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Chapter 254 Six Thorns No.1

The night is quiet, with silent steps and traceless steps.

But he noticed something unusual. As an assassin, coupled with the fact that he was most proficient in techniques such as concealing aura in the past, he was extremely alert to the subtle changes and dynamics around him. sex.At this time, he was even more uneasy, and he seemed to sense a murderous aura lingering around him. The rustling sound outside was really weird, wasn't it just the sound of walking?

When the members of the Five Poison Sect secretly lurking released the Five Poison Miasma, Shadow Stinger had already restrained his breath and leaned forward, but he was seeing the people waiting outside, their swords were bright, and they were silent.

Among them, there are several people standing, which are particularly eye-catching.

One of them is dressed in green and holding a sword, and the other is wearing a white robe with gold threads. He has a handsome face and looks quite young.

Also, one is solemn in blue shirt, one is burly in red, one has double hooks hanging from his waist, and the other is holding a green bamboo. They have different auras, but they all have extraordinary hands.

His gaze moved around silently, but in the end it still fell on the man in Tsing Yi, who was as deep as a mountain, the most extraordinary.

The other party naturally came prepared, Shadow stabbed his heart, thinking for a moment, when he turned around, he saw several people fell down without a sound, and now he couldn't wait any longer.Therefore, when he jumped up, he groped behind his back, and he pulled out a small, narrow, straight, long-handled knife. The body of the knife was like water, and the scales were fine and fine. constantly.

In the middle of the journey, he waved the saber in his hand, the saber roared out, and was slashing at the six gates, only a roar was heard, smoke and dust billowed up, and the six gates collapsed in response.

The abnormal sound from the outside is like this, even if the people inside are all asleep, they should have heard it anyway.

Naturally, there was no need for the manpower outside to cover up. Now that the matter was over, someone said, "Attack this place!"

As soon as the words fell, the shouts of killing immediately resounded, and a group of Five Poison Sect members leaped over the wall and stepped on the door, rushing in like a tide.

The Shadow Thorn had already been hiding in the dark, and he stood there with his breath held back, his eyes shifted, and he saw what he had seen before, and there was also a person walking in with the crowd, with a green shirt slightly swaying, and green bamboos in his hands pointing to the left and right, ordering people to guard the exits everywhere, Be sure not to allow people to escape from here, watching their actions and observing their actions, it seems that they are the leading figures here.

The man walked leisurely, kept giving orders, and focused his attention on external affairs. Shadow Stinger's eyes gradually narrowed, and when the man took a step, he secretly gathered his momentum to the peak. It was the time when the murderous intent was at its peak. Flying out like an off-string arrow, you have to come first to capture the thief and the king first.

With his speed and murderous intent, few people would be able to resist the sudden explosion. At this moment, it is cumbersome to say, but in fact, it is only a moment, a turning around, and the sharp edge of the long knife is already in front of you!
The momentum of the slashed knife was like a rainbow, and the bright and cold blade shone with a strange light. The enveloping evil spirit and murderous intent added to the body, making the man's body slightly stagnant, and the green bamboo in his hand hurriedly turned. Go and block this terrifying knife move.

He must be unstoppable.

Shadow stabbed with a sneer in his heart. Naturally, he was extremely confident in himself, let alone going forward without fear of others.

Suddenly, his ears twitched, and the expression on his face changed slightly. At the critical moment, who would have thought that he would actually stop in mid-air, turn the sword around in an instant, and look back.

"clang"

It was a golden light, and the sound was clear and long when it hit his knife.

Shadow Thorn used this strength to fall backwards, but the original target over there suddenly smiled, swung the green bamboo in his hand, and pulled out a slender long sword from the center, enveloping him with a fine sword light in an instant.

"It's hit!"

Fang Fang stopped halfway, his internal energy was a little contradictory, and now he was deeply immersed in the sword light, his expression was very unkind, why didn't he understand the twists and turns.

Although the teacher was unfavorable, but if it is true that there is no depression or hesitation.

With a stern shout, Shadow Stinger turned around, the light of the knife in his hand swept away, the swords intersected, and there was a continuous jingling sound, but his powerful power burst out from the blade, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, in an instant Then he pushed away all the sword lights.

The man in the green shirt let out a muffled snort, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and his hands trembled slightly.

He practiced the Sword in Bamboo, a sword hidden in green bamboo, so the sword must be slender and soft, so it walked in a gentle and drizzle-like path, extremely light, but with magnificent murderous intent.

Weapons in the world are against each other, soft swords and thin swords are different. As the saying goes, the best is like water, and softness can overcome strength. The sword in the bamboo seems to be weak, but in fact it can break through the fierce swordsmanship. The more fierce the opponent is, the better he is. gram.

But looking at it now, it seemed a bit contrary to common sense. He was directly crushed by the opponent, and the strength there stretched with the weapon.

Before he could react, the bright knife light reappeared.

This knife was thrown out fiercely, the energy under the momentum of the knife gathered at one point in an instant, and the knife burst out, and he suddenly struggled to move, and was thrown to the ground in an instant, the blood stagnated in his chest, and a stream of blood gushed out.

Even though the opponent no longer had the power to fight back, the Shadow Spike did not pursue anymore, because several figures flew towards him in midair at the same time.

On the left is a woman in a blue shirt, with a mottled and sallow complexion. When she waved her palm at this moment, the wind of her palm was soft and sharp, and occasionally there was a fishy smell, and she was slapping towards him.

On the right is a big man in red, with his arms outstretched and his five fingers clenched tightly. In an instant, countless shadows of fists enveloped him.

Face to face, one person's double hooks clamped each other, looking for an opportunity.

His brows were tightly furrowed on the young face, and Shadow Stabbing couldn't help being more cautious in his heart. He took a deep breath, and the internal force in his dantian was transferred to his limbs. He stepped forward, and his figure suddenly rose. The long sword in his hand stood in front of him, and the palm of his left hand Grinding on the blade, a line of blood spread along the blade.

At the same time, there is that vigorous energy attached to the blade, but it is spreading out in an instant with the scales as the shape of the blade.

The broken sword was in hand, but the blade formed a whirlwind around him.

The gangster whizzed and circled, its strength was like a thread, and the blades of the swords had no pattern to follow.

The woman in the blue shirt was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. Three or two pieces of sword blades shot out, and she slapped them away with the wind of her palm. Do not back again and again.The person holding the double hooks is too busy to take care of themselves at the moment, and immediately the double hooks form a piece, unfolding like a full moon, and they can hear the continuous sound of jingling.

The fist met the opponent, but Shadow Thorn had a free hand, and in a grabbing position, it first explored the countless fist shadows, like fishing for copper coins in a frying pan with bare hands, and accurately grasped the veins of the wrist of the big man in red clothes, and then The man looked up in shock, only to see the young man smile indifferently, stretch out his arms and throw him away.

(End of this chapter)