Section 492 Shadow (2)

A wide road, the weeds on both sides have withered in the potholes and rocks, more than two zhang on the left, there is a relatively high cliff, on the right is a slope, at a sharp bend, Xiao Ruyun shouted softly to Tang Jing: "Brother Tang, stop near here." ”

"Good. Tang Jing pulled over the carriage, looked at everything in front of him, and jumped out of the carriage.

Stepping over the withered grass, the four of them came to the edge of the sharp bend, Tang Jing looked at the bottom of the cliff and asked, "That's where my aunt fell?"

Xiao Ruyun stood beside Tang Jing, looked at the bottom of the cliff, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and nodded: "Well, it is said that it was because the road was slippery and the carriage was uncontrollable in the rain, so it fell off the cliff, accompanied by the coachman and my mother's personal maid." ”

Wu Yi clasped his hands, looked around, looked down at the bottom of the cliff, and calmly analyzed: "Although it seems to be an accident, the combination of those coincidences at that time does not seem to be a coincidence, let alone an accident. ”

Xiao Ruyun Bingxue is smart, how could she not have thought about it, frowned, looked at Wu Yi, and analyzed puzzledly: "But my mother rarely goes out on weekdays except for going to that temple, let alone asking about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and has no quarrel with others, who wants to harm her? Even if something big happened in Uncle Mu's family at that time, but after all, the chopsticks hand is Shen Moyu, and he can't attack my mother, let alone have a reason to attack my mother." Other than that, I didn't even think about what else I needed to kill my mother. ”

At this moment, a masked man in black, medium stature, with a sword eyebrow, a ponytail, a little white in his hair, a cold gaze with a hint of chill, slightly lowered his head and looked at the road, holding a black long sword in his left hand, the hilt was pitch black and translucent, the style and workmanship were exquisite, and the scabbard was also pitch black, inlaid with several black and blue gems.

The masked man walked lightly, without the slightest sound, and even his breathing was low, and he was a first-class master, walking slowly towards this side.

"Hey, why is that person a little strange?" Tang Wanting, who was looking around, saw the masked man.

The three of them looked over, and looked at the fact that they were likely to be killers, but that calm look was just like a passerby, but if it was really a killer, and he could be so calm, it meant that he must be confident, that deterrent, and that momentum, Tang Jing couldn't help frowning, and carefully told the three of them: "Be careful, this person is not simple." ”

The masked man got closer and closer, and not far in front of the four people, he stopped, raised his eyes like a cold night and looked at the four of them, and looked at Tang Jing with some disdain, and asked in a low voice, "You are Tang Jing?"

As soon as these words came out, the identity of the masked man was beyond doubt, Tang Jing also looked at the masked man, took a few steps forward, and when he returned to the road, he asked with a cold eyebrow: "Who are you?"

Looking at Tang Jing's appearance, the masked man showed a look of appreciation in his eyes, and sneered: "Interesting, you can have such momentum at a young age, and you are indeed worthy of the words of the young castle master of Tangjiabao, I heard that your kung fu is quite good?"

"So-so, passable. Tang Jing replied coldly.

"Oh, yes? Then I'm going to see how so-so. The masked man said lightly, his eyes releasing murderous aura.

"You'll know soon!" Tang Jing said coldly, his hands clenched into fists, making a slight sound.

Looking at the sword in the masked man's hand, Wu Yi frowned, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he whispered to himself: "Could it be that the shadow?"

(Shadow Sword, the thirty-sixth place in the Divine Weapon Rankings, and the ninth place in the Divine Sword Rankings.) The sword is three feet two inches long, weighs fifteen pounds and three taels, the hilt is made of obsidian, the sword body is made of dark iron, the sword body is thin and slender, and the one-third of the sword body near the hilt is jagged, and the gold and broken stones are extremely hard. )

"Squeak—"

With the sound of a slow sword drawing, the masked man pulled out a black sword, like a black shadow, and slashed towards Tang Jing.

Tang Jing's internal strength was condensed, and a pale red true qi was like a flame enveloping Tang Jing, and he flew back a step sideways, dodging a sword picked by the masked man, and slapped the masked man left and right.

The masked man was very fast, his pace was very steady, and he took advantage of the situation to sweep a sword towards Tang Jing.

"Bang Bang"

The sword qi and Tang Jing's palm power docked, and a muffled sound came out.

Tang Jing flew back some distance, his palms gathered in the air, and pushed a fiery red palm force towards the masked man.

(Nightfall)

The masked man flew up, avoiding Tang Jing's palm power, and swung a strong arc-shaped sword qi more than half a zhang wide towards Tang Jing, and he was even more like a dark shadow, rushing towards Tang Jing, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand quickly swung out a fork-shaped sword qi.

Tang Jing's palm had already condensed a fiery red, and he struck towards the arc-shaped sword qi, and at the same time, his body tilted and fell towards the right.

"Bang"

The palm power and sword qi docked in the air, and a powerful true qi surged, spreading with a muffled sound.

When Tang Jing was about to fall to the ground, his right hand slapped on the ground, turned his face up, his feet retreated violently, and his hands were facing the masked man above at the same time, hitting the continuous palm force of Starfall.

Seeing Tang Jing's movements, the masked man hurriedly collected in the air, and drove his body to do a side flip with his feet, avoiding Tang Jing's palm force.

Although Wu Yi has never seen the real curtain shadow, he has also heard of the appearance of the curtain shadow, and he has seen the pattern of the curtain shadow, it must be the curtain shadow is right, in surprise, Wu Yi came back to his senses, and hurriedly shouted at Tang Jing: "Big brother be careful, he may be the shadow swordsman!"

"Shadow Swordsman, who is it?" Tang Wanting glanced at Wu Yi and asked curiously.

"The shadow of the night, there is no trace of murder, he is the shadow swordsman?" Xiao Ruyun had naturally heard the story of the shadow swordsman, looked at Wu Yi and asked, looked back at Tang Jing, and couldn't help frowning, revealing a worried look.

Wu Yi nodded and explained, "Although I don't know the Shadow Swordsman, I know the Shadow Sword, and there will definitely be no mistake in knowing the Shadow Sword. ”

Tang Wanting looked at the surprised appearance of the two, blinked her eyes in confusion, and asked, "Is he very powerful?"

Wu Yi frowned, looking at Tang Jing and the Shadow Swordsman worriedly, and explained to Tang Wanting: "More than 20 years ago, the Shadow Swordsman was famous for his fast sword, known as the shadow of the night, how many heroes of the rivers and lakes were defeated under his Shadow Thirteen Swords, he was already a master on the Heavenly Peerless Ranking more than 20 years ago, but he had disappeared in the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago, but he didn't expect it to appear again now." ”