I Became an Anonymous Boss

All he knew was that the opportunity was right here, he couldn't miss it, and he wouldn't let it go, even if the crow didn't send this news, he would still step on the deck of the dragon boat before dawn.

The crow said in a timely manner: "No surprises, the target is one of the three people in black robes, that woman."

Taotie Lingzhu nodded, glanced at the river, and said in a low voice, "Go—!"

At the same time as he issued the order, the boat rushed into the river like an arrow from the string. In the turbulent river, it was still moving straight forward. Two water monsters with excellent water quality dragged the boat and chased after the dragon fish boat. direction.

Tonight, the river is destined to be bloodied.

……

laugh!A bit of bright red blood splashed and landed on Shirataki's cheek.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood on his cheek, the blood was a little warm.

Already at such a distance, but still being spattered with blood, it can be seen that this battle is far more dangerous than it looks.

Looking at the ray of bright red on his fingertips, Shirataki remembered that even if it was a seemingly fair duel, it was not impossible to use means.

For example, you can take drugs.

She still has a few healing pills on her body, if she takes one in the duel, she will have a few percent advantage.

Thinking of this, Shirataki took out the white jade-colored porcelain bottle, thinking that it was a pity that he couldn't hand it over now.

"This is?" Shang Yuwei looked at the porcelain bottle: "Is it a pill?"

"Maybe it will be useful later." Bai Taki said, but he felt a little regretful: "I hope it won't be necessary."

He looked at the top of the tall building, and it would not be too long before the winner was decided.

At that time, Lan Xiangxue's back was already a bit shaky, and there was a big difference in strength, realm, and experience. A unique skill or a famous sword alone was not enough to fill the huge gap.

The only thing that was not disturbed was her breathing.

If the breathing is not disordered, it means that the mood is not disordered.

She has always remained calm, she can't stop thinking, and she can't be dominated by emotions.

She remembered the young master's teachings, improved her swordsmanship day by day, and never forgot the basic skills of fighting.

It's a pity that she doesn't have long time. If it takes another year or so, she will definitely not be able to lose this battle.

Blood dripped from the arm.

Lan Xiangxue raised her sword, but she only mastered the first sword style, and after using it back and forth so many times, she has already used up her skills.

But so what?

She still swung her sword down, and the light of the sword was as chaotic as snow.

"It's the same move again." The blood-clothed landlord snorted coldly.

The first time you see this sword style, you will find it extremely amazing, but after seeing it too many times, your interest has faded.

The sword light is chaotic, getting its shape, but not its meaning.

The moves are exquisite, but they can't kill people!

Stunning swordsmanship rose and fell, and the chaotic snow-like sword light pierced towards him. The blood-clothed landlord raised his finger and faced the sword's edge impartially.

He smirked slightly... It really humiliated this famous sword.

The strength of the realm of strength makes him no need to shy away from Chengying's sharpness.

Without the sword intent, the aura of the famous sword cannot be awakened. It is just a slightly sharp steel. Such a sword edge can be grasped with fingers.

Fingers collided with the blade, and the chaotic light of the sword was intertwined with the scattered afterimages.

There was a series of ding ding ding sounds, and the sound of tit-for-tat collisions was as crisp as iron forging.

Lan Xiangxue exhausted her sword stance, and before her toes landed, the landlord in blood clothes seized the opportunity. He used his true energy, exerted force with his palm, and slapped him from the air, pouring out an overwhelming palm wind.

Amidst the roar, Lan Xiangxue was hit by the strong wind, like a kite with a broken string, and fell on the top floor of the dragon boat, smashing the wooden railings and breaking dozens of decorative glazed tiles.

With such a blow, even the internal organs of ordinary warriors would be shattered.

Lan Xiangxue slowly got up from the top floor, she coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood, her injuries became more and more serious.

The spectators all showed the look of 'it's almost over'.

The landlord in blood clothes seems to have lost his last patience: "Even the sword style has only been practiced in this way. If you don't have other skills, you will stop here, but you don't have any possibility of hiding your clumsiness..."

Lan Xiangxue's face was as pale as snow, and she said lightly: "You should have killed me a long time ago, but you have always reserved three points of energy, which can directly shatter my heart, but you didn't do it. Is it because you are worried about your son's attack, or because you are worried about killing me? , you want to stay and be buried with him?"

The blood-clothed host tapped his elbow with his fingers: "You're not stupid..."

Lan Xiangxue said softly: "But you still want to kill me, so why hide it?"

The host in blood clothes narrowed his eyes: "Are you begging for death?"

Lan Xiangxue didn't answer, but just performed the same move.

The blood-clothed landlord let out a sigh of relief: "Then I will fulfill you!"

The gust of wind whizzed past, the dense white mist was torn apart, and the five fingers of the blood-clothed host hooked into a hook. He no longer reserved any strength, he knew that Lan Xiangxue would definitely use the same move to kill him again, he only needed to repeat the defensive counterattack he had repeated three times before That's it.

This time, he will literally tear her heart apart.

Lan Xiangxue lowered her three-foot blade, she spoke softly, and it was the first time she pronounced the name of this style.

——Xueluo Wuhen.

It was snowing all over the sky again, and the sword light was cold.

The landlord in blood clothes sneered in his heart, it was a good job, but he had suffered three times, and he continued, it was really stupid.

But this time, his fingers collided with the sword once, twice, three times... Soon he felt something was wrong, and the pain came from between his fingers.

He suddenly looked at his fingertips, and at some point, the nails had cracked, blood overflowed, the pain spread, and in the torn sores, there were streams of sharp sword energy flowing backwards along the wound.

This is……

The blood-clothed master stared wide-eyed, he retreated in a panic amidst the chaotic slashing sword lights, there was a flaw in the defense, blood burst out from his body one after another.

The landlord lost his previous composure, so he could only retreat and dodge, but this sword move itself did not leave room to dodge, the snowflakes falling all over the sky are all sword light, where are you going to escape?

He didn't understand why he couldn't catch the fourth time after he had caught the first three poses!

This is not the accumulation of injuries, but the essence of this sword style has changed.

He was surprised and angrily said: "You actually realized the sword intent just before the battle!"

This kind of sword intent at the level of first glance is not very lethal, and the sword intent needs to be conceived, but the terrible thing is that Lan Xiangxue is holding a famous sword in the world. The Chengying Sword is activated by the sword intent and released Lingyun, like an amplifier, instantly increased the destructive power of the sword intent by a level.

The armor-piercing effect brought about by equipment crushing made the blood-clothed landlord look like a skinned hedgehog, turning into a real blood-clothed landlord.

The blood-clothed landlord gritted his teeth: "Fuck the fairness—!"

He retreated and fled violently, but he couldn't avoid the dense sword light, and he didn't care about any image problems. He fell down from the top floor like a donkey rolling, and at the moment he fell in a panic, Lan Xiangxue's sword style suddenly retracted, The chaotic and scattered snowflakes gathered, scattered, and reunited into a sword in his hand.

She raised her sword flat, condescending, and her aura climbed to the peak.

Swing the sword to break the floating clouds!

This move will determine the outcome of life and death, and everyone's eyes are full of shock and excitement, this turnaround is only within a short move.

But no one expected it to happen suddenly.

A neigh pierced the sky, and a cold light shot through the layers of night. Amidst the shrill sound, the short dagger thrown from the white mist stabbed Lan Xiangxue.

The girl broke her wings and fell in mid-air, blood staining the moonlight.

Chapter 150 Seven Dangerous Situation

The sudden attack startled everyone's sight.

When Lan Xiangxue was about to get her first drop of blood, she was stabbed in the back by a dagger.

Shirataki leaped into the air, caught the falling girl, and then fell back to the deck.

He looked at Lan Xiangxue's back, the wound was not shallow, it hurt her lungs, and she was coughing up blood.

It was when luck made a move, she was pierced through her chest by a dagger, and her inner qi was in chaos, making her tremble with severe pain at this time.

"Son..."

"Don't talk yet, Baoyuan Shouyi." Bai Taki took out a Vitality Pill, and said, "Open your mouth."

Lan Xiangxue opened her mouth obediently, took the Vitality Pill, and the power of the medicine dissipated in her stomach, as if her whole body was soaked in warm water, the pain went away a little.

Shirataki pulled out the dagger on her back, it was a short dagger.

After the inspection, he breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, no poison was applied.

Bai Taki handed the porcelain vase to Hua Ling: "Please take care of her."

Hua Zhongjin nodded. With him around, Lan Xiangxue would not die. His confidence as a doctor kept him calm.

But compared to Lan Xiangxue's injury, what Hua Zhongjin was wary of was who was behind the sneak attack.

This is what everyone is thinking about.

Shirataki's face sank like water, he looked at the warm blood stained on his palm, after a while the blood lost its temperature and became bitingly cold in the night wind.

The landlord in blood clothes had finished his embarrassing donkey rolling, he got up from the ground, his body was still bleeding, he looked embarrassed, but there was no fear on his face, but a faint sneer.

Shirataki didn't approach rashly, and he wasn't overwhelmed by anger.

He said: "Is this the source of your courage to go to the meeting alone?"

The blood-clothed host said, "Yes."

Bai Taki said indifferently: "Sure enough, I shouldn't have too high expectations for people like you."

The landlord in blood clothes said: "I came here with the intention of a fair confrontation."

Shirataki asked back: "A fair duel you said is a backstab?"

The landlord in blood clothes snorted coldly: "Do you still have the face to mention a fair confrontation with me?"

Bai Taki raised his eyebrows: "Lan Xiangxue won you by relying on her own ability, so what does it have to do with me?"

The landlord in blood clothes said angrily: "I have never seen such a brazen person!"

Bai Taki's face was indifferent, he didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party anymore, and said bluntly: "You can call your helper out."