Tingxia walked the horse, this guy known as the world's number one killer has been praised by countless people because of his fierce record and the mystery of being too legendary. So much so that in my imagination, he should be the kind of monster with a height of two feet, but at this moment, he is just a middle-aged fat man with two heroic eyebrows, ordinary, not much different from ordinary people.

However, although he was a fat man, this person suddenly crawled out of the pool of blood, injured people with a sword, and the momentum of coming to the scene simply made everyone feel an inexplicable pressure.

And his self-reported name is even more known to us. It turns out that the so-called pavilion walking horses is just turning their names upside down.

In that chaotic era, the horses under the pavilion appeared like meteors and disappeared without a trace. Not too many people know his origins, and naturally there is no way to know what his mentorship and path are, but standing in front of him, I can feel a similar aura as me, that is, fierceness.

This kind of ferocious aura can only be emanated from the inside out if there is countless blood on the hands.

Obviously, Tingxia also felt this one thing in common between us. He looked at me in surprise and said, "I don't think you're old, but the demons are very deep, you shouldn't be." Aren't you a lackey of the Six Doors, how can you have such a strong and unmelted fierce aura? ”

I said calmly: "Chen has been roaming the rivers and lakes since he was a teenager, and he appeared on the battlefield in Southern Xinjiang at the age of sixteen to compete with Annan cultivators. For more than ten years, there have been countless eradication of evil, and it is not incomprehensible that there are more dead souls in his hands. But there is still a difference between me and you, that is, your subordinates are always innocent, and every life I kill is deserved. ”

"Ha, ha, ha......"

The world's No. 1 killer couldn't help laughing, holding a black sword in his right hand, holding his chest in his left hand, as if laughing heartache, he shook his head at me and said: "People come to this world, they are inherently guilty, there is nothing innocent or innocent, your vision, after all, can't see through the real world, but just use other people's set of moral standards to bind yourself, which will only make you never grow - for example, you, you feel innocent, but for those who are slaughtered by you, your death, is the greatest consolation for them! ”

I squinted my eyes and said, "So, the one who paid you to kill me should also be my enemy?" ”

Tingxia shook his head helplessly and said: "The news from Jiahe Haiyan, I almost already know, the top ten elders of Maoshan just died, someone found my disciple and asked me to kill you, don't think how secretive this thing is, if I were such an imprudent person, I would not have such a big name, and it is impossible to live until now, in fact, I didn't want to take this business, but now the rivers and lakes are difficult to mix, offending the Maoshan Sect, the world is a little difficult, so before he asked me to kill you, I refused, but today, I finally agreed, do you know what it was for? ”

I looked left and right and asked calmly, "I would like to hear about it." ”

Tingxia pointed to my nose and said, "Because you look down on me so much, you dare to risk your life, do you really think that I can't kill you?" In this world, if I want to kill someone, as long as I am serious, then whoever is targeted by me will not be able to escape the fate of death, so after receiving your provocation, I decided that if I do not kill you, I will not want the title of the number one killer in the world - in this way, you forced me. ”

I pointed at the short sword in my hand, then flipped it over, and said with the sorrow in my heart: "Since you don't want to be an enemy of Maoshan, why do you want to kill Yinghua Zhenren?" ”

The hand of the horse under the pavilion grabbed the air, and the whole restaurant suddenly became chaotic, the surrounding doors and windows were surrounded by mist, and his voice became a little erratic, I subconsciously trance for a moment, at first I didn't listen very thoroughly, and then I heard his end being: "...... I killed you, so what, even you, you're just a dead man! ”

It turns out that this is not going to let me know too much, but is ready to kill me.

Seeing the left hand of the pavilion walking horse in the sky above his head constantly using the seal method, I suddenly thought of a reason, the reason why he said so much to me just now was not because the number one killer loved to talk and was a talker, but because after the first blow that appeared did not work, the method of blood escape came from a long distance, and the cultivation was inevitably a little flawed, so he would talk to me, but I didn't expect my heart to know the answer too much, so I fell for his plan and missed the best opportunity to attack.

And at this moment, he has already recovered most of his cultivation, where will he still hang out with me here, so naturally he will slaughter me quickly and finish the task.

Pavilion walking, is an absolutely competent killer.

After sealing off the restaurant, he began to raise his sword.

This sword of his, full of black gas, seems familiar, I saw that it was not made of gold and wood, and suddenly my heart moved, and I exclaimed: "Impossible, this is my blood-drinking cold light sword!" ”

Yes, that's right, this is the magic sword that has followed me for almost twenty years, and it has never left me since it was handed over to me by Master Yu Mohan of Jinling, until later, I lost it in the Taihang Mountains and fell into the hands of King Wumu.

King Wu Mu once wanted to exchange this sword with me for the dragon beard wood ink essence, but I refused.

The reason why I refused was because I wanted myself to remember such a grudge, and one day, I would come back in person to eradicate this tumor-like Taihang martial artist and take back my own things.

However, at this moment, I saw my sword again, but at this moment it was already unrecognizable, and seeing the full and rich black qi on its sword body, my heart couldn't help but sink, and I suddenly figured out who paid to find a pavilion to kill me, so I said to him: "This sword, isn't it also part of the commission?" ”

As soon as the pavilion shook his body, he had already rushed to me, slashed horizontally with his long sword, and said coldly in his mouth: "For a cultivator, your questions are too many! ”

The sword slashed at my neck, and seeing that my head was about to be taken away, he said: "I'm just a killer, not an encyclopedia, these questions, you can stay on the Yellow Spring and ponder them slowly, right?" ”

Hurry, it's so fast!

This sword disappeared in a flash, there was a lightness that crossed the sight, it originally belonged to me alone, but at the moment in the hands of others, but it was obedient, more powerful than in my grasp that day.

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

It is difficult for people who have never played with a sword to imagine that a person would actually eat the vinegar of a sword, but when people are truly addicted to the world of swords, they will understand such emotions.

I flashed, an iron bridge, volleyed in the air, so that the blade of the sword slashed in front of me, my nose could even smell the familiar breath on the sword, still with a faint bloody aura, still full of demonic energy.

My heart suddenly became angry at that moment.

This anger is not because this person is the murderer of Yinghua Zhenren, but because he has taken away my most beloved sword, a long sword that originally belonged to me alone, and now it is held in the hand of another person without resistance, this feeling is like a woman who should only belong to herself, but she is lying in the arms of others at the moment, and let them love as they want.

What is humiliation, this is humiliation.

Drink!

Just when the negative feelings of my whole person climbed to a certain extreme, I was like a tiger, and I directly pounced on the horse under the pavilion, and used a life-threatening style of fighting with him to fight closely.

One inch is short, one inch is dangerous.

The small sword is several times shorter than the blood-drinking cold light sword, and such an enemy fights, if I look like the usual time, I am afraid that I will be forced by the opponent's sword to have no way to escape, and for a real killer, his sword skills are extremely practical and simple, that is, the move is not far from the point, it has always been fast, accurate, ruthless, and decisive, if you want to fight with such an opponent, if you don't fight for your life, how can you win?

The boy learns swordsmanship, and Ling Yi is a white ape. The beaded robe dragged the brocade belt, and the dagger was inserted into Wu Hong. Originated from the hundred brave, and carried the heroic wind in this life.

The so-called hand-to-hand combat is all about one word -- ruthless.

I clinged to the middle-aged fat man in front of me, the small sword in my hand flew up and down, one moment with his long sword, the next like a poisonous snake out of the cave, constantly looking for opportunities, such a burst of thorns, piercing, picking, wiping, open, grid, ripping, cutting, belting, all kinds of wonderful methods came out, but the pavilion was forced to swim all over the field, trying to distance myself from me, as a result, I was like the entangled woman, constantly sticking to him, just refused to relax.

Such a fierce and brutal style of play made Tingxia Walking, as an assassin, a little unbearable, and finally shook the sword in his hand and fought against me solidly.

Even with the earth shield, I couldn't stop taking a few steps back, and the tiles under my feet spread out like cobwebs in all directions.

The two were eight meters apart, and as soon as they used their toes, they would touch each other again, and the fat man gasped, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said to me: "You are worthy of being a young master who has gained a reputation in recent years, and your methods and fighting spirit are also considered first-class among your peers......"

I was indifferent to this admiration, but stared at the opponent in front of me, and I knew that for such a person, the more I understated, the more ferocious killing moves were brewing.

Sure enough, before the words fell, his body twisted, and it was divided into two, two, four, and sixteen, turning into sixteen identical shadows, rushing towards me from all directions, I shouted, and hit the air with my left palm, and the magic power was present, and all the eight faint shadows close to me were shattered, but at this moment, I heard an extremely light voice in my ears: "King Wumu asked me to say hello to you......"

The omen is rising!

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