The bald head was screaming in horror.

Xiao Qi blindfolded his eyes and counted tenderly: "One!"

Seeing that the boss was stopped, the muscular man on the left whistled up and rose up from the ground, holding a knife flower and flying towards him, as if he could see the sword and horse dismembering under his sword in the next second.

The sword horse quietly admired the bald head roaring in front of him. The black cloak was windless and turned into two "black snakes" instantly, aiming at the muscled man and heading towards him. A "snake head" curled the cut knife, and a "snake head" rushed to the throat of the muscled man.

In an instant, the two "snake heads" went faster and returned faster. The knife turned into pieces, and the huge head of the muscular man flew into the air. Finally, he looked at his bloody body and fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Dong!", the head rolled on the ground a few times.

Xiaoqi shouted in his throat: "Two!"

Hearing Er, the sword and horse curled the corners of his mouth, waved his right hand back, and there was an additional Tang sword in his hand at some point.

flutter...

Another strong man's arm flew into the sky with his head, with bright blood, and his arm was holding the waving knife tightly.

Party click...

The second strong man fell!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the bald man used his skills to fly the short blade that pierced his right arm, and shouted anxiously: "Knife! My treasure knife!"

"quick!"

"Boss! Next!" The one-eyed dragon behind him had a tacit understanding and threw out the treasure knife that was kept in person.

"Oh!" Daoma sat upright and laughed happily. He flicked his middle finger with his right hand. The bald head couldn't catch the sword that suddenly had a huge force. He was slapped by the sword, and his left face suddenly swelled into a pig's head, and he almost fainted.

"Ah..." Seeing that the boss didn't catch the sword, the one-eyed dragon looked panicked.

"I will lend it to you!" Daoma blinked at the bald head, and two more short blades were added in his hand.

tie!

It was too violent and felt embarrassed. He turned his face and didn't look at it. He was like a blind man touching an elephant. The short blade in his left hand pierced the bald head and the short blade in his right hand once again nailed the bald head and the palm of his right hand again.

"Wooah!" The bone cracked and the bald head couldn't help screaming again.

After using two short blades of sword horse, he turned around and had an axe in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. He said to the bald head in a kind manner: "Do you still want a knife? I want as much as I want here!"

At this moment, Xiaoqi squatted on the ground, with his eyes blindfolded and continued to count: "Three!"

tread!

The sword and horse stood up, stepped out his right foot, and stepped on the short blades into the bald right palm.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The bald head was like shrimps in boiling water, his body was arched sharply, and he opened his mouth and continued the "soundtrack" with a shrill voice.

At the same time, the sword and horse threw a long sword in his right hand and flew towards the one-eyed dragon sky spirit cover.

The one-eyed dragon's heart tightened, and he felt the great terror between life and death keenly, and was eager to move to the right to avoid it.

Unfortunately, my body was controlled by a strange force and could not escape. In despair, the one-eyed dragon eye watched the long sword fly into the sky spirit cover, like cutting tofu, from top to bottom, the hilt of the sword penetrated into the head.

"Uh..." The one-eyed dragon was unwilling to give up, and before he could squeeze out a complete sentence in his throat, he fell backwards and couldn't get up.

Xiao Qi's crisp voice came again: "Si!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Drink!"

It seems that the battle has been fought for a long time, but it actually happened in a moment.

Seeing that his companions died one after another, the remaining great men were not scared, but instead aroused the bloody nature of licking blood at the edge of the knife and rushed forward from all directions and rushed towards the sword and horse.

Yes, this is a big scene... The sword and horse sucked their teeth, rose into the air, and a right fist suddenly hit the head of the big man in front of the right.

puff!

With a thick explosion, the fist directly burst the head and set off a fifty cent firework.

Xiaoqi: "Five!"

The axe flew out with the left hand of the sword horse. A young man with a white scarf wrapped in his head stopped in the air. He looked down at his belly that could not cover his internal organs. His eyes were blurred and he fell to the ground.

Xiaoqi: "Sixth!"

The sword horse grabbed the blade with empty hands and snatched it with his hands. The man with straw hat who had reached his body was shocked to find that the knife in his hand was gone.

The next second, the man with a straw hat felt something more in his neck, cold and hard. Before he could observe, he lost consciousness and let the blood fountain rush his head away.

Xiaoqi: "Eight!"

Daoma bent his knees and pushed his left front, and a big-eyed boy's chest immediately sagged.

The knife falls, the person falls.

The companion died in a blink of an eye. The last middle-aged man in the long gown was frightened. He stopped his steps in the middle of the journey. The sword pointing at the sword horse quickly turned around and a look of "let me go" was born in panic.

The sword and horse fell to the ground, pulled out the short blade on the palm of the bald palm, and smiled at the middle-aged man in the long gown.

"Ah! Wow! Ah!!" The bald man screamed again like a pig.

Xiaoqi: "Jiu!"

"No, no..." Hearing the mourning, the middle-aged man with great fear in life and death threw away his sword and begged for mercy.

The sword and horse just glanced at it, and the short blade was separated from his hand, accurately nailed it into the middle-aged man's throat with his long gown.

He died with his eyes open, his middle-aged man with his mouth wide open glared at his eyes, and his hands were snatching him randomly in the void.

With a plop.

Another one on the ground.

It was gone, and my last subordinate was gone either... The bald man, who knew the situation, suddenly knelt on the ground, put his knees on the ground, raised his hands above his head, opened his mouth and gave a big gift, but he was so scared that he couldn't make a sound for a while.

After finishing the work, Daoma clapped his hands, looked at Xiaoqi with his head and asked, "Why is Eight behind Six?"

"Where is Seven?"

Xiao Qi, whose eyes were wide open, his eyebrows were raised, suddenly stood up, pointed his two index fingers at his bulging cheeks, and shouted: "Qi is here!"

Daoma twitched the corner of his mouth, and kicked the bald head over to the ground.

The bald man whined, got up quickly, and knelt down properly.

After kicking his left foot, he kicked his right foot, and the bald head was kicked away directly.

With a bang, the whole person bumped into the corridor column, and the short blade inserted in his right arm was like a nail, directly embedded in the bald body.

"Ah..." The bald head suddenly burst into pain and was about to scream again.

"Shh!" Daoma raised his middle finger at the right time and signaled to silence.

The bald man looked at the Killing Star, screaming in pain the previous second, and then quickly retracted his neck and whimpered after a series of whimpers.

Yes, this is a good actor, and his acting skills are shrinking freely.

Daoma made a comment in his heart, packed up all kinds of weapons scattered on the ground, and finally walked slowly towards the bald head with the Tang sword and the axe.

Bitter!

The axe attacked and nailed it directly into the middle of the bald big hip, which was almost zero point from the body.

The bald man lying on the ground was frightened. When he crawled backwards, he found that there was an extra foot in his chest. He quickly begged for mercy: "Sir, please spare your life, harmony brings wealth! Harmony brings wealth!"

Poof!

The long sword pierced the bald head's right shoulder and slowly exerted force.

"Cough..., cough..." The bald man said sadly, stretched out his hand and shouted weakly and quickly: "Wait...wait a moment!"

"Three times the price! It's easy to negotiate!"

"It's easy to discuss!"

Daoma looked at him with clear eyes and sighed softly: "I won't wait."

"Seeing that you are so down and out, you don't have the money."

Pass! A sound.

The bald man quickly pulled out a bag of gold from the inside of his thigh and threw it on the ground. With the last hope, he continued begging for mercy: "This bag of gold is what I grabbed two days ago, no, more than three times."

"It's all...you."

Hiding the crotch? Did the ancients know how to hide things like this? But the weight of this cloth bag looks good, the key is that the sound of gold falling to the ground is quite nice... After the sword and horses were familiar with identifying the gold, they also picked up the axe.
Chapter completed!