Chapter Thirty-Eight: It's Late at Night
The people on this big night were relatively depressed, and the sacrifice of cultists happened a few days ago, which made people panic, and Wu Mian did not meet anyone along the way.
Seven or eight minutes later, Wu Mian came to Xianxi Road, in front of a building that was still being renovated.
The building, which was started half a year ago and is said to be preparing for the opening of a large supermarket, has now been built on three floors and has not yet been renovated.
According to Wu Mian's induction, Wu Xiaotao should be on the second floor.
"The distance is too far, except for Wu Xiaotao, I can't sense anyone else at all......"
Wu Mian walked around to the back of the supermarket and prepared to go upstairs from the other side.
In the construction site, there are a lot of broken pieces of masonry, and Wu Mian does not dare to take the main road, even if he walks carefully, he still makes some noise, such as seeing a relatively smooth ground before, but he stepped down, clicked, and broke it directly.
What looks like a smooth place is in fact a piece of glass smeared with dirt.
Walking step by step, he finally came to the back of the building, but before he could walk up the stairs, Wu Mian stopped, sniffled, and vaguely smelled the smell of smoke in the air.
Looking at the dark entrance staircase in front of him, he silently clenched the sword of stabbing rain.
Just under the induction of the skill card, Wu Mian could feel a figure hiding behind the door.
After a few days of research, Wu Mian could almost guess the level and state of the other party based on the energy fluctuations on the other person's body.
According to Wu Mian's induction, this should be a martial apprentice.
The other party also seemed to have noticed him, and the energy on his body fluctuated greatly, and he was about to wait for an opportunity to sneak attack......
Wu Mian hesitated and strode towards the door.
Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the staircase, the dormant figure rushed out of the darkness with a dodge, and the long sword in his hand made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and a sword stabbed at Wu Mian's figure.
Zhou Yue was very confident in his sword.
He had already calculated the distance, and adjusted his body to the best state in just a few steps, and between the coordinated movements of the muscles of the whole body, the figure jumped up and forth regularly, and then used the inertia of the body to amplify the strength and speed to the extreme.
This sword is not to mention an ordinary person, even if it is a martial artist, under the sudden attack, he has a great chance of killing him.
Therefore, after hearing someone's footsteps, he did not choose to notify his companions, lest the light of the mobile phone attract his attention, startle the snake, and prepare to kill him with one blow.
But at this moment, I saw a flash of cold light, his arm was light, and the arm holding the sword was cut off by a sword, because the speed of the sword was too fast, and he didn't even feel the slightest pain......
Just as the other party rushed out, Wu Mian had already predicted that the other party might use the Piercing Rain Sword.
Because the other party uses a moon step.
The moon steps pierce the rain, this is a combo.
So when the other party rushed up, Wu Mian directly stopped, clenched the sword of stabbing rain, calmed down, and prepared the ghost cut.
Sure enough, it didn't surprise him.
At the moment when the other party approached him, his footsteps paused slightly, obviously linking the muscle strength of his body through this step.
Wu Mian condensed his mind, looked at the trajectory of the other party's shot, and pulled out such a ghost cut out with his left waist to his right shoulder.
In comparison, Wu Mian's shot was a line slower than the attacker, but his shot was fast, and then he slashed his hand with a sword.
It's not like a sword practiced in the practice room, each sword slashes out a ghost wind, this sword Wu Mian tries his best to restrain his strength, and a sword is silent.
With one successful move, Wu Mian made an improvement at his feet, and stabbed the rain sword with his backhand, directly stabbing the opponent's neck.
In the dark, it is best to aim at the opponent's chest, but Wu Mian is worried that the opponent's screams will disturb his companion, so he directly aimed at his neck.
Although tonight is not a full moon, the light is quite sufficient, and with his own proficient swordsmanship, Wu Mian has a great grasp.
Naturally, the attacker was not a model, but would just stand still and let Wu Mian test.
As Wu Mian took a step, the sense of power oppression came to his face, and his steps couldn't help but take a step back, and when he saw Wu Mian's sword light stabbing at him, he chose to get out of the way for the first time.
It's a pity that I didn't dodge.
Just as his figure was moving sideways, the swordsmanship in Wu Mian's hand was also rapidly fine-tuned.
This feeling is like practicing the car in a straight line, just at high speed, a slight fine-tuning, there is a possibility of a large degree of offset.
It is obviously not easy to control such accuracy when you want to ensure speed.
However, Wu Mian's mastery level is from Lin Hong's body, after absorbing a mysterious power, he deduces to the mastery level by himself, unlike other skills on the skill card, it belongs to the real mastery level.
A sword passed, the accuracy was fine, and it penetrated directly into his throat, and the sword body of more than an inch was deeply submerged into his throat.
And that's not all.
Wu Mian's feet were fixed, and the force points erupted in unison, and with a snort, blood splattered out from the wound and sprinkled on Wu Mian's face and body, a large amount.
Wu Mian was about to make up for the sword with the thorn rain, and the attacker naturally fell to the ground, surging blood, which quickly spread into a beach.
Wu Mian looked at the fallen figure by the moonlight:
This is a rather young figure, it looks about the same age as him, and judging from the speed of the other party, it should also be a martial artist......
Looking at the figure with convulsions all over his body, Wu Mian chuckled in his heart, but he quickly calmed down, it was not the first time he had killed someone, he already had experience.
"How many martial artists have I killed in the past few days!?"
Just when Wu Mian was still complaining, suddenly the skill card flashed, this is an old task: find him, Wu Mian has already completed it, and the rewards are all recorded on the skill card, but there is a reaction at the moment, which reminds him: This person in front of him is really a cultist!?
......
It was late at night.
The moon is in the sky.
On the second floor of the building, two figures were leaning against the wall in a bored chat, one of them was still playing with his mobile phone because he was bored, and a sack was tied to each of them, and there was a faint sound of sobbing.
The prime man on the side was a little upset when he heard this, and kicked directly into the sack: "Cry again, Lao Tzu will kill you!"
The sobbing stopped.
The figure in the bag covered his mouth with his hand, but the choking sound could not be stopped.
The young man playing with his mobile phone was a little unbearable, "Brother Hao, what did you say I was going to kidnap such a little girl?"
"How do I know?"
Brother Hao's heart was a little irritable, and after he took out a cigarette and lit it, the light of the cigarette butt reflected his gloomy face, and the young man on the side didn't dare to ask again.
Brother Hao exhaled a puff of white smoke and slowed down his tone: "Maybe you want to use her as a sacrifice?"
The young man wondered.
There are so many sacrifices, there's no reason to go to the trouble of finding her!?
Brother Hao saw his thoughts, stepped on the cigarette butt, and said lightly: "Her sister is still someone, she seems to be a martial artist, and she killed Liu Chao a few days ago." ”