Chapter Seventy-Two: Quick
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In fact, they are not real tea customers, but the eyeliner of other big forces.
The eyes of many forces are in this teahouse, but at this moment, their breathing is still at this moment, and no one understands why the subordinates sent by the Xia Cha people assassinated Xia Lizhuo.
But Xia Lizhuo understood in an instant.
The shopkeeper, the female assassin, and the masked man are all disguises, but it is the figure in the corner who actually wants to assassinate him!
No matter how fast you think, you may not be able to keep up with your actions.
In the blink of an eye, the hidden weapons in the sky were already approaching in front of him.
"Whoosh...!"
"Childe, be careful!" watched the horseman turn in the air, pounced, and fell in front of Xia Lizhuo.
In the blink of an eye, he blocked all the hidden weapons, and his body was covered with hidden weapons like a hedgehog.
The horseman obviously can't live, but he has to at least pull a funeral!
The horseman was already numb with pain, but he supported his hands and burst out of the cultivation of the Seven Heavens of Martial Arts, half of his body was volleyed, and he jumped on top of the head of the man in black who released the hidden weapon, like a mad dog that had lost his mind, and bit the shoulder of the man in black, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Most of the blood was spat out of the horse's mouth, and he had begun to lose his mind, but he still bit the shoulder of the man in black, and pulled out a knife from it and plunged it into the ribs of the man in black.
"Mad Dog!" the man in black trembled, he could no longer hold the hidden weapon steadily, and he was able to raise his sword with all the strength he had left, and with a "buzz" sound, a sword slashed at the body of the horse watcher.
The horseman was cut out of the flesh and blood, but he had already given up his life, and he would pull out his knife at all costs, and he was about to stab the man in black in the heart, and he would use it to the death.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a noose was thrown out, and the head of the horseman was strained, and the horseman was unable to move an inch, his face turned purple, and after a few breaths, the horseman fell down with a "poof", and this time his body quickly stiffened.
Undoubtedly.
This noose was thrown out of the masked man just now.
The man with a face is also pretending to be dead!
The hidden weapon was still on the masked man's chest, but it was actually a few points away from the position of the heart, and it didn't hurt his heart at all.
Xia Lizhuo was still in a trance, but he didn't expect that he had been hit by a serial scheme and didn't know it at all. What made him even more heart-wrenching was that the horse-watcher was the second-in-command of the Tianzi Battalion! But now that the horse-watcher had actually prevented this catastrophe and died for him, what was his face?
Thinking of this, Xia Lizhuo let out a loud shout, his whole body aura soared, and the cultivation of the Martial Dao Seven Heavens also burst out, and he said angrily: "Bastard! I will never be so cheap to you, I want you to regret being born in this world!"
Xia Lizhuo's body moved, he pulled out the sword at his waist, the sword light flashed, and the shot was like thunder, so fast that he couldn't see the move, and in the blink of an eye, with a roar, he killed the masked man closest to him, "Die!"
Ben Thunder Sword!
This move has achieved Xia Lizhuo's status in Liancheng.
Because this move is so fast, so fast that it is impossible to see where the sword is.
Xia Lizhuo had struck thirty-six times in Liancheng, and had never survived his Thunder Sword.
A real master, only the pursuit of fast!
"Peng!"
Xia Lizhuo's sword finally appeared.
Based on the experience of the first thirty-six times, he only killed someone before the sword appeared.
But now there is an exception!
The man he was about to kill did not die, but his sword was blocked by a fist.
To everyone's surprise, the Ben Thunder Sword was actually blocked.
The person who stretched out his fist was none other than the masked man, and the moment he punched out, his long hair flew up, clearly revealing a crane-shaped mask.
This person is none other than Gu Cheng!
At this moment, Gu Cheng had no worries in his heart, and in the face of Xia Lizhuo, he no longer needed to keep his hand.
It's not terrible to kill, it's terrible to be killed by your companions, and you can only watch it happen.
After experiencing those things on the Blood Corpse River, Gu Cheng's mental barriers had long been broken, and the real powerhouse didn't care how many people he killed, but how many people he surpassed.
I don't want to be a stepping stone to be surpassed by others, the only way is to surpass others.
Gu Cheng erupted into two cultivations, the Martial Dao Quadruple Heaven, and the Cultivation Dao Triple Heaven!, in terms of cultivation, although the overall strength was almost the same as Xia Lizhuo, his determination was greater than Xia Lizhuo's, and his momentum was higher than Xia Lizhuo's.
Gu Cheng's punch hit the past, the aftermath shocked, Xia Lizhuo's whole person seemed to be electrocuted, and when he regained consciousness, he found that the bones of his right hand had been broken a few times.
"What?Immortal cultivator?No, it's still a martial artist?" Xia Lizhuo retreated vigilantly, even a person like him from a big force was the first time he had seen a martial artist and an immortal cultivator practicing together.
Xia Lizhuo never tried to back down when he was fighting with others.
But now, he's retreated, and he's taken five steps back.
Because he felt a great crisis.
The person in front of him was too fast.
It's terrible fast.
Even faster than him!
"Kill!" Gu Cheng shouted, his body slammed up, his body was like the wind, and between his fists, "Peng Peng!" had already burst out with a series of loud sounds.
Gu Cheng's fists, up and down, left and right, with a belt in the mind, soft and rigid, the fist seems to only have speed, but in fact, each punch has the power of ten bulls, and one punch can smash a stone wall.
Xia Lizhuo has been dealing with martial arts since he was a child, and he has seen a lot of martial arts, but at this moment he can't see through what kind of martial arts this is, like Chengjing Fist and like other boxing techniques, but there are rules in the chaos, and he can't see the routine at all.
After a few rounds of fighting, Xia Lizhuo hit a few punches in a row, although the blood did not flow, but his mind was dizzy, and his body remained unstable. He must admit that he has suffered internal injuries that are more serious than external injuries.
Xia Lizhuo couldn't bear it any longer, and took out a space storage bag from his waist, "Bastard! I'll let you see the magic weapon of our Xia family!"
That's the Space Storage Bag!
Even many immortal cultivators dream of a storage tool!
Xia Lizhuo patted the storage bag, and a palm-sized tota suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Ming Ming Ming" came out of his tower, and a terrifying aura emanated from the tower, and in an instant, Xia Lizhuo's whole body was full of muscles and bones, this terrifying aura was no different from the corpse qi of bone fragments, this kind of aura would obviously overdraw his life, but Xia Lizhuo had already spared no expense.
"Today you are certain to die!" Xia Lizhuo stepped out, with a violent rolling momentum.