C775 (1/2)

Away from huoxiandu, on the side of a prosperous street in the outer city, an old beggar was sitting with his head down and dozing off.

”What a strong intention! All the killing intentions condensed into a line, or even a little bit, which old immortal is far away from the fire fairy? ”

Suddenly, the old beggar opened his eyes, the turbid eyes flashed a clear light, and then strange disappeared in place, as if never appeared.

Not long after that, in the square where the inner courtyard of the war god academy is located, a figure suddenly appeared in a corner. It was the old beggar before.

”The Ning family is really brave enough to bully the less with more and rely on the strong and the weak. Do you think no one dares to move your Ning family? I'll see how many kilos you'd rather have at home. ” A cold light flashed in the old beggar's eyes.

Then his eyes fell on Dou Tian, and a trace of satisfaction flashed over him: ”yes, yes, I realized a trace of will to kill, and perfectly integrated into kendo. I'm worthy of being my good apprentice!”

If Dou Tian sees an old beggar, he can recognize it at a glance. Isn't this his teacher, the drunkard?

A moment later, in the battle field of life and death, in a very hidden room, there was a young man with blood hair in a purple robe. On him, there was a mysterious breath.

Xuefa youth is no one else, it is xuewujue. At the moment, he is practicing. After counting the breath, xuewujue's whole body gradually stabilized. Between the eyes opening and closing, a stream of blood killing gas burst out.

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, a streamer came, and before the blood could react, a blood colored short sword went straight into the ground in front of him and entered the stone for three minutes.

Xuewujue looked down at the bloody sword on the ground, his pupils shrank slightly, and then a smile of relief appeared on his face.

On the bloody dagger, there was a note. Xuewujue was very excited and took it to have a look. He looked slightly dignified. Then he spat out three words: ”miening family!”

Yes, this is the word on the note. It's only three words, as if it's a trivial thing.

”Ning family, the old man has never been so angry. What on earth have you done to make the old man so angry?” Xuewujue shook his head and sighed, but his eyes were only indifferent, without any pity.

Outside the Ares academy square.

Doutian rushed into the crowd like a hungry wolf, and began to reap his life. Blood flew and screamed.

The heart of the onlookers trembled fiercely. Doutian is not so cruel. Is it ready to slaughter Ning's family to fight in fairyland?

”How dare he Some people thought that doutian was scaring Ning wusheng at first, but now they are totally shocked. After all, it's one of the three big Mac families.

If these people fight together in fairyland and all die in the hands of doutian, the strength of Ning family may not be greatly reduced, but it is definitely a huge loss.

Many people heard Ning wusheng's order and fled in all directions. The speed was extremely fast, as if they had been waiting for Ning wusheng's order for a long time.

This may also be the only way to reduce the loss of Ning family. If you don't escape, you will definitely die. If you escape, doutian can't kill so much.

”The rhythm of the sword!”

Doutian watched the Ning family fight together in fairyland and start to run away. His expression became extremely indifferent. The Shura sword in his left hand was pulled out in an instant, and a pitching flashed through many people's eyes.

The next moment, within hundreds of feet, many soldiers with swords suddenly found their swords trembling slightly.

”What's the matter with my sword? How can you move? ” Someone exclaimed, and their swords trembled as if they were going to break their scabbard.