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Chapter 75 The real killer

This man's sword speed is absolutely not in the category of an ordinary person, and it is the same level as the Sixth Uncle who is chasing behind him.

Facing the blade that was rapidly approaching the neck, Su Ming forced his body to twist and his feet moved rapidly.

Seeing Tang Dao brushing his mouth and slowly, Su Ming's mouth was ruined.

"Damn it, despicable! The tiger comes out of the gate!"

After a breath, Su Ming cursed, and then pounced on him like a tiger, about to tear the enemy apart.

It is consistent with the clothes of ordinary thugs and is mixed in the crowd. His attacks are unpredictable.

Su Ming reacted a little slower, and then he drank on the spot, and there was no way to live.

"Hahaha, why did you say despicable? It's all for killing people! Look at the knife!"

The Ermi Dahan was not ashamed, but proud and said loudly.

The Tang sword in his hand slashed out again, like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves, rolling up sword winds and slashing Su Ming.

Su Ming was unwilling to be entangled by him, so the Immortal Qi Technique was activated, and the true Qi was circulating. He moved his direction again at an extremely fast speed, rushing towards the few men in black remaining in the south.

All the sword winds slashed in the air, but almost killed a few black-clothed thugs.

The man was so angry that he kept screaming.

"Boy, where are you running!"

As soon as Su Ming knocked away three men in black, he made a delicate voice, rising from the ground, and at the same time, two lancet knives flew towards their lower body.

"Damn it, pretending to be dead, it's even more despicable, a bastard!"

Su Ming didn't expect that the person who was knocked away from his feet suddenly attacked. Due to the angle, the Lancet came towards his little brother and ass, making him scream in anger.

He suddenly exerted force on the ground with his right foot, and his body's speed doubled, avoiding the Lancet.

"Swish!"

Accompanied by the sound of the wind, the lancet cut through Su Ming's crotch and shot straight at the big man and the sixth uncle who were chasing behind him.

He stepped on his left foot with force, and the target was the woman who pretended to be dead. But she saw her slamming up and leaving a few caltrops on the ground.

If it falls, the soles of the feet will definitely be injured.

"Grass, sinister!"

Su Mingqiang took back half a step and landed next to the caltrop.

"Where to run, leave it for me!"

"Don't put flying knives randomly, grass!"

The man following behind him shouted irritably, as if the flying knife was disturbed by the attack rhythm. Uncle Six gently pushed away the attack and continued to attack Su Ming.

"You guys go on!"

The moment Su Ming's left foot landed, his right foot swung continuously on the ground, and six caltrops flew backwards at an extremely fast speed.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

... Three consecutive sounds, the caltrops pierced into the skin and made a sound.

Su Ming did not look back, but still rushed forward, hiding directly among the last six big men in black.

This time he was not slapped directly, but instead clawed his hands, grabbed the figure and threw it behind him. Whether he grabbed the neck or the chest, he used heavy techniques to crush them and flew them away.

When the last two people were caught, they didn't throw them away, and turned around to check as a weapon.

I found that Uncle Six, the big man and the petite woman were all standing behind me, with people in black under my feet, looking at him steadily.

"Su Ming, are you really a waste from the Su family?"

Uncle Six's eyes were full of solemnity, and he clenched the water in his hand tightly, and asked in a cold voice.

When Jiang Luo, the eldest son of the Jiang family, talked about Su Ming, he was just a playboy and a big flower boy. But today he broke through the formation of a hundred people and escaped from the ambush of three people, which was not something that a playboy could do.

At least they are ancient martial arts masters, much better than them.

"Haha, how could I be a waste? You are the waste! Die for me!"

Su Ming was not very keen on the word "waste" and sneered.

At the same time, there was not much garbage left in the minions, which was not enough to cause a threat, so he decided to attack the three of them.

The two people in their hands were smashed out as hidden weapons.

Then, two machetes were added in his hand, and his feet were like two terrifying machines. He kicked up machetes on the ground and flew towards three people.

"Damn it, mean!"

The man had just rescued the person who was flying over when he saw the machete shooting at his face with a terrifying sound of wind.

Although the other two did not scold, they were in a bad mood. They were busy and dealt with Su Ming's attack.

"kill!"

Su Ming's clothes were almost turned into strips of rags, and he rushed up with two machetes in a roar.

When there is no machete, he is a tiger entering the flock of sheep. With a machete, he is like a tiger adding wings.

The sword technique is like the wind, killing wildly, and desperately.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The man could barely resist, and countless gaps were cut in his hand, and the tiger's mouth was shattered and bleeding, but he tried his best to resist, fearing that he would die at his hands.

"You're too much!"

Uncle Liu's short Emei Thorn could not resist at all. He dodged left and right, but could not dodge all of them, and he was full of colors everywhere.

If it weren't for the hidden weapon that women were everywhere, he would have been chopped into meat sauce by Su Ming.

Roaring repeatedly, but to no avail.

"Puchi!"

In the end, there was no need to dodge a knife, and Su Ming fell on his right arm with a machete, and a large piece of flesh fell, and blood flowed like a stream.

"ah……"

Uncle Six retreated in a scream, his face full of horror, as if he had seen death.

Su Ming was unreasonable and refused to forgive him, and his right knife fell like a mountain again.

The left-handed knife still slashed the big man wildly, ignoring the petite woman's hidden weapon.

"I'll fight you!"

Uncle Six knew that he could not fight Su Ming, so he spanned the water from his hand and stabbed Su Ming hard in his eyes.

Almost at the same time, the petite woman scattered her hands and blocked Su Ming from the left and right, without giving her a chance.

"I'll block!"

The big man yelled suddenly at this moment, holding the Tang sword horizontally with both hands, and resisting Su Ming's attack.

At the same time, behind Su Ming, a man in black stood up, his physique was like a tank, and a Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand slashed Huashan hard and smashed Su Ming hard.

Su Ming had nowhere to hide, and there were crises everywhere.

"Hahaha, I knew you were not simple, look at the knife! The tiger cuts its tail!"

Su Ming kept moving his hands, but his right foot was rolled back, and a machete flew up and slid towards the tank's neck.

The only way for others to fall into this crisis is to break forward and fight for a bloody path.

But Su Ming doesn't need it. The tiger tail in the Tiger Demon Fist is specially designed to deal with the people who attack behind him.

Such a unique move made the killer move that had been hidden for nearly ten minutes instantly fail.

The tank didn't even react at all, and was surrounded by the machete and turned around the neck.

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand hung down weakly and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Plop!"

The tank endured for ten minutes, but was the first to die, slowly knelt on the ground, and then fell down, blood flying out of his neck like a fountain.

At this moment, Su Ming was no longer there, and his left machete directly cut off the Tang sword of the Han Dynasty from the gap.

He passed by, and a knife passed through his neck, leaving a bloodline.

After a while, the bloodline was washed away by blood, and a bloody rain rose up, and the body fell down.

"Die for me!"

Su Ming yelled, and when Uncle Six avoided his right hand, he suddenly dragged his hand and flew out.

The target was the woman standing behind Uncle Six. When she saw it, she could not dodge her. The machete penetrated her chest and her back, and she died of coldness through her heart.

"Do you dare to kill someone?"

Uncle Six never expected Su Ming to be so cruel, and asked in fear.
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