"… "
The deputy leader did not speak. The black mask on his face covered his face very well, making it impossible to see his expression.
"Let's go."
He turned around decisively, as if he was afraid of being discovered by the people in the manor. After all, this small hill was not far from the manor and could be seen by the naked eye if he was not careful.
The group of people in the manor are definitely not simple. The masked man thinks that he should make long-term plans first and not act rashly at this time.
On the other side of the wall, the two elders continued their fight.
In other words, this was no longer an ordinary sparring match, but a battle. A battle that was less than a life-and-death battle. Elder Oro of the Skyfall Cross Style and Elder Aomori of the Steel Fist Style had obviously had some grudges before, so there was no point in the fight at this time, and they frequently exchanged blows with both fists.
However, both of them still knew what to do best.
He did not use any extreme burst or killing moves, because if he really hurt the opponent, he would feel great, but the interests of the sect behind him would be greatly damaged.
The Northern Secret Martial Arts Alliance had agreed on the rules before, and these rules could not be broken, and violators would be punished.
The target of this punishment is obviously the entire sect.
On the grass, every step Qingsen took would lift up a large piece of grass. His toes moved at high speed again and again like an electric drill, providing a strong boost to his body. His bursts were extremely fast, and every normal step forward was like a lightning sprint.
Especially when making sharp turns, the soles of his feet are like bulldozers, and the half-meter-long grass can be shoveled away at will. If you look down from the top of the manor, you will find that the original square green lawn has now become a mess.
There were many potholes and long scratches at regular intervals. The yellow-black soil was very conspicuous among the grass.
On the other hand, Elder Oro's body movements are not as destructive to the surrounding environment. Unlike Aomori, who moves straight and fast with great momentum, Oro's body movements are more inclined to close combat and frequent use of the enemy's blind spots.
It's like a spinning top, spinning around in place.
In addition, the fighting styles of the two sides are also completely different.
The Steel Fist Dojo elder Qing Sen was extremely aggressive, his fists swung like a pendulum, carrying an aggressive aura. Every punch and kick seemed to kill someone.
It is the obvious domineering and strong character.
Elder Oro of the Skyfall Cross Style was obviously much calmer, like a venomous snake crawling in the dark, waiting for the prey to pass by and reveal a flaw, then suddenly leaping out and biting the vital point. With a cold temperament, he killed in silence.
The two-handed attack method is a typical example. Putting the knife in the pocket makes it impossible to guess the next move. Then the cross muscles bulge, and the secret martial arts burst out. Draw the knife at an extremely fast speed, and then whistle out with strong lethality.
The place where the knife is chopped is mostly the neck joint.
In the manor, Aomori and Oro's sparring lasted for ten minutes, and in the end both of them only suffered minor injuries.
In fact, a life-and-death battle between masters would not take that long at all. It would usually only take a minute, half a minute, or even a few seconds to decide the winner. The reason why the two fought for such a long time was because both sides were holding back.
Without a real killer move, with Oro Qingsen's decades of rich combat experience, I'm afraid even if they fight for another hour, they won't be able to tell the winner. Now is not a good time to spar, so the two of them stopped fighting naturally after a while.
Kaxiu, who was watching the whole process, was amazed.
Just like a scholar needs to read many different types of books, and over time he will be able to draw inferences from other similarities. The same is true for secret martial arts practitioners, who can learn from others' experience.
Then you must first have enough stones in your hands.
And what Kaxiu was doing now was picking up stones. The fight between two fighters, even if it was not a life-and-death battle, was still a good stone. He had already remembered it well and threw it into the pile of stones.
Just waiting for the day when the stones are piled high enough. A little inspiration turns into lightning, and in the explosion of fire and lightning, the stones turn into powder, and a whole piece of beautiful jade jumps out.
At dusk, the weather was a little gloomy. A cold wind blew through the city streets, blowing up dust and leaves. Dark clouds hung low in the sky, and it seemed that it would rain soon.
Donghai City, Ziyuan Street.
Two girls of average looks were walking along the sidewalk. They were both wearing casual clothes, nothing special. But when they walked, their steps were different from those of ordinary people. Their toes often touched the ground first, and then their heels. This was a basic skill that helped them to dodge danger instantly when it happened.
These two girls are Baishuijian's disciples. They came out to buy some daily necessities for the entire sect.
There were many pedestrians on the street, it was time for people to get off work.
From time to time, someone would glance at the two girls.
Although they are not very pretty, they have straight legs and proud figures due to years of exercise. The curves of their bodies outlined by their clothes are still very attractive. Baishui Sword is not steel fist. They mainly practice cross swords, not muscles.
So there is no situation where men and women are equally strong.
Among the crowd, a man in a black jacket looked slightly ahead. He wore a pair of sunglasses and the most common wide-brimmed hat. At this moment, he was walking slowly along the sidewalk, in the same direction as the two girls in front.
Five minutes passed.
The three of them came to a remote area.
There were only a few pedestrians on the road, the sky was getting darker, and the dark clouds were hanging low as if they were about to press down on the ground.
At the corner of the street, the man took off his sunglasses and looked at the two girls from behind, revealing a face with only one eye. He was the deputy leader of the White Wind Organization, Hitz. After seeing the series of events in the morning, he decided to collect intelligence and information.
The easiest way is of course... to ask someone.
In the distance, the two girls were chatting as they turned into a secluded alley. The footsteps became increasingly distant.
Shiz glanced at the street and saw that there were almost no pedestrians. He immediately followed them, his expressionless face showing a cold look. After asking for information, the two girls must die.
No one can see Shiz's true appearance alive.
He quickened his pace and turned into the alley. The alley in front of him was slightly dim, and the backs of the two girls were no longer there.
Hitz hurried over and turned a corner.
Sudden.
A black figure blocked the corner.
In the dim light, Heath could see that this was a handsome young man with sharp features. He was 1.8 meters tall, lean and strong, and his slightly narrowed eyes were calm.
When he was most eye-catching, the young man's eyebrows and hair were silver-white, and even had a transparent texture.
It's not dyed, it's more like it grew naturally.
"You're blocking my way..."
Heath narrowed his eyes slightly, his face slightly gloomy, obviously realizing that he had been discovered.
"What do you want to do by following my two junior sisters?"
The white-haired young man asked, his words revealing a sense of no doubt: "Report your origins, and then surrender."
mad!
Shiz hadn't seen such a crazy young man for a long time.
That domineering tone was as if he was sure of victory!
"It's been a long, long time since someone talked to me like this..." Hitz took off his sunglasses: "Even if you have mastered some extraordinary powers, so what? But you are only about thirty years old, and I don't see any threat in you..."
He laughed faintly, and then his leather jacket suddenly expanded and burst. Hard and thick mane and strong inhuman muscles squeezed out. His figure expanded rapidly, and in a moment he reached a height of two meters, and a bloodthirsty aura spread out.
"It is indeed an enemy... I heard a few days ago that there are some mortals in Donghai County who have mastered strange ways and can temporarily possess powerful extraordinary powers by borrowing external objects." The white-haired young man paused and said, "Unfortunately, after seeing it today, it is really not worthy of the reputation..."
He shook his head and then narrowed his eyes. The sharp corners of his eyes were like the edges of two swords, full of vigor and momentum.
"Unworthy of the reputation? Hahaha!" The half-man, half-bear monster laughed loudly: "I hope you can still be so stubborn after you die!"
“Hehe…” The white-haired young man just smiled faintly.
"why are you laughing?"
"Nothing, it's just that I suddenly want to eat bear paws..."
A bright silver cross sword light instantly illuminated the entire alley.
Boom!
There were flashes of lightning and thunder, and heavy rain fell from the sky.
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The entire Donghai City was shrouded in gray rain and fog. Rainwater flowed down from the eaves and gathered into streams on the streets. The wind swept through the sky, revealing waves in the rain and fog. The rain cut through the air, splashing blood-colored water on the street bricks. The first, second, and third leaves, bloomed one by one...
At the severely damaged corner of the street, a tall figure was half-sitting on the ground, blood gushing down his neck.
He stared with his one eye wide open, his face filled with disbelief. He tried to make a sound with his mouth, but only a leaky sound came out. He tried to raise his hand, which was almost shaved to bones, but he was trembling and couldn't move. Because half of his shoulder had been cut off.
Shiz raised his head with difficulty, looking at the swaying figure not far away, with some hope in his eyes. But in the end, the white-haired young man did not fall down. He inserted the broken sword into the wall, supporting his body, and his wet white hair stuck to his forehead.
"..." Hiss' body trembled slightly.
He roared in his heart: "As the second-in-command of the White Wind Organization and a Knight-level Nightmare of the Black Rain Villa, how could I lose? How could I be defeated by an enemy that appeared out of nowhere!"
"I don't even know this white-haired guy's fucking name!"
His last words were: "Fuck!"
After the surging blood and unwillingness, there was an endless stream of coldness and darkness spreading from afar.
Shiz is dead, sometimes things just happen.
He did not die on a grand battlefield, nor did he die from a sophisticated conspiracy, and this death had nothing to do with Black Rain Villa. It was just that Heath was curious about the Northern Secret Martial Arts Alliance, and then he followed the two girls.
I met a strange white-haired creature that I had never seen before.
And then... he was whittled to death.
To be honest, it’s a bit confusing and a bit frustrating.
However, accidents are everywhere in life. What Hitz experienced today was obviously an accident. No one can guarantee that they will not be hit and killed by a dump truck when they go out one day.
In the alley, the white-haired man rested for a while. After he recovered his strength, he walked forward and struck with his sword. Hiss's head fell off and rolled to the ground.
The only eye still had a look of reluctance.
The white-haired man grabbed the hair and lifted up the head. He looked at the headless body of Heath, and then swung his sword again. With a snap, the palm of his hand was cut off and rolled to the feet of the corpse.
I must realize my pretense. If I say I want to eat bear paws, then I must eat bear paws. The white-haired man bent slightly and picked up his palm.
Goethe has always been a man of his words since he was a child.
At night, Planck Manor.
"What? You mean you met someone who can turn into a half-man, half-bear monster." Mian looked at the bandaged Goth in front of him with a serious expression: "This extraordinary way should be the half-beast flow in the Night of the Stranger. By injecting the blood of wild beasts, one can gain power beyond ordinary people. The strength is not bad."
"Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that this evil night monster is following the two female disciples of Baishuijian..."
Mian frowned tightly, and glanced at Kaxiu who was sitting on the sofa next to him: "This means we may be exposed..."
"Black Rain Villa is keeping an eye on us and has noticed our movements. It has sent out Nightmare to watch our every move."
Hearing Mian's words, Kashu also frowned.
Inside the room, four or five elders from various secret martial arts schools were also a little worried. It would not be a good thing if the plan was exposed in advance.
Perhaps at this moment, there are a large number of Evil Night Strangers sent by Black Rain Villa in the dark. They are constantly monitoring the movements of the Northern Secret Martial Arts Alliance and passing on information to the villa.
When they thought of such a scene, everyone became anxious.
"I can't continue following the steps!"
Kaxiu, who had been thinking with his head down, suddenly looked up: "The original delivery plan of four days and four batches should be compressed into one day..."
"Don't worry about how loud it is. Just try to cover it up with the Cloud Dog Fist. If we really can't cover it up, there's nothing we can do. Also, we can transport the explosives and weapons from the army directly to Anta City overnight. There's no need to delay any further." Kaxiu narrowed his eyes. "By the way, Mian, are all the carriages on the Sun Horse side finished?"
"Almost done, basically finishing up. How about you?" Mian glanced at everyone in the room.
"It was done a day ago."
Kaxiu crossed his arms over his chest and said, "Since we are almost ready, let's set off for Anta City tomorrow morning. We must take action against Black Rain Villa within three days!"
An accident gave the Northern Secret Martial Arts Alliance a sense of urgency, and the originally orderly plan became tighter.
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