There is someone at the entrance of Shenlong Valley!

The man, whose face was wrapped in white gauze, only a pair of phoenix eyes were exposed, and he was holding an ancient sword in his arms. His back was straight and his whole body exuded a dead murderous aura.

That momentum is grandmaster level.

However, there were no "three flowers" above the head, and no pressure from the Grandmaster realm appeared.

"kill!"

A group of second-rate generals of the Blue Eye Clan rushed forward: "This is just a first-class general, with a thousand enemies. Beat him up and kill him!"

"Swoosh swish swish..."

The second-rate generals of the Blue Eye Clan waved round swords and surrounded and killed them.

The light of swords, sword shadows, guns and sticks, weapons were like tides, people were like water, and they rushed towards them.

Looking around.

The faceless man standing proudly seemed to be flooded by the crowd of Blue-eyed soldiers.

It seemed that he was going to be crushed into powder by the unstoppable blue-eyed army!

It seemed that in the next moment, he would be trampled into a meat paste.

"snort......"

The faceless man snorted coldly and drew his sword: "One sword is at the gate, and no one can open it!"

"My sword, the sword of murder!"

"My sword has sword energy!"

"My sword is invincible!"

A cold sword light, three feet long, is invincible.

"Puff puff puff..."

The bodies of the blue-eyed soldiers were separated from their waists, blood squirting and internal organs were everywhere.

After a sword, the mouth of Shenlong Valley was bloody like a slaughterhouse.

The faceless Dan Feng's eyes were full of coldness, as if he had just killed a few flies.

He spent his whole life in killing.

My mind has long been harder than iron stone.

He is never ruthless in his opponents.

"Shit..."

The sword energy is magnificent, and one person fights thousands of troops, and never retreats.

"Hahaha......"

He was so excited that he killed: "Blue-eyed man, the prince taught me a poem, do you want to listen to it?"

now.

The Blue Eye Warrior has no right to refuse to listen!

The faceless man chanted: "Qin Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Gou, and Shuang Xueming."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, as cool as a meteor."

"Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles."

"After the matter, I will leave, hide my name."

Faceless people feel very sorry!

Because, the prince taught him these four sentences.

This poem is like killing the enemy with just a chanting!

It's a poem written specifically for murder!

The sword kept killing three people in one step, killing the corpses at the entrance of the valley higher and higher.

In the Shenlong Valley, the Blue-eyed Clan soldiers were already trapped beasts.

at this time.

In the Huangzhou military formation, Qin Hongyi and Zhao Zichang hid one by one, pressing the Blue-eyed Clan soldiers toward the valley entrance frantically.

Let the faceless person kill.

It is already a matter of time before the entire Blue Eye tribe was wiped out.

At this time, Xia Tian's figure had mysteriously disappeared into the valley.

Top of Shenlong Mountain.

Two men in black cloaked looked at the faceless man's murder sword, and their pupils shrank sharply.

Another master?

The strength of Huangzhou Prince’s Mansion is really terrifying!

How many masters are hidden in this royal mansion?

A man in black cloak asked, "Laojun, does the poem singed by that kendo master contain any profound meaning?"

Laojun's black-cloaked man replied: "The hat of the Qin knight is casually dotted with Hu Ying, and the Wu hook sword is as bright as frost and snow."

"The silver saddle and the white horse shine together, and they run like rustling meteors."

"Within ten steps, kill one person, and do not stay in the pass for thousands of miles."

"After finishing, I brushed my clothes and left without showing any sound, hiding my name."

"This poem is written freely and freely."

"A person who writes poetry must be a free and easy person!"

"But I think this poem has only been written half... If I meet someone who writes the poem, I must ask him what the name of the poem is?"

suddenly.

A tall figure appeared behind them: "The name of this poem is "Xia Ke Xing".

Two men in black cloaks were shocked!

"who?"

Xia Tian raised his eyelids: "I am a poet!"
Chapter completed!