If you ask what is the most mysterious organization in Chaotian Continent, many people will say that it is the Shuremen.
If you ask where the most terrifying place in Chaotian Continent is, many people will say it is the underworld.
But if you want to ask what is the scariest and most mysterious thing about Chaotian Continent? Then there is only one answer.
- Not old forest.
Bulao Lin is an assassin organization. Whether it is a trafficker or a relative of the emperor, whether it is a treacherous traitor or a loyal minister or a hero of the human race, as long as you can afford the money, the old Lin will dare to kill. Even if you want to kill an Xeon who breaks the sea level, Bulaolin will try to do it, and it is said that there have been successful cases.
No one knows who created the old forest, where it is located, and how many members it has.
People only know that as long as the person stared at by the old forest will lose his life soon, he will stay at his original age and never grow old again.
The man in black did not deny it.
For an orthodox sect like Qingshan Sect, Bulao Lin is of course an evil heretic who must be eliminated.
Zhao Layue lowered her head slightly, and the hat covered more of her face.
The man in black was not surprised. He had seen many so-called villains, and those villains would behave a little unnaturally when they first knew that he was from the Old Forest.
That unnaturalness stems from fear of seeing real evil, or inferiority complex.
"As long as you are willing to join the Old Forest, you can have anything."
He looked at Zhao Layue and said with a smile, his voice became hoarse and more seductive.
"Spar? Yes. Precious medicine? You can also have it. Even if you want to have a reputation and status in the practice world, we can help you."
Zhao Layue said: "You can't give me what I want."
The man in black stopped laughing, and said indifferently: "I admire your means in the past two years, so I came out to see you. Now it seems that you still lack the real courage to step into this place that not everyone is qualified to see. The real world, or, I should come to meet you again when you are caught by Qing Tiansi and can't stand the torture."
Zhao Layue said, "I don't accept threats."
The man in black said: "Sure enough, you have the demeanor of a disciple of a great sect, but no matter which sect you are escaped disciples, if you offended the imperial concubine in the palace this time, it is already impossible to return to the mountain gate, let alone I hope that I can return to the world of cultivation, what a bright future I have."
Jing Jiu had been listening silently beside him, making sure that the other party was just an ordinary deacon of Bulaolin, and he didn't want to hear any more, so he said to Zhao Layue, "Hurry up."
In the past two years, he often accompanied Zhao Layue to slay demons and kill people. At the beginning, it was a little novel, but later he felt very boring and often urged her.
At that time, he often said these two words.
Such things have happened too many times, and these two words have been heard so many times, Zhao Layue didn't even think about it, and subconsciously acted.
The sea breeze poured into the ruined temple, brushing her black hair, and a sharp sword intent arose, and she was about to leave her body.
As the assassin of the old forest, the man in black has been assassinating and attacking each other in his life. How has he ever been attacked by others
Frightened and angry, he summoned seventeen small black flags at the fastest speed and placed them around his body.
Those little black flags had a cold breath, as if there were countless resentful souls inside, which was absolutely extraordinary. They were the special treasures used by the Xuanyin Sect to deal with those kendo sects - the Falling Sword Banner.
The falling sword banner is made of seventeen kinds of rare materials, and it is extremely sensitive to the fairy sword. No matter how advanced the opponent's sword art is, as long as the flying sword leaves his hand, the falling sword banner will definitely determine the direction and influence it. Disturb the flying sword's running line in the shortest time.
If the realms of the two parties are quite different, the banner holder can even directly sever the connection between the flying sword and its master.
The man in black was convinced that even if his falling sword banner couldn't shoot down the opponent's flying sword, he would still be able to block the opponent's flying sword, so he would take this opportunity to sneak into the ground of the Sea God Temple, activate the formation that he had prepared, The opponent counter-killed with one blow.
Worthy of being an assassin of the old forest, when encountering a surprise attack, the response method he came up with in such a short period of time can be said to have no loopholes.
But he still underestimated his opponent.
He didn't know that what he was facing was the youngest peak master of Qingshan Sect in decades.
More importantly, in the past two years, Zhao Layue has repeatedly tested the sword, and her sword fighting consciousness is at its peak.
Instead of drawing a sword, she turned herself into a sword.
The short hair moved with the wind and became messy again, and she disappeared from the spot.
When she reappeared, she was already in front of the man in black.
In an instant, she crossed a distance of several feet and passed through those small black flags.
On her shoulders and earlobes, two clear wounds appeared, and black dirty blood was oozing out.
She didn't care about this, and directly slapped the man in black on the chest.
The man in black didn't have time to recall the black flag, and with a strange cry, his right hand rose up to meet her palm.
His palm was extremely skinny, and it didn't look like a living person. The edge exuded a dark luster, and he didn't know what kind of magic power it contained.
There was a soft snap.
Two palms meet.
A bright red sword emerged from Zhao Layue's palm.
Crack!
The sword easily pierced the man in black's palm, and then continued forward, piercing his chest.
A bright red sword tip appeared from behind the man in black.
I don't know if it was the original color, or it was stained like this by the blood of the man in black.
tick.
Blood dripped on the ground of the ruined temple.
The man in black slowly fell to his knees and died.
His eyes were full of disbelief and despair.
The sea breeze suddenly became violent.
The peeling skin of the wall in the ruined temple was blown into powder and flew everywhere.
The powerful coercion high in the night sky felt getting closer to the ground.
Zhao Layue looked up at the sky over the ruined temple.
The black and white eyes under the hat were full of piercing sword intent and endless fighting intent.
"I can't beat it."
Jing Jiu said to her, "It might be possible in ten years."
Xiao He opened her eyes innocently, with a dazed expression on her face.
She couldn't comprehend what she saw.
They were clearly negotiating, why did Zhao Layue suddenly commit murder
This is so unreasonable.
Just thinking about this, she suddenly felt a slight chill somewhere in her body.
She looked down and found that an iron sword had pierced her right shoulder.
The iron sword pierced her body and nailed her to the wall of the ruined temple.
Blood gushed out from his body and flowed down the iron sword.
Xiao He felt her body getting colder and colder, and then she felt extreme pain, her little face became very pale.
She looked up at Jing Jiu, shocked and speechless.
The iron sword was held in Jing Jiu's hand.
She has been on guard against Zhao Layue because of fear.
In the past two years, how many people Zhao Layue killed and how, Bu Laolin knew better than Qing Tiansi.
Even when they met at the hot pot restaurant, she couldn't see through Zhao Layue's details.
But she never thought that Jing Jiu would be so terrifying.
Until the iron sword pierced through her right shoulder, she didn't realize that Jing Jiu had already drawn the sword!
The iron sword is very wide, and Xiao He is very petite, making her look even more pitiful.
Jing Jiu's eyes were very calm, without the slightest pity, nor was it intentional indifference.
He looked at her as if he were looking at an ordinary stone, a fleeting wave in the west sea.
Xiao He knew that his real realm was no higher than her own, and if it wasn't for a sneak attack, she might not be able to restrain herself.
But looking at his eyes, extreme fear arose in her heart, and she could no longer think of doing the right thing.
Because she knows that this is the real ruthlessness.
So ruthless.