Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

Mao Da's forehead was covered with fine sweat, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and he looked at the silver-haired man with disbelief in his eyes.

The big boss began to feel uneasy, Mao Da's expression was too abnormal, he seemed to be very afraid, afraid of this man.

"Do you know Mr. Mao Da?"

Bai Ziyang shook his head and said, "I don't know him, but he looks so scared that he should know me."

Before the big boss could ask again, Mao Da 3.6 had already asked, "Did you come down from Haoyue Villa?"

'Haoyue Villa' is a forbidden place, even more terrifying than the Underworld, so Haoyue Villa is rarely mentioned, and most people even choose to forget it.

When someone mentioned it at this time, the big boss's heart skipped a beat.

"If you guessed correctly, Your Excellency is Mingjun?"

Mingjun is a nickname, and more people call him White Demon. No one in the world knows who he is, and everyone who knows is dead, except for Yan Shisan and Murong Qiudi.

Bai Ziyang asked back, "How do you know me?"

Mao Dao: "She was the one who warned everyone in the Murong family, and she even mentioned your appearance."

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The third update is over, the state is not difficult, and the update is barely finished! .

The second and second chapters are worse than Yan Shisan. "Please be sure! "

Mao Da is Murong Qiudi's fiancé, who was congratulated by Xie Xiaofeng and turned into a kidnapper. Although he didn't get married in the end, he was still from Murong's family.

Bai Ziyang nodded, and then looked at the big boss... Just one glance made the big boss feel the pressure and his heart palpitations, he was no longer as calm as before.

The big boss said tremblingly: "If you let me go, I can give you everything."

Bai Ziyang said with a smile: "I take everything I want. Others can't give it to me. If I give it to me, I owe it to others. Taking it myself is different. I owed others before, and finally did something against my will."

The big boss said unwillingly, "Sir, do you really want to kill me?"

"How can you be dissatisfied knowing so much?" Bai Ziyang said and looked at Mao Dao Dao: "Aren't you leaving?"

During the battle between heaven and man, Mao Da already had a tangled expression on his face. He had heard the rumors about Bai Ziyang, and he believed in those rumors, but he still wanted to make a move.

Not for himself, just because Bai Ziyang occupied the Shenjian 05 villa, not for the name or for himself, he was for the third young master, the one who robbed his wife.

Exactly at this time...

choke!

It was also the sound of unsheathing that made Bai Ziyang turn his head, the sword light suddenly flashed out, Mao Da looked at the person who drew the sword in surprise, because it was Qiu Er, his good friend.

The blade of the sword stabbed like a poisonous snake, and it was less than three inches away from Bai Ziyang's throat. This sword was originally absolutely accurate and deadly. When he drew the sword and shot, he had calculated every step accurately.

It's a pity he didn't count on this move.

There was no sound of the sword's edge entering the body, let alone a "ding", sparks splashed, and the galloping long sword stopped suddenly.

Stop at the deadliest place of the inch, and you can't get half a point.

Qiu Er never dreamed that his most confident sword was caught by this man with two fingers.

This is simply a great irony, and what is even more ironic is that breezy look, as if mocking his sword skills again.

Qiu Er looked at the faint smile and suddenly withdrew it, making a crisp and pleasant sound!

The man just flicked lightly on the edge of the sword, and a surge of true energy came out from the blade, and he immediately felt a strange vibration from the blade to his hand, his arm, and his arm. shoulder.

As if everything was going to be crushed, then his sword broke by an inch, and his arm also felt a heart-rending pain, and the bones in his arm were also shattered.

There was a crackling sound, but he still didn't withdraw the sword, even though only the hilt of the sword was left in his hand with a broken hand bone, he continued to stab forward.

He and Mr. Mao Da have been through life and death, and have shared adversity for many years. He believes that as long as Mao Da will definitely make a move, even if the person in front of him can be avoided, there is absolutely no energy left to hurt him.

He believed in this moment.

A sudden cold light came from behind, and the sword in Mao Da's palm was also unsheathed.

The big boss let out a long breath, just waiting for Mr. Mao Da's sword to stab out, and his life would be saved. At this moment, he also started to stare at the woman.

As long as this woman doesn't make a move... But he saw this woman laughing, indeed she was laughing, like watching a play.

Why are you laughing?They are not husband and wife?Are they husband and wife and have feuds?

Numerous questions made him puzzled, and even more uneasy.

Mao Da's eyes were fixed on the back of Bai Ziyang's neck, but the sword stopped an inch away, but there was a strange expression in his eyes, some puzzled, some unbelievable, as if he was asking: How could it be?

The neck was warm, and the bright red liquid flowed from the throat and overflowed from the corner of the mouth.

Qiu Er's right hand was useless, it was shattered by a light flick of true energy, and the broken blade fell to the ground, except for the tip of the sword.

Because the tip of the sword pierced Mao Da's throat at some point.

No one knows when and how the sword tip entered Mao Da's throat...

How many people died in Haoyue Villa in the past seven years?I'm afraid there are at least a thousand martial arts people who came to the door, and none of these people can come back.

The big boss finally understood how terrifying and terrifying the person they were looking for was, and who the owner of Haoyue Villa was.

With a sound of "ding", the sword in Mao Da's palm fell to the ground, and he sat down staggeringly covering his throat, blood flowed out from his fingers.