Chapter Two hundred and ninety, the cold

Taking money, working for people, that's what it means to be a killer.

Just when he thought it, he was shocked.

A cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Because, just still be in that breathing in the villa, suddenly disappeared, .

As if he had vanished from the face of the earth, as if all that had happened was his delusion, there was no one in the villa.

But as a great killer, master of the eight realms, there's no way to make a mistake.

But the person actually as if the person disappears from the world general, for a time lets him in the heart a sink.

He was ready to strike with his sword hilt in his hand.

He knew he might have met someone, or he wouldn't have been able to disappear without a trace.

"Who are you? "

Just then, a voice of doubt came from behind him.

Linglong mixed body shock, a body eight border repair for the outbreak of Meng, Hand Grip Sword Handle, ready to leave the body, Meng's turn.

Behind him stood a comely-looking eighteen-nine in casual clothes, standing idly by.

He seemed to be an ordinary man, without a shred of trim on his body. The rain beat on the boy and made him wet all over.

It is Shaonan, to his repair for the villa around the tens of miles away from any wind move, can not escape his eyes.

Although linglong hidden their own breath is very powerful, but still can not escape his eyes.

Linglong looked up and down Shaonan, secretly use repair for induction Shaonan body breath.

But no matter how he sensed it, the only answer was that there was nothing in Shaonan's body.

Just like real people.

But linglong knew that the young man in front of him would never be an ordinary person.

Can Be in his eyes, all of a sudden make oneself unable to sense, and can quietly appear in their own behind.

If this were a normal guy, he'd kill himself with a piece of Tofu.

See linglong did not speak, but looked at themselves.

The corner of the mouth of Shao Nan is tiny heave: "You still calculate good, compare to once those people repair for actual strength, want to go up a lot of, I can give you an opportunity, leave now, I can regard as what did not see. "

Linglong Eyes Tiny, silent half sound, suddenly he grinned: "Your Excellency although I do not know how you repair for, but income money, for people to do things, where there is no reason to retreat without a fight? "

As a master of the killer organization, life killing countless, no matter how encounter powerful opponents, have to go on.

Because that's what they do as killers.

After saying that, he a body eight border repairs for the Meng's eruption, the hand grasps the Sword Hilt, bald pulls out the sword.

A six-foot sword appeared in his hand.

The body of the sword was as white as his unstained white coat.

And at the tip of the sword there was a faint, cold light.

It looks like a sword.

"This sword is called: Han You, accompany me to the South 100 battles, kill countless people, I do not know if you have the strength to block down? "

Linglong with a smile, slowly introduced his cold sword.

In the meantime, "Cold You sword" sword body sends out light white fog, enveloping the whole sword body, in a fog.

At the point of the sword, a cold, as if can make people in the ice and snow, cold bone.

Shao Nan is a little surprised, this sword is really very powerful.

And the material is amazing, absolutely made of very rare cold iron.

And on top of that, there's a lot of killing in it, a lot of killing.

It was a sword that had drunk a lot of blood.

See Shaonan surprised expression, linglong some smug smile: "Your Excellency is also satisfied? You think you really have this ability, can block me? "

He is extremely self-confident to oneself, even if can not see Shaonan's depth, but how?

I have my own sword!

This cold sword of his is a sword that drinks a lot of blood. Even against the nine realms, it has the strength to fight.

Besides, he doesn't even believe that Shaonan can be the nine realms.

Jiujing is what kind of strength, in the whole person China Miu Miu few, God Dragon See head not tail.

He believed that Shaonan was at most the top of the eight realms, or a master of the eight realms just like him.

"Not bad, but if you want to die so bad, go ahead and do it. "

Shaonan is very casual, simply did not put linglong in the heart.

After listening to Linglong, a little bit angry, sneer a voice: "since so, then your Excellency take a fight. "

With that, he moved his feet, his body, and his sword.

A full-scale eruption of the eight realms, making people palpitations.

Almost blink of an eye, they are only a few meters away from Shaonan.

He Meng's Sword Body a lift, Sword Point Straight Stab Shao Nan's chest.

Shaonan looked at the powerful sword and smiled.

This one smiles lets ling long in the mind a surprise, when he is about to stab the body of Shao Nan.

Suddenly, all of a sudden, Shaonan wanted to disappear.

And His sword stabbed directly, but the implied meaning of the sword, but let a few meters in front of the rain, directly scattered.

A straight line through, five meters long all the rain, none can fall to the ground, it is wonderful.

But linglong had no time to enjoy the spectacle.

His hand is cold and quiet, the movement repairs for, the bodily form instantaneous rushes forward.

At the moment of his departure, just stand, a powerful punch, straight, like a Menghu general, hit the rain around are a condensate, not scattered.

If he had hesitated a moment ago, he would have caught every one of them.

Linglong appeared in an instant ten meters away, turned around, eyes dignified to the front, some heart palpitations.

It was a bit of a shock, but if he hadn't been so experienced and responsive, he would have definitely taken the punch.

He could feel the terror in his fist.

If really get hit, although won't let him lose battle strength at this point, but certainly can let him be injured not clear.

"still calculate good, can dodge my this one stroke. " Shao south slightly noded to nod.

The man's strength is not bad, at least the strongest he has ever seen.

Compared to the self-proclaimed South China area famous, the strength of the powerful boundless Xu Haowei to be much stronger.

But it wasn't good enough in front of him.

After saying, do not wait for the opportunity of linglong reaction, body shape again move, speed very quickly toward linglong rush.

Make a fist and run straight to his face.

Fist meaning to the air of the rain are playing the "Zizi" ring.

That's a hell of a punch.

Linglong eyes a gaze, looking at the power of a not vulgar punch, some dignified.

The power contained in this punch, so that he can feel heart palpitations, he absolutely can not believe that Shaonan is an ordinary person.

Or at least equal to him.

Think of here, he that a body of eight border repair for the full outbreak, looking at the punch in the face.

He took the hand of the cold, the cold in the air draw a circle, beautiful and gorgeous, but with inexplicable sword meaning.

Linglong looked indifferent, for this powerful punch is not afraid.

As a killer, the eight realms master of martial arts figures.

He has his own self-confidence, even if you are strong, I am Free Sword, I have no fear.