Host, aren't you afraid that people will ask you where you hid your sword later? 444's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help it.
The sword in this hand suddenly appears and disappears suddenly. He is not a fool.
No matter how wide your sleeves are, you can't hide such a long sword, right
"Who dares to ask?" Su Qiao snorted domineeringly.
"Even if someone dares to ask, I will say I hide it on my waist."
444 speechless.
Do you think this is a soft sword
It's hidden on the waist. Why don't you say it's hidden in the dantian like a magic weapon
As soon as Su Qiao approached, he immediately used his sword to deflect the swords of Ye Zhongli and Huangfu Xian: "Fortress Ye, I will take care of him. Go and do something else!"
If she doesn't kill this old man with her own hands, she won't be able to get rid of the anger in her heart.
Ye Zhongli hesitated for a moment and flew away.
Huangfu Xian is a member of the imperial court, so this matter is most likely true. Now, the most urgent task is to quickly find out how many of his people are among the eight major sects and the martial artists who came today.
Also, will people from the imperial court interfere
After all, today is the last day of the martial arts conference, and the position of the leader of the martial arts world is also related to whether the court can control the entire martial arts world.
Su Qiao held the sword in one hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at Huangfu Xian standing opposite him: "I heard that your martial arts and swordsmanship have reached the pinnacle, and I would like to come and learn from you today."
Huangfu Xian no longer had the kind face he had before, but his majesty remained the same, and his sharpness became even stronger: "I never thought that all my plans would be ruined by a little girl like you."
"That's just right. I also want to learn how you killed the old poison ghost and the old guy from the Demon Cult."
He made countless guesses about the previous frame-up, but he never thought of her as a concubine.
Su Qiao laughed arrogantly: "Haha, you will be the third person I kill."
"You are looking for death!" Huangfu Xian flew forward, swung the sword in his hand towards Su Qiao, and at the same time slammed his palm towards her.
Su Qiao sneered, didn't even try to dodge, raised his hand and confronted him directly.
"boom!"
The two men slammed their palms against each other, and the air around them seemed to be distorted, and some people who were close to them were actually blown away.
Many people who saw this scene were shocked, especially when they saw Su Qiao remained motionless, while Huangfu Xian retreated several steps, and even had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. They even forgot to swing their swords
Su Qiao tapped his toes lightly, spread his wings like an eagle, and instantly soared up, then dived down quickly.
"It's not certain who is looking for death, but it's your bad luck to meet me."
"you… "
As soon as Huangfu Xian opened his mouth, he felt a sudden chill on his neck, followed by a sharp pain that spread throughout his body.
His eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.
Unfortunately, he only said one word before Su Qiao's sword cut his throat and then kicked him off the platform.
"I'm not so kind as to ask you to leave a last word."
Su Qiao looked down calmly at the man who fell in a pool of blood and died a few seconds later: "I told you, it's your bad luck to meet me."
On the other side, Huangfu Zhenlou, who was being beaten back by the increasingly courageous Ye Shaoxuan, saw this scene out of the corner of his eye and was immediately furious: "Dad!!!"
Huangfu Zhenlou screamed in shock and was about to fly over, but a long sword pierced his chest from behind.
'puff'
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and in the end, Huangfu Zhenlou didn't even have the time to take another look at his father before he died under Ye Shaoxuan's sword.
Almost at the same time, a large group of men in black appeared around the martial arts training ground. There were as many as three hundred of them, and each of them had half of their face covered with black cloth. They held strange butterfly-shaped flying knives with long iron chains in their hands.
The leader saw Huangfu Xian and Huangfu Zhenlou, father and son, lying in a pool of blood. He made a gesture and the people behind him rushed towards the crowd at an extremely fast speed, with the butterfly-shaped throwing knives in their hands reaping heads like harvesters.
Before everyone could react, many people suffered and fell in a pool of blood.
As soon as these people appeared, Su Qiao immediately realized their identities.
It seems that the court's attitude towards the martial artists is still the same as towards the mountain bandits, that is, "If we can take them, we will take them; if we can't, we will destroy them to prevent future troubles."