I Became an Anonymous Boss

Shirataki walked alone, passed through the bustling crowd, and avoided everyone's sight.

He's actually pretty good at stealth skills.

Not unparalleled, but really sneak.

This is also the ability that was cultivated in Baidi City back then. I was able to jump back and forth a few times under the eyes of the master of the heavenly king, repeatedly jumping across the line of life and death. Without any disguise, face changing, stealth and acting skills, I have died for a long time. .

Just bypassing the others, Shirataki went up the halfway up the mountain by himself.

There are mountains and water in the exterior scene. The exterior scene developed by the founder of Tianxiang Pavilion seems to be a relatively lazy type. It is not a cave with a unique style, but a method of moving mountains, directly intercepting part of the scenery from the outside world and placing it here.

Although there are mountains, most of the disciples will not have the leisure to climb the mountains at this time.

The scenery here is also quite good, and there are many wild animals, such as deer, goats, and even black bears.

There was a black bear happily rubbing against the tree, but when Shirataki walked by, it didn't react at all, and continued to hug the tree and rub its chest and back.

Walking halfway up the mountain, the more you go up, the thinner the air and the lower the temperature, but it’s nothing to martial arts practitioners. It’s nothing to take a breath and hold your breath for 10 minutes. Otherwise, why are those passers-by fighting at the scene every day? Inhaling cool air around, holding your breath and gazing, isn't it all because of the presence of true energy in the body and enough lung capacity?Global warming blames this group of air-breathers.

Fortunately, Shirataki was in a pretty good mood, thinking about some funny jokes for his own amusement.

He also picked off a leaf, put it on his lips and blew it, his eyes were a little lazy, and he rose to a height of more than 500 meters, and he was already halfway up the mountain. There was a gazebo in front of him. From here, he could see most of the exterior Scenery, but at this time there is no one around.

Shirataki walked a few steps closer, raised his head and saw a figure in the gazebo.

Looking closely, the man was dressed in black, his whole body was covered in a black robe, he was wearing a bamboo hat, and he was covered with a veil.

In this noon and daytime, it seemed a bit too conspicuous and out of place.

Bai Taki approached the gazebo, sat on the cold stone bench, and asked, "It seems that I'm not too late?"

The other party didn't answer or speak, and through a layer of black veil, his eyes were piercingly cold, his palms were placed on his knees, and he raised his height slightly.

Bai Taki sat on the stone bench, looked at each other, and said harmlessly, "It's the chance I gave you anyway, why don't you let me say nothing?"

The man in black was silent, raised his hand and put it down again, acquiescing to his words.

Shirataki grinned and smiled even more, and said lazily: "You can listen to people's words, I really thought you were a murderous monster, I think you can be so calm, it seems that you can eat me... "

The man in black let out a voice calmly, but his voice was distorted by his true energy: "You are the one who wanted to die."

There were fallen leaves, and the cold and murderous air blew the corners of the two people's clothes along with the cold wind.

Shirataki said: "I also know that this is not a very clever move, it can even be said to be a stupid move, putting yourself in danger, a normal person would not choose this."

"So, you are looking for death by yourself, unless someone comes to save you."

"Do you think anyone will come?" Shirataki asked back.

The man in black didn't answer.

Instead, Bai Taki said frankly: "I have walked for an hour and a half since I climbed the mountain. This mountain is the highest mountain. It is impossible to see all the exterior scenes in a flash even in the Heavenly King Realm, so no one will come to help. I, I know this very well... If it wasn't like this, why would you come? I'm looking for my own death, why don't you worry that this is the bait for you?"

"You are betting that I will not kill you." The man in black said coldly: "But you are destined to lose the bet, and I will kill you."

"I admit that I gambled." Shirataki also admitted, but his smile was even more treacherous: "But it can't be said that I lost the bet."

"No one will come to your rescue."

"That's not what I said, and you don't need to emphasize it a second time."

"Then what are you trying to say!" The man in black feigned anger, as if he was about to lose his patience.

"It's simple, because you are more anxious than me." Bai Taki said calmly, "You still insist on killing me when you are not sure whether it is a trap, which means that my previous deduction was wrong."

"..." The man in black was silent.

"Because you killed one Lu Xiaotang, you have already created enough chaos, but you still think it's not enough, and you want to kill another one, so I gave you this chance, and you really came." Shirataki interlaced his fingers, thinking Analyzed: "This proves that you didn't kill Lu Xiaotang to stir up trouble. You killed people with a purpose, not just to cause trouble for Tianxiang Pavilion."

"so what?"

"Yes, so what?" Shirataki said, "Anyway, I'm about to die."

"You are dead, no one will know what you guessed." The man in black said so, but his palms were pressed on his knees, and he hadn't lifted them yet.

He didn't intend to kill yet, as if he wanted to know what level Shirataki could infer.

People are curious, and everyone who hides secrets will imagine when their secrets are revealed.

"Are you still doing it?" Shirataki asked.

"I was wondering if it would be better if I killed you in front of others," said the man in black.

"I suggest you don't do this, please restrain yourself and be more professional." Bai Taki shook his head and advised: "Otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little strange.

Seeing the silence of the man in black, Shirataki couldn't help jokingly said: "Do you think it's weird? Anyone can say this sentence, but I shouldn't say it. I am the one who is going to die, why should I say it?" I can also put on an expression of indifference, since I am prepared to seek my own death, and it is not a heroic martyrdom, as if I put myself under the guillotine just to fill my own curiosity."

"Yes." The man in black nodded, "Like a lunatic."

"Then guess, why?" Shirataki became the questioner:

The man in black stared at him, but he couldn't see through.

From the beginning to the end, Shirataki's attitude was so ordinary, as if the person sitting opposite was not a murderer assassin, but an old friend.

His hands were always placed in the open, without even a little bit of concealment or small movements, as if he had accepted the reality calmly.

Every word he said seemed to have resigned to his fate, but the tone of every word was still fresh, without the slightest bit of lifeless depression.

This kind of indescribable weirdness made the man in black hold back, but he didn't dare to make a move.

"There are two possibilities." The man in black replied after a long time: "The first one is that you are not afraid of death."

"No, I'm afraid of death." Shirataki denied.

"The second one, you want to die a long time ago." The man in black continued.

"No, I don't want to die yet, I want to live another 500 years." Shirataki continued to deny.

"Then why did you come to seek death?" the man in black asked.

"It's very simple." Shirataki said, "Because I...will never die—!"

The moment the word death resounded, the sound of the demon's anger resounded in all directions.

The man in black froze for a moment. He realized that he had been attacked, but he was momentarily stiffened by the impact of the sound.

Shirataki slapped the stone table with his palm, lifted the heavy bluestone of the prototype, and the bluestone lifted up, covering his sight.

It took only less than a breath of time for the black clothes to get rid of the enraged God of Heavenly Demon. Seeing that the blue stone covered his eyes, he snorted coldly.

But he saw cracks suddenly spread in the bluestone, a fist pierced through the thick stone layer, and the black real energy blew on his sleeves. Howling, the strong wind hit the face, blowing up the black veil.

The man in black saw that the bamboo hat was about to be blown away by a palm, and his eyes hidden behind the veil were extremely cold. He raised his wrist and pointed out his sword finger. In an instant, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and the white clothes saw blood. Shirataki felt the suffocating sword intent , the opponent's cultivation base is at least in the third level of innate or even higher. If it wasn't for the true energy of the demon to restrain the fear instinct, he must be on the way to retreat now, but he knows that he can't retreat, and he can move forward without retreating with his left palm.

- I don't know good from bad!

The eyes of the man in black were cold, and his sword fingers were close together, only to hear a crisp clang, the sword was unsheathed, and the distance of half a meter should have been reached in an instant, but at this moment, it was caught behind, and there was no delay at all. A sword hit the left hand, and then the skin, flesh, bones and white clothes broke instantly like a cut-out picture scroll.

The half-truncated arm spun in mid-air, and the blood gushed out, staining the sharp sword red and spilling out a ferocious blood.

But this is not the end.

It was too late for Bai Taki to retreat, the moment his left hand was cut off, he had already fallen into the sword circle, so the second sword swept across, like ten thousand points of plum blossoms, like a black dragon sweeping, and the white clothes were pierced by a sword.

The sword energy pierced through the chest and came out through the body, carrying the blood stained by the sword tip and drifting far away, turning into a crimson blood mist, which suddenly dyed the dead leaves in the forest red.

The blood-stained sword tip is like a winter plum blossoming in the wind in the snow-capped world.

This sword not only pierced the lungs and injured the viscera, but it was also enough to twist the meridians. Although it is not a sword that seals the throat, but a sword that pierces the heart, it is almost the same.

Even innate warriors can hardly survive.

The man in black thought so too, but he didn't expect Bai Longing to bear the sword with a fatal injury, and continued to move forward without avoiding it.

He caught his own broken arm, bearing the heart-piercing pain, and swung his left hand from his right hand.

The man in black couldn't hide his astonishment through the veil, but how could he dodge at such a distance, he could only watch helplessly as the severed hand came towards his face.

Snapped--!

Slap, loud.

Chapter 260

A sword for a slap.

Shirataki's left hand was severed, and he used his own severed left hand to slap the opponent with a backhand.

Who would have thought of this wave of operations?

The man in black definitely couldn't think of it, so this slap made him confused on the spot.

The black bamboo hat was also slapped and flew out, falling ten meters away.

After the black gauze was removed, there were red marks on the fair cheeks, which showed that the thickness of the skin was not very good.

Bai Taki saw clearly the owner of this face, and murmured: "So it's you..."

The young man looked at this familiar face up close, and his expression was silent for a moment.

Then he smiled again, and changed his words: "It really is you."

She stroked the red marks on her cheeks and raised her eyes: "You know, so what?"

Shirataki replied: "I know, that's enough..."

"It's a pity that you found out too late."

She held the hilt of the sword and pulled it back suddenly. The sharp sword cut across the bones and flesh, bringing out a splatter of blood, staining her face red.

The sword blade on Shirataki's chest was pulled away, the severe pain made his face pale, and he staggered back a few steps.

The weapon from the wound was pulled out, the blood flow accelerated, and Bai Yi Shengxue was already stained with blood.

"You're dying."

"I won't die."

"It's really stubborn." Looking at the tragic scene, she sighed: "I should give you a good time, just stay in the memory honestly."

"You have a good idea." Bai Taki looked at her, and stepped back slowly step by step: "I will not become a memory... What's more, even if I know it's you, there are still many mysteries that have not been solved."

"For this curiosity, you will pay with your life." She asked, "Is it worth it?"