Chapter 147: A Swift Knife
"We just made a deal with the Ji family, and we didn't deliberately target you......"
"Ji Wudao, if you want this piece of land in Nancheng District, just take it, let us go, I promise that it will not appear in Jiangcheng again in the future......"
"We can help you deal with the Ji family, we still have a lot of hidden piles in Jiangcheng, which is enough to help you monitor the every move of those people from the Ji family who enter Jiangcheng......"
……
The old man in Tang costume spoke in a hurried tone, and when he said the end, he had a little pleading.
However, the black-clothed masked man named Ji Wudao didn't pay attention to it at all, and still walked towards the old man in Tang costume and the others step by step.
He Jing and the two of them had already hid far away, while Mo Yi beside me was a little trembling at this time, staring at the black-clothed masked man with dead eyes, and his face showed a look of fanaticism.
"Damn, it's him!"
Mo Yi's voice trembled a little, he clenched the black knife in his hand, his pale face showed a little abnormal redness, coughed violently, and muttered: "I wanted to fight him many years ago, but I never had that opportunity, but I didn't expect to meet ...... here."
Mo Yi stepped out, as if he wanted to make a move on the black-clothed masked man.
I grabbed Mo Yi directly by the shoulder and stopped his reckless move.
"Let go!"
Mo Yi turned his head to look at me, a little madness flashed in his eyes, the black knife in his hand trembled slightly, and said quietly: "Don't force me to do it to you!" ”
Damn, the worst fears have happened.
Mo Yi couldn't control his emotions a little, or he didn't even think about controlling it this time, and the violent aura coming out of this bastard thing had even begun to affect my emotions.
I let go of his shoulder, frowned, and said, "Can you calm down?" Lao Tzu came to Nancheng with you, I just didn't want you to run away, what do you mean now? ”
Hearing me say this, Mo Yi glanced at the black-clothed masked man, licked his lips, and said in a deep voice: "You don't understand, I've been looking for him for many years, and I tracked your grandfather before, just to know his whereabouts from your grandfather's mouth......"
"Who is he?" I interrupted Mo Yi's words.
Mo Yi's eyes flickered, and he responded: "I'll tell you after I fight with him once!" ”
After all, Mo Yi still held back, staring at the back of the black-clothed masked man, and stopped walking forward.
And the black-clothed masked man had already made a move at this time, and the old man in Tang costume also knew that he would not escape today, so he no longer continued to plead, and launched an attack on the black-clothed masked man as if he was crazy.
The people around the old man in Tang costume roared and rushed towards the black-clothed masked man one by one, their whole bodies were red, like boiled prawns, and their breath fluctuated violently.
The guy who sneaked up on me and Mo Yi in Dongcheng District before was such a dead soldier, and their posture at this time was clearly trying to rely on their own self-explosion to pull the black-clothed masked man on the road.
"Be careful!" I couldn't help but shout.
I don't know what kind of mood I feel at this time, but I am inexplicably a little worried about the black-clothed masked man, as if I am afraid that he will suffer.
However, my worries are obviously unnecessary!
Before the more than ten people around the old man in Tang costume pounced in front of the black-clothed masked man, they saw the black-clothed masked figure flicker, and more than a dozen afterimages appeared in front of those people in an instant.
"Sneer......"
A series of sharp blades sounded into the flesh, and those guys who were red and ready to explode all trembled violently, and then fell to the ground with a slump.
Their eyebrows, throats, and hearts were pierced, and they were killed at the same time, and their preparations for self-detonation were forcibly interrupted, and they were silent when they fell to the ground.
This scene made the corners of my eyes twitch when I saw it.
What a fast knife!
Not only is it fast, but it seems that other forces burst out at the moment of the knife, otherwise it would be impossible to suppress the self-explosion of those guys in an instant.
If I had encountered such a speed technique, I guess it would have been difficult for me to dodge it.
If you are a disciple, you should be able to fight with such a perverted speed......
"The speed of his knife ......"
I looked at Mo Yi beside me and whispered, "It's not just twenty-four knives in one second, right?" ”
As soon as I said this, I regretted it a little, isn't this fucking stimulating Mo Yi?
"Bang ......"
A continuous muffled sound came from the black-clothed masked man, and the old man in Tang costume looked like crazy, and his cuffs kept flying out of the Dao talisman, like a butterfly wearing flowers, shrouding the black-clothed masked man, constantly exploding, bursting out of flames, like a large number of bombs thrown at the black-clothed masked man.
The flames drowned out the black-clothed masked man, but the old man in Tang costume did not take the opportunity to escape, as if he was completely insane, he suddenly pulled his clothes apart.
His clothes flashed with dense runes, and at the same time, many golden-red runes appeared on his body, like a mad beast, wrapped in golden-red light, rushing towards the black-clothed masked man shrouded in firelight.
I muttered, "Fool, you should have taken the opportunity to run away!" ”
"He can't escape!"
Mo Yi beside him said quietly: "If he dares to escape here with his back to that guy, he will definitely be killed if he can't get out of the edge of the rooftop...... No one dared to turn their backs on that guy's knife! ”
"Fluffy ......"
Another series of explosions came, and the fire that shrouded the black-clothed masked man was even stronger, and the flames soared, enveloping the old man in Tang costume.
Immediately after, a terrible howl came from the firelight, but it didn't last long before it came to an abrupt end.
After a breath, the flame gradually weakened and dissipated.
The black-clothed masked man was unharmed, his hair and clothes were not damaged in the slightest, as if the attack on him by the old man in Tang costume just now had no effect at all.
And at his feet, the old man in Tang costume had fallen in a pool of blood, his eyes were full of anger, his face was unwilling, and blood kept gushing out of his throat and heart, and he couldn't see it.
At this moment, the figure of Mo Yi beside me flickered, and the remnant of the Illusion Dao Dao rushed towards the black-clothed masked man, and it was too late when I wanted to stop it.