It is possible to be shaken into the snow by His Majesty the Emperor.
At this time, the snow in the Tai Chi Hall began to be stained red with blood, and Fan Xian, who was not far away, was lying slumped in the snow, seemingly unable to move anymore, as if no one could help Haitang and Shisanlang Wang any more. These two young people who were recognized by the former great masters as the most likely to step into the realm of masters, are they going to die like this at the hands of the only remaining great masters in the world
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A flash of vigilance flashed in His Majesty's heart. Although he has been vigilant against everything since last night, he has never been arrogant because of his master status. He is not Si Gu Jian, and he has not left any chance for Fan Xian's family. , although up to this time, until before in the Tai Chi Hall, he had not noticed that the change he was most afraid of had happened, but the alertness at the moment still made his eyes narrowed, looking at the piece of snow dripping red in front of him. land.
Where His Majesty's eyes touched, the snow seemed to begin to melt extremely quickly. Of course, this was not because His Majesty's eyes were burning hot, but indeed from the moment Fan Xian's fingertips showed his sword energy, the snow below had already begun to melt. melted.
It's just that all of this happened in the blink of an eye, Emperor Qing wounded Fan Xian with one finger, locked the two young strong men with his hands, and the snow really melted and loosened.
Under the snow is a man in white.
The number one assassin in the world, the king who walks forever in the dark, the head of the Sixth Office of the Overwatch Council who has harvested countless heads under the sword, the first disciple of Jianlu in Dongyi City, the shadow next to the wheelchair, when he acts in this life , only wore white clothes twice.
Once in the Hanging Temple, he jumped out of the sun, his whole body shrouded in golden light, like an exiled immortal. One time was today, he was born from the snow, his whole body was pure white, like a saint.
Shadow made two shots in white, but he was facing the same person, the most powerful person in the world. So Shadow's shot today is also the most powerful and insidious shot he has ever made!
Unlike Fan Xian and Wang Shisanlang, his sword also seemed to be white, without any luster on it, and it looked so unpretentious and bleak.
And his sword is also so simple, not particularly fast, but very stable, the angle he chooses is very strange, the angle of inclination of the sword body, the turning of the sword surface, all follow a calculated position, without a trace of trembling Stretched out.
This sword is too wonderful, it does not stab Emperor Qing's face, eye sockets, throat, lower abdomen... any fatal place, nor the unusual choices of toes, knees, waist, etc., but stabs His Majesty the Emperor Left thigh.
At this moment, His Majesty the Emperor did not dodge the shadow's sword. The white tip of the sword lightly pierced into the root of His Majesty's thigh, and a bloody flower spewed out!
The shadow is an assassin, his life is to kill people, in his eyes there is no one who cannot be killed, just like many people think that a thigh injury cannot cause fatal damage, but the shadow knows that there is a blood gap at the root of the thigh, Once pierced, blood will spurt five feet high, and no one can survive.
It's just that although this sword pierced His Majesty's thigh shallowly, it was not enough to kill this strong man, because the blood barrier had not been pierced yet. The shadow crouching in the snow is like a dedicated cattle butcher, picking up steadily and cautiously at a speed.
His Majesty's face was a little whiter than the snow all over the sky. The moment the shadow in white came out with his sword, he was already backing away. He took Haitang and Wang Shisan who bound his hands Lang slid on the snow, backing away.
However, the shadow in white still stabbed the sword.
The emperor felt a bit of pain, his pupils shrank slightly, and then his people turned into a dragon in the wind and snow, rolling up all the snowflakes around him, all the people, all the sword intent, all the resistance, Everyone wrapped in the field floated up in the snow field in front of the Tai Chi Hall.