Chapter 165

Son.

But now hualuoyue, a dusty woman, has come to challenge Zhou Jin. Isn't this... Looking for death?

"Ha ha ha!"

After hearing these words, Zhou Jin seemed to hear a big joke. At the moment, he raised his head and laughed wildly.

What did he hear? The woman in front of me challenged herself and fought to the death?

"Well, Miss Hua, I won't kill you either. I use two fingers. If you can escape one move on my two fingers, even if I lose, if I can't...... hey hey! You and the women behind you all become my concubines, how about?"

Zhou Jin laughed coldly.

"Ha ha ha!"

"OK, OK! This bet is good."

"Elder martial brother Zhou, good job."

Zhou Jin's practice aroused a burst of praise from the disciples around him.

Isn't it humiliating to challenge Zhou Jin with the falling moon? In that case, you have to pay a little.

"Yes!"

Hua Luoyue nodded with a smile, "well... Childe Zhou should watch it. The little woman's sword usually doesn't come out of the scabbard. If it comes out of the scabbard, it will meet with blood."

"Ha ha! Come on! Come on! Little beauty, they all say that it's rare for ten thousand gold to sleep with flowers and the moon. I'm blessed tonight."

Zhou Jin's fat face flushed with excitement.

"Sleep with me? Just you? You're not qualified."

The pupil of the flower falling moon shrinks, and the murderous spirit in his eyes is awe inspiring.

"Yes, I want to sleep with you. Not only you, but also the women behind you will become my toys. Gaga, Gaga..."

The companions behind Hua Luoyue are all beautiful women. How could Zhou Jin let go.

"It depends on whether you have this ability."

The flower falls on the moon and moves the sword in her hand. At this time, her figure disappears in place.

"Hey, hey! Little beauty, come into my brother's arms!"

Zhou Jin pinched his two fingers towards the sword of flowers falling on the moon.

During this clip, murongwei immediately noticed something wrong.

"Miss Hua, show mercy..."

Murong Wei shouted.

But

It's too late.

"Buzz!"

"Pooh!"

As soon as the blood gushed, the flower falling moon had come behind Zhou Jin, and Zhou Jin stood in place, his fingers were pinched out, and his eyes were wide and unbelievable.

"How... Maybe..."

Zhou Jin didn't believe what was happening right now until he died.

"Pooh!"

Blood gushed from all over his body, and his two arms, two legs and head broke away from his body and fell to the ground like stumps.

"Ah..."

Some timid female disciples screamed one by one when they saw this behind the scenes.

"This... This..."

Those male disciples flushed and stared at the pile of stumps.

Even without the power of resistance, he was killed by hualuoyue. Why is this hualuoyue so powerful.

"This sword is called closed moon, ranking seventh in the sword list!"

Hua Luoyue took back the sword and simply said this sentence.

"Closed moon sword?"

Murong Wei understood. It turned out that the sword in Hua Luoyue's hand was called closed moon? No wonder the power is so terrible.

"The seventh best sword in the sword list?"

"How could such a good sword fall into her hand?"

"Yes! It's incredible. Elder martial brother Zhou Jin died like this. He died unjustly."

After the flower falling moon reported the name of the sword in her hand, the disciples around were unwilling to talk about it one by one.

The seventh sword in the sword list is more powerful than the emperor's release! You know, when this sword comes out, even the moonlight has to hide. You can think of the terrible of this sword.

"Villa leader, this battle is not fair. Elder martial brother Zhou is not ready yet. The other party also used the peerless sword of closing the moon."

"Villa leader, this witch is so cunning."

"Please make the decision."

The disciples hugged murongwei with respect one by one.

Murongwei's eyebrows coagulated in the face of the questions and answers of his disciples. On the surface, the battle was indeed unfair. After all, the other party's sword was terrible.

"Murong villa can afford to win and lose. He didn't lose this war unjustly. As a martial artist, he deserved to die by taking the duel as a trifle."

A hoarse voice sounded from Murong villa.

With the sound, everyone in the square looked behind. On the eaves, there was a man in black robe who could not see clearly.

"I've seen the sword master!"

When Murong Wei and the disciples of Murong mountain villa saw this person, they hugged each other respectfully.

"Death sword saint?"

Hua Luoyue's face turned red and raised her head to look up. His eyes were filled with excitement.

"Little girl, I've seen you before!"

The flower falls on the moon, a respected collection.

"Are you recommended by Xiao Yun?"

Death sword Saint asked hoarsely.

"Yes, sir!"

Flowers fall on the moon, a joy in my heart. Sure enough, Xiao Yun is a disciple of the sword saint of death.

"If you want to be my disciple, you can't do it without some real skills. How qualified are you to join me?"

Death sword Saint said indifferently.

As soon as this sentence came out, all the disciples raised their heads to look at the sword saint of death and the falling moon.

"I can sword! I can..."

The flower falling moon heard this and was even more happy.

He only accepts special people as disciples, so he is a special person.

But... Hualuoyue said here, but the words stopped.

"The great God of death sword saint will only accept a group of dusty women as disciples. Interesting, interesting!"

Just when the flower fell on the moon and wanted to continue, a strange man's voice sound was outside the door.

This sentence is clearly a great provocation. The provocative person is even the sword saint of death.

This remark immediately attracted the attention of countless pairs of eyes and looked towards the entrance of the square one by one.

I saw a man in a black robe and a steep stand. He looked like a man in his thirties and forties.

As soon as this man said this, Hua Luoyue's fist crackled. Before Zhou Jin humiliated her, she didn't care, but now this man humiliated the God of death sword saint.

"Who are you?"

Asked the sword saint of death.

"Remnant sword!"

Canjian said: "I came to challenge you." Canjian's simple words showed his intention.