Beauty's Evil Bodyguard

It was as if the sword had descended from the heavens, and the brilliant light was like a jade belt in the sky.    

    

However, this jade carried a thick aura of death and a sharp murderous aura.    

    

Facing Martial God's terrifying sword strike, the yard master's pupils instantly contracted into the most dangerous needle-like shape.    

    

At this moment, he smelled a trace of death and instinctively retreated!    

    

At the same time, the sword in Martial God's hand also fell at this moment.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

"Kacha!    

    

The dull sound was like a muffled thunder in the sky. It was exceptionally ear-piercing!    

    

Although the yard master had hidden himself, Very quickly, he was able to avoid the sharp edge of the sword in time. However, the sharp sword Qi was like a bloodthirsty beast that had fallen into a violent rage. It swept toward the yard master at a terrifying speed!    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

The sharp sword Qi landed on the yard master's body. A wound that was more than ten centimeters long appeared on his chest. Crimson blood gushed out crazily from his body as if it was free.    

    

Xue Chen and the others couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene.    

    

This sword strike was terrifying. If the yard master hadn't dodged it quickly and his strength was comparable to a Unification Stage warrior in Huaxia, this sword strike would have made him lose all of his combat strength even if he couldn't kill the yard master. He would have become a fish on a chopping board and be slaughtered.    

    

Ba Yong and Jia Cuo didn't expect Martial God's sword strike to be so terrifying, causing them to be slightly dazed.    

    

The most taboo thing in a battle between the two was to be distracted and distracted!    

    

Especially Unification Stage warriors like Martial God, they were even more afraid of this.    

    

After all, at their level, losing one move in a second was very likely to cost them their lives.    

    

Just as Ba Yong and Jia Cuo were lost in their thoughts, Martial God moved again. He held a sharp sword in his hand like a majestic war god.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

As if it was just a single step, Martial God arrived not far away from Jia Cuo. The sharp sword in his hand slashed at Jia Cuo.    

    

Martial God and Jia Cuo knew each other. At the same time, he also knew that in terms of strength, Jia Cuo was definitely stronger than Ba Yong.    

    

Therefore, he wanted to deal with Jia Cuo first, even if he could not kill him. It was a good thing he was badly hurt.    

    

In the next moment, Jia Cuo immediately came back to his senses. His face was filled with shock and fear as he quickly dodged to the side.    

    

Jia Cuo dodged faster than the yard master. At the same time, he was much faster than the yard master. The moment Martial God raised the sharp sword in his hand and slashed down, Jia Cuo seemed to have escaped. As a result, he was only slightly injured by the sword Qi. He was not as miserable as the yard master.    

    

Even so, it made Jia Cuo's heart twitch uncontrollably. At the same time, his heart was filled with joy.    

    

Luckily, he reacted in time and ran fast enough. Otherwise, Martial God's sword strike would have been enough to take his life!    

    

Martial God saw that Jia Cuo had escaped, so he did not chase after him.    

    

He knew that there was no point in continuing the chase now. After all, Jia Cuo had reacted, and this strike would definitely wake Ba Yong up.    

    

Even if he went after Jia Cuo, it would only attract Ba Yong's help. At that time, he might not be able to injure him severely, let alone kill him.    

    

Even so, Jia Cuo and the other two slowly turned from angry to fearful when they looked at Martial God.    

    

They knew that Martial God was very strong, but they never thought that Martial God would be able to fight the three of them alone. Not only did he not fall into a disadvantageous position, he even seriously injured the yard master!    

    

"The three of you are nothing more than this." Martial God said neither lightly nor heavily, "No wonder you have been hiding for so long."    

    

"Especially you, Master. After so many years, you have not improved at all."    

    

Martial God sighed as he spoke, as if he was feeling sorry for Jia Cuo for so many years.    

    

After hearing Martial God's words, Jia Cuo's face suddenly turned green and white.    

    

In terms of age, Martial God was definitely not as old as him. In terms of experience, Martial God was definitely not as broad as him, but in terms of strength, he had to admit that he was inferior.    

    

"Benefactor Xue, we've been separated for dozens of years. Your kung fu has not been pulled down at all!" Jia Cuo did not entangle himself with Martial God's matter of strength. "In fact, it is even better than back then!"    

    

"This means that I have not lived to a dog for so many years, right?"    

    

Jia Cuo's expression changed slightly when he heard this. Martial God had mocked him for so many years and lived to the dog body.    

    

Although he knew that Martial God was mocking him, Jia Cuo had no idea what to do.    

    

Martial God was much stronger than him. At the same time, Martial God definitely had the right to say something like this.    

    

After his eyes sparkled, Jia Cuo took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the anger in his heart. "Almsgiver Xue, although you are strong, I think this is your limit."    

    

"Won't you know if you keep trying?" Martial God said casually.    

    

Jia Cuo didn't say anything immediately. He stared at Martial God's face, as if he was trying to figure out something.    

    

However, he was disappointed. Martial God appeared extremely calm, as if he was a lake without any ripples. He also looked like a deep and lofty mountain, making one unable to see through his depth.    

    

In the next moment, Jia Cuo turned his head and looked at the yard master. "You should be able to fight again, right?"    

    

Jia Cuo's eyes slowly fell on the yard master's chest. More accurately, it was the wound on the yard master's chest.    

    

The yard master spat out a breath of sulk. Then, he stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. "Of course, we can still fight. This small injury will not take my life!"    

    

The three of them joined hands to form an alliance. It was the yard master who suggested this. If he retreated at this time, Ba Yong and Jia Cuo would most likely leave as well.    

    

After all, the three of them were no match for Martial God, let alone the two of them.    

    

Besides, if they retreated now, Martial God would be the one waiting for them to defeat them one by one. Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, the yard master would not choose to retreat.    

    

After hearing the yard master say that he could continue fighting, Jia Cuo slowly turned his eyes back to Martial God. "Almsgiver Xue, let the three of us have a good taste of your skills. Let's see how strong the descendants of the First Emperor are!"    

    

"As you wish!"    

    

After hearing Martial God's words, Jia Cuo's old face immediately turned gloomy. "Almsgiver Xue, it looks like you won't cry until you see the coffin!"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, the beads in Jia Cuo's hand tightened. It was like a sharp whip!    

    

In the next moment, Jia Cuo moved.    

    

The yard master had attacked first to give him and Ba Yong a chance to kill or heavily injure Martial God.    

    

Unfortunately, now that the yard master was injured, it was definitely not a wise decision to let the yard master take the lead.    

    

Therefore, Jia Cuo took the lead this time.    

    

In just a breath's time, Jia Cuo arrived in front of Martial God. The beads in his hand seemed to have been given life. He whipped at Martial God with a terrifying momentum.    

    

Martial God didn't dare to be careless in the face of Jia Cuo's beads.    

    

After all, this was Jia Cuo, a Unification Stage warrior. His attack was no small matter.    

    

The rosary beads lashed out, causing the surrounding air to freeze. After the rosary beads hit the ground, a cracking sound was heard.    

    

Facing Jia Cuo's fierce attack, Martial God immediately raised the sharp sword in his hand to block above his head.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

A crisp sound suddenly rang out. At the same time, the sharp sword in Martial God's hand trembled slightly. If one observed carefully, one would notice that the moment the bead fell, Martial God's right hand trembled slightly.    

    

Although it only shook once, it did shake.    

    

Jia Cuo saw that his attack was useless. He hurriedly put away the bead and retreated with a whistle.    

    

His mission was to attack, and the rest was to leave it to the yard master and Ba Yong.    

    

As soon as Jia Cuo retreated, Ba Yong and the yard master suddenly appeared.    

    

Ba Yong, who was carrying the tiger finger, completely ignored the sharp sword in Martial God's hand. His iron fist was like two mountains, smashing towards Martial God.    

    

If the sharp sword in Martial God's hand was a Flexible Sword, then Ba Yong would still be afraid.    

    

Everyone knew that the Flexible Sword could entangle the enemy's wrist and cut it!    

    

But the hard sword could not do this. If Martial God wanted to block these two punches, he would either use his sword or dodge.    

    

But could Martial God dodge?    

    

In the next moment, Martial God quickly slashed out the sharp sword in his hand, forcing Ba Yong to retreat.    

    

At this moment, the yard master appeared beside Martial God like a phantom. At the same time, a golden dagger appeared in his hand. It looked very strange.    

    

"Sou!"    

    

The golden dagger was like a deadly blade, rushing towards Martial God's heart.    

    

Facing the swift and shocking thrust of the yard master, Martial God let out a muffled groan and stepped on the Eight Trigrams. With a sway, he dodged the fatal stab.    

    

The manor master seemed to know that his stab would not be able to hurt Martial God, let alone kill Martial God. He quickly turned the dagger in his hand, and at the same time, he seemed to have used a rope to hold it. Immediately, he began to spin and attack Martial God again.    

    

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"    

    

The dagger cut through the air and made a piercing sound.    

    

"Scram!" Martial God suddenly shouted. He leaned back and kicked out with his right leg.    

    

"Sou!"    

    

A leg shadow that seemed like an illusion suddenly flashed, and then the yard master quickly retreated!    

    

In the next moment, the rosary bead in Jia Cuo's hand came with the wind and whipped violently at Martial God's chest.