The skin on the back of the big man who was still bending over and bowing his head just now suddenly distorted, as if he had suddenly aged dozens of years, and his greasy back suddenly became wrinkled. There seemed to be a soul power in each wrinkle, and the air around the body also trembled. Before the two disciples of the Heavenly Machine Mansion could react, a black mist erupted from the folds of the mountain and went straight to Zhuge .

The male disciple of Tianji Mansion stood between Dahan and Zhuge and was ignored intentionally or unintentionally.

The black mist shot towards Zhuge like countless crossbow arrows, and before the male disciple of the Tianji Mansion in the middle could react, he was shrouded in the black mist, and he collapsed without even letting out a scream. The little child beside the female disciple of Tianji Mansion suddenly stretched out a pair of dirty little hands, and his left hand was directly inserted into the chest of the female disciple of Tianji Mansion, and with the strength of the shock, it was like a leaf being blown up by the wind and flying towards Zhuge Laohua.

The bustling crowd hadn't reacted yet, and the killer didn't care if he would hurt other innocent people. The black mist seemed to carry a violent poison, and the pedestrians who encountered the black mist screamed one after another, and some even died directly. As soon as Zhuge turned his body, he felt a murderous aura stabbing straight towards him like a sharp blade. The hands were in the shape of lotus flowers, and a stream of soul power immediately poured out from the body, turning into a soul shield at the side of the body, blocking the black mist.

The black mist was strongly corrosive, and there was a continuous stinging sound between the soul shield and the mist, and the pungent smell immediately diffused on the long street.

Compared to the soul shield, the black mist was slightly weaker, and although Zhuge was only a soul shield summoned in a hurry, it was more powerful than the killer's carefully prepared killing moves. There are still some remnants of the soul shield. The black mist is gone, and it's all happening at your fingertips. Zhuge retreated. The performance of the child and the strong man just now was so realistic that even Zhuge didn't see through it. Encounter an ambush. Although he was caught off guard and blocked the first assassination, Zhuge dodged cautiously and carefully guarded against the opponent's follow-up attacks.

Such a professional ambush is almost to the extreme, and there will definitely not be only a black mist, Zhuge knows it.

This assassination ambush is simply too professional, and it is even more difficult to guard against than the assassination of stealth behind the back. The person or sect that can do this kind of thing will definitely not be a small force. If there is no more vicious means in the future, it is simply impossible.

While dodging the ambush in front of him, Zhuge Laohua paid attention to the people around him. The direction of retreat beside him is a maid supporting a woman with a big belly walking slowly, the maid is holding a small flower umbrella in her hand, the two are talking and laughing, and the relationship between master and servant is very harmonious. In front of the two of them was a young scholar, walking and looking at the book in his hand. I was about to hit a tree stump on the side of the road, but I didn't even notice it.

Zhuge retreated all the way, and the child penetrated the black mist, and his right arm suddenly stretched out. The five fingers shimmered with a dark light, and at a glance it was clear that it was a nail made of sharp metal, and the nail was smeared with poison. This poison. If you get a trace, I'm afraid you will have to go back to the west. And just now, the female disciple of the Heavenly Machine Mansion had a huge penetrating wound on her chest. The heart has been broken, and the dead cannot die anymore.

One retreat. Retreat. Zhuge Laohua was unwilling to face the killer's sharp weapon, and with a twist of his body, the robe was erected in front of him with a "brush", and the stabbing sound tore apart in Zhuge back, turning into a wall, separating himself from the poor child opposite. A soul power poured into the cheongsam, and the cheongsam seemed to come to life, hugging the child who was rushing over like a living person.

The robe on Zhuge seemed to have turned into a powerful man, "hugging" the child who flew over, closing it, and wrapping the child in the caftan like a pack. Then it was twisted up like clothes by a pair of invisible big hands, and without even screaming, the long shirt was already soaked with blood. Countless pieces of blood and flesh fell out of the cracks in the robe, like a meat grinder, and a child threw it in, and out came countless pieces of flesh.

A few moments after the rabbit fell, the two disciples of the Tianji Mansion died, Zhuge just looked at it coldly, but he didn't want to save it at all. Maybe the killers are waiting for themselves to come to the rescue, and there may be sharper means waiting for them on the other side. Even if it is a little risk, Zhuge is not willing to take it.

The body retreated, and the master and servant behind him couldn't dodge, and they were about to be knocked out of the city by Zhuge .

The little maid screamed, and in a panic, she blocked the small flower umbrella she was holding in front of her. How could the fragile little flower umbrella block the momentum of Zhuge Laohua's thunderous dodge.

No one knows what kind of tattoos Lu Dao Zhuge cultivated, whether it was a tattoo battle or a tattoo, or a tattoo soul master. Because Zhuge Laohua never does it in front of people, every time he strategizes, every important decision of Tianji Mansion is inextricably linked with Zhuge . Every important decision is surprisingly without the slightest omission, and it is precisely for this reason that Zhuge has become the worship of Tianji Mansion, and Tianji Mansion has occupied the treasure land of feng shui in Wufang City, with a bird's-eye view of all beings.

Back then, together with Ma Xiao, he supported a piece of the Tianji Mansion and helped the Tianji Mansion gain a firm foothold in Wufang City, Zhuge had indelible contributions, and it also became a legend on the Soul Lan Continent. But Zhuge was hidden behind Ma Xiao as if he were nothing, and he didn't want to rob Ma Xiao's edge, so the Soul Lan Continent didn't know much about Zhuge things.

Dressed in an elegant robe, Zhuge looked polite and polite like a scholar. The caftan was torn, and Zhuge was wearing a moon-white shirt under the caftan with a big moon character written on it. His body slammed into his back like a huge stone, extremely hard, and he did not dodge the panicked master and servant behind him.

The life and death of others has nothing to do with Zhuge in the slightest, Zhuge has been so indifferent and ruthless all his life.

The moment Zhuge was about to hit the little flower umbrella, the little flower umbrella seemed to suddenly show its fangs from an extremely delicate girl. There are more than a dozen small flowers embroidered on the small flower umbrella, which suddenly rise into the air on the umbrella, and the small flowers scatter and turn into countless petals and scatter. The light of the blade flashed around each petal, like a rainstorm of hidden weapons, spilling down on Zhuge 's back.

As soon as the little flower umbrella was collected, the originally delicate maid screamed, and the small umbrella turned into a spear and stabbed straight into Zhuge 's thigh. Don't be greedy for merit, don't rush forward, only seek to hurt the enemy, not seek to kill with one blow, how terrible such an assassin is, I am afraid that only the immersive Zhuge can know the way.

With a crisp sound of "pop", a thick tentacle suddenly stretched out on Zhuge 's body, wrapped up the small flower umbrella, and slapped it on the two of them, a master and a servant. The frightened pregnant woman seemed to have nothing to do with the assassination, and was also involved in the tentacles, spitting out a mouthful of blood from her mouth, and her body was thrown out of the coffin.

Zhuge didn't stop and continued to retreat. The aggressive sound rang out continuously, and an extra row of crossbow arrows appeared on the ground where Zhuge had just landed, deep into the bluestone, until the end of the feather.

The means of assassination were one after another, but Zhuge dodged them one by one, and he didn't have much difficulty. As if Zhuge knew all the arrangements of the killer in advance, he dealt with it without making any mistakes.

A row of crossbow arrows shrouded Zhuge in his figure and retreat, and when there was no room for it, Zhuge seemed to be not a human, but a wild beast, and a ghost twisted into an incredible angle and dodged the past again.

The pregnant woman who was pulled away by the tentacles happened to land on the way where Zhuge was dodging the crossbow arrows, Zhuge did not hesitate, tiptoe, and stepped directly on the belly of the pregnant woman.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the belly of the pregnant woman exploded at Zhuge feet, and countless wasps flew out of the belly, buzzing at Zhuge at different angles.

Changed, changed again, changed again, the scroll in the scholar's hand shattered, turned into countless butterflies mixed with wasps and flew towards Zhuge in the wasp. In mid-air, castration has been exhausted, there is no room for maneuver, and Zhuge has reached the end of his rope.

A group of people with no inscriptions, only simple soul arts, ambushed a powerhouse of the Soul Lan Continent. Simple, sharp, deadly. There is a kind of bravery in the indifference to human life, and these ordinary people use their lives to complete an ambush and an assassination. Even if they were all dead, they would not retreat.

"The waves of the East China Sea are yellow!" Zhuge shouted, the surrounding space flickered, and began to turn from the air into water ripples, and the resistance suddenly increased, neither wasps nor butterflies could get close quickly. Even began to lose his way around Zhuge , as if there was a labyrinth in the water ripples around Zhuge , and he couldn't find where Zhuge was, and he couldn't find where the object he wanted to attack was.

A monstrous wave rose from the ground, on the long street of Wufang City, with Zhuge as the center, sweeping around. Wherever the waves passed, everything was razed to the ground, and bluestones, dwellings, wasps, butterflies, and crossbow arrows all turned into nothingness. Zhuge Yue's white clothes danced in the whirlpool of the huge waves, and the whole person seemed to be one with the huge waves.

Thousands of feet away from the location of Zhuge Assassination, in a small attic that was not very tall but could look directly at the long street, a man dressed in black and black said gloomily: "Record, Zhuge Lao Hua of Tianji Mansion, double cultivation of magic and martial arts, soul art is like a series of Yunhai Hall in the East China Sea." The ambush failed, and all the twenty-five people who participated in the ambush were killed. ”

"Yes. A person behind him held a pen and recorded quickly, not asking what he wanted, only remembering quickly and doing what he should do.

"Let the others retreat, you can know that Dao Zhuge is the soul technique of the Cloud Sea Palace, and this ambush is already worth it. The man in black said, his hands clutched tightly on the latticework of the attic, and his strong strength penetrated through it.

"Yes. The man in black replied simply, passing the message in the Shadow Gate's own way.

Soon, there were slight changes everywhere in Wufang City, and the silent murderous aura had disappeared unconsciously, leaving only a mess in the long street.

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