"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
That was the sound of a knife cutting into the body.
Kaxiu retracted his gaze and walked in another direction for a distance. At an inconspicuous corner, he put his hands on the wall and flipped over. There was no sound when his feet landed on the ground because his hands were exerting force.
He stood in the weed-covered open space, hunched over and walked over carefully, taking care to avoid the rubble on the ground.
Next to a slightly broken window.
Kaxiu stood sideways and glanced inside.
This is an empty church, the white marble floor is full of dust and garbage, the corners are full of spider webs, and occasionally there are piles of black and white debris. The walls of the church used to have religious carvings, but now they are already blurred.
There are white pillars around the church hall.
In the middle, a man in black robe is walking slowly.
Killers from the Sand Dust Organization were lying in all directions on the ground. Some of them had their backs of their hands exposed, with hourglass symbols and numbers visible on them. Their rankings were not low.
"52, 44, 21, 14, 5..."
As Kaxiu's gaze moved, he murmured to himself.
The guarding power of the antique warehouse of the Sand Dust Organization is indeed not to be underestimated, and it is all managed by some experts. There are as many as three members of the Sand Dust Organization in the top fifteen ranks, and they are all capable of black blood transformation.
Without Kaxiu, the forces deployed by the Spade "A" organization alone might not be able to ensure that everything goes well. To be conservative, there is a high probability that the plan will fail.
But now, something unexpected seems to have happened.
A mysterious man from an unknown force took action.
All members of the Sand and Dust organization were killed.
"Da da da..."
There was another sound of footsteps in the church hall.
A man in a white suit came over. He was about 30 or 40 years old, with deep features and calm eyes. He was of medium build and had a neatly trimmed beard.
"Peacock… "
"Dison, have you found the Mirror of Illusion?"
The man in black robe started to speak, and his voice was like a leaky bellows, squeezing out of his throat bit by bit with difficulty.
"We found a basement. This should be where these people store their antiques. But it's locked. You need to do it yourself."
Dyson responded quickly. He glanced indifferently at the corpses on the ground and seemed to be accustomed to these bloody scenes.
"good."
Immediately, the two disappeared into the church corridor. A bang similar to an explosion was heard from deep inside.
In a short while, the man in black robe called Peacock and the man in white suit called Dyson carried a large pile of antiques into the hall.
There were hundreds of antiques, ranging from paintings and statues to necklaces and rings. However, the two of them didn't seem to care much about them and just kept searching.
Finally, the black-robed man's bent body suddenly stiffened.
He took out a head-sized mirror from a pile of antiques. It had no mirror surface, only a frame. The frame was made of copper, and the surface was green. It looked like the mirror had been around for many years, and the original dense lines on the surface were blurred.
"Found it..."
The man in the white suit next to him looked over with an excited expression on his face: "The legendary Mirror of Illusion, a mirror in the ancient Soma mythology that has the power to reverse reality and falsehood. It is said that it can make the whole world shrouded in deep falsehood."
"Do you believe it?" the man in black robe said lightly.
"It's a myth after all, so it's bound to be exaggerated." The man in the white suit sneered, "Lord Xiadu said that the Illusionary Mirror is related to the legendary Three Great Gates, and it is the cornerstone and mystery that points directly to the origin of the world. No matter what it is, as long as it can be related to the Three Great Gates, it will definitely not be simple."
"After more than a year, we finally found the Illusion Mirror in Beiliu County. We can go back and report this time."
"Yes, you can go back and report now."
The voice of the man in black robe suddenly appeared behind the man in white suit.
With a "puff", an incredibly swift hand knife pierced through the man in the white suit, and blood and broken bones spurted out from his chest.
The man in the white suit had a painful and incredible expression on his face. He seemed to have not expected why Peacock would suddenly attack his partner at the end of the mission. The two had been together for three years, and he had been Peacock's assistant since joining the Gate Organization. The relationship between the two should be closer than that of ordinary friends.
"Peacock...you!"
The man in white suit vomited blood and wanted to turn his head away unwillingly.
"Now that the Mirror of Illusion has been found, you are useless now. Just die in peace." Peacock's voice was old and cold.
"Why? Are you going to betray the organization?!"
The man in white suit was obviously not an ordinary person. Although he had suffered fatal injuries, he still had a trace of life force.
"Betrayal? No, I never thought about loyalty when I joined the Gate ten years ago. The organization is just a channel for me to obtain intelligence and information. How can that bastard Xiadu get the fragment of the Gate without doing anything? Why? We traveled all over the world and went through untold hardships to find the fragment and give it to him for free?"
The black-robed man was emotionally unstable, as if the thoughts he had hidden for ten years were bursting out at this moment: "What do you think my purpose for joining the sect is? Isn't it just for those three gates? Those gates that can make me rejuvenate and resume my martial arts journey..."
"Gate fragment? What is that... ahem..."
The man in the white suit kept coughing up blood. He could feel the vitality in his body slipping away bit by bit and his body temperature was dropping.
"Haha, you don't even know what the Gate Fragments are. You're still working foolishly for that bastard Xiadu? Do you really think the Gate is just an organization that simply collects mythical antiques and ancient treasures? If that's all, how could it attract so many masters from all over the world to join? So... you never entered the top level of the organization from the beginning, you were just an eyeliner planted by Xiadu next to me. Go to hell..."
The man in black robe swung his right hand, and the man in white suit fell directly to the ground, with blood and internal organs gushing out of his chest.
He twitched on the ground, his shoulders shaking, the light in his eyes gradually fading, just like the blood oozing from his wound.
The black-robed man shook his right hand, and the blood beads were swept away. He slowly lowered his hood, revealing a gray-haired head.
It can be seen that the peacock is very old, with wrinkles all over his face like bark, and his eyes are cloudy and dark.
But at this moment, he seemed to have regained his youthful vitality, and he bent down and took out a compass from the corpse in the white suit. Its shape was similar to a compass used for navigation.
Peacock held the mirror frame in his left hand and a compass in his right hand. A triumphant smile appeared on his face, an almost uncontrollable joy.
"Um?"
He looked down at the compass and made a puzzled sound.
The black pointer was indeed pointing to the mirror frame in his hand, but the ruby in the center did not light up. This meant that there were no fragments of the door on the frame of this illusory mirror, only the breath of the door.
"Impossible! The compass was clearly visible before!"
The smile on Peacock's old face froze.
He tapped the compass gently, even thinking it was broken, but no matter how he tried, the result was still the same.
"In addition to the frame, there should be a mirror. Where is the mirror..."
Peacock turned around and his brows suddenly frowned.
"who?!"
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he instantly moved to the side of the window. His old right hand formed into a claw shape, and he swung it quickly. The window was smashed into pieces with a thud.
Boom!
There seemed to be a sound of fists colliding among the debris.
The peacock stomped on the ground, and with a splash, he rushed out of the window.
In the weed-covered open space, a tall man stopped and instantly changed his standing position to a fighting stance. One foot in front, one foot behind. His hands were spread out and erected on both sides of his head, like a bull's horns.
At first glance, there is a feeling of extraordinary stability.
"Oh? Someone from the Southern Secret Martial Arts World?"
Peacock seemed a little surprised, but his expression calmed down in an instant: "No matter who you are, you will die if you saw what happened just now." The old man drooped his eyelids and his lips moved.
"In the Northern Secret Martial Arts World, the only descendant of the Peacock Style, Jie."
As soon as he finished speaking, his old and thin body swelled up as if blown up, revealing his full muscles on his chest.
The hunched back straightened up inch by inch.
The old man's face, which had originally seemed eerie and scary, became inexplicably angular, with an air of absolute confidence.
He spread his legs and lowered his body. His arms waved like an eagle spreading its wings, making two imaginary circles before fixing them.
The hands are loose and retracted, as if they are holding a steel ball.
Kaxiu glanced over, and it was as if a ferocious bird of prey was swooping down on him. In a trance, it was like a white peacock spreading its wings and flying.
"It's a fighter!"
He had experienced this feeling before. When he first met Winged Serpent Fist Hardy in the past, he was overwhelmed by the fighter's aura, momentum, and even murderous will.
The old man in front of me is undoubtedly also a fighter.
"Southern Secret Martial Arts Realm, Wind Elephant Sect, Kaxiu..."
Kaxiu also introduced himself.
Facing a strong enemy, he did not dare to be overconfident. He had instantly entered his strongest state. His entire body rose like an iron tower, and his rock-white muscles bulged like armor.
Blue veins spread outward from the back of the hands on both sides of the head.
Kaxiu's eyes were bloodshot and bright red, and the breathing sounds like elephant calls from his nostrils continued in a cycle.
"Master of boxing..." Peacock's pupils shrank: "Looking at your appearance, you are only in your twenties now. To be able to reach this level at this age, you are considered a martial arts genius."
His eyes lingered on Kaxiu's strong body: "Young bodies are indeed full of vitality, but it's a pity that I'm old..."
"But even when you're old, you're no match for me!"
As soon as Peacock finished speaking, his body turned into a flash of black lightning and quickly disappeared. The weeds on the ground fell to one side with a whoosh.
Cry!!!
A sharp bird song appeared on the right side of Kasu's ear.
Peacock suddenly appeared beside Kaxiu, and the five fingers of his left hand formed a beak, and then pecked hard at the ear.
Swish!
At the critical moment, Kaxiu dodged to the side, and the peacock's attack did not hit his ear, but hit his tough shoulder.
There was a loud thud and he felt numbness and pain on his right side.
The hard Qigong was actually broken, and blood flowed from his shoulder. His joints were also shaken, affecting Kaxiu's output.
"An attack with extremely strong penetrating power... If it hits my vitals, it will cause me great harm! I must not be hit in the vitals!" Many thoughts flashed through Kaxiu's mind in an instant.
He stomped his left foot backwards, exerted force with his toes, and rushed forward in the opposite direction. He clenched his huge left hand into a fist, as if gathering all the surrounding air into his palm. Then he swung his arm out, and his fist chopped down fiercely from top to bottom.
This move is called Wind Torrent, and it involves a powerful punch!
It is the most powerful of the four killing moves.
"Are you going to attack me actively? There's a huge gap between a boxer and a fighter. Even if I'm old and weak, you can't..." Peacock's face changed immediately when his raised fist touched Kaxiu's wind torrent.
The whole person's feet shook and he took more than ten steps back in an instant.
This retreat only allowed him to use 70% of the force. Kong Que shook his numb fist, his expression gradually becoming serious: "The strength and defense are both amazing, at least the hard Qigong of the great success level. However, the speed and skills are still a little lacking..."
"I still have the advantage in overall strength. As long as I use my body speed and the instantaneous force of the Peacock Fighting Skill to hit the vital points..."
Peacock was quickly assessing the situation, but suddenly saw Kaxiu reach into his arms and instantly pull out a black object. His pupils contracted, and he rolled over several times on the spot.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bullets hit the ground, exploding into balls of mud.
On the side of the church, Peacock looked grim: "Gun? Do you think I don't have one?" He reached out and touched his waist, but there was really nothing.
The gun was still on the man in the white suit.
Bang, bang! Two more shots were fired.
The gunfire stopped, as if they had run out of bullets.
Peacock leaned forward, like a bird of prey swooping down from the sky. He instantly leaped out, approaching Kaxiu with a flash of warp. His hands pecked out rapidly, one in front and one behind.
When the arm was extended halfway, it accelerated again as if it was installed with a spring, and pushed out with greater force.
After using his pistol, Kaxiu threw it aside. His hands, which were placed at his sides, were wrapped in white mist, and he slashed out with a knife-hand posture.
The surging blood caused the veins in his arms to flex and contract.
Bang bang bang bang!
There was a sound like firecrackers in the air, it was the two people's hands colliding quickly. In an instant, it changed into fists, knives, claws, and even elbows. Various moves collided, the strength was wildly offset, and the sleeves were blown into pieces.
Kaxiu dodged and kicked, turning into a black shadow.
Peacock pushed forward with his knee and blocked it with his right hand. His fingers quickly flicked three times on Kaxiu's calf with dull force.
As soon as they touched, Kaxiu suddenly felt his right leg go weak and he almost lost his balance. Peacock took this opportunity to attack, his palm turned into a claw and swung it, grabbing with a force that could tear the wall apart.
Kaxiu groaned, two bloodstains appeared on his chest and collarbone, and his clothes were torn into tatters. He was in a bad situation now. No matter how old his opponent was, he was still a fighter after all. With his sophisticated experience and fierce fighting skills, he had the upper hand. The moves were connected too quickly.
Moreover, Peacock's body movements are exquisite, so it is a bit difficult for him to run away.
"Boy, you are still a little too naive after all..."
A cold light flashed in Peacock's eyes, and he stepped forward quickly, punching out like a cannonball. Kaxiu's strong arms blocked it, but the fist turned into a knife in the middle, shaking off the arms' defense, and finally turned into a fierce palm slap.
Boom!
Kaxiu felt a sharp pain in his chest, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he stepped back. Just when Peacock wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue.
In an instant, the sky turned dark without any warning!
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