Xu Ming's expression was cold and frosty, and his black eyes were full of fear. He was stunned for a long time before he spitting out three words from his mouth: "Jin Sanhu?"

The fat figure gradually walked into Xu Ming's sight, his eyes full of anger, and he shouted, "Xu Ming, I didn't expect that I was not dead yet, did you?"

After Xu Ming calmed down, a cold murderous intent immediately raised on his expression and asked, "So what? Now it's all under my control."

"Oh, so here is so lively!" Before Xu Ming's words could be finished, another voice came over.

When Xu Ming saw the visitor, he couldn't help but feel happy and hurriedly shouted: "Zi Yulang, you are here just right, help me kill them both!"

Zi Yulang shrugged his shoulders, and his joints were like firecrackers. He smiled coldly and said, "Military advisor, logically, I should help you. But someone gave me the double promises you

Double the price and ask me to kill you, what do you think I will do?"

Xu Ming's expression darkened in an instant, and he shouted angrily: "You betray me too!"

Zi Yulang shook his head and said, "I have never been dependent on you, so how can I betray you?"

"You...you..." Xu Ming was so angry that he couldn't speak.

After a moment, Xu Ming shouted angrily again: "Okay, I'll double the price they promised to give you!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zi Yulang's mouth. He did not directly answer Xu Ming's words, but turned his gaze to Jun Buhui and said, "Brother Jun, I don't know what you think, are you going to turn it over as well.

Something?"

Jun Buhui glanced at the greedy Zi Yulang with disdain and said in a cold voice: "Okay, I'll double it for you too!"

Zi Yulang smiled a little and couldn't stop, so he quickly turned to Xu Ming, intending to continue bargaining. However, before he could say anything, his expression frozen in an instant, looking at the profits he had passed through his body in disbelief.

Jian turned around with difficulty, pointed at Jun Buhui, and said whispering: "You...you..."

Jun Buhui's black eyes flashed with a sinister and fierce light. He gritted his teeth hard and replied coldly: "I'll send you to the West!"

Before he could finish his words, the sharp sword in his hand was drawn out of Zi Yulang's body. In an instant, blood sprinkled in the sky, dyeing the darkness red.

When Zi Yulang's death means Xu Ming will fight against two.

None of the martial arts of Jin Sanhu and Jun Buhui are inferior to them.

Thinking of this, Xu Ming glanced around, hoping to escape. As long as he escaped outside, he could escape. Otherwise, there would be only a dead end.

However, at this time, the road leading to the doors and windows was blocked by Jun Buhui and Jin Sanhu. If you are not careful, you will immediately die here.

Just when Xu Ming didn't know what to do, Jin Sanhu was like a crazy tiger, waving the golden ring machete and rushing forward with a fierce momentum.

When Xu Ming saw Jin Sanhu coming in a fierce manner, he dared not compete with him. After all, he had to be distracted and beware of Jun Buhui's Phantom Flying Knife.

But at this time, Jun Buhui was just watching the fun, without any intention of joining the battle. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth from time to time, just like an outsider watching a juggling show on the street.

Xu Ming suddenly stepped back several steps until he retreated to the corner of the wall and had no way to retreat, and then he waved his sword to meet him!

Jin Sanhu's golden ring machete was as fast as a tiger going down the mountain. The roar of anger made the whole night tremble!

The soft sword in Xu Ming's sleeve was like a poisonous snake that had just come out of the hole. Although its strength was no better than that of a golden-ring machete like a tiger going down the mountain, the sword took a detour and caused a fatal and vicious move!

Bang!

The swords and swords fought each other, and thousands of sparks were shining, reflecting the entire hall as bright as daylight!

A sinister and fierce light flashed in Xu Ming's black eyes, staring coldly at Jin Sanhu in front of him.

At this moment, he knew very well that even if he could kill Jin Sanhu, his vitality would be greatly damaged, and it would be difficult for Jun Buhui to be his opponent. It seemed that he had to come up with a plan to escape immediately, otherwise, he would definitely be fine if he had no choice.

My destiny is here!

Thinking of this, Xu Ming secretly made up his mind. Suddenly his finger suddenly raised, and his expression was very shocked and shouted: "Qingshui, why are you here?"

As soon as he heard the word Qingshui, Jin Sanhu and Jun Buhui turned their eyes to the direction of Xu Ming's fingers almost at the same time.

blow!

Just the moment Jin Sanhu turned around, Xu Ming's soft sword, like a poisonous snake, was as sharp as lightning, and directly penetrated through his body.

Jin Sanhu snorted, spitting a large mouthful of blood, dyeing the entire sky red, baring his bloody teeth, and cursing angrily: "Despicable!"

When he spoke, the golden ring machete in his hand seemed to be crazy, mixed with a thousand pounds of force, swept across!

This is Jin Sanhu's fatal blow, and its power cannot be underestimated!

Xu Ming suddenly shook his arm, and the soft sword stirred up in Jin Sanhu's belly. In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, which was a terrible sight!

Jin Sanhu's whole body twitched wildly due to the severe pain from his abdomen. The hand holding the knife lost the support of his strength. The aggressive golden ring machete also changed from a tiger to a little sheep in an instant.

.

When he was about to reach three centimeters of Xu Ming's head, he suddenly stopped and dropped to the ground with a bang!

Seeing that he successfully killed Jin Sanhu, Xu Ming couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, soon his proud smile froze completely on the corner of his mouth.

A phantom flying knife with cold light rushed into his throat in an instant.

The muscles on Xu Ming's face twitched violently due to pain. The eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, began to become dull.

Jun Buhui showed a cold smile, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his black eyes. He asked coldly: "Tell me quickly, where is Qingshui?"

A sneer suddenly appeared on Xu Ming's blood-red lips, and he replied coldly: "If you kill me, you will never see Qingshui again!"

Jun Buhui's expression was as cold as cold frost, and he shouted coldly: "I don't believe it. If I kill you, I will not be able to find Qingshui myself!"

Before he could finish his words, the sharp sword in Jun Buhui's hand was like a dragon going out of the sea, breaking through the air, entering the sky, and stabbing into Xu Ming's abdomen.

The expression on Xu Ming's face was like a weathered stone. His last glance fell on the dragon chaise that had just become a prototype, full of unwillingness and despair...

"What a great show, wonderful, wonderful!" Jun Buhui just killed Xu Ming, and another sneer came from outside.

Jun Buhui's expression darkened in an instant. The internal force emitted by this voice was extremely strong. I am afraid that even if he, the dead Xu Ming and Jin Sanhu, the three of them combined, may not be as strong as him.

Thinking of this, a hint of panic appeared in Jun Buhui's black eyes. He subconsciously glanced around and shouted anxiously: "Who are you? What kind of hero is hiding?"

Before Jun Buhui could finish his speech, a gloomy black shadow had already floated in front of him.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Xu Ming subconsciously took a step back, and his voice trembled slightly.

The black shadow let out a few strange laughs and said, "Why should you be so panicked by the little marquis? I want to kill you. At this time, you have become a cold corpse like them."

Jun Buhui was shocked when he heard this. He was so shocked that he was not the last sentence of the man in black, but the three words at the front, Xiao Hou!

After a moment, Jun Buhui asked in surprise: "Who are you? How could he know that I am the little marquis of the capital?"

The man in black smiled coldly and said, "Not only do I know that you are the little marquis of the capital, but I also know where the Qingshui you have been searching for?"

When Jun Buhui heard the whereabouts of Qingshui, the frightened in his black eyes immediately decreased by three points, and replaced by urgency.

"Where is Qingshui?" Jun Buhui asked in a very urgent tone.

The man in black responded coldly: "In my hands!"

Jun Buhui's expression was as cold as cold frost, and he asked, "Who are you?"

The man in black pointed to the corpses of Jin Sanhu and Xu Ming on the ground and replied coldly: "The masters of these two stupid creatures!"

Jun Buhui was shocked when he heard this. After a long time, he realized his reaction. The corners of his mouth trembled slightly and said, "Are you the former owner of Murong Villa in Jiangnan, Murong Xuan?"

The man in black suddenly laughed and did not deny it, which was considered to be acknowledging this.

Seeing that the man in black admitted this, Jun Buhui suddenly knelt down and said, "I am impressed by Senior Murong's Ghost Fire God Technique. I dare to ask Senior Murong to accept me as his disciple!"

The man in black suddenly laughed, and after a while, he replied coldly: "I, Murong Xuan, only accept slaves, not apprentices."

Hearing this, Jun Buhui bit his lips hard, his black eyes were full of painful struggles, and he said, "My bad slave, Jun Buhui, pays homage to the master!"

Hearing this, the man in black laughed to the sky and said, "Yes, if you do something that satisfy me, I will consider imparting the Ghost Fire God Art to you a hundred years later."

When Jun Buhui heard this, he quickly performed another bow and bowed and said, "Thank you for your gift, I wonder what your master wants me to do?"

Murong Xuan replied coldly: "Do you know the tears of the beautiful city?"

When he responded to this sentence, Jun Buhui was shocked and nodded slightly, responded: "When you come back to your master, I know a little about the tears of Qingcheng!"

Murong Xuan sneered a few times and replied: "It's good to know. The tears of the city are in Jiangnan Zangjian Villa. Go and get them for me!"

As soon as he heard the six words "Jiangnan Zangjian Villa", Jun Buhui's expression suddenly changed in an instant. He didn't know where Qingcheng's tears were, but he knew Qingchengjian was in Jiangnan Zangjian Villa. Could it be Qingchengjian

It's just tears of the city..."

Just as Jun Buhui fell into deep thought, Murong Xuan suddenly asked coldly: "What are you thinking?"

Before Murong Xuan could finish his speech, a noise came from outside the door, and a fire could be seen vaguely from a distance...

Murong Xuan's black eyes flashed a cold light in this cold night. He glanced at the slightly red sky reflected by torches outside, and murmured to himself: "Lin Yu is indeed a tricky person, attack so quickly

After entering Luoyang City, it’s a pity that I can’t use it for me…”

When Jun Buhui heard Murong Xuan's words, he immediately took over and said, "Master, I am willing to kill Lin Yu for you!"

Murong Xuan glanced at him coldly and said, "It's ridiculous to want to kill Lin Yu with your current martial arts!"

Jun Buhui hurriedly lowered his head respectfully, and his expression was full of painful convulsions. After a while, he raised his head and said, "As long as you pass on my Ghost Fire God Art, I will definitely kill me."

Lin Yu!"

Murong Xuan glared at Jun Buhui with some dissatisfaction and said, "Let's wait for you to get the tears of the city for me and then hit me with the Ghost Fire God Art!"

When Jun Buhui heard this, he was so scared that he trembled all over and did not dare to look at Murong Xuan's expression...

After a while, Murong Xuan said coldly again: "Lin Yu has entered the city. You should leave here quickly, otherwise, he would have been killed before he could kill him!"
Chapter completed!