Hearing the warriors outside calling that person "Mr. Mo" one after another, this person sounded like he was giving orders, and besides the three Xuanwu Realm masters, he was someone who could enter and leave the underground chamber. Feng Jueyu was almost certain.
, this person is the Mogude mentioned by Gongyang Yu.
That awesome man who set up a strange formation.
Trouble is, if Mogude comes in and sees that the Centennial Sky Snow Lotus is missing, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky to get out.
Listening to the sound of footsteps outside the passage, Feng Jueyu felt anxious. Although there were many secret rooms in the underground darkroom, there were very few things inside. There was no open place to hide. If someone were to find someone blocking the room,
In the passage, when those few Xuanwu realms were waiting for something to happen, wouldn't they be made dumplings by others?
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu curled up his lips cruelly: "Mogude, you are in bad luck, tomorrow is your death anniversary."
The evil emperor's murderous intention was revealed. For a moment, Feng Jueyu hid behind the wall of the dark room, gathered his energy, and waited quietly for Mogude to come to the door.
"Tap, step, step..."
Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps coming from far away, and as he was about to reach the door of the secret room where the centuries-old Tianxuelian was hidden, Feng Jueyu slowly squatted in the corner, pressing his right hand on the jewel-encrusted handle.
on the hilt of the sword.
Soon, a person walked in, it was Mogude. He thought he was eager to know whether the century-old snow lotus had been stolen. After Mogude came in, he went straight to the box in the dark room and didn't even think about the box in the corner next to the door.
There was still a person squatting.
A person who could end his life in an instant.
Watching Mogude approach the box, Feng Jueyu's magical skill was already in use. Mogude stretched out his hand to press the lid of the box, and was about to open it when he suddenly stopped.
"Not good." He didn't see the box of Centennial Sky Snow Lotus missing, but instead saw that the sword hanging on the wall was missing. Mogude, who had always been cautious, suddenly felt the horror of being targeted by a poisonous snake, and couldn't help but
He let out a low cry.
At this moment, a dragon-like sword whistle suddenly sounded, and a bright silver light reflected on the dark secret room wall. It appeared almost at the same time as Mogud's cry, exuding a creepy edge.
The sharp breath pierced with awe.
The hair all over Mogude's body stood up. His cultivation level was not low, similar to that of Feng Jueyu. In the midst of danger, he quickly noticed that the sword coming from behind was extremely extraordinary. The sword wind of this sword stabbed Dazhui.
The coldness in my acupuncture points was rising, and the person who took action was definitely proficient in the art of assassination and sneak attacks.
This sword didn't even give him a chance to call for help. It was about to pierce the Dazhui point...
After all, Mogude was not a kind person. He had joined the profession of a killer in his early years. He instantly understood the horror of this sword. Even the thought of calling for help was forgotten by him. With a breath of energy, he turned his head and lay on his side.
Leaning to the left, the speed was so fast that it was not even faster than Feng Jueyu.
puff!
The sword failed to hit the vital point, and the sword edge swept across Mogud's right face and brought out a large flower of blood, which was extremely delicate, fresh and shocking...
There were even two cheeks on the tip of the sword, and it was thrown bloody on the wall.
Feng Jueyu's sword was so fast that Mogude was lucky to have been injured on the right side of his face. It was also thanks to his vigilance that he had honed when he joined the killer business that he was able to temporarily save him.
Life.
However, the painful tearing feeling in his heart couldn't help but make him cry out: "Ah!"
"Damn, he's actually a master?"
Feng Jueyu, who stabbed the sword in the dark room, leaned forward, as if he didn't expect that Mogude's skills were so good. When he saw him tipping to the left with his toes, he stood up again like a roly-poly.
It turned into a sharp arrow and flew toward the dark room. Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth in hatred.
This damn physical fitness still needs to be tempered...
Feng Jueyu cursed twice secretly. In fact, if it was the body of his previous life, he would definitely be sure that this sword attack would make Mogude go to see the King of Hell without even making a sound. It’s a pity that Shi Bu and I, Feng Jueyu’s flesh
You can't master everything yet, and you won't be able to tell if it's a sneak attack and assassination of some mediocre people, but against an expert, even if any part of the body is uncoordinated, it will lead to the loss of the opportunity and right to kill the opponent.
This time I will go back and hone my physical body, damn...
With his belly pressed, Feng Jueyu's movements did not stop. He thrust out the sword and leaned forward. His right foot flew up and kicked hard on the wooden box. He used his strength to fly into the air in a wild goose flying style. He twisted his body and turned around before coming out.
A sword.
In the sudden flash of cold light, the sword blade suddenly let out a sweet moan, and the flow of infuriating energy caused the sharpness of the sword to rub against the air, creating a scream that was very beautiful.
Feng Jueyu secretly praised: What a good sword. Immediately, he saw Mogude rolling and rushing out of the dark room, and then his whole heart was in Feng Jueyu's field of vision.
It's too late to say it, but it will be soon...
Feng Jueyu saw Mogude twisting left and right, suddenly bumping left and right, twisting up and down, and his posture was extremely weird. He was deliberately avoiding the edge of his sword and running away. He was no longer completely sure of the throat. Killer Feng immediately
The vital part is locked at the heart.
"Come……"
Just when Mogude escaped from the door and shouted for help, Feng Jueyu's sword also arrived...
There was no fancy sword, thrust out in the sharpest, simplest and fastest way. As the true energy of the seven acupoints of Baiqiao Zhoudan surged out, the sword came like a thunderbolt from the blue, accompanied by the sound in the dark room.
The sound of the sword produced clear echoes.
"Buzz..."
A sure-kill sword...
"puff!"
It penetrated Mogud's heart impartially from the back of his heart, and Mogud couldn't help crying out in pain: "Ah..."
This time Feng Jueyu was well prepared and must not let him make any sound, so before Mogud could shout out, Feng Jueyu quickly ran behind him, grabbed his hair, and pulled the other one
Throwing away the sword, he firmly covered Mogud's mouth...
"Uh...uh...uh..."
Mogude struggled twice and reluctantly took his last breath. From the beginning to the end, he never saw what the person who attacked him looked like.
Throwing Mogud on the ground, he quickly took off the robe Mogud was wearing and put it on himself. Feng Jueyu then picked up the sword, put it on his waist and quickly escaped from the dark room.
We can't wait any longer. Too much time has been wasted inside. If the other party notices, it will be difficult to escape.
Thinking in his heart, Feng Jueyu didn't even have time to check whether Mogud was really dead, so he escaped quickly.
When he arrived at the entrance of the passage, Feng Jueyu was shocked to find the auras of at least seven or eight warriors outside the passage, and the other party also heard the rapid footsteps inside.
Immediately after the sounds of swords being unsheathed, several men with strong training and true martial arts skills swarmed down.
"Who? Mo...Mr. Mo..."
The three people who rushed down saw the clothes of Mogude that Feng Jueyu was wearing, and the light in the passage was extremely dark, making it difficult to see his appearance. They immediately recognized the wrong person.
A sharp-eyed boy discovered that Feng Jueyu's body was stained with blood. He was horrified and pulled out his sword with a choked sound. He asked with concern in a cautious manner: "Mr. Mo... what's wrong with you?"
Feng Jueyu lowered his head, covered his chest and coughed wildly: "Damn it, didn't you see that I was injured? There is a spy inside, and I have already killed it. The century-old Sky Snow Lotus has been lost, why don't you send someone to chase it?
…”
The three men looked at each other and were stunned: "Mr. Mo, your voice."
Fuck, I'm such a thief, I can't even deceive you like this? Feng Jueyu frowned and shouted: "You still ask, hurry up and chase me, or I'll take your heads to hold you accountable later."
The three of them trembled with fright. There was no doubt that it was there. One of them ordered before leaving the passage: "The Centennial Sky Snow Lotus is lost. Mr. Mo is injured. Don't stay there. Go and inform the master quickly and lead people to chase..."
With this order, the three of them will go up...
But at this moment, a weak and angry growl came from inside the passage: "Don't believe him, I don't...mo..."
"who?"
A sudden change occurred, even Feng Jueyu was shocked by this change. The four of them looked back subconsciously, and saw Mogude desperately crawling over here, holding a fire weapon in his hand.
The fold clearly illuminated his ferocious old face.
"Mr. Mo?" The three warriors were all shocked, and the leader among them said bitterly: "Damn, he is not Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo's heart is on the right side."
Nima.
When Feng Jueyu heard this, he almost fainted. No wonder everything went very smoothly today. I thought I had a change of luck. It turned out that I was waiting for me here. Damn it, such nonsense can make people happy.
What I encountered was so damn bad.
Feng Jueyu was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother. He was so unlucky that he encountered an alien in the science of human pregnancy. Mogude's heart was on the right side, so I stabbed him in the wrong place with his sword.
In desperation, Feng Jueyu knew that a fierce battle was inevitable, so he reached into his waist, drew out his sword, and rushed forward...
The three warriors were shocked and opened their stances. Although they were not as fast as Feng Jueyu, they quickly sealed the entrance to the passage. Three long knives struck out with golden light and slashed across their heads and faces. The leader was even more alert.
He yelled outside: "There is a spy, close the secret compartment and notify the master..."
Swish, swish, swish!
As soon as this sound came out, along with three sword lights slashing down, Feng Jueyu felt even more anxious when he heard the man yelling, murderous intent surged, and he pulled out several sword flowers from the sword in his hand and rushed forward forcefully.
"When, when, when..."
The crisp sound of three swords striking each other was immediately recalled. What surprised all four of them was that in the first confrontation, the sword actually cut the opponent's three swords into two pieces like tofu. This unexpected surprise immediately made them feel sad.
The three of them were stunned.
"My God, what a peerless sword."
Feng Jueyu was also frightened after seeing it. This sword cuts iron like clay. Could it be the legendary "unparalleled sword"?
His eyes swept over the sword, and two small characters were clearly engraved on the sword above the sword pool, named: Zhanshang.
The sorrow of war!
We have been fighting for a long time with the fierce army, and thousands of souls are in mourning in front of the battle.
These two simple words made Feng Jueyu immediately recall the history of Tiannan. It is said that Tiannan is a fertile land and the capital of the imperial capital of Taixuan Continent. All the capitals of countries have always been established here, but I don’t know how many years ago.
, there once was a country with a junior general in the army. This general did not have a high position, but his skills were extremely good. He was rumored to be the unique and proud man of heaven. This general went into battle for a total of seventy-two battles, and he defeated all the enemies without killing them.
However, he was seriously ill and could not live past his twenties, so he died young.
And among the generals and soldiers, there should be a sword that will be passed down to future generations, and it is this "War of Sorrow".
The long battle with the fierce army, the death of thousands of souls in front of the battle, is this general and this sword.
Zhanshang, just hearing this name brings endless sadness and coldness, but it is also filled with the heroic and heroic spirit of a man...
After Feng Jueyu got his name, the sword's blood surged and his confidence greatly increased. He rushed forward in three or two steps and swept away thousands of troops with one move. He saw a bright white light in the passage, and the several-foot-long sword edge passed across the air, cutting off the passage in an instant.
The throats of the two of them, and the last person who escaped the sword edge, fell into Feng Jueyu's clutches and had their throats strangled.
"Click"
Without giving the man a chance to beg for mercy, Feng Jueyu pinched the man's throat with claws like dragon's claws. Feng Jueyu twisted hard and broke his neck. The man left the world in despair and fear. His eyes were still open until he died.