Chapter 146: The Knife (I)

Man, dead.

A tragic death.

The obese man stared at his eyes, which were already small because of obesity, with blood on his head, sniffing the pungent smell of blood, and staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

He is also a middle-level figure in the Blue Dragon Society, and his knowledge of martial arts methods is not bad.

But......

It was the first time he had seen something so weird.

His subordinates were inexplicably divided into two pieces in front of him, and the weirdness was really chilling.

He's killed!

Torture has also been used!

I have seen the invisible killing methods of Gu worm poison, and I have also seen characters pretending to be gods.

But I have never seen such a strange and cruel scene.

He was sure.

There is no sword qi or anything left on his subordinates, as if the other party is born and old, sick and died.

“!!!”

Even though his face was pale, and the cold sweat that appeared inexplicably behind his back mixed with blood soaked his body was transparent, he took a deep breath, first looked around, and found no one else, then squatted down, squatted on the side of the corpse and began to examine the corpse.

At first glance, the scene was bloody.

At second glance, the corpses were evenly divided, equal to the left and right.

His eyes swept over the wound, and his fingers gently touched the wound, and the man found that the wound was very smooth.

It shows that the opponent was killed by a blow suddenly.

After checking up and down, the other party's performance before the combination made the man come to a terrible conclusion in his heart.

As a subordinate, his martial arts are not bad, and he is also a good hand in the rivers and lakes.

But such a person was killed by someone without knowing it, and even if he died, he didn't know if he was injured. If it weren't for the strange red marks on the other party's face at that time, I was afraid that I would ......

Hiss –

With a gasp, the man slowly closed his eyes.

In my mind, start to think about the process.

The injury is too new.

The wound should be before it.

Suddenly, the scene at the foot of Wudang Mountain came to mind.

People in the rivers and lakes.

Mingjiao.

Wudang Taoist.

There are other decent people.

Who among so many people would make a move on him? And it should be done in full view. Such a terrible martial art, I am afraid that if it is shot, everyone will not react. The object of suspicion was filtered over and over again, and finally settled on the most vigilant and dangerous target arranged in the Blue Dragon Society.

Mingjiao leader, Yue Yuan!

What is this trick?

Swordsmanship?

No!

Swordsmanship can be brutal and ruthless, but under normal circumstances, there is no move to split a person in half, and such a domineering move can only be found in the time of heavy sword.

The only possibility is a knife!

And the knife has to be fast enough! It's so fast that you can't feel it, and you can't notice that you've been stabbed!

Suddenly, a crescent moon flashed in his mind, and without anyone knowing, the other party made a knife.

“……”

The man opened his eyes suddenly, and the fat man's forehead was already drenched in cold sweat, and he was shocked when he imagined it in his mind.

You can't avoid it, you can't escape it. It was as if the knife had cut through time.

This is a warning!

Really.

Those who dare to provoke them as soon as they make a move, and those who dare to rob the property of the Blue Dragon Society are definitely not simple existences.

"No way!"

"I've got to get the word out."

Talking to himself, here, when the fat man was about to make a move, suddenly he was stunned in place.

The forehead is a little upswing.

The center of the eyebrows hurt a little.

“!!!”

The person swallowed saliva involuntarily, his right hand trembled and stretched out, and his fingers gently wiped the itch on his face, where he faintly felt a convex mark.

How so?

The fat all over his body was trembling, and his lips began to turn blue,

The sweat on his face has turned into a stream.

"No!"

"Won't it?"

"When did I get stabbed?"

His eyes were distracted, and the fat man's whole body began to tremble, almost shaking. Endless fear completely enveloped him, both terrifying and doubtful, wondering when he had been tricked. He himself had been hiding and had never seen the Ming Sect Master.

How could it be......

He just imagined the knife in his mind.

Imagine!

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and the word was frozen in my mind.

"Magic Knife!"

As soon as a word came out, the fat man only felt a pain in his eyebrows, and a drop of bright red blood flowed down the bridge of his nose. grinned as if crying, and only had time to climb up a trace of regret in his heart, and the person was already dark in front of him, completely unconscious.

Bloody.

The rain is scattered.

At the col, a trace of smoke and rain is formed in the south of the Yangtze River. 、

It's a pity that no one appreciates this poignant beauty.

……

Wudang.

Mountaintop.

With the great gift of the disciples of the Wudang faction, Yue Yuan and his party finally came to the top of the mountain.

Along the way up the mountain, the Wudang Six Heroes, even the crippled, were sent out to meet them.

This made Yue Yuan's complexion a little strange.

It's a great gift!

It's also a gesture!

Such a performance has demonstrated Zhang Junbao's mind.

Turning his head and glancing at the white-eyed Eagle King who was following behind him, this situation had already made Yue Yuan know that this trip would not be as dull and stable as he imagined.

This gesture is made for others to see.

It was even more for him to see Yue Yuan.

Or maybe it's mixed in with something else.

I can't help but think of the news from Kawanaka that came back a few days ago.

"That's it!"

But today, no matter what, Yue Yuan has only one final result for his move.

Can only succeed.

There is no room for failure.

Raise your head, head high.

His gaze fell on the direction of the True Martial Arts Hall.

There, as the landlord, Zhang Junbao was standing with white hair fluttering and waiting.

It is in the capacity of the head of a religion, not in the posture of a junior.

But no matter what, for Yue Yuan, he will get the dragon slaying knife.

No one could stop him.

No one can.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the wooden box on Hu Qingniu's back behind him had already begun to tremble.

Stage

Zhang Sanfeng quietly looked at the Mingjiao people below, looking at the general appearance of the senior Yue Yuan, but he, the junior, is now showing people with an old image.

The exchange of 'ages' between the two, and the difference in generations makes Zhang Junbao feel ridiculous.

That's when it happened.

A strange feeling crept over me.

"Huh?"

"This feeling ......"

"And the hidden masters?" Moving his gaze, Zhang Junbao's gaze couldn't help but fall in the direction of Hu Qingniu below, but all he saw was a group of masters of the Ming Sect and a strange wooden box on the other party's body.

When Zhang Junbao's gaze fell, the box behind Hu Qingniu had already quieted down and regained its calm.

Only Hu Qingniu was confused.

I was full of doubts about what had just happened.

Looking at the back of his master Yue Yuan, and then at Zhang Sanfeng below the Zhenwu Palace, he subconsciously felt that something seemed to have happened just now.

Inexplicably, he felt as if there was one more person in his Holy Sect's ranks.

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