In order to prevent other members from being alert, the three of them were carrying cold weapons. In this case, Zhang Moqian did not dare to be arrogant, and a sharp meteor appeared in his right hand.

He Zijing was holding a short sword in his hand. Zhang Moqian had seen this short sword once and knew it was a treasure in the hand of a long-legged girl. The name of the short sword was Xue Shen.

For experts of their level, using cold weapons in melee combat is often more useful than using guns.

He Zijing, who had just rushed to the second floor, took action instantly before the two men around her took action.

The natural body fragrance floated, and the whole person suddenly accelerated. The darkness in front of her seemed to have no effect on her. She rushed towards the place where the other party was just speaking without any pause, and the speed was extremely fast!

An opponent's snake instructor obviously did not expect that someone would dare to break into the killer's snake nest at this time.

After a brief loss of consciousness, he snorted coldly and rushed towards He Zijing at the same time.

Just a woman, although she couldn't see clearly, her body fragrance was really attractive. She caught her and gave it to the Snake King. When the Snake King got tired of playing, her three brothers were playing. It would be nice to stay in the snake nest and act as new sex toys in the future. The women imprisoned in the snake nest have long been boring.

He is an instructor, a snake instructor. He has been in this snake nest for several years and was an almost invincible person besides the Snake King. So he never thought about failure.

At more than 20 meters, He Zijing and the instructor sprinted towards each other and arrived in a blink of an eye.

Zuo Tu, whose eyes had adapted to the darkness, stared at He Zijing tightly, wanting to see how terrifying the eldest lady of the He family who could suppress herself without any desire to resist was.

Zhang Moqian narrowed his eyes, as if he had heard the rapid frequency of the shaking of the Snow God Sword.

Five meters.

Four meters.

Three meters.

"Zheng!"

The Snow God Sword was unsheathed, and a clear and bright sword light that was so eye-catching that it was lit up instantly.

A holy temperament that made Zuo Tu scared him and almost wanted to escape suddenly exploded with the clear sword light! At that moment, under the sword light, Zuo Tu saw He Zijing's side face, which was beautiful and noble, but made him extremely frightened.

"puff!"

A dull sound that made Zuo Tu's scalp numb.

The clear sword light that instantly illuminated the entire hall disappeared in an instant. The snake instructor was stiff and he was still in place.

He Zijing kept moving forward and headed straight for the luxurious suite.

Zuo Tu walked forward a few steps gently, his face changing bitterly.

The snake instructor standing there only lasted for a second or two, and then his body suddenly cracked from the middle, forming a scene that was absolutely classic if placed in a horror movie, and the two halves of the corpse fell down from left to right.

A sword!

Just a sword.

Zuo Tu looked pale, facing the dead snake instalment body, his eyes were really like seeing a ghost.

The snake instructor who was not stained with blood and killed the snake's nest with one sword. This method not only made Zuo Tu's face pale, but even Zhang Moqian frowned slightly. It was clearly a sword without any murderous intent. The Tianma Xingkong Antelope hung his horns, but the effect caused by the flash of sword light was seen as cruel.

Where did this long-legged girl get such a big anger?

He Zijing walked in the front, keeping her pace, and walked straight to the luxurious suite on the second floor. The snake instructor who was killed by her was obviously unlucky. He seemed to just get up at night, but was split in half by the unstoppable sword light. If there was really a vague underworld, then the guy would definitely feel wronged when he got down. He could kill people even when he went to the toilet, which was too scammed.

Time seems to freeze at this moment!

The shout of the snake instructor who had been killed by He Zijing's sword obviously awakened the remaining two instructors and the Snake King on the third floor, but the other party did not rush out in time and was obviously on guard in secret.

Zhang Moqian remained silent and was not a man at all letting He Zijing walk in front. He looked at the Zuo Tu with a somewhat panic expression, patted him on the shoulder, and indifferently ordered: "Finding those small team leaders and kill them. Isn't it difficult?"

Zuo Tu, who had long been eager to leave but was afraid to turn around, breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had received a general amnesty, nodded and said, "It's not difficult."

After all, he was also a big tiger man around Qingxuan and a great man around the Queen of the Underworld of the Demon City. He was still a sneak attack when dealing with a few ordinary snake nest team leaders. Naturally, it was no problem.

Zhang Moqian nodded calmly, stepped over the body that was split in half under his feet, and smiled and said, "Go."

Zuo Tu nodded, without saying much, and hurried downstairs. At this time, he was extremely scared of the eldest daughter of the He family. Who would have thought that Miss He, who was known as the number one beauty in the Yangtze River Delta, was actually a ruthless master.

Of course, if Zuo Tu knew He Zijing's other identity, he would probably be scared.

Zhang Moqian slowly lit a cigarette, watched Zuo Tu's back disappear, spit out a mouthful of smoke, and followed He Zijing silently. The long-legged girl, who still did not show any murderous aura, looked calm. She walked to the door of the suite and did not push the door with her hand. Her wrist shook, and the Snow God's short sword scabbar in her hand instantly pressed against the door.

"Bang!"

The night was silent, and the dull sound immediately echoed, resounding throughout the floor. Zhang Moqian raised his eyebrows, and the two of them in the room seemed to be confronting He Zijing's scabbard behind the door.

However, in less than five seconds of confrontation, a louder sound rang out again, and the entire door split in an instant, and two figures rushed out at the same time, and rushed towards He Zijing in great tacit understanding.

He Zijing snorted coldly, her movements were free and easy, and she gently tapped her toes on the ground, and her whole body suddenly floated back for a distance.

"Zheng!"

The Snow God Sword suddenly unsheathed!

The sword light was clear, without any murderous intention or any sin. He Zijing's noble temperament that had just been restrained soared again. In the night, with the clear sword light, her figure became more elegant and agile.

The sword light, without a trace of fireworks, suddenly withdrew, and the afterimage disappeared, and the dancing sword light instantly drew into a straight line, stabbing straight towards one of the snake instructors' chest.

In the blink of an eye, the snake instructor who was temporarily abandoned by He Zijing was about to return to the rescue when he was kicked hard by the woman on his shoulder. At the same time, He Zijing successfully leveraged his strength on his body, and his body speed increased again.

The short sword was unstoppable, and the clear sword light suddenly disappeared and penetrated straight into the chest of a snake instructor!

The tip of the sword penetrated through the chest, but the body of the sword was not covered with blood. The blood beads quickly gathered on the tip of the sword and then dripped. A short sword instantly returned to its translucent light.

The same trick!

Her Amanda, who trained her, once told her that killing people is not terrible.

"boom!"

There was a loud roar, and behind He Zijing, at the corner of the second floor leading to the third floor, an ordinary table sprung across the sky, sharp and domineering, directly hitting behind He Zijing.

Zhang Moqian's eyes narrowed, and a decent master finally appeared. This should be the mysterious snake king, right?

He Zijing's face was as calm as water. He suddenly turned around and waved his sword to fight. The sharp sword blade collided with the wooden table, but it was not broken. Under He Zijing's guidance, he roared and smashed directly towards Zhang Moqian.

"Grass!"

Zhang Moqian cursed, this girl definitely did it on purpose.

He took a step back slightly and kicked the wooden table without saying a word, which immediately made it split.

Under the sword light, at that moment, Zhang Moqian seemed to see He Zijing pouting her mouth, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Moqian looked smiling and continued to stand there without saying a word.

"There are very few young people who can have the skills of you."

A calm voice sounded from the entrance of the stairs on the third floor. As soon as the words fell, the originally dark hall was suddenly shrouded in bright lights. A dazzling bright light suddenly lit up, and He Zijing and Zhang Moqian subconsciously closed their eyes.

At the same time, the Snake King took action.

Without a sword in his hand, a Browning pistol appeared in his hand instantly. He pointed the gun at He Zijing, and without saying a word, he instantly pulled the trigger.

In a life-and-death battle, who has the heart to listen to you so much nonsense? He has always tried his best to live.

"Bang!"

Expert!

Zhang Moqian's heart suddenly sank.

Experts can tell if there is any one. It is easy to distinguish between masters and ordinary people. The moment the gunfire sounded, Zhang Moqian was able to confirm that the Snake King was a master, much stronger than the three snake instructors. Without saying a word, his body suddenly rushed towards the Snake King.

"I'll do it myself." He Zijing's voice sounded, still calm.

Zhang Moqian was so amused that he was so amazed that he really stood there and watched the battle with a smile.

He Zijing's body kept dodging with the gunshots. The dagger did not return to the sheath, and his figure was not embarrassed, but became more elegant and elegant.

Its shape is like a stunning geese and a gentle dragon.

Is this the girl talking about?

The Snake King's face was solemn. After one bullet was shot, he did not change the magazine, but rushed towards He Zijing directly. He Zijing's noble temperament became more and more high-end, almost magnificent, and fell down instantly with a gust of fragrant wind!

"Bang!"

One of He Zijing's feet collided with the Snake King's fist. The former's body floated to the ground, and the short sword trembled. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the Snake King who was constantly retreating again.

This is He Zijing's unique style. Once he takes the lead, even if he is injured, he will not stop at all. He will be decisive in killing, move forward without end!
Chapter completed!