Zhao Feixing looked at the scene in front of him, this is on a street, with gray walls and tiles on both sides, this kind of house Zhao Feixing has only seen in the black market, but he heard that it is also this kind of residence. He suspected that it was in a similar place.

A leprosy ghost was coughing incessantly, and he was dressed as a scribe, if not a sickly look, perhaps a humble gentleman.

Although he coughed as if he was about to vomit out his lungs, he sat on the steps with the jar of wine and drank it in large gulps.

Two swordsmen appeared, one black and one white.

When the white one saw the tuberculosis ghost, he just wanted to make a move, but he was pulled by the black one.

"Don't worry, I heard that he has done his best to pass on the true legend of that throwing knife. ”

Bai sneered: "I heard that this person's shot is not in vain. ”

The tuberculosis ghost was unconscious, and drank to himself.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" asked the black leprosper.

But there was no answer.

The cultivation of the two of them is higher than that of the tuberculosis ghost, Zhao Feixing watched their breath rise, it was actually the peak of the golden body realm, and although the tuberculosis ghost had a weak breath, it should also have the cultivation of the golden body realm.

How can a person in the Golden Body Realm drink like this? Zhao Feixing was also speechless.

The black one flicked his sword to the side, and the wind chimes under the eaves not far away broke off and were cut into several pieces in the air.

Zhao Feixing's eyes widened, he almost didn't see the sword aura of the black-clothed swordsman just now, almost invisible.

The black-clothed swordsman said, "It's just a sword in my hand, do you know what I mean?"

"Understand that you are loading coins?" Zhao Feixing on the side complained secretly.

Zhao Feixing saw that the two of them were chattering for a long time, obviously full of killing intent towards the tuberculosis ghost, but he didn't go any further, just watched with a vigilant look.

A child broke the silence, and the child, who didn't know where it came from, suddenly broke into the middle of the three.

The white-clothed swordsman moved, the sword was like a snake, fast as lightning, and he actually took the child's head directly!

But he only took one step forward before staggering and falling to the ground.

Black blood slowly flowed down his throat, soaking the ground.

The black swordsman was silent, as if he hadn't come back to his senses. After a moment, he pressed his hand to the hilt of his sword, but it trembled violently.

Eventually, he struck, and his sword was fast, and soon rested on the leper's neck.

"You, you don't make a move. Black asked in a trembling voice. He turned his head to look at the still crying child, and suddenly felt that everything was not worth it.

"Do you want to die?" the black-clad swordsman asked the tuberculosis ghost.

The leprosy continued to drink, responding with silence. The scene was at a stalemate, only the children were crying.

The black-clothed swordsman held the posture of sealing his throat with a sword for a long time, and finally withdrew his sword. He took two steps back and said, "My brothers shouldn't have come to kill you. ”

Black blood flowed from his mouth, and the black-clothed swordsman fell to the sky, dying silently.

The leprosy continued to drink, but there was a little more sparkle in his confused eyes. He looked at the child, then at the two corpses, and suddenly felt a little more sad.

"The black and white swordsman's fast sword town side, even if it is the Divine Realm, it does not dare to resist easily, but the poison of the Five Poisonous Boys, even if it is the Divine Realm, it has to avoid its edge. The child said word by word, his face still stained with tears, but his voice was no longer a child's voice, hoarse.

"Do you think my poison is fast?" the child asked the tuberculosis ghost.

Snakes, insects, rats, ants, and all kinds of poisons crawl out of the shadows.

The eyes of the tuberculosis ghost suddenly sharpened, and he muttered, "The townspeople ......"

"Yes, I've fed these babies, and you'll be the last. ”

Poisonous insects surrounded the children and the tuberculosis ghosts, but the children were surrounded by beetles, forming a series of defenses, and the tuberculosis ghosts were surrounded by poisons waiting to eat blood and flesh.

"Why?" asked the leper softly.

"For your throwing knife skills. Hand it over, and leave you dead. "The child, that is, the Five Poisons Boy, is hiding behind the poison at the moment, but through the vision of the poison, he can clearly see the movements of the tuberculosis ghost.

"Hahaha, you want it, take it. ”

The leprosy took out a thin booklet, looked at it reluctantly, and threw it out, and the pages were scattered on the ground, revealing words and patterns.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost!" the Five Poison Boy was very impatient.

"Immediately carved into the Evangelist Jade!" he commanded.

The tuberculosis ghost looked at the colorful insects in front of him, and then looked at the paper on the ground, and said with some sadness: "This method is only written down in that booklet. ”

The Five Poison Boy looked at the paper again, and it was already crawling with poisonous insects and contaminated with venom.

"Looks like you really want to die. The Five Poison Boy sneered.

The leprosy ghost looked at the wooden knife in his hand and said, "I promised Ah Qin not to hurt the innocent, but you are not. ”

"You ......" The Five Poison Boy wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it anymore, he had a wooden knife stuck in his throat. A gap appeared in the beetle in front of him, and it was from where the knife entered.

The leprosy ghost pointed the jar of wine at the countless poisons in front of him, and the jar seemed to have a suction force, and sucked all the poisons into the jar, and the amount of poison far exceeded its capacity, but it seemed to be unfilled.

After doing all this, the leprosy summoned back two wooden knives and left with the jar in his hand.

Zhao Feixing looked at the scene in front of him and quickly retreated, and he returned to the Phantom Sea.

After being silent for a moment, Zhao Feixing summoned the scene just now, he watched it repeatedly, and only then did he see that the two shots of the tuberculosis ghost were too fast, killing with one blow, this was not just an ordinary attack, but also a bit of magical power.

Zhao Feixing felt a different power from it, which should be the effect of the Tuberculosis Ghost's flying knife skill itself.

Zhao Feixing carefully replayed the fragments related to the booklet, and from the information he had, he knew that this flying knife combat technique was called "If it is next to each other".

After carefully watching the battle in the Phantom Sea, Zhao Feixing paid attention to the situation in the outside world, Bing Shen had already disposed of the enemy's corpses, and collected all the loot.

He didn't even let go of some weapon fragments, Zhao Feixing knew that this was not his style, and then remembered that he had collected knife fragments before, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Seeing that Bing Shen was well arranged, he didn't bother to go out immediately, anyway, the time inside was different from the outside world, he had just experienced a blow with all his strength, and he had seen the miraculous flying knife stunt of the tuberculosis ghost, it was the time to confirm each other and digest it well.

After pondering for an hour or so, Zhao Feixing withdrew from the phantom sea, he opened his eyes, and saw that Bing Shen was roasting a rabbit that he didn't know where to catch.

"How do you feel when you wake up?" Bing Shen noticed Zhao Feixing's gaze and looked up at him and asked.

"I'm fine, when is it now?" Zhao Feixing asked.

"You've been unconscious for almost half an hour. ”

"Your knife, it is difficult for me to take it in the same realm. Bing Shen gave a high opinion to Zhao Feixing's wave cutting knife.

This is not an ordinary sword intent combat technique, nor is it a simple divine intent attack.

Zhao Feixing didn't mind discussing the wave cutting knife technique with Bing Shen, the two of them were the same kind of people to some extent, and they were also similar in all aspects, so it was easy to trust each other.

"That's right......"

Zhao Feixing suddenly remembered the matter of the little orc girl, he shirked the source of information to the black market, and told Bing Shen about the situation, and the other party listened carefully, but he was not too worried.

Seeing that Bing Shen didn't care very much, Zhao Feixing continued to ask, "Are you going to find something?"

"I'm still looking for it, I had a sense of this side before, but the sense is gone, and I don't know where it is now. ”

Bing Shen sighed, and when he mentioned this, he would always inadvertently show exhaustion.

Zhao Feixing didn't know what Bing Shen was looking for, but he didn't want to say it, so naturally he didn't want to ask.

Zhao Feixing then asked, "I'm going back to the black market, will you go with me?"

"Good. Bing Shen groaned for a moment, and then agreed.

"Let's eat something first. He gave half of the roasted rabbit to Zhao Feixing.