A figure emerged from the corner of the street, or perhaps he didn't even think to hide. It was a casually dressed man with a beard, a black coat and a light red shirt, which did not seem to be unusual in appearance, but gave people a dangerous air like a jackal.

Erica couldn't help but frown as she watched the man approach.

She recognized the man. Botu, one of the five "fingers" of the Hand Clan, one of the several old immortals who escaped from the Kunlun Secret Realm, is also the most superb swordsman among the five.

She didn't know what the head of the Hand Clan was doing here, but she could think that it wouldn't be as easy as drinking tea and eating dessert.

"Erica Natches, the first-class killer of the Pure Society. Although the old immortal thing can't become a climate, he really has some skills in the teaching of art. As he approached, he snorted, "Look at you, you're better than the best students I've ever taught." I'd love to sit down with him and see what he has to say about it. ”

He called him "old and immortal", but he didn't seem to realize that he, a guy who was hundreds of years old, didn't actually have the qualifications to call him that......

Erica looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

"As for that Richard Lee, several of my colleagues unanimously chose not to startle the snake for the time being." "To be honest, I don't agree with this approach, as if as the years go by, their strength and courage are getting smaller and smaller. It's because you're so hesitant that the opportunity falls into your hands. I'm guessing you're hooked up with him now, right? ”

"Nope." Erica said bluntly, "He has nothing to do with us. ”

"Oh? Are you afraid of drawing him into our war? It's not like your style. Hasn't it always been your policy to 'do whatever it takes to bring down the Hand at all costs'? Since when did you care about other people's lives? ”

Botu paused as he spoke, narrowing his eyes: "Or is this person named Richard Lee different?" ”

Erica was silent, but the dagger on the inner thigh of the group was quietly unsheathed. She's a killer and never leaves her weapon at any time.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he's really pure, or even if it's just a shaflin, it doesn't matter." The Botu grinned, revealing an arrogant, even hideous smile, "I'm fed up with the days of fear and fear, and I'm fed up with having to live for the keel bondage. Deep down, several of us knew that it was just a false eternal life, and that the life that was extended with the help of the dragon bone would one day be exhausted.

But now it's different! Now I am truly eternal, and I have gained the ultimate power that even those bald asses of Kunlun could not imagine! I'm going to kill you here first, then kill your master, and destroy your organization, even Sha Fulin, who shrunk his head and pretended to be a ghost all day long. Then, I'm really in control. ”

Speaking of this, he snorted lightly and looked sideways: "If you have any opinions, you can put them forward now, because soon you will not have this opportunity." ”

Like the rustle of leaves falling to the ground, the thin old figure fell out of nowhere and stepped out into the street.

It was a blind old man, dressed in a black suit, holding a long sword, although he looked old, he was full of indescribable spirit, and he seemed to have the temperament of a master craftsman when he landed.

This is the stick, a master of the true and innocent society, who single-handedly trained Daredevil and Erica's boss.

"I knew you were crazy, Bo Disciple." "But I never thought you'd get to this point. Is it the torture of too many years that has finally broken your last remaining sanity? ”

"I've touched the realm of God, which you can't understand, old thing." Botu snorted and shook his head slightly, "We've been playing a game of cat and mouse with you for so many years, and now it's almost time for the curtain to end." Today, at this very moment. ”

The moment the last sentence fell, the Botu people seemed to disappear in place. In the next second, he was already close to the stick's ear like a ghost, like a cool breeze, and swung his knife at the stick with his bare hand.

Although he didn't expect him to be so fast as a ghost, he was not slow to react with his years of combat experience. With the long sword in his hand, he drove straight into it and stabbed at the heart of the disciple.

There was a muffled sound of something striking, and in an instant, the stickman had already flown out on his back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth exaggeratedly.

Erica was taken aback. In fact, it was not the first time they had dealt with Botu, and in her impression, even if a master of the level of Stick Su was not an opponent of Botu, even if he was defeated, it should be after a fierce exchange of attack and defense.

It's only been a short while, when did the Botu become so strong?

Before she could think about it, Erica also "brushed" the dagger on her leg out of the sheath, and came forward to help with the dagger in her hand. But even her teacher was defeated by one move, and she had no suspense. She only felt that the figure in front of her flickered, and she didn't even see what the Bo disciple had done, and she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and her body was also blasted out, and her hands and feet seemed to be unconscious when she landed.

The Botu stood indifferently as if he hadn't moved at all. He sneered and said, "I said it, the game of cat and mouse is over. Now that I'm not on the same level as you at all, what you call a true and pure society is no different from an ant to me. ”

He's in a strange state, and even Sticks, and Erica, who are sworn enemies, can clearly see it. But in any case, that strength is genuine, and it only takes a little sanity to understand that they have no chance of winning now.

Erica got up on her knees, panting as she held the dagger across her chest: "You go first, I'll come to the back of the palace." ”

The stick snorted, ignoring her, and stubbornly pressed his sword on the ground to try to get up. But it seemed that he was really hurt just now, and the old man vomited a mouthful of blood before he got up, and knelt back again.

The Botu sneered silently, shook slightly, and suddenly reappeared between the two.

"Don't worry," he said, standing between the two of them with his hands behind his back, "none of you can run." ”

Boom!

Before the momentum of the Botu was rendered in place, the blue shockwave burst through the air with a whistling sound and hit the Botu directly. The blue qi wave spread, and the powerful impact enveloped his body all the way backwards for a distance of five or six meters, hitting the wall like a rag.

Richard stood not far away with an energy blaster in his hand, looking at the Botu with a blank expression.

(Thank you for the book friend Wanshui Shuren, 140420231649297, Qiangjie, and chasing the last reward!) ）