My Super Beautiful Lady Boss

Chapter 1693: Chapter 1779: Rampant and Unrestrained

When this voice rang out, the faces of the three people suddenly turned terrified, because they had already recognized it. This voice was none other than Su Xuan. After hearing Su Xuan’s voice, several people were somewhat scared out of their wits. To be honest, Su Xuan had left a deep impression on them. The reason they could be so unrestrained was largely due to the rumor that Su Xuan was no longer around.

"You... you’re not dead!"

San looked at Su Xuan, the muscles on his face twitching. He never expected Su Xuan to be alive; this truly exceeded his expectations.

"Heh, you are Zeng Qingjun, nicknamed San! Seems like you were at the end of your rope after bankruptcy and being chased, and then I took you in, yes or no!"

Su Xuan looked at this San, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

"Yes!"

San replied somewhat feebly.

"I’ll give you two choices. Return the Moyun Sword, then sever one of your hands and a foot yourself, and I can spare your life!"

Su Xuan said coldly. These three traitors, according to Hu Shulin, had disposed of many experts from Heroic Manor. Of the Eighteen Sword of Heroic Manor, at least seven swords had been taken, leaving some others destroyed.

"Hahaha... Su Xuan, aren’t you too arrogant? You’re good at fighting, no doubt, but don’t get it wrong. A hungry tiger can’t withstand a pack of wolves. Do you really think you’re still the Manor Master of Heroic Manor?"

The muscles on San’s face twitched as he arrogantly spoke.

"Heh, how courageous!"

"Hmph, so what? There are three of us here, and we each have a Divine Weapon. What can you do to us? Brothers, now that we’re here, let’s send him to Western Heaven together, once and for all!"

San said fiercely.

"Quite brave, but just a bit of a fool, right?"

Su Xuan clapped his hands, then Zhu Yeqing’s body immediately whizzed out, appearing on Su Xuan’s left side. Iron-Backed Bear burst out as if Mount Tai was descending, and Winner was even more fearless. The two-hundred-pound sword in his hand whizzed out and stabbed into the ground with a thud. Yang Yanlang also stepped out holding a long spear. The four experts stood by Su Xuan’s side, and the aura formed at that moment was simply astonishing!

San watched this scene and immediately had a bad feeling, thinking to himself, damn it, why have I never seen these people before?

"Zhu Yeqing, your sword is too crude. Later, grab that Scholar Sword; it’s quite suitable for you. Iron-Backed Bear, the Moyun Sword will suit you well. Yang Yanlang, you’re mainly a spear user, so the Soul Hook Sword can serve as support!"

"What about me?"

Winner looked at Su Xuan and quickly asked, thinking you can’t forget about me.

"Uh..."

Su Xuan was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself, damn it, your sword weighs about two or three hundred pounds, do you really need another one?

"Just wait till next time!"

"Uh... damn you guys, why only three of you came? It’s infuriating!"

Winner said, then his body spun swiftly, his right hand grabbing the iron chain, and then he swept out quickly with a loud boom. That instant, the two-hundred-pound sword hurled toward San, who was shocked in his heart. He hurriedly drew the longsword in his hand, blocking it in front of his chest. However, the immense power directly shook his longsword out of his hand. Su Xuan quickly caught the longsword, giving it a gentle shake. The longsword let out a long, cheerful sound, as if celebrating having rid itself of its despicable Sword Master.

"Winner, cut off all his hands and feet!"

Su Xuan said, and at this time San’s body hit the wall, not yet caught his breath, but Winner had already dashed over like lightning. He swung the big sword and slashed down.

"Ah..."

His legs were instantly severed from his body. At that moment San lost the support of his legs and was about to fall to the ground when he was stepped on the chest by Winner. Then two sword lights whistled past, cutting off his hands, and only then did San fall to the ground, already handless and footless.

"Ahhh..." San let out a series of inhuman screams. He never imagined this person named Winner could be so perverted; his strength had reached a horrifying level.

In reality, the three people weren’t all that formidable. Su Xuan initially valued San because of his ruthlessness, but never expected this shameless person to really consider himself a sword expert.

Only at this moment did San realize how ridiculous he was.

"Yang Yanlang, cut off that pervert’s manhood and feed it to the dogs!" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Su Xuan pointed at the Scholar Sword, who had just said he wanted to sleep with Xue Mengxue. In his heart, he truly found it ironic that such scum could wield the Scholar Sword.

"Wulang Bagua Stick Yang Yanlang, please make your move!"

Yang Yanlang, a man of great formality, could still utter such dramatic words even now.

"You damn fool, shut up! This is exactly the kind of thing I like to do best. Let me handle it!"

Winner said, thrusting his right foot hard against the ground, spinning rapidly, the big sword in his hand thrusting toward the Scholar Sword.

Scholar Sword was startled, the strength and sword in Winner’s hand clearly belonged to someone with very formidable and domineering power.

When this sword thrust at him, he hurriedly raised his longsword to block it, but the powerful force nearly sent his body sliding away.

With a loud crash, Scholar Sword hit the wall, his head striking a piece of tile, which actually cracked open.

"Cough cough... damn, are you even human?"

Scholar Sword felt like he was going to cough up blood. How could this guy be so strong, able to knock him back with one blow, making him puke blood?

"Boy, you’d better castrate yourself, or if my two-hundred-pound sword slips, I might take a leg off you too!"

Winner said arrogantly.

Scholar Sword almost coughed up blood out of anger, thinking to himself, damn you, asking me to castrate myself, why don’t you do it?

"Idiot, come at me!"

Scholar Sword said, immediately launching an attack on Winner. In his view, it was just an oversight before; the Scholar Sword’s swordsmanship still had some skill.

However, unfortunately, he faced Winner, who was no ordinary person. With one swift chop, Winner cut off one of Scholar Sword’s arms, then spun around, thrusting his sword into Scholar Sword’s backside, and the tip emerging from the front, with a testicle.

"Pup, here’s a treat for you!"

Just then, a stray dog actually ran over, and Winner grabbed the item and tossed it out.