laugh!

A dull sound.

"ah…………"

Then, Tian Boxiong let out a shocking scream, rolling backwards, sprinkling a piece of blood on the ground and in the air!

A bloody arm fell to the ground.

Zhou Xiong and Zhang Yulong took more than ten steps before stopping. When they looked back, they felt cold all over.

Tian Boxiong's arms were cut off together, and blood kept spraying.

Yang Qingyu was still standing there, but Wang Ying was holding a long sword in her hand, standing beside Tian Boxiong, full of boiling murderous intent.

"you……"

Zhou Xiong widened his eyes, stared at Wang Ying and scolded: "Are you not a Taoist disciple?"

In the history of Wusheng Mountain, there have never been disciples who practice weapons, which is known to almost all masters with martial arts knowledge.

Therefore, Zhou Xiong immediately said that Wang Ying was not a disciple of Wu Shengshan.

Wang Ying stood with a sword, bleeding from her feet and trembling all over Tian Boxiong without a glance, staring at Zhou Xiong and said coldly: "I am a disciple of Wusheng Mountain and a disciple of Yuanding of Wusheng Mountain."

"Then why do you use a sword?"

Zhang Yulong also asked nervously.

Wang Ying put too much pressure on them, that was a murderous intent that penetrated deep into their hearts.

They couldn't believe that Wang Ying was from Wu Sheng Mountain.

Wang Ying still said coldly: "I want to use the sword. Today you provoke Wu Shengshan and desecrate my master's majesty. You should kill me!"

Zhou Xiong, Zhang Yulong, and Tian Boxiong who were struggling to retreat and stood up on the ground all felt a trembling heart.

Just as Zhang Yulong was about to speak, he saw a flower in front of him. Wang Ying's figure turned into a white sword light again.

Zhang Yulong and Zhou Xiong hurriedly retreated.

However, Wang Ying didn't go for the two of them.

A white light flashed beside Tian Boxiong, who had just struggled to stand up, and then his tall body stiffened and slid out of his neck, and then his body fell straight to the ground, and a bloody head rolled to the feet of Zhou Xiong and Zhang Yulong!

Tian Boxiong's body, which had no head and had one arm, was sprinkling blood.

Wang Ying, dressed in black, was still standing there, her body was not stained with blood donation, and the white sword edge was also snow-white. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!