My sword was steadily placed on the black crow's neck. When he moved a little, his head would be separated from his body, without a doubt.

In order to say this, I tried to lie in the danger that the black crow could escape, and hid behind the tree trunk for a long time before I found such a good opportunity. This sudden moment was also significant. The black crow, who was still sure to hold it, trembled all over, his feet softened, and his lips were bitterly shouted: "How is that possible?"

He fell into despair in an instant. The situation was obviously very good, but how could he become like this in the blink of an eye?

I stood behind the Black Crow, holding the sword, slowly turned to him, staring at the neck of the aggressive man, and said calmly: "I said that the world is not just a short distance. It has magnificent mountains and an endless sea. Between the mountains and the sea, there are countless creatures. You must believe that there are countless people in this world who are better than you and the master behind you, and there are many people you cannot mess with, just like stars. Just so happen to be one of them."

The black crow's fierce eyes were full of panic at this moment, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "What do you want to do if you don't kill me?"

I don’t kill Black Crow, so I didn’t stay to reason with him and then influence him, but wanted to use it as human resources and threaten the prince-consort of the Shenchi Palace behind him to remove the cold poison of the little white fox. But I naturally wouldn’t talk about this idea directly to him, but sniffed and laughed, “Can I talk to the person behind you?”

Black Crow breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, what do you want to talk about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed in the woods in front of him. Although it was only a moment, I could feel it and said loudly: "That foreign monk, come out, we can talk openly and honestly!"

I said so confidently, but a few seconds later, the woman in white who had previously captured the little white fox. She held an embroidered knife in both hands, her steps were light and showed her outstanding light body skills.

The embroidered knife was only one foot long, as narrow as a crescent moon, and was very small in her hands. However, I knew that this woman must be an assassin-type practitioner, and she focused on the technique of killing one blow. She immediately patted the black crow's neck with a long sword and threatened: "Stop, don't step forward, otherwise this little crow will die."

The woman in white stood still, frowned slightly, staring at me coldly. Without looking carefully, she found that she was seventy-sixth-slightly similar to the Tianshan God Sister who was neglecting the frost. Then she spoke: "A slave, you can kill me, why bother to talk nonsense?"

I spoke very loudly. At this moment, my attention was not on her, but on the foreign monk who had obviously approached her, but had hidden herself.

The reason why that guy refused to show up was that he was lurking in the dark, thinking about impolite me.

While guarding against possible raids at any time, I kicked Black Crow and said to him: "The foreign monk refused to come out, come and tell your accomplices!"

Black Crow is not a character who is "powerful and powerful". If he can survive, he is certainly unwilling to die. He also sang to the woman in white and said, "Miss Long, he wants to talk to the master. Why don't you go back and report to the master and see if you can take the time to come and talk. As the saying goes, enemies should be resolved rather than formed, are you right?"

He smiled, and Miss Long cursed: "You are a dog slave who is greedy for life and death. How can anyone see my uncle? If you are grateful to my Long family, turn around and entangle the dog thief!"

She suffered my loss just now, and she was so angry that she couldn't swallow her breath. However, the black crow's face also changed and she shouted: "Miss Long, if you were in my position, would you have the courage you just mentioned? Don't stand and speak without any pain. I, the black crow, runs around the world for the Long family, and does not make any contributions and work hard. Is my life so worthless in your eyes? Fuck, I want to argue with you..."

Black Crow spoke passionately, as if he wanted to go up and argue with the woman in white. I sank the sword and said in a cold voice: "Don't move!"

However, at the moment when I was reminded of my origin, a sudden cold gush came from behind me, and the excited black crow also lowered his body, trying to avoid my attack range.

This is cooperation. Through the method of diverting attention, sneak attack and dodging, this shocking change can be perfectly resolved.

But the Black Crow is still too naive after all.

How could I let him escape from my hands if I could quietly put the sword on his neck?

[Three methods of the abyss, the eye of the wind]!

With a move to turn the world, the black crow knelt on the ground with his blood-spraying neck, while I slid to the side and fought against the foreign monk who was sneaking up from behind me.

This foreign old man wearing the robe of a Christian monk was wearing a sting sword. The sting sword was thin and long, but its tenacity was not much lighter than my Blood-Drinking Light Sword. The two of them fought back and forth, fighting fiercely. The opponent's sword technique was like a poisonous snake that came out of a hole, constantly appearing from an incredible position and pointing directly to the vital point, so sharp that it makes me breathless. His powerful Qi field also made me look solemn. I knew that his cultivation was really not inferior to my Mei Lang, Mao Tongzhen and other master uncles.

This foreigner is really good at it. He is worthy of being a master from the Tianshan Shenchi Palace, the holy land of cultivation. I am also focusing on stability now and use the Zhenwu Bagua Sword to deal with it carefully.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui, and the eight trigrams alternate, protecting my whole body.

The swords on both sides were dense, and they were both equally close. They were like tigers in one go, and then they declined. The old foreign man retreated and jumped to the black crow, blocked the wound on the black crow's neck with his left hand, and then shouted at the woman in white: "Miss Long, give me the soul-resurrecting pill!"

Miss Long obviously hesitated for a moment, but the foreign old man seemed to have a high status. She finally obeyed the instructions and took out a porcelain bottle from her arms.

Resurrection Pill?

Such a high-end thing, the black crow's neck was cut with a wound as big as a baby's lips. The blood was flowing like a lot, and he was already swallowing. Can it be saved?

I was surprised, and at this moment, a white light jumped out of the grass beside me, but it took away the porcelain bottle from Miss Long's hand.

This white light was the little white fox who had recovered her true body. Her appearance surprised everyone. The woman in white screamed in anger and followed her afterwards. As a result, the little white fox fox flicked its tail and crawled into the grass again, missing. The two left one after another, leaving only the old foreign man holding the black crow's body and looked at me coldly.

I was not in a hurry to get entangled with him. Through the fight just now, I knew that the guy in front of me had a very high cultivation level. Even if I tried my best, I might not be able to get any advantage. Kashyapa of the Zouma team went to call people, and the King of Northern Xinjiang might come here at any time. The longer the time delayed, it would be the most beneficial to me. So I was not in a hurry and pointed at the black crow and said with a smile: "Can he still save him?"

The foreign old man threw the black crow's body to the ground, shook his head regretfully and said, "No more!"

I bowed and said, "I'm going to Chen Zhicheng, your surname?"

The foreign old man waved his sword, drew a balance symbol on the forehead of the black crow with the tip of his sword, and recited something I couldn't understand with a devout look on his face, and then replied to me: "Rudolph, Rudolf Habsburg."

What a strange name!

I shook my head and said, "You seem to cherish the life and death of Black Crow very much. Why didn't you use a slightly gentler method just now and insist on sneaking into me. Now look at this world, no one is stupider than anyone else. Are you right? But now, let's put aside the past and talk openly. Can I talk to the master behind you?"

The foreign old man Rudolph shook his head and said, "Dragon is not my master, we are just partners. Oriental people, you are very strong. When I was still your age, I was just an ordinary bank employee, but you were evenly matched with me. If possible, I and the team behind me would be happy to shout with young people like you. However, if you offended Dragon and offended the most powerful person in this secret realm, I can't help you, so please do it yourself!"

After he said this, his body moved slightly and turned into a phantom. I rushed forward in one step, trying to keep this man, but I didn't expect that a sword would actually kill a single hole, and then the man disappeared out of thin air.

Illusion?

I was a little confused. I was also sensing the Qi field at the moment. I found a breath quickly retreating towards the forest. I chased two steps and found that it was too late. I rushed towards the direction where the little white fox had just disappeared.

Five minutes later, I found her hiding in the grass, and after asking, I realized that Miss Long had also disappeared into the dense forest.

A deliberate siege and killing turned into a farce in which the leader died and the master escaped.

I was still shocked, and at this time I heard someone outside the forest calling out the names of my little white fox and me, and responded loudly. Not long after, I saw the King of Northern Xinjiang, General Ashina and Captain Kashyapa hurried over. After the two sides met, I told everyone about this. They were all a little unbelievable. I took them to the place where the corpse. When I walked in front of me, I found that the dead man who had originally lying on the ground had only a black mark burned with ashes left.

Is this the power triggered by the symbol Rudolph drew on the black crow's forehead just now?

Rudolph, who is it?
Chapter completed!