"who is it?"
The tall fourth prince scolded.
However, what surprised him was that it wasn't the gust of wind blowing outside the door that lifted the curtain, nor was it the blind guard.
Appear in the eyes of everyone.
It was a girl with a slender figure wearing a bamboo hat, but she couldn't see her face clearly.
Although you can't see the truth.
But from the girl's slender figure, independent temperament, and white and delicate skin like suet white jade, it can be seen that the girl under the bamboo hat must be a rare beauty in the world.
"Hey, little beauty, come here and let Grandpa take a look."
This is the best thing for the sixth prince who is as fat as a pig.
After seeing Jiang Zirou, he couldn't close his smiling mouth, his saliva dripped down, and the other princes who were traitors frowned, and walked away from him without a trace.
The eldest prince put down the wine glass in his hand, looking serious.
"How did you come here, what do you want to do here, and where are the guards around?"
After what the eldest prince said, the surrounding princes realized the unusualness of the matter and quietly sat up straight.
"I'm here to kill."
Before he knew it, the downpour had slowly stopped, and a ray of golden sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and fell on Jiang Zirou's body.
Take off the hat on your head.
But she also wore a big bronze fang mask on her face.
The sixth prince sighed, because he still couldn't see the beauty's true face.
"I came here to kill people... Hahaha, little girl, what are you using to kill people? Do you want to use your body to squeeze us dry?"
Hearing Jiang Zirou's words.
The rather ugly Seventh Prince, with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, suddenly laughed out of joy.
He laughed for a while.
Finding that among the princes around him, none of the masters of the Holy Land catered to him, the seventh prince finally stopped his laughter in embarrassment.
"Use it to kill."
The big summer dragonfinch was slowly drawn out of the scabbard.
Accompanied by a crisp knife cry.
This psychic sword is already hungry and thirsty at this moment.
"Big Xia Longque... what is the relationship between the old prince and you?"
The old Taoist priest of Taixuan Sect looked serious, realizing that although the girl in front of him was young, she might already be quite a master.
What made him even more incredible was that.
As a well-known peak master in the martial arts world, he couldn't see through Jiang Zirou's current cultivation.
"Could it be that I misread it?"
This absurd idea just appeared in his brain, and he immediately rejected it.
Beside the old Taoist priest.
Luo Sha, the master assassin of Dead Man's Lake, has slowly bowed his body and rushed out like a sharp arrow.
"Do it!"
A thunderous roar came from beside him.
It was a burly, red-faced martial arts leader who was as burly as an iron tower.
The patriarch of the Nangong family, dressed in white and feathered, made a move at this moment, and a long sword with a cold light appeared in his hand, stabbing from Jiang Zirou's right side.
The Taoist priests of Taixuanmen and the monks of Xuankong Temple gritted their teeth.
Let go of the precepts in your heart and shoot at the same time. In an instant, five powerful Qi machines surrounded Jiang Zirou from all directions.
This is a lore.
Even in the heyday of the old prince, it was difficult to retreat in the face of such an attack.
pity.
Jiang Zirou has practiced Taiwu Real Body for three years, and her cultivation has already reached the realm of a great martial arts master.
Facing the joint attack of the five top experts today, Jiang Zirou just closed his eyes and said silently.
"Taiwu True Body · Inheritance"
Holding a knife in both hands, leaning on the ground.
But there was golden light flowing from his body, which turned into a thick ancient clock around Jiang Zirou's body.
"Boom!"
The five dull voices came almost in no particular order.
First collision.
Jiang Zirou stood still, as stable as Mount Tai, but the remaining five masters took a step back, their faces were as pale as gold paper, and a few weaker ones had chances in their mouths and noses blood.
"Half-step martial arts master!"
Patriarch Nangong lost his voice.
The corners of Jiang Zirou's mouth curled up imperceptibly, revealing a smile.
But the movement of his hand was not slow at all, he stretched out a green finger, and pointed towards Patriarch Nangong's brow.
"boom!"
The Nangong family raised their hands to respond, but they were still sent flying, and the feather crown fell to the ground.
Half of the arm was shattered by the tyrannical internal force, turning into a blood mist, and the white bones were exposed in the air.
"Zha!"
Jiang Zirou shot ruthlessly.
With a golden light, Daxia Longque immediately slashed the old Taoist priest of Taixuanmen.
The old Taoist raised the long sword in his hand to block hastily, the sword collided, and with a "click", the famous Guiyun sword shattered, and countless iron pieces flew out, cutting the old Taoist's topknot.
One punch followed another palm.
The leader of the martial arts alliance and the master monk of the Xuankong Temple are all first-class fierce men in this arena.
But Lin Yi, who had practiced Taiwu Avatar, was no match.
The Xuankong Temple monk with a slightly stronger cultivation base had his arms and bones broken, and sat cross-legged on the ground with a pale face.
The martial arts leader who was weak in cultivation and shot first had his chest collapsed and flew out, spraying a mist of blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
at last.
Jiang Zirou held the big summer sparrow in his hand, and slashed a sword towards the corner of a messy tent, forcing out the deepest and most mysterious dead man's lake assassin, Luo Sha.
Another punch came out.
Taiwu's real body was in motion, Jiang Zirou's fists opened and closed, and his ordinary punching punch showed invincible bravery.
Before the punch arrived, the condensed wind of the fist had already sent the old assassin, who couldn't dodge, flying heavily, and landed in a puddle in the camp, covered with mud.
Come to Luo Sha.
Jiang Zirou said in a cold voice: "I don't like killing, but Dead Man's Lake has come to harass me several times, wanting to kill my brother, but this time I can't spare you."
The Grandmaster Assassin of Dead Man's Lake was extremely miserable, and when he opened his mouth, unstoppable foam of blood emerged.
His death was approaching, but there was no trace of fear on his face.
"Hehehe, little girl, I expected to meet you when I came here, and I also know that for a genius like you, after three years, your cultivation must have improved to an incredible level. But a person like me who has lived for hundreds of years, since he dares to come here, how could he be unprepared at all."
The old man smiled sinisterly, looking at Jiang Zirou with undisguised viciousness and jealousy.
"God is really unfair. Thinking about my hundreds of years of practice, countless calculations and countless sufferings, I just touched the edge of the realm of the great master, but you are so young...but you have already stood in that realm."
"However, what about the half-step martial arts master? You will definitely die today!"
The old man's expression turned fierce, he tore open his skirt and took out a bloody lump of flesh, and stuffed it into his mouth.
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