Chapter 41 Wudang faction under the mountain
He was half-squatting behind, and the back of his right hand was silently moving like a forest, but he didn't expect to be discovered after all.
He stood up slowly, his right hand still behind his back, his left hand hanging to his side, and he didn't say a word!
"Killer?" Lin muttered, his body in the dark couldn't feel any breath, his eyes were a little different, his own strength could still have a killer who would think about him?
The killer in front of him, his footsteps down, silently, along a straight line, the afterimage slowly dissipated in place!
"The speed is so fast!" Lin Maan's expression was solemn, and the non-ink sword trembled, and the blade widened.
frowned, and a burst of white light flashed in front of him, blocking forward.
The non-ink sword immediately spun around, and only then did Lin Mad see clearly that he was holding a dagger in his right hand.
On the side of the figure, he stabbed at the arm of the man in black, and the man in black saw that the situation was not good, took a step back with his right leg, bowed his head and bent over, and the dagger in his right hand went down towards Lin Mad.
Lin snorted coldly, landed a backflip, stood firm, and immediately looked forward.
The shadow vanished in the blink of an eye!
Lin Mad hurriedly looked around, the wind sounded, the non-ink sword was raised again, the firelight flashed, and Lin Mad took another step back!
Lin Mad stomach rose and fell, took a deep breath, and raised the non-ink sword again! Towards the left and right, he slashed each one, and the blood-red sword qi reappeared, but this time it was two small sword qi, and it was no longer a powerful sword qi!
"Humph!"
The man in black suddenly snorted, the two sword lights dissipated instantly, his body moved forward again, the dagger was close to his arm, and his two hands looked empty.
"His skill is not one out of ten, and it is almost exhausted by us, you can give it a go!" Hao Po reminded softly when he saw that the situation was not good.
The man in black suddenly paused for his speed, lowered his head vaguely, and sneered.
He stepped forward again, the dagger knife bloody, almost as fast as it was to the extreme, and the sword light flashed everywhere. Lin Mad's expression was gloomy, and every time the man in black attacked, he had to be forced to take a step back.
"I just came to invite Lin Ruoxi to go, my identity must be clear to you, I am her grandfather!" Lin Mad's voice was low, and his tone was a little anxious, this killer turned out to be one of them.
I have long heard that there is a famous killer in the military, who walks as light as a feather, and practices the introverted method like fire and innocence.
The most famous is the assassination of a warrior in the early stage of Gangjin, without any resistance power, one blow will kill!
Lin Mad thought that he was stronger than the martial artist in the early stage of Gang Jin who died, after all, Gang Jin martial artists also have strength and weakness, and what he relied on the most was the non-ink sword in his hand.
The internal force in the body of the Gang Jin martial artist is turned into Gang, although he is invulnerable.
The killer under the reputation is fatal with one blow, although it is a little incredible to say it, but he does not have the conceit to be an enemy when most of his internal strength is consumed!
Avoiding them is the best option.
Haoyun picked up the spear on the ground, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at the man in black.
"What do you think?" Haoyun asked!
"Can't let him take it away...... Ruoxi ......!" Haotian said intermittently.
Haoyun gestured to Haopo!
Wudang Mountain
"Damn!" Lin Mad saw that they didn't eat oil and salt, and his heart was extremely angry.
But the man in black is pressing forward step by step! How can he have time to take Ruoxi away!
Haoyun took out a special vial, opened it and sprinkled it on the wound, and bandaged it simply.
"Wake up Ruoxi first!" Haotian said worriedly!
"You're still thinking about her!no matter!" Haoyun snorted coldly, but turned around insincerely to save Ruoxi.
The corners of Haotian's mouth rose, this is a brother! Only this time...... Thinking of this, a stone in his heart was gently lifted, and he could no longer fall to the ground!
"Ruoxi!" Haoyun grabbed Ruoxi's shoulder and shook it slightly, only to find that she didn't react!
Shake it vigorously again! Ruoxi's face changed, her stomach bulged slightly, and she spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth!
Haoyun frowned and asked!
"Are you alright?"
"What's wrong with me!" Ruoxi said as she touched her stomach with a puzzled face.
"You've gone mad!" a voice came from afar! Ruoxi looked up! It was Moshan sitting on the ground with a broken arm!
"Damn! Since you forced me to such an extent, then I won't be merciful!" Lin Maan's face was hideous, and the internal force of his right hand flowed to the non-ink sword body.
From the hilt of the sword to the tip of the sword and then into Lin Mad's hand, the blood-red streamer suddenly attached to Lin Mad himself, and the red pupils seemed to be a killing god from hell.