God catches no trace

Chapter 5 Kill
The rain is very cold, and with the autumn wind, it sweeps across the entire Jiangnan land.

A temple, dilapidated, let the wind and rain wash away.

At this moment, it was almost night.

"Get, get, get", the footsteps of the horse, from far to near.

Finally, it stopped abruptly in front of the ruined temple.

"Shui Sheng, it's so windy and rainy today that we can't travel, so we can only stay here for one night."

"Okay, big brother."

The two tied the horse under a big tree in front of the temple, and then rushed into the temple, because the gate of the temple was open at all.

Perhaps because no one has lived there for a long time, after the wind blows, a thick layer of dead branches and leaves has deposited on the ground, a big Buddha is covered with dust, and every corner of the wall is full of spider webs.

A gust of cold wind blows directly into the temple outside, making people feel unspeakably cold.

Seeing this, Sang Wuhen closed the temple door forcefully, and then walked around the room. Fortunately, he found a few candles in a corner under the Buddha.

Shui Sheng took out the flint and lit it up.

Sang Wuhen collected the dead branches and leaves from the ground together, and made the Shui Sheng light a fire.

Instantly, the firelight warmed the entire space.

Then I went to the corner of the house to find a few wooden sticks and put them on the burning dead branches and leaves.

After everything is ready.

Sang Wuhen and Shui Sheng took out the dry food they had prepared and were about to eat it.

At this time, a woman's voice came from outside the door: "The benefactor in the temple, can we come in and stay overnight?"

Maybe you can see the lights in the house and know there are people, or you may know that there are no monks in this temple.Therefore, the word "donor" is used.

Without waiting for an echo from the room, he pushed open a crack and squeezed in.

A middle-aged woman with an average appearance. Under the light, it is obvious that there are a few crow's feet on her forehead, and the clothes on her body seem to be a little wet.

Followed by a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, but with a limp.

The middle-aged woman glanced at them and bowed slightly, "Our mother and I are visiting relatives, and it rained halfway, there is no way to disturb you two."

Although Sang Wuhen was puzzled, he didn't show any signs of expression, and just smiled slightly at his wife.

Shui Sheng said, "Madam, you're too polite. Please sit down."

So the four of them sat cross-legged around the fire.

The middle-aged woman and the boy kept rubbing their hands by the fire, their clothes were a little wet, and after being baked by the fire, a layer of white mist appeared.

Sang Wuhen handed over two steamed buns, and they were not polite, they put them in their mouths and chewed.

There was a big fire and it was warm inside the house, but it was still cold and rainy outside.

"Brother, there is a temple here." A man's voice came from outside the door. "Okay, I just don't have a place to stay." The voice was loud.

As soon as Sang Wuhen heard this voice, he knew that the other party's internal strength was astonishing, no less than the second wonder of the world.

As footsteps approached, the door opened with a bang.A gust of cold wind hit the flames, and in an instant, the flames rose a full meter.

Sang Wuhen happened to be sitting downwind of the flames, and when he saw the flames rushing towards him, with a sudden stroke of luck, he moved back one meter.

After sitting down, he looked up and saw two big men, one taller and one shorter. One of them strode in with a package in his hand.

The one behind closed the door behind him.

Seeing the four people surrounding the fire, they turned a blind eye and sat down carelessly.

These two people have strong physiques, sharp eyes, and full of energy. Their aura is enough to scare most people.

They saw four people eating steamed buns, "Brother, give some to eat." The short man said, looking straight at Sang Wuhen.

"If you like it, take it." Sang Wuhen handed them a cloth bag.The things inside are a bit heavy, there are probably five or six more.

They opened the cloth bag, took out one each, and ate it voraciously, making people feel very hungry.

For a while, the room was very quiet, only the sound of burning sticks.

Suddenly, there was a sound at the temple door, and then a man wearing a bamboo hat and black clothes appeared with a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword facing down.

Suddenly, a murderous aura filled the entire space.

Shui Sheng's eyes were filled with astonishment and he was just about to move.Sang Wuhen grabbed it and fiddled with it slightly with his hands.Meaning: don't move.

The two big men didn't seem to notice, still holding the steamed buns in their hands, they quickly put them into their mouths.

The only ones who reacted were the two women. They might have never seen such a scene before, and they were so frightened that they quickly huddled up in a ball.Tuck your head between your legs.

"Yang Xiao, Zhang Jie, you are so courageous." The cold voice came from the mouth of the man in black. "They actually robbed Xingyue Villa's property."

Although Leng Yu was talking, his footsteps did not stop, and he approached the two big men who were eating step by step.

Only then did Yang Xiao and Zhang Jie stand up slowly.

The two laughed "hehe".

Before the laughter was over, two winds of palms had already blown out.

In an instant, a hurricane was set off by the palm force, and the temple door slammed shut with a "squeak".

The man in black sneered, and he rose and fell, and the sword in his hand pierced the Baihui acupoint on Yang Xiao and Zhang Jie's heads like lightning.

The speed of the sword move is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He was fast, but Yang Xiao and Zhang Jie were even faster. They turned their heads slightly, and the two of them rushed straight to him who had just landed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black leaned over and floated about two meters into the house, just in front of the fire, that is to say, right next to the middle-aged woman, only a little more than one meter away from Sang Wuhen.

Yang Xiao and Zhang Jie saw that their tricks had failed.

Then he turned around and made another move with his palms.

Immediately, flames flew in the room, and the palm wind formed a huge whirlwind.

Seeing this, the man in black also changed his move again, raised his sword, and turned into countless sword flowers.

However, what is strange is that both Sword Flower and Palm Wind hit Sang Wuhen and Shui Sheng in unison.

The sword clanged and the killer move was revealed in the palm, it was by no means comparable to the first move.

Shui Sheng exclaimed, stood up and drew his sword, however, Sang Wuhen seemed to have been prepared.

Just as they shot.

He had already stood up to take action.

This is probably the speed of the speed, the man in black, Zhang Jie, and Yang Xiao absolutely did not expect the other party to react, the speed is unbelievably fast.

He only saw countless hands in front of him, turned into fingers, pinching towards the Tianjing acupoint on his arm.

"The invisible hand divides the muscles and bones."

The invisible hand is the stunt of Sang Wuhen's fame.It is specially designed to make people lose fighting spirit, but it will not kill people.Often one move to defeat the enemy,
In his career as an agent, almost no one can escape.

The so-called invisible hand is just one word "fast", which is not enough to describe it as fast as lightning.Because, Sang Wuhen's invisible hand has been trained to a god-like state, and can deal with multiple masters at the same time.

The three of them had a bad feeling and just wanted to withdraw.

However, it was too late.

Everyone felt a numbness in their arms, and a piercing pain spread to the whole body, and their hands and feet had already lost their control.

The body retreated to one meter, and then the whole person collapsed.

They thought that the sneak attack would be successful, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Within one move, the three masters were unable to fight back.

"Kyoto's No. [-] catcher is really well-deserved."Yang Xiao let out a long sigh: "No wonder, there are rumors in the world that it is better to meet a ghost than to encounter a trace."

"It's just that your acting is not real." Sang Wuhen replied with a smile: "The two dignified sages of the world are as famous as the two wonders of the world, but they can't deal with the famous fast swordsman Xiao Cong at the same time. Isn't it strange?"

"You already knew us?"

"The second sage of the rivers and lakes is a famous name, how many people don't know it?"

"Then how do you know that we are here to deal with you?"

"Hehe, I can tell from the fight between you and Xiao Cong. When Xiao Cong is hiding from your palms, he can obviously jump back onto the roof beam, and then make a killer move." Sang Wuhen paused: "But he Slanting and sliding forward, this is enough to show that he is not dealing with you at all, but wants to get close to me, and the purpose of getting close to me is to kill me."

"The reasoning behind the arrest by the gods is so accurate that we are convinced."

"If my guess is correct, you should be the helpers of the Variety Demon Monarch."

"good."

Sang Wuhen's eyes sharpened, and he swept across the three of them, "I want to know why you chased me down."

This "I" has just been said.

The middle-aged woman, who was huddled together tiredly, suddenly turned around and stood up, and no one saw clearly how she took action.

Following three shrill screams, a Tie Li suddenly appeared on the temples of the three of Yang Xiao.

I saw that their faces turned black instantly, and within three seconds, their heads tilted, and they were dead and dead.

"Tie Du Li Hua Geng Shiniang." Sang Wuhen called.

Geng Shiniang giggled strangely, with a ferocious face, and said bitterly to the three corpses below: "What a bunch of useless trash."

Then, raising his head, he said to Sang Wuhen: "Sure enough, my lord is right, you are indeed the most difficult opponent in the world."

"Really?" Sang Wuhen sneered: "In Jianghu, it's not a good thing for one person to be missed by another person."

"It makes sense, but it's a pity that after today, my lord will never miss you again."

"Hehe, are you absolutely sure?"

"You'll know if you try it." Geng Shiniang replied, but her hands moved slightly.

Sang Wuhen saw a dozen or twenty Heitie Li rushing towards him and Shui Sheng like celestial maidens scattering flowers.

He waved his wide sleeves, knocking all of Tie Li to the ground at once.

Just as she was about to fight back, she saw blackness again. It turned out that Geng Shiniang's hidden weapon was not fired by hand at all.

Instead, there is a small wooden box in the pocket, as long as you touch the mechanism with your hand, Du Tieli will shoot out continuously, and the direction is extremely accurate.

No wonder, when Tie Li was among the three, Geng Shiniang didn't make a move.

Seeing this, Sang Wuhen suddenly pulled up Shui Sheng and jumped onto the Buddha's shoulder.The invisible hand is divided into muscles and bones, and it strikes again.

Because, he didn't want to use the ultimate move, the purpose was to keep alive.

His ten fingers are like hooks, and with a strong wind, he rushed towards Geng Shiniang like the top of Mount Tai.

Just halfway there, I found a figure, who bullied himself and went straight, rushing towards Shui Sheng.

Seeing this, Sang Wuhen knew that it was a lame boy who came with a middle-aged woman, which made people a little surprised. The lame boy's movements were so elegant, it was absolutely impossible for Shui Sheng to resist.

He was a little anxious, so he suddenly changed his move, and his blunt finger hook turned into a palm, and hit the lame boy from mid-air.

Unexpectedly, the lame leg not only did not avoid it, but turned sideways to greet him with one palm.

This pair of palms is shocking enough.

Shui Sheng was blown by the strong convective palm wind, and it was blown on the shoulders of the Buddha. The whole Buddha also shook a few times, and the surrounding flames were flying all over the sky.

Sang Wuhen also landed and took a few steps back, but his opponent retreated to the corner all of a sudden.

Although he had the upper hand in this palm, if the opponent did not meet the palm sideways, but hit him head-on, he would definitely be equal.

"The lame boy? Chasing the Wind Palm." Sang Wuhen instantly understood that this person was the master of the Variety Demon King, the Variety Lord Feng Yiming.Because the Changing God Sovereign's disguise technique is unparalleled in the world.

I saw the boy retreating to the corner, chattering and laughing strangely, tearing off all the leather goods with his hands.

An old man in his sixties with fluttering white hair appeared in front of Sang Wuhen.

Seeing this, Tie Du Geng Shiniang jumped up and floated to the side of the Variety God.

"Are you okay?" Although the voice was old, it was extremely soft.

The Variety Lord waved his hand and said: "Sang Wuhen's kung fu is really unfathomable, the task given to us by the master may be difficult to complete." Because an expert will know if it has been done as soon as he makes a move.

Tie Du Geng Shiniang's dozens of hidden weapons didn't hurt a hair on him, so of course she knew in her heart that she must stay here with her life or leave quickly.

So he said to Sang Wuhen: "Today, we will stop here, and there will be a period later."

After speaking, he opened the temple door, and the two of them disappeared into the wind and rain like a gust of wind.

Sang Wuhen wanted to stop him, but wanted to ask who is the lord?Why kill him, but know, it's impossible, they won't answer any of your questions.

If he wants to keep people, he definitely has the strength. If he wants to keep them alive, it will be even more difficult. They will definitely fight with their lives.

So, Sang Wuhen didn't move, and watched them leave coldly.

"Brother Wuhen, they are leaving, why are you in a daze?"

When he came back to his senses, he saw Shui Sheng gently jumping down from the shoulders of the Buddha.

Her hair is like blue silk, her face is like a peach blossom, and her white clothes are elegant, like a fairy.

Sang Wuhen was stunned.

(End of this chapter)