her hand, she wondered, "Why can't they see us?"

"A little trick, it's the same as before when you recuperated at my place and no one came to check my yard." Tang San said lightly, then asked suddenly: "Are you here to kill Song Xian?"

"En." Lu Hongti nodded.

Tang San didn't ask her why she wanted to kill Song Xian, and said: "Now that Song Xian is dead, I'm afraid the city will be heavily guarded recently. If you have nowhere to go, you might as well go to my place first."

Lu Hongti looked at Tang San's profile, and nodded lightly, "Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Benedict again."