Yin Wufeng was startled by the sudden light from inside the house.
what's the situation
He restrained his breath, not daring to reveal anything, and shrank in the shadows. The law he cultivates is very partial, and it is called [Ghost Yin Mushroom]. His law face is like a mushroom, so he is called a ghost mushroom. The power it projects is extremely feminine. This kind of Yin-type power is very suitable for hiding the body and restraining the breath.
Tang Tian slowly opened his eyes, but found that he didn't know when tears were streaming down his face.
Is it a dream
This dream is so clear, even every detail is so clear.
Suddenly, he lowered his head and glanced inadvertently, but was suddenly stunned. Between the fingers, a strange blue flower is clearly visible!
little blue...
Tang Tian's head buzzed, and he felt the hairs on his back stand on end. Could it be a dream
The blue flower between the fingers suddenly lit up, and the dazzling blue light instantly flooded the entire room.
Damn it!
What does this guy want
Tang Tian was startled, and subconsciously twisted the flower seal in his hands, the blue light was still bright, but Tang Tian, who was at peace in his heart, didn't find it glaring. Countless lights and shadows flashed by in Liuli's state of mind, and a vague phantom shrank in the corner of the outer wall.
Tang Tian's heart moved, and a blue light quietly entered the corner wall.
If there is nothing to penetrate.
The wind outside the house was quietly lurking, and the blue light from the house was so strong that it made him feel uneasy. At this moment, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart. People who are good at assassination have an extremely keen sense of danger.
Without even thinking about it, he wanted to get away and run away. His intuition for danger had saved his life countless times.
On the wall in front of him, a little blue light suddenly lit up. This blue light seemed to have a breathtaking power, which was so bewitching that it made one's heart palpitate.
This is…
Blue light flew out from the wall, coming so fast that Yin Wufeng, who was terrified, only had time to raise the Yin Breeding Sword in his hand.
A seductive blue flower sticks to the body of the genital sword.
Yin Wufeng's pupils dilated, and the next moment, a dazzling blue light erupted without warning.
Caught off guard, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of Yin Wufeng's eyes, he snorted, ignoring other things, his body was like smoke, and he fled outwards.
Even though he didn't see anything, Yin Wufeng, who had already figured out the place, still followed the escape route he had designed long ago, instead of blindly flying into the air. He has rich experience and knows very well that going up into the air in such a passive state is tantamount to exposing himself to the eyes of the enemy and will only become a target for siege.
At this time, Yin Wufeng already understood that this operation failed, and the power of the grimace exceeded his expectations.
For an assassin, this was undoubtedly an extremely fatal mistake.
There was only one thought in his mind, to run for his life.
Yin Wufeng, who was crazily escaping, suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast. His hairs tightened, and he was terrified. Without even thinking about it, he threw himself to the side suddenly, and the genital sword in his hand sprinkled a layer of sword curtain to protect his whole body. .
Huh, the gray sword curtain spread out, and countless tiny dust particles flew around.
Ash particles burst one after another.
clap clap.
Hearing the familiar sound of spores bursting, Yin Wufeng calmed down inexplicably.
Every time a spore burst, it would spray out a cloud of filaments, and in the blink of an eye, a thick layer of silk curtain would be laid down. These spore filaments are extremely tough, and the key is that there are so many of them. Although the blue flower is strange, it is not easy to break through the layers of encirclement.
Yin Wufeng, who had calmed down, was even faster, and he sprinted in at high speed, clinging to the wall of the alley.
Suddenly, his face changed drastically.
The thick silk curtain behind him was instantly pierced, how could it be...
He instinctively twisted his waist and dodged to the side, a sudden pain in his chest, and his body froze.
How can it be…
There were only these four words left in his mind, and the scene in front of him gradually recovered. He stared blankly at the terrifying flower that stopped in front of him. Blood dripped slowly along the petals, revealing a delicate and seductive blue.
It floated quietly in front of him.
When the last drop of blood dripped, Yin Wufeng fell to the ground with a crash.
On Yin Wufeng's body, there was a small blue wound. The blue color of the wound spread rapidly, and soon, the strange blue color spread all over the body, and Yin Wufeng's corpse became crystal clear like a sapphire.
The crystallized corpse began to annihilate rapidly.
A gust of wind blew by, leaving nothing on the ground except a dusty sword.
The blue flowers suddenly turned into a rain of flowers, rolled up the genital sword on the ground, and sank into Tang Tian's room.
In the far corner, the faces of the two people watching from a distance were pale.
"Yin Wufeng has lost his hand..." The middle-aged man who spoke was fat and luxuriously dressed, just like those businessmen.
The other was an old man with a face full of weather and frost, his hands were covered with calluses, he looked no different from an ordinary coolie, except that his eyes were faintly flickering. He was silent for a long time, and Fang said in a deep voice, "Does Boss Wen know this flower?"
The fat man put away his wry smile, and said seriously: "It is said that the six seals of Li Zu's heavenly demon back then were like wild flowers falling in disorder."
The old man raised his eyebrows: "Does Boss Wen think that this son is really the descendant of Li Zu?"
The fat man glanced at the old man, and said calmly: "Mr. Zhu's words are wrong. I don't think it matters. What matters is what others think."
The old man was silent.
He has thought about various possibilities, such as failure, and he is not surprised. He uses Yin Wufeng, although he believes in his strength, he also has the meaning of throwing stones to ask for directions. If it can be killed, it doesn't matter whether it is a descendant of Li Zu, and the dead never matter.
However, among the various possibilities he envisioned, Yin Wufeng was definitely not killed so easily. That eerie and terrifying blue flower sent chills down his spine.
What kind of move is that
The legend of Li Zu has not been completely forgotten, and the legend of hype is still passed on by word of mouth.
"Let's see how Lu Shengxiang reacts." The old man said quietly.
Boss Wen knew what old man Zhu meant. Lu Tianwen didn't show up for such a long time, and everyone began to speculate whether something happened to him. Everyone can imagine how the seasoned Lu Shengxiang would just sit back and watch. Sharp Wind City has already gathered masters, waiting for Grimace to throw himself into the net. But for some reason, Fatty Wen didn't believe that Jianfeng City could stop Grimace. But he did not refute, such a battle of spirits is meaningless.
Moreover, the powerful force of the grimace made him sober up a lot. From another angle, he suddenly felt that his vision was clear.
The point of Li Zu's inheritance seems important, but in fact it is not important at all. What really matters is the strength of Ghostface. Without strength, using the name of Li Zu's successor is suicidal. If the strength is strong enough, without the name of Li Zu's successor, he can still roam the realm of crime.
Old man Zhu was confused by the name of Li Zu's heir, but Fatty Wen was very sober. He could see that Grimace's ambition was not in the realm of crime at all.
People simply look down on the poor place of sinyu.
That grimace is bound to return to the Sanctuary, thinking of this, Fatty Wen's heart swayed.
Sanctuary, what a distant name, the hometown of the ancestors. Fatty Wen, who was born in Sinyu, doesn't have deep feelings for Sanctuary, but one thing is clear, Sanctuary is not as poor and difficult as Sinyu.
Grimace does not belong to Bright Continent, otherwise it would have left long ago.
And if Ghostface really wanted to return to the sanctuary, there would be a battle with Guangmingzhou.
Thinking of this, Fatty Wen hesitated. The strength of Guangming Continent has long been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the sinners. Can Grimace defeat Guangming Continent
In all fairness, Fatty Wen felt that the possibility of success was very small, no, very small. With such a small probability of success, there is no meaning of any investment at all, but why do I feel so excited
Fatty Wen was in a daze.
Tang Tian didn't know that there were two important figures secretly watching him. At this moment, he was completely shocked by Xiaolan's terrifying lethality. Every movement of Yin Wufeng did not escape Liuli's state of mind, even Tang Tian couldn't help admiring Yin Wufeng's sophistication and cunning.
Even if he did it himself, he couldn't do better than Xiaolan.
The scene of the thick and bright red blood slowly fading from the delicate petals makes one feel chills in the heart.
A cloud of blue petals wrapped in the Yinzhi Sword returned to Tang Tian's room, and threw the Yinzhi Sword in front of Tang Tian. The petals all over the sky disappeared, turned back into Xiaolan, and sank into Tang Tian's body.
Tang Tian hurriedly checked his body.
The first time he saw Xiaolan, he doubted the dream. If it is really a dream, what is Xiaolan
Tang Tian was even more surprised when he checked his body.
Liuli's state of mind is crystal clear, spotless, and a small sapling is extremely eye-catching.
Sure enough, it was not a dream.
Tang Tian was shocked, if it wasn't a dream, the scene in the Sea of Rest...
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the six-armed demon, as if struck by lightning, he was stunned.
In the palm of the weeping sword that had been hovering in the sound and sand, a small bronze sword was swimming like a small fish.
That is…
As soon as Tang Tian's mind moved, the small bronze sword flew in front of him. The small bronze sword has a strong style of the Southern Cross Corps, and the sword body is full of cracks, which reminds Tang Tian of those broken and re-glued porcelain heroic souls in the Sea of Rest.
He rubbed the blade involuntarily, and a familiar and close consciousness came.
There is a line of small words on the body of the sword - "How can our generation rest in peace".
Tang Tian stared blankly at this line of small characters, and the hoarse and hoarse roar that echoed over the Sea of Rest seemed to be right next to his ears.
"The life and death of the Corps is unknown, how can we rest in peace!"
And the tide-like "Southern Cross, advance!"
Tang Tian tightly held the cracked bronze sword in his hand, and muttered to himself: "From today on, you will be called the Immortal Sword. The heart's desire is that the heroic soul will never die. Senior heroic soul, fight with me!"
As if feeling Tang Tian's intentions, the Immortal Sword trembled suddenly, its voice was majestic, solemn and hoarse, like a tragic song of a strong man, like a raging fire burning the body, the fighting spirit pierced through the air, generous and heroic!
Faintly, the Sea of Rest appeared in front of Tang Tian's eyes again, the scenes of one after another rushing towards the sky like the tide, those figures like broken porcelain figures, those resolute figures, that shocking roar.
Ten thousand years of obsession, a hundred years of reincarnation, heart to the Corps, heroic souls will never die.
Tang Tian, with wet eyes, finally understood that it was not Xiaolan who summoned him to the dreamland, but these immortal heroic souls, because he was the real leader of the Southern Cross Corps!
"Wuyou, Yongan."
"The life and death of the Corps is unknown, how can we rest in peace!"