Seeing that Zhao Shirong was about to be hit by a flying knife, the black shadow not only did not have a trace of excitement on his face, but showed an extremely nervous expression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He stood on tiptoe, not advancing but retreating, and swept backwards with all his might.

What he was afraid of was not Zhao Shirong's dying counterattack, but the transparent flying knife! The transparent flying knife that he shot out himself!

This flying knife is carved from Beihai glazed ice, soaked in the blood of the purple sea snake for three years, extremely sharp, highly poisonous, hidden and invisible, and fragile!

This throwing knife is so poisonous that it can only dodge and not block, because no matter what weapon you use, whether it is rigid or soft, soft or hard, as long as you block it in front of it, it will be smashed to pieces. After an ordinary hidden weapon is shattered, it will naturally lose its threat, but this flying knife is completely different.

After the flying knife is shattered, it will turn into thousands of sharp fragments, **** out in all directions, each fragment is like a kiss of death, just a light dip, can drag people into the boundless hell!

This flying knife was developed by his master after three generations, and so far, it has only been used twice in the rivers and lakes, and both times have achieved extremely brilliant results.

Today, with Zhao Shirong, in his opinion, there is already a bit of a fuss!

There was cruelty and curiosity in the eyes of the black shadow, this kind of secret weapon was also the first time he used it, he wanted to take a closer look, how gorgeous this flying knife was!

Zhao Shirong was in mid-air, there was no way to borrow strength, it was impossible to dodge again, and the two flowing clouds and water sleeves were corroded by seven silver lights, and it was a daydream to block them, and he was about to die under the flying knife.

At this moment, a black liquid suddenly came from a distance and happened to smash on the tip of the transparent flying knife.

The transparent flying knife suddenly turned into thousands of fragments and went out in all directions, just like fireworks in the night sky!

Unexpectedly, this black liquid was stirred by the flying knife, and in an instant, it turned into a dark black water curtain, enveloping these thousands of fragments, as if the eternal darkness engulfed the fireworks!

This layer of black water curtain seems to be extremely thin and transparent, weak and can't help the wind, but in fact it is extremely tough and full of viscosity, and it actually sticks all the thousands of fragments into the water curtain, and then quickly shrinks, turning into a mass of black liquid, and then it falls to the ground.

The cruelty and curiosity in the dark shadow's eyes were gone, leaving only a look of shock.

He never expected that this kind of secret weapon would also be broken, so he stood motionless and muttered, "How... How... How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible in this world!" a hearty voice came from a distance, and a rough man with a full beard strode over.

"Sima Chaoqun!" the black shadow gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to secretly collude with people in the same vein as the rivers and lakes, are you really not afraid that I will tell you about this?"

Sima Chaoqun looked up to the sky and laughed, pointed to the black shadow and said, "Ye Qiwu, as long as you are not afraid of the Thunderbolt Hall and the Fire God Temple knowing how their people died, just say it!"

The Lei family of Perak Hall is named after fingering, and the nine fingerings in the hall are the most expensive martial arts on the rivers and lakes, and none of them are under Baicheng's "Sky Fingering"!

Among these nine fingerings, the most famous is the "Thunder Nine Days" fingering. However, this kind of fingering is also extremely difficult to practice, only three disciples of the Lei family's generation have practiced this fingering, and Lei Juan is the one with the deepest cultivation. As a result, he became one of the candidates to be the next generation of Perak Hall owners.

It's a pity that he died three years ago, and his body was found in the area of Yandang Mountain, and the body was full of small wounds, and the murderer has not yet been brought to justice.

The Fire Temple is one of the seven major sects of the Song Kingdom, and its head disciple Zhao Lingyan went to Xiaohan Mountain two years ago to ask for relatives, but died on the road, and the death method is no different from the thunder scroll, which caused an uproar in both countries.

Ye Qiwu was silent, turned around and left the place, and said another word.

Zhao Shirong exhaled lightly and said, "Brother Sima, I don't dare to thank you, little sister will be rewarded in the future!"

Sima Chaoqun smiled and said, "Miss Zhao, the matter of repaying the favor will not be mentioned in the future, I just came out for a walk at night without anything to do, and I just happened to see that some people are not pleasing to the eye!"

Zhao Shirong sighed lightly and said, "Brother Sima is really heroic!"

Sima Chaoqun laughed and said, "Don't mention these gossips, Miss Zhao has urgent matters, why don't you go and do things quickly?"

Zhao Shirong turned his eyes, looked diagonally at the attic on the side of the street, and said, "The matter here will be handed over to Brother Sima." ”

Sima Chaoqun squeezed out a sneering smile on his lips and said, "Go, go!"

Zhao Shirong nodded slightly and flew away from here.

Sima Chaoqun waited for her to go away, laughed, took out a jade bottle from his arms, and pulled out an iron stick from his sleeve.

He squatted on the ground, his vest facing the attic on the street, picked up a viscous black liquid on the ground with an iron pick, took a closer look at the transparent fragments adhered to it, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhuo's assignment has completed another task, and I don't know what he wants this thing for?"

As he spoke, he picked the viscous black liquid into the jade bottle, sealed the mouth of the bottle with a stopper, and then with a flick of his wrist, he shot the iron stick deep into the ground and disappeared.

After doing all this, Sima Chaoqun slowly stood up, turned his head to the attic, and said loudly: "Your Excellency is really patient, I have sold so many flaws, and I am not even moved, and I don't show any flaws!"

There was no movement in the attic, darkness, silence.

Sima Chaoqun snorted coldly, spat fiercely, and said, "Your Excellency, don't you think I'm cheating? If you hadn't made a secret move, how could Zhao Shirong have planted the truth in Ye Qiwu's hands? ”

"Squeak", the attic window opened half a door, and a black-robed man stood behind the window, the black-robed body covered the body, without revealing a trace of true face, without saying a word, like a wood carving.

Seeing the black shadow appear, Sima Chaoqun laughed, flew up, picked up the palm-wide long sword with both hands, and slashed at the black-robed man with his head and face.

Under a sword, the wind suddenly rose, and the two windows and half of the attic were all cut into thousands of pieces by this sword, and they went to the surrounding hundreds of ****.

Wherever Jian Feng went, the black robe turned into two pieces and drifted out with the wind, and there was no one in the black robe, only a few bamboo poles.

Sima Chaoqun frowned, and said angrily: "I actually ran away!"

Thousands of zhang away, in a dwelling, a handsome boy with a pale face, looking at Sima Chaoqun's location from a distance through the window lattice, his eyes were half compassion, half resentment, full of indescribable taste.

The handsome boy lowered his voice and said, "Sima Chaoqun, it's a pity..."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed a few times, a few drops of blood splashed at the corners of his mouth, and hurriedly reached out and touched a few points on his left chest, which stopped coughing. (To be continued.) )