Chapter 1508: The prince of blood, so infatuated (67)

  Chapter 1508 The prince of blood, so infatuated (67)

  Su Qiao didn't talk nonsense with him at all, ran his internal force, a little under his feet, and instantly flew away, and the biting sword pierced his neck directly.

"you……"

  The three elders only had time to make a short sound, and before they had time to scream, they fell to the ground.

  A pair of eyes were wide open, and they were full of astonishment and fear.

  Su Qiao shook his sword.

  The blood drop on the sword slipped, and finally passed through the tip of the sword and fell silently on the grass.

   "So many words, so dirty mouth!"

  Don’t know that the villains are all killed by talking too much?

   "Three Elders!"

   "Dad!"

  Others finally reacted and hurriedly surrounded them.

  Blood spurted out suddenly.

  It wasn't until this time that they discovered that the neck of the third elder was cut off by Su Qiao with a sword.

  The body somersault has already been separated.

"he died."

  The faces of several people were very ugly, and the eyes looking at Su Qiao were somber and murderous.

   "Smelly bitch, how dare you kill my dad, I want you to die!"

  The only woman gritted her teeth and stared at Su Qiao fiercely.

   "Heh, not only will I kill him, but I will also solve it with you!"

   "Be careful, everyone, this woman is weird."

  The seven quickly dispersed and surrounded Su Qiao.

  Su Qiao sneered, and rushed towards them after pulling a sword flower.

   "Let you have a good experience of our Chinese martial arts!"

  Aren’t they always on the top, are they self-righteous?

   Isn’t it that you always look down on Huaxia people and laugh at Huaxia people’s martial arts?

   "Transform! Transform quickly!"

  The werewolf’s speed is indeed fast and fierce enough, but in the eyes of Su Qiao, they are just a group of larger wolves.

  With light skills in the body, strong internal strength, and with a sword that cuts iron like mud in his hand, these werewolves were not enough to look at them, and Su Qiao quickly cleaned them up.

   Glancing at the wolf corpses in the courtyard, Su Qiao retracted his sword, turned his head and looked at the man at the courtyard gate calmly.

"came back?"

  Kaiteles was holding a golden vase in which there was a bunch of weird flowers.

  The black flowers stretched enchantingly.

  Poignant, mysterious, yet with a low-key elegance.

  He slowly walked into the yard, as if he hadn’t seen the corpses all over the floor, his dark eyes gleaming with dazzling light.

   "I thought you would help."

When    was halfway through, Su Qiao knew he was back.

   Just unexpectedly, he stood at the gate of the courtyard watching.

   "I just lost my eyes." Kate Leys told the truth.

  Su Qiao squinted at him: "When did you learn to flatter?"

   "I'm telling the truth, you just danced beautifully."

  Cateles doesn’t think he is flattering, he just expresses the true feelings in his heart.

   Su Qiao’s mouth twitched: "I was not dancing just now, but killing."

  I'm afraid it's not blind, right?

  Just now, every sword has a murderous intent, and every sword will be bloody. How does it seem to be dancing?

   "It's killing by the way."

  In his eyes, she was dancing just now, not as beautiful as a real person.

   "..." Well, I don't understand his brain circuit at all.

  Cateles’ eyes fell on the hilt of the golden dragon sword inlaid with blue gems in Su Qiao’s hand: "I think this sword... is very familiar."

  And the way she danced the sword just now, and it seemed to overlap with the figure of a certain Dao waving a sword.

  It's just that the figure is very vague, and I can't see the face clearly, I only vaguely feel that it is her.

  (End of this chapter)