Chapter 29: Assassination on a Rainy Night

The wind and rain do not stop, and the atmosphere in the mountains is unusually solemn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dozens of people dressed in tight black were carefully checking around this mountain, these were all cultists of the Imperial God Sect, and the sudden heavy rain washed away all the various whereabouts left by Qin Mu and Guan Zhuqing during this time, making their hunting trip even more difficult.

Qin Mu and Guan Zhuqing were not far apart, each committed to a piece of grass, holding their breath and concentrating, like a dark stalker, ready to give the Holy God Cultists in this mountain range a fatal blow.

The two evil cults walked near Qin Mu and the others, and one of them said wildly: "M's, such a heavy rain is actually an office matter, catch that little slut later, Lao Tzu will definitely let him taste what life is worse than death." ”

The other person said disdainfully: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't know the strength of No. 7, the reason why the sect leader has been reluctant to sell her is because she has the talent to enter the innate supreme realm, and she wants to sell it at a better price in the future." With your ability, don't say catch her, I'm afraid you'll die without even touching a single hair. ”

The other party seemed to be told that he was in the sore spot, snorted coldly, and swung the long sword in his hand violently, cutting down a piece of grass, venting the unhappiness in his heart.

The rain was cut into two distinct sections by this sword.

At this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred.

Two figures suddenly rushed out of the darkness, one on the left and one on the right, attacking the two men in black at the same time.

The black-clothed man's pupils spread suddenly, and he didn't even have time to react, a long sword and a short thorn pierced through the heads of the two people, and two bloody swords rushed out.

The two men in black fell limply with incredible eyes.

Qin Mu and the others didn't stay here for long, they just groped around the two of them, collected all their property, took it for themselves, and disappeared into the dense jungle.

The rain mixed with the blood flowed down the mountain, and it was quickly diluted and there was no trace of it.

Silent killings occurred one after another in the empty mountains, and one by one human lives were ruthlessly taken away on this rainy night, and the two people who took these lives did not have a little guilt in their hearts, and killed them one after another, in an orderly manner.

At first, the two of them relied on their superior cultivation and superb killing skills to kill those martial artists with low cultivation and most of them were second-grade and third-grade, and they killed more than 30 people all the way.

In the end, there were only ten first-rank martial artists and the Southern God King left, waiting for them to deal with it.

Each of these eleven evil disciples is a martial artist who has experienced a hundred battles, and each of them who appears in the martial arts is definitely a master of the resounding side, but here, they are just an insignificant subordinate of the Southern God King, I have to say that this Imperial God Sect does have some doors, and it has gathered so many capable masters.

This time, Qin Mu and the two did not deal with the two men in black at one time, for the sake of insurance and safety, the two chose to work together to deal with one person, and strive to kill the enemy with one blow, in exchange for the greatest effect at the fastest speed, so as not to fall into the battle quagmire of being surrounded and suppressed by everyone on the other side.

The difficulty of assassinating a second-grade and third-grade martial artist and assassinating a first-grade martial artist can be said to be naturally different, and the difficulty coefficient has also increased several times.

Fortunately, the wind is howling in the mountains and forests, and the rain is pouring down, so that the martial artist's keen spiritual sense has also lost most of its effect, and the breath on Qin Mu and the others is even more difficult to find in this weather.

A dense jungle, a pool of blood mixed with non-stop rain spread along the mountain road, one of the black-clothed people a first-class martial artist happened to pass by here, couldn't help but be attracted by the blood water, holding a tiger's head knife and stepping on the water waves quickly towards the source, every time he tiptoed he would jump out of more than ten meters, the speed was extremely fast.

The knife flashed, and a half-human deep weed was all cut down by the knife light, drifting down the rain, and two dead evil corpses appeared in the weeds, one of the wounds were in the neck, and the throat was sealed by a sword, and the other was stabbed with an extremely deep wound in the atrium, and the atrium tendons burst and died, both of them were killed in an instant, without experiencing much pain.

The man in black felt that something was wrong when he saw the two corpses, and his feet stomped heavily on the rocks under his feet, and the rocks were torn apart by the force of his feet, and the cracked stones danced in the air.

Under the impetus of the force, the body flashed backwards at great speed, and the tiger-headed broadsword in his hand struggled to shake up, bringing up a piercing knife light, and the knife light swept across the area, skillfully protecting all the positions around it that might be sneak attacked.

The response is really fast enough!

The sword fell, but there was no accident as this person guessed, there was nothing unusual in the dense forest under the rain, everything was like the most ordinary corner of the mountain, there was no difference, the only difference was that there were two dead bodies here.

The man who thought he was worried about it was only then that he put his mind at ease, if someone really assassinated him, it would definitely be the best chance just now, but no, then everything logically shows that the murderer who killed the two has gone.

Just as the man was about to take a closer look at the dead bodies of the two men, an accident appeared.

At this time, a black light suddenly struck from behind him, and the cold killing intent locked on him tightly, making his sweat pores open wide, and his cold hair stood up.

The man was startled, and threw out a drag knife with a sharp sound, and shot down the black light with a crisp sound, but at this moment, a huge shadow appeared in front of him, Qin Mu holding a mace seemed to be an ancient primitive person, wearing a skirt made of animal skins falling from the sky, his bronzed skin was covered with rain, and there was an extraordinary battle intent in his cold eyes, as if there was a fire burning in it.

"Cut off the water!"

The man in black roared violently, used his best martial arts, drew his knife and backhanded to kill a move, and killed the mace with a white halo.

"Boom"

An earth-shattering loud bang suddenly sounded, and the man in black shot backwards, smashed to the ground, flipped several times in a row, hit two big trees, and sprayed three mouthfuls of blood.

At this time, Qin Mu fell suddenly, his feet slammed into the rock, and several cracks appeared on the rock under his feet under the huge impact.

The man in black got up in a hurry before he came, a breeze blew, a black shadow flashed in the heavy rain, and a blood line appeared on the man's neck, and the blood slowly overflowed.

The man in black covered his neck with his hands with a look of disbelief, his mouth opened wide, and red blood spurted out from between his fingers in his mouth and neck. It's like a blowout, and it can't be stopped at all.

Guan Zhuqing gave this person the last sword, and then took out all the loot and disappeared here with Qin Mu, like a second target.

The torrential rain seemed to celebrate the two men's impeccable cooperation, the wind howling and the rain pouring down.

One after another martial arts masters died on such a rainy night, leaving no trace, each of them was worthless, and the most one only insisted on three moves with the joint cooperation of Qin Mu and Guan Zhuqing, and then died.

Qin Mu and Guan Zhuqing are not ordinary people, one has lived in the simple mountains since he was a child, and then at the age of six he entered the mine pit that is simply a hell on earth as a mining slave, with only his own strength, he trained his body to a very high level, and almost entered the realm of martial artists, and later lived in this wild jungle for three or four years, countless battles of all sizes have already cultivated him to be extremely good at fighting, fighting has almost become his instinct, and the grasp of timing is even more extraordinary.

Guan Zhuqing has a somewhat different experience from him, but the first half of her life is also the same ups and downs, full of pathos, and she can even crawl out of the pile of dead people as she herself said. Ever since she was taken captive at the age of eight, she has been undergoing inhuman training in the Cult of God, and every day is a battle of all kinds, fighting with people, beasts, and nature.

This battle was nine years, and if it weren't for the belief that had always persisted in her, she would have long ago known which beast she would have died in the mouth or at the hands of her fellow cultivators.

Although the two did not grow up in the same place, they had almost the same experience, no free childhood, no family and friends, and loneliness occupied their lives.

Sympathy, sympathy, that's probably the case.