Chapter 476: Tragic Sword, Tragic Wind and Good (Ask for Subscription)
Night.
Mo Feng and Mr. Nafang were in the backyard of the county guard's mansion.
Drinking in a veranda.
"This Northern County is one of the best cities in the nine northern counties, but I didn't expect that the [Blue Dragon Society] didn't arrange people here."
Mo Feng took a glass of wine and said.
"The structure of the [Blue Dragon Society], I have never figured it out!"
"It stands to reason that they should belong to that mysterious and powerful force, but now they are a little more visible and have become the overlords of the nine northern counties."
Mr. Fang shook his head and said.
"It's a little strange, or maybe it's just for money, then Su Chen may be the agent of the [Blue Dragon Society], giving him the title of the head of the young dragon, so that he can collect the money of the forces of the martial arts in the nine northern counties."
Mo Feng said softly.
"If that's the case, maybe it's in our favor!"
"If you have time, you can visit Wen Yifan, the governor of the nine northern counties, and see if you can contact that Su Chen through him."
The old man surnamed Fang spoke.
"Wen Yifan, it can be regarded as a tragedy, he has been planning for so long to become the governor of the nine northern counties."
"But I didn't expect that there was a [Blue Dragon Society] in the nine northern counties, so that his power was instantly reduced by half, not to mention, and now he can only rely on people's breath."
When it came to Wen Yifan, Mo Feng couldn't help but say.
There was some disdain and pity in the tone.
"Don't underestimate Wen Yifan, he is very tolerant, after taking office, there is no movement at all, but you don't really think that he doesn't have a trace of power in his hands!"
The old man surnamed Fang shook the pu fan in his hand and said.
suddenly
His expression changed, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged butler standing not far away.
At this moment, the middle-aged butler fell to the ground, his eyes were stunned, and his head wanted to look behind him.
He wondered who had attacked him.
It's just that the other party didn't give him a chance.
Kick the body that fell to the ground and kick it directly on the stone pillar not far away.
"Who are you?"
Seeing this, Mo Feng and the old man surnamed Fang stood up at the same time, and Mo Feng shouted at the comer.
As he was drinking, he could also see the appearance of the person who came, a young man with a pale face, walking towards the two of them step by step.
"I am the one who has come to take your life!"
The young man's voice was cold.
"Look for death, kill him for me!"
Seeing this, Mo Feng let out a low snort, and several figures appeared around the courtyard, attacking the young man at the same time.
But when these people were about to attack the young man, the long sword pinned to the young man's waist stabbed out in an instant.
In the darkness, several rays of light flashed.
The attacker of the youth clutched himself by the throat and fell to the ground.
They were all slashed in the throat by a sword from the youth.
"Are you from the [Blue Dragon Society]?"
Seeing this, Mo Feng frowned.
There are many swordsmen in the [Green Dragon Society], among which Ah Fei and Jing Wusheng's swordsmanship is very fast, so the first thought in Mo Feng's mind is someone from the [Blue Dragon Society].
"You dug up Xiao Beiyi's grave, did you take anything from him?"
The person who came did not answer Mo Feng's words, but asked.
"Something?"
Hearing the words of the visitor, Mo Feng and the old man surnamed Fang glanced at each other and said.
"We just looked at each other's scars and didn't see anything?"
Mo Feng said.
The eyes were staring at the person who came, the breath on the other party's body was restrained, and the butler who had just killed him did not use the slightest strength in his body, just by virtue of the speed of the sword in his hand, he killed his butler and the person who had just besieged him.
So he has no way of knowing the strength of the other party.
"That means it's useless to keep you!"
The person who came said in a very cold voice.
"It's arrogant, you think you can kill us."
"Don't you feel something in the air around you?"
"Is the qi and blood in your body already circulating badly?"
Mr. Fang, who was holding a fan, spoke.
The old man surnamed Fang was born Fang Muhe, who was good at using poison, and just when the young man appeared, he planted poison around him.
Now the toxin is permeating the entire compound.
The young man said so much and inhaled a lot of toxins.
Ahem!
As he finished speaking, the young man began to cough, and he took out a white handkerchief from his bosom and covered his mouth, which was stained with dark red blood.
Seeing this, Mo Feng's eyes became gloomy.
"It seems that you are poisoned, just like you, I don't know if you can go through a few tricks in my hands!"
As Mo Feng spoke, his body jumped, his palm stretched out into a claw, and a cold aura filled his fingertips, grabbing towards the young man's head.
It's extremely fast, and the claws are fierce.
In the face of the young man who attacked him, his expression did not change in the slightest, and when he approached, the young man's eyes flashed coldly, and the long sword inserted in his waist instantly stabbed out.
The sword light penetrated the shadow of the claw, like a thin bamboo, and plunged into the throat of the ink wind.
The terrifying sword light made the ink wind boy Kong Meng reluctantly shrink, and an incomparable sense of surprise instantly surged all over his body.
He tried to retreat, forcibly twisting his body.
But the other party's sword light seemed to know the direction of his body twisting, waiting for him there.
Laugh at!
The sword light plunged directly into his throat
"I didn't expect that I didn't use too much of my strength to solve you, it's really disappointing!"
The moment his throat was pierced, he heard the sigh of the young man who shot it.
The other side
The old man surnamed Fang's face changed, his body jumped, and several black rays of light flew out of the pu fan in his hand, shooting towards the other party.
Bell, bell, bell
It's just that these bursts of black light shot out, all of which were blocked by the opponent's long sword.
thump
At this time, Mo Feng's body, which had been pierced through his throat, fell to the ground.
The old man surnamed Fang who jumped out appeared next to Mo Feng's corpse, looking at Mo Feng's corpse, his eyes looking at the young man opposite.
"You killed him!"
"Who the hell are you? Why you weren't poisoned. ”
The old man surnamed Fang asked in a low roar.
"Desecrate the corpse of the Lord of the Xiao Alliance, you all deserve to die!"
"Also, who am I, my name is sad and good."
The pale-faced young man said in a deep voice.
"Sadness and goodness, the sorrowful sword among the three sword masters under the seat of the leader of the World Alliance, sorrowful and good!"
As soon as Sadness Feng Shan signed up, the face of the old man surnamed Fang changed.
The body turned around and fled directly.
He is not a good opponent.
It's just that he's just going backwards.
The sad wind in front of him flashed, as if teleporting, appeared in front of him.
The old man's face changed greatly,
"I don't know about the matter of Lord Xiao, you let me live!"
He begged for mercy.
It's just that when the words of begging for mercy fell, he slapped his palms out.
"Sky Wolf Poison Killer Palm!"
Boom Boom!
Just begging for mercy just wanted to buy time for himself, and people who know the sadness and kindness know that this person is ruthless and will not care about his begging for mercy.
The palm of his hand slapped out a dark green energy and blasted towards the opponent's body.
It's just that when his hand shadow was close to the sad wind, it was all blocked by the sword light, and his palm was painful, covered with blood.
"You!"
The old man surnamed Fang was full of horror,
When he made a move, he didn't hurt the other party at all, and the opponent's sword qi also pierced his palm.
As he was terrified, a sword light pierced his heart.