Legend of Swordsman Chapter 591: Jian Wushuang, where are you!

Jianhoufu, on the huge school ground, a large number of people of Jianhoufu stand there, headed by Jianxinhong, the chief of Jianhoufu, and many elders. Among the crowd, There is a beautiful woman, this woman is Jianmeng.

But whether it is Jianxinhong or Jianmeng, or even all the people of Jianhoufu, their faces are extremely pale at this moment.

Every gaze, staring with fear, anger, and resentment on the high ground of the school yard, a monster man sitting on the floor.

The demon man in a blood robe, looking like a demon, is passing over a famous Jianhoufu clan with a playful smile.

"Jian Xinhong, three days have passed. Have you thought about it?"

The eyes of the strange man in the blood robe solidified on Jian Xinhong's body, and the cold voice resounded on the school ground, "Say, where is that ancestral land?"

Jian Xinhong took a deep breath, looked up at the strange man in the blood robe, shook his head slowly, and solemnly said, "I don't know!"

"Don't know?"

The man in the blood robe demon looks cold and bangs! A monstrous breath rose sharply, oppressing the past directly towards Jian Xinhong.

The breath radiated by this man in the blood robe demon is actually only the level of the Baxiao Realm, but for Jian Xinhong who has just broken through the dark realm not long ago, it is a super existence like a god.

A little bit of breath spread out randomly by this blood robe demon man, makes Jian Xinhong feel that the whole world is oppressed.

Stop!

Jian Xinhong couldn't control his body at all. Although he was unwilling and angry, his legs fell down uncontrollably, and he knelt down in front of the blood-robed man, even his head was oppressed. It went down and touched the ground.

His mouth is also full of blood, and under the pressure of this breath, his internal organs feel like he has shifted.

"Devil!"

"This devil!"

"Asshole!"

Many of the people around Jianhoufu saw their own owners forced to kneel down and suffered such great shame.

But no matter how angry they can't do anything, that sense of reason tells them to bear it, only bear it!

The person in front of them is not what they can fight at all. Even if the power of the entire Jianhoufu is gathered, he will not hurt the man in the blood robe demon.

"Jian Xinhong!"

The man in the blood robe monster speaks again, but his voice becomes indifferent. "You Jianhou Mansion, anyway, is also the only descendant of the sword ancestor's vein. As the owner of Jianhou Mansion, do you not know yet? Where is the ancestral land? "

"I, I" Jian Xinhong knelt down, his forehead touching the ground, and intermittent sounds came out of his mouth, "I really don't know, even if I knew, I would never tell you!"

"Really? Is it really boney?" The man in the blood robe smirked, and the next moment, the pressure that was already incredible to Jian Xinhong, soared again.

This time, Jian Xinhong was lying on the ground under oppression. Blood flowed from the pores in his body, causing him to become a **** person instantly. The unprecedented pain caused Jian Xinhong to pass out. .

"Hum, waste! Returning the ancestor of the sword? It's no different from an ant."

The man in the blood robe sneered. He felt room for oppression when he was oppressed. Although Jian Xinhong passed out, he would not die there. After all, he is the owner of Jianhou House. It is most likely that only that ancestral land is located, he has not planned to kill Jian Xinhong in this way.

"You!" the strange man in the blood robe pointed to an elder in Jianhoufu, "said, where is that ancestral land?"

"I don't know." The elder clenched his teeth and slowly shook his head.

But as soon as his words fell, he saw the blood-robed strange man waving his hand in vain, and immediately a dark green poisonous snake threw it out.

This poisonous snake is actually a dark green long whip, but there are dark green sharp scales on the edge of the long whip. With the fling of the man in the blood robe, this dark green whip immediately slams there. On the body of the elder Jianhoufu, the elder wowed a large mouthful of blood, and his body was pumped out fiercely, was pumped to the edge of the school yard, and eventually hit the stone wall.

"Elder Shadow!"

Seeing this scene, many people in Jianhoufu exclaimed.

"Asshole, I fight with you!"

A burly tribe stepped out with a roar, waved the huge axe in his hand, and fiercely slashed at the blood-robed strange man.

"Don't!" Someone around spoke to dissuade him, but it was too late.

This tribe has already shot, and the blood robe demon strange man has also shot.

Oh!

The dark green whip passed directly through the heart of this burly man, killing it instantly.

"No!"

The crowd burst into shouts, but the burly man had been killed.

"You, come here!"

The man in the blood robe monster stretched out his finger again and pointed at one of the crowd, and the person he was pointing at was actually Jianmeng!

"Don't you hear me?" The blood-robed demon man spoke again, with a hint of evil charm.

Jianmeng, who had a pale face, shook her figure. She lifted her head to reveal her beautiful face, but at this moment her face was a collection of fear, anger, despair, and madness. Difficult stride, three steps before stopping.

The strange man in the blood robe stared at Jian Menger and saw Jian Menger's beautiful face. He couldn't help licking his lips, but then coldly ordered: "Undress."

Jian Meng'er looked up in horror, and there was a struggle in his eyes.

But the blood-robed demon strange man obviously didn't have that much patience. When Jianmeng didn't move, he waved the dark green whip and rushed out again. This dark green whip was not swept towards Jianmeng It was a girl who looked a year or two behind Chao Jianmeng and had just learned to walk.

The dark green whip passed by the girl's right hand, and the girl's right arm was cut off immediately.

"Wow!"

The girl's arm was severed, and the girl cried immediately.

"Liner!"

Jiang Menger saw this scene and was stunned immediately!

That girl is her daughter!

"Undress, or her head will be cut off next time." The blood-robed strange man looked aloof, with a bit of evil.

"I take off! Take off!"

Jian Menger smiled horribly, and the anger, terror, and madness of the desperate beauty had all disappeared, and some, just despair, deep despair.

The palm of her hand unconsciously pulls the clothes off slowly.

Her gaze also became empty and apathetic.

However, in this hollow, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

The figure once became a nightmare in her heart, making her linger for so many years.

But now, in such despair, she couldn't help thinking of the man in her head.

Finally, this despair has erupted completely.

"Sword Warriors!"

"Sword Warriors!"

"Sword Warriors!"

"Where are you!"

"Where the **** are you!"