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Volume 1: White Body and Poor Family Chapter 216: Dead Soldier

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    Uh-huh!  Chichi~!  Plop~!

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Outside of these extremely small sounds, the first one was the sound of ragged clothes, the next two were the sound of sharp weapons being inserted into the body, and the last one was the sound of someone falling to the ground.

    Wang Yue, as the greatest swordsman today, has a natural sensitivity to the sound of killing people with knives.  His ears were shaking continuously, and those tiny sounds sounded one after another.

    "No! Zhang Rang's minions must have discovered this place. There are sounds of killing people above. Shi A quickly clean up this place, and then go up with the master to kill the enemy!"

    Wang Yue's eyes suddenly turned cold. He hadn't killed someone in countless years. Now, Zhang Rang's minions dared to attack him. As the world's greatest swordsman, he couldn't tolerate their arrogance.  Wang Yue unconsciously put his hand on the hilt of his sixty-pound sword, and an extremely sharp aura suddenly erupted from his body.

    In the courtyard of the Dazhuang, countless black shadows were flying around, like nighthawks hunting for food. The doors of the houses suddenly opened, and then the black shadows rushed in, extremely fast, and the sounds they made were  But it's extremely subtle.  Those Wang Yue disciples who were still sleeping soundly on the bed had no idea that a killer had entered their house, and they came with endless cold murderous intent.

    Whoa~!  Chichi~!

    In one of the rooms, a man wearing a black mask came silently and came to the foot of the bed of a disciple of Wang Yue. He pulled out the dagger from his waist, flashed the cold light, and stabbed straight into the heart, and  At the same time, the other hand quickly pinched the throat.  The dagger broke through the clothes and penetrated into the body of Wang Yue's disciple.

    The Wang Yue disciple suddenly cried out in severe pain in his sleep. He was about to roar in pain, but found that his throat suddenly seemed to have been crushed by someone, and he could not make a sound, and finally died of breathlessness.

    It was too late. In fact, it only took a few seconds for the black killer to draw his sword. The black killer succeeded in one move and quickly retreated.  When he jumped out of the door, his other colleagues also succeeded. They were able to time the killings at the same time, and they were a team of well-trained killers.

    Hundreds of black-blooded killers were constantly committing murders almost silently in the courtyard. Wang Yue's disciples died in their sleep one after another.

    Suddenly, in front of the door of a room that was larger than other rooms, dozens of black dead soldiers stopped in a tacit understanding.  Because in this room, they felt an extremely huge and sharp murderous aura.  This feeling is like a life being penetrated.

    A black-blooded killer has cold eyes. This kind of oppression is unprecedented in his career as a killer.  However, during his years of brutal training, he had long been accustomed to suppressing his fear. He quickly made a few gestures, and several of the Black Poison Dead Men nodded slightly at the same time and rushed into the room with him.

    Bang~!

    Suddenly, a sharp sword struck from nowhere, and among the six dead men who entered the room at the same time, the body of the one in the middle suddenly flew out.  When the other five Black Poison Dead Soldiers reacted, the sudden figure raised his sword and danced. Countless sword lights formed a sword net. The five Black Poison Dead Soldiers used twisting movements in mid-air that were beyond the scope of the human body.  , avoiding this sharp sword net, and flying in all directions at the same time.

    At the same time, the dead warrior who flew out suddenly hit the wall and vomited several mouthfuls of blood. His eyes widened and he felt a sharp pain in his heart, only to realize that he had been struck by a sword in his heart.  He gritted his teeth and tried desperately to move his body, but before he could gather his strength, his heart stopped beating.

    Seeing this, the dozens of killers outside knew that the people in the room were extremely skilled in martial arts. These dozens of people quickly communicated with their eyes and divided into three groups. The first group consisted of more than a dozen people, and the rhythm  In unison, they rushed into the room together.  And the person who suddenly launched the attack just now was Wang Yue's chief disciple Shi A. Shi A had mastered the essence of Wang Yue's swordsmanship and was the successor of his mantle. His swordsmanship was unparalleled and he was fighting fiercely with five dead men.  , have the upper hand.

    ????????????????????????? However, the five black-blooded warriors did not focus their mental energy on the battle with Shi'a, because they all felt that the overwhelming momentum was not coming from the person in front of them.

    There is a more powerful and dangerous person than Shia in this room!

    And just when the first group of black men outside the door rushed into the room, preparing to besiege Shi A, suddenly, a suffocating and overwhelming momentum broke out.

    "You guys, how dare you!!"

    Outside the door curtain of the room, there was a roar like thunder, which almost shook the entire room.  As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with long flowing hair and a cold face rushed out from the door with a giant sword in his hand.

    This man's body is extremely strong, and the muscles on his body are like indestructible iron blocks, carrying a surging momentum.  This person is none other than the greatest swordsman in the world, Wang Yue!

      When Wang Yue was only eighteen years old, he dared to go deep into Helan Mountain alone, take the head of the Qiang leader among countless Qiang people, and then leave in style.  By the time he was thirty years old, he was traveling around the country and was an invincible fighter all over the world.  Now that Wang Yue is nearly forty, his popularity remains the same as before, and he is even more compelling than before.

    Wang Yue's swords seemed to take away all the light in the room, and everyone could not help but be frightened by his aura.

    Bang!

    Wang Yue drew his sword with one hand, causing the mountain to collapse and the earth to crack. The three black men who were struck by the sword light seemed to have suffered a huge impact. They flew straight away, smashed through the wall, and entered the wall for three points before they were alive.  Stopped castration.

    Wang Yue's sword move was almost the same as Shi A's sword move just now, but the effects of the two were completely different.  Seeing how powerful Wang Yue was, the black-blooded warriors around the room immediately understood that their group was difficult to defeat, and they withdrew together.

    At the same time, the dead men outside the door let out a strange cry, which was like the call of a bird.  After a while, fires started to appear all over the courtyard, and soon after, black shadows flew over quickly, and nearly a hundred dead soldiers crowded into the small courtyard outside the door.

    ????????? The leader of the Black Poison Dead Men had been watching outside the door just now. Only then did he understand why Zhang Rang asked him to send out a hundred people to take this man¡¯s head.

    Except for carrying out missions, Black Poison Death Soldiers are not allowed to go out at will and are almost cut off from society. Although they do not know Wang Yue's name, their many years of career as a killer make those who have just seen Wang Yue's power know that this person is absolutely  danger!

    Wang Yue and Shi A walked outside the door one after another. Wang Yue saw nearly a hundred killers in black outside the door. Wang Yue did not dare to relax at all, because he also felt that all of these men in black were  Powerful people, especially a few people, whose martial arts skills are no less than those of his chief disciples.

    "You have good skills, why do you work for traitors? Don't you know that the reason why the world is in chaos and millions of people are miserable is because of the people you work for?"

    Wang Yue's audacious and righteous words did not make any ripples in the hearts of these dead men.  They have no relatives, no names, and no connection with the world.  They simply don¡¯t know what the world is, what loyalty and traitors are, and what officials and thieves are.  Their only meaning of existence is to kill for their masters until the moment they die.

    Wang Yue saw that these men in black were not moved at all, his face suddenly darkened, and he said solemnly to Shi A behind him.

    "Shi Ah, just save your life later. Don't fight them desperately. These men in black are not ordinary people."

    Shi A was a little unbelievable. He knew what his master was capable of. If even he said that, the strength of these men in black must not be underestimated.

    This was also the first time in history that Shi A felt that his life was threatened. He nodded and looked solemnly at the dead men in front of him like a black sea.

    The leader of the Black Poison Dead Men suddenly let out a strange cry, which sounded a murderous song.  The nearly 100 dead soldiers were quickly divided into dozens of groups, either groups of five or six, or groups of three or four, and surrounded and killed Wang Yue and Shi A.  The Black Poison Death Soldiers launched an attack, and Wang Yue and Shi A would not sit still and wait for death.

    Wang Yue shouted loudly. He knew that he could not leave any remaining strength at this time, so he used all his strength and waved his giant sword to meet the two groups of black poisonous dead soldiers who rushed forward first.  These two groups of black soldiers almost occupied all the directions around Wang Yue, and ten daggers were stabbed at Wang Yue from different positions and directions.

    Wang Yue slashed and swept with one move, the giant sword buzzed, and the sword seemed to have a force of ten thousand kilograms. When it hit those daggers, they were immediately thrown away.

    Moreover, the edge of this sword seemed to have an inexplicable momentum, and the wind swept by the sword was also extremely sharp. A strong wind swept by, and all these two groups of black dead soldiers were blown away by the strong wind, and their black clothes were cut by the strong wind.  Broken, blood soon seeped out, dyeing the bodies of these black soldiers who were hit by the strong wind red.

    "Is this the legendary sword energy! There are really amazing people in this world who can cultivate it!"

    The leader of the Black Poison was shocked when he saw it. Although the Black Poison Dead Soldier had no contact with the outside world, he still knew common sense about martial arts.  And they have studied it quite deeply, because it has an effect on their performance of tasks.
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