Chapter 1147: The Killer's Sneak Attack
"Okay, okay, let's all go back." Ling Chuxi was so disgusted that he waved his hand and said.
"Yes, yes, thank you for not killing." Liu Qingfeng, Wu Tianlang and the others bowed and saluted, preparing to leave.
At this moment, a black figure, like a sharp arrow, flew out of the crowd and stabbed towards Ling Chuxi with a sword. This sword is extremely sudden and extremely tricky.
After Ling Chuxi and the others dealt with the matter of Huifeng Ridge's strength, it was the moment when they were in the most relaxed mood, they didn't expect that someone would suddenly make a move at this time, and this person was too secretive, too ordinary, and didn't attract anyone's attention, so that everyone was stunned for a moment. This person is neither too tall nor too low, neither fat nor thin, and his appearance is even more ordinary to the extreme, and he may be forgotten immediately if he is thrown in the crowd.
There was no superfluous movement in the steps under his feet, just a few steps, and he arrived in front of Ling Chuxi, and the sword in his hand was also unpretentious, very simple, but because of this simplicity, it was even more powerful.
Such a person, Ling Chuxi once saw one in the Southern Xia Kingdom, and everything about them only existed to kill people.
Killer! There is no doubt that this is a professionally trained killer, several times more powerful than the one Ling Chuxi has ever encountered.
Although the belief in killing was seen in his cold and ruthless eyes, no one felt his killing intent. He even restrained his killing intent, and only Ling Chuxi in front of him could feel the coldness from the bottom of his heart.
"Be careful!" Ling Yichen, Lan Xinyu and the others exclaimed in unison.
Ling Yichen and Baili Han hurriedly drew their swords, but they were a few steps away, and it was too late to make a move.
Lan Xinyu was a little closer, but she had just pulled out the golden silk whip, and the person had already arrived in front of her, the golden silk whip was not good at close combat, and it was already a step too late to make a move, and she didn't have time to think about it, Lan Xinyu instinctively stepped forward a few steps in front of Ling Chuxi, and stabbed the whip handle out like a dagger.
The man's feet changed, but he slipped past her like a swimming fish, and went straight to Ling Chuxi, this is the real killer, and he will never waste a trace of strength on others.
At the critical moment, Ling Chuxi's Martial Dao Dan's heart moved, the figure of the person in his eyes who was as fast as an arrow was much slower, and the Falling Dust Sword was also choked out of its sheath.
But at this moment, Ling Chuxi saw that the other party's lips moved slightly, and although no sound came out, the ubiquitous aura in the surrounding air had undergone subtle changes.
That person's speed was suddenly more than doubled, and even Ling Chuxi's Martial Dao Dan Heart was almost difficult to capture. A cold light flashed in that person's eyes, and a thick killing intent finally came out of his body, just in an instant, the whole person underwent earth-shaking changes, whether it was true qi or momentum, it was multiplied.
A strange feeling suddenly surged in Ling Chuxi's chest, this scene of sudden multiplication of strength, it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, familiar and distant, but for a while, Ling Chuxi didn't have time to think about it, because the other party's originally simple and unpretentious long sword actually flashed a dazzling cold light, slid from the side of the falling dust sword, and stabbed towards Ling Chuxi's heart.
The air resounded with a scream in the rapid friction, and at the same time, there was the exclamation of the surrounding crowd. Only then did they wake up, but it was too late.
"Ding!" Seeing that the tip of that person's sword had touched Ling Chuxi's clothes, Su Yizhi and the others' hearts sank, their faces changed drastically, and the hearts of Liu Qingfeng and the others also cooled at the same time.