After nightfall, Zixiao Mansion City was brightly lit and bustling.
Du Shougao finally stopped coughing blood, and seemed to have had enough wine. He picked up the cloth on the table and wiped the blood-stained iron sword in his hand.
At this time, someone walked into the wine shed. This was a slender man. Because the wine shed blocked his head, it was not clear whether he was a man or a woman.
Even Feng Feiyun didn't see how he entered the wine shed, and inadvertently, he was already standing inside.
Feng Feiyun was busy spitting out the chicken bones in his mouth, and stared at the wine shed with a concentrated expression, trying to see the appearance of the man sitting opposite Du Shougao, but this man always had a hand in his hand. It was holding a fan, blocking his face.
"Those are the black-shell boots that the children of the Feng family wear. Could it be that it was the children of the Feng family who hired Du Shougao to kill?"
Although he couldn't see the other's face, and he deliberately put on a long robe to hide his body, but the shoes on his feet were exposed, letting Feng Feiyun see a clue.
"Fengyu is dead, what about the things?" the man said.
Du Shougao still sat up straight, stared lightly at the man opposite, with a complicated look, he slowly touched the bamboo slip from his arms and put it on the table.
The man was about to fetch the bamboo slips on the table, but Du Shougao's sword landed on his wrist. As long as he dared to touch the bamboo slips, this handle could cut off his hand.
"First give the reward, one hundred thousand taels of red gold!" Du Shougao's voice was cold, making the wine on the table turn into ice.
The man's hand was in the air, and he let out a sinister laugh: "Okay, I'll give it to you!"
"boom!"
A large white light lit up on the man's wrist, turning into a layer of scale armor, blocking Du Shougao's iron sword, while his other hand condensed into a two-fingered sword, piercing Du Shougao's eyebrows. .
Du Shougao is naturally not an ordinary person. As soon as the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, the whole person backed out. At the same time, he also slashed a sword in the air and pulled out a sword wave!
"Bang!"
A sword smashed the entire wine shed, and the sword gas smashed the wine jar, wine jug, and wine glass. For a time, the wine smell filled the air, the wine mist transpired, and the mellow fragrance filled half of the street.
But the table on which the bamboo slips were placed was intact, and the man was still sitting on the bench, swinging a fan in his hand, but he still couldn't see his face.
"Let's do it!" Feng Feiyun also sharpened his fists and fixed his eyes on the bamboo slip. The thing that two top masters are fighting for is absolutely extraordinary. If he can fish in troubled waters and take the bamboo slip, then the most Nothing better.
"Du Shougao, you are already injured, you can't be my opponent." The man was not in a hurry and said calmly.
Du Shougao held his sword in one hand and stood at a distance of ten feet, with circles of fighting spirit swirling around his body, and the momentum was amazing, forming a whirlwind.
Like a seriously injured person.
"The fifth generation of the Feng family actually has a master like you, but I didn't see it before." Du Shougao's words had a deep meaning and seemed to mean something.
"There are still many things you didn't see." The man said.
"To be my enemy for the sake of a mere 100,000 taels of gold, this is definitely your most unwise move!" Du Shougao said a lot today, at least more than usual.
"One hundred thousand taels of red gold is not too much for me. Killing you is just because you know too much." The man said vaguely.
"I've done a lot of things like killing people, but I didn't expect to be killed in reverse today!"
Every time Du Shougao said a word, his aura increased by one point. When he finished speaking the last word, his aura had reached its peak, and at this moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.
No, it was just so fast that it felt like he was gone.
The sword light and the figure turned into a flowing shuttle at the same time, and they wanted to take the opponent's life with one sword.
Du Shougao's sword is extremely fast, and can kill all elders with one sword.
That man is no slower than him!
"Snapped!"
The figure of the man overlapped, forming a series of shadows, and a palm slapped on the sword in Master Du's hand, hitting a large spark of sparks.
Clang!
The iron sword in Master Du's hand was shattered, creating a spider web-like crack.
"Snapped!"
The iron sword shattered, and the iron filings fell to the ground, revealing a blood-colored brilliance, and a slender sword shadow appeared.
There is a knife hidden in the iron sword!
"call out!"
The knife is faster, harder, stronger!
With a flick of a wave, a flame was pulled out, a flame with knife energy.
"This is... a sword at the level of a spirit tool." There was a hint of shock in the man's voice, obviously a spirit tool can still be very shocking.
If the power of a spiritual tool is fully displayed, it can compete with an army of 100,000, and allow monks to fight across realms.
"Hmph, Du Shougao, you have been seriously injured, and you can't use the power of the spirit tool at all. Even if you master a spirit tool, you will surely die today."
The man quickly settled down. If Du Shougao in his heyday added a spiritual tool, then he would only have to escape for his life, but now Du Shougao is not sure when he will fall. not afraid.
"Then you're wrong... eh? Where did the bamboo slips go?" Du Shougao's voice also gave rise to surprise.
The man also stared at it. There was no bamboo slip on the table. The table was empty, and only half a chicken bone was left on it.
"The mantis catches the cicada oriole behind, what a oriole!"
Du Shougao naturally also knew the value of bamboo slips. A pair of electric eyes scanned the four directions, and finally found a clue. Holding the knife in his hand, he chased into the night, stepping on the rubble, and the catapult shot dozens of meters high.
When the man closed his fan, a thick layer of mist covered his face, making it difficult to see whether he was a man or a woman, not even his age, and a "tsk tsk" sound came out of his mouth.
"To be able to take the bamboo slips under my nose, this guy's methods are not ordinary."
After saying this, he also flicked his shirt, stepped on the roof, and chased in the direction Du Shougao was chasing.
Feng Feiyun ran very fast, whether it was a wide ancient street or a narrow ravine, he did not hesitate to step over it, and ran as soon as he grabbed the road.
No way, I just blame the two killing gods in the back for chasing them too fast. If they are slowed down by one point, they will probably die under their swords.
Feng Feiyun squeezed the piece of bamboo slip in his hand, and regretted it in his heart. It was absolutely normal that Du Shougao could track the skill, and the killer could track the skill for thousands of miles.
"Chase, chase, chase again and chase to the inner city!"
Du Shougao and the mysterious man were getting closer and closer, and the sound of the wind breaking from their rapid pursuit could be heard in his ears.
"call out!"
Du Shougao waved the knife in his hand, and a blade of air came out like a slender fire dragon.
"puff!"
Feng Feiyu's coat was cut into pieces, if he hadn't escaped fast, it would not have been his coat, but his neck.
Another cold air rose from the top of the head, with a strong murderous aura, Feng Feiyun's heart trembled, and his body slammed to the side, crashing into a high-walled mansion, dodging a fatal blow.
It was not Du Shougao who shot just now, but the mysterious Feng family disciple, whose cultivation is not lower than that of Du Shougao.