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Chapter 91 The Ghost Faced Man

As the saying goes, climbing a high place is good for a long time. Tanluo stands on a huge rock, and the scene of melee in front of him can be seen. 81 China ΔΔWen.com

A carriage in front was intercepted halfway, and several well-trained masked men in black were fighting with the accompanying guards with long swords. The team of masked men was obviously more skilled. They raised their hands and fell, and blood splattered. More than half of the guards were killed or injured.

Outside the carriage, an ordinary man wearing a navy blue cloth shirt was blocking the car door. When Tanluo saw his breath was turbid, he knew that he was a man with no martial arts skills at first glance.

A tall man stood opposite the man, with his black outfit wrapped around him, and his perfect body was vaguely seen with a strong and tight body under the fabric. A bronze ghost mask covered the man's face, highlighting the cold and ruthless terrifying aura.

"Steal the token!" The ghost-faced man spit out a few words coldly and ruthlessly.

"What token? I'm just here to visit relatives in Luoyang. I don't understand what you are talking about." The intercepted man was not afraid of danger and replied calmly.

The ghost-faced man heard this and was too lazy to talk nonsense. He easily grabbed the man and gestured behind him.

Two masked men in black rushed into the carriage with a "swish" speed, as fast as a goshawk catching prey. The man felt two black shadows flashing in front of him. When he felt it, the other party had already broken into the carriage and looked for the secret space inside.

After the ghost-faced man grabbed the other party, the spare hand also explored him for a while. This was originally a premeditated interception, but due to distance, Tan Luo, who was squatting on the huge rock, did not think so.

Because of her "rebirth and pupils", she could see clearly every move of the other party, but she didn't have the wind to hear. She only saw these masked men in black, burning, killing and looting unscrupulously. The ghost-faced man who looked like a bandit captured the man with no power, and then touched and teased him.

Tsk, it’s really a world of decline. It seems that men’s clothing is not safe to travel. Halfway through the road, I was caught by bandits who suddenly rushed out as my husband.

When she saw the ghost-faced man reaching his hand into the man's lapel, Tanluo could no longer watch it, so she shouted and rushed over.

Everyone looked at the little white face who was fighting out of the way, but saw him holding a wooden stick and stepping on Lingbo Step, his voice soft and his momentum was not at all.

The fighting sword paused for a while, and everyone was slashing and sword again. It was so lively when we went back and forth.

Tanluo stood alone in the chaotic crowd, fighting with swords beside her, fighting like a fire. This feeling of loss of being underestimated suddenly arises. She casually looks at the masked man in black beside her, and I want to ejaculate my aunt.

At this moment, a hidden weapon that was difficult to catch with the naked eye shot at her ankle. Tanluo captured its trajectory the moment the hidden weapon shot out. The Tianmu hole flashed, and the rebirth pupils opened again. She jumped into the air to avoid the sneak attack of the unclear weapon, and her almond eyes stared at the ghost-faced man who attacked her.

The ghost-faced man was quite surprised by Tan Luo's skills. There were not many people in this world who could avoid his hidden weapons. He looked at the white-faced young man opposite again and never saw him.

Tanluo flew in front of the other party's sinister eyes, his figure was floating, flying against the wind. A gray robe could not hide his heroic posture. The wind was facing his sleeves, and he was agile and quick, just like a phoenix rushing into the sky. His posture and manner made people forget the past of the world, as if he was in an illusory dream.

Very high light skills and very fast body shape.

The ghost-faced man saw the white-faced young man flying in the air, holding the broken wooden branches in his palm. This was a hand that was good at holding a sword. He frowned. When did such a jade-faced man appear in the world, even his dignified Weiyang Palace have not received any news.

In the blink of an eye, the white-faced young man was approaching. This man's kung fu was unfathomable and his strength should not be underestimated. The ghost-faced man let go of the man captured in his palm and went to fight alone.

When the last ray of light disappeared into the dark curtain, the low sound of wild beasts came from the strange and deep ancient road.

The ghost-faced man's kung fu does not have a half-stage gorgeous and exaggerated move. His fists and feet are fierce and he can move directly into the throat. The palm wind carries strong internal force. If he is not careful, his heart will be broken. He is like a demon who reaps his soul, lifting his arm under the pale moonlight and pulling out the soft sword he wears around his waist.

The silver-white sword light drew a refreshing arc like flowing water under the moonlight, like a ribbon, like a meteor, like lightning.

What is the meaning of making steel into a soft finger? The soft and strong sword body moves like a dragon on the sea, and a phoenix flying in the air, and changes are endless. The ghost-faced man flips his wrist flexibly, wielding the soft sword to the young man in front of him like a whip. The silver light cuts through the night, and his movements are swift, as if a silver snake jumps up, spitting stars onto the prey.

The snow-colored sword blade can easily cut off the blood vessels and ligaments at the joints. While Tanluo distracts his mind to defend, he holds the branches in his right hand to pull out a smooth move. One move "Step on the Snow Without Trace" is combined with the Shengtian sword technique under his feet, which is blurred and illusory, and combines reality and reality.

The soft sword held by the ghost-faced man could tell at a glance that it was a magic weapon. Tan Luo waved the wooden branch and did not intend to hit the stone with eggs. Instead, he only defended but did not attack, and his body flexibly dodged, constantly avoiding his fierce attack.

The ghost-faced man activates his internal force more and more surprised, and his wrists trembled. The soft sword seemed to be soft and weak and bent in an astonishing arc, and suddenly collapsed to the limit and jumped up. The sword edge broke through the air without any expectations, and the trajectory reversed and pointed directly at the throat.

"You lost!" The ghost-faced man suddenly spoke. Perhaps he didn't want to hurt the young man who had nothing to do with the mission.

However, when he saw everything he had lived tonight, he could not leave any living mouths. This was the rule of their Weiyang Palace action.

"Oh, is that?" Tan Luo raised his eyebrows, as if he had seen through the other party's moves, and the wooden branch quietly came against the trajectory of the sword.

"It's useless..." The ghost-faced man sneered, but the laughter stopped in his throat.

I thought he would cut the artery between the boy's neck, or when the boy waved the wooden branches to block it, the soft sword would break the wooden branches into wood chips.

However, in fact, the inconspicuous wooden branch was facing the soft sword, cleverly avoiding the sword blade, and after a while, he actually used the wooden branch to trap the soft sword in his hand, unable to move.

It was too weird. This white-faced young man had a strange move and was difficult to find the flaws. Not only did he say that he was not afraid of his internal force erosion. If it were someone else, his arm would have been broken when the other party touched the soft sword.

Tanluo secretly used Shengtian's body refining mental method, and her body became difficult to invade by swords and was extremely powerful. Although she had no spiritual power to protect her body, the advantages of body refining were fully revealed at this moment. To describe it in the words of a ghost-faced man, it would be incredible.

The ghost-faced man activated his internal force again, but the soft sword in his hand seemed to be nailed and did not move at all. The other party smiled sly, but when he saw him speak quietly, he said with a teasing voice: "Hey, now it's in my hands, isn't you feeling frustrated with a speechless question to the sky?"

The masked man just snorted coldly, and was about to let go of his finger holding the sword. Seeing this, how could Tanluo let the prey he had finally caught easily escape? She quickly poked out her small hand and pierced a three-point force into a certain acupoint of the other party.

The man felt that all his strength was instantly pulled away and his body lost consciousness. This feeling different from acupoints was an experience he had never had in 20 years. His body collapsed to the ground, and in addition to being able to barely open his eyes to see things, his ears could also hear some sounds, and his senses such as touch and pain were completely blocked.

He tried to break through the acupoint that was just pointed, but his internal force seemed to dissipate without a trace in a breath. He couldn't even feel his dantian, just like the soul leaving his body, and his body no longer belonged to him.

The masked man glared at Tan Luo angrily, his lips stammering, and he couldn't make a sound. When the other killers saw the palace master trapped, they all looked at the white-faced young actor in shock.

Everyone looked at each other. What was going on with the situation just now? Their palace master ranked first in the Baixiaosheng martial arts list for many years, like a ghost, and determined life and death with one move. If his strength is above him, then how terrible is he a monster?

Their Weiyang Palace is the Beidou in the assassination world. It has been a stable position for hundreds of years. After several generations of changes in dynasties, it has stood firm. Their palace master is even more powerful and can be worshipped. Everyone calls him the Demonic and the God of War in the Dark World.

As long as the task taken over by Weiyang Palace has never been wrong, their strength is so strong that the decent martial arts people and the courts of all generations are all shy. But this young boy who looks like a fledgling dares to stop him. Unless he has nine lives, with their underground eyeliners and a huge scale of tens of thousands of people, he will chase him to the ends of the world.

Tanluo naturally didn't know what she had provoked to someone she shouldn't provoke, and she didn't know that the killer with a fanged ghost face embroidered on her black clothes would be the number one organization in the world today, "Weiyang Palace".

She only knew that as an ordinary disciple who came from the world of cultivation to the human world to experience cultivation, she should kill demons and eliminate demons, eliminate harm for the people, rob the rich and help the poor, and eliminate violence and good. Of course, she would hook up with the help of the wish-fulfilled mansion, save some private money, and then buy a luxury house to enjoy the fun.

Just kidding, I finally escaped from the boring and untouched world of immortal cultivation, and no beauty teasing. After all, I have to be here to be prosperous and full of evil.

Besides, the Shengtian Sect strictly prohibits disciples from having an affair. The mountains here are high and the immortals are far away. Who knew that she secretly fell in love with Brother Qin Wangyi and was tempting to touch her. In her memory, her understanding of love is limited to the feeling given to her by King Qin Hongyi. This feeling is like a moth to the fire, step by step, seductively falling in.

When the night became deeper and bloodier, the accompanying guards of the carriage fell down one after another, and the blood-stained sword tip reflected a bloodthirsty cold light under the moonlight. The nine killers were light and silent, slowly approaching, and several silver-white sword shadows flashed and shaking on Tan Luo's face.

She knew they were going to do it.
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