As early as two years ago, Ximen Lang had already mastered the Twelve Soul Chasing Slashes. However, his skills at that time were far inferior to what he is now, and the power of hidden weapons was naturally not the same as now.
Now, after practicing the immeasurable method, he is like a dragon ascending to the sky, becoming a rare master among the younger generation.
Twelve flying knives were launched, faster and more powerful than bullets, like a life-chasing talisman.
Of course, Seft was extremely skilled in martial arts. If he hadn't been hit in the face by Ximen Lang's punch before, and now a powerful enemy came and made him panic, he might have been able to avoid it. However, even though he quickly dodged and swung his palms rapidly to shoot,
Several flying knives flew, and two flying knives stabbed him in the body.
Like a kite with its string broken, this guy fell from the sky and fell to the ground with a thud. His back and left leg were hit by flying knives, and blood poured out.
The encounters of the members of the Jue Kill Group were not much better than his. What they encountered was the famous Black Shadow Guard of the Chinese Sect. They were all composed of ninjas. They were beyond the reach of ordinary members of the Chinese Sect. There were hundreds of them, and
Hidden in the dark. After a confrontation, most of the people were shot by crossbow arrows, and currently only about ten people survived.
Two figures fell from the sky, and crystal cold light passed through the air. An extremely frightened look flashed in the eyes of the deadly evil king Seft. He wanted to dodge but it was already too late.
After the shrill scream, the body of this strong man in the dark world split into two parts and rushed to hell.
Ximenlang waved his hands, and more than ten iron balls shot out. The last ten members of the Ultimate Team were hit in the head by bullet-like iron balls, and their brains burst and died.
The two masters Ximen Lang and Gui Gui looked around and saw many corpses lying on the ground, and they finally felt better.
Many ninjas emerged from the depths of the forest. The leader, the petite and exquisite one with eyes like stars, was none other than the leader of the Black Shadow Guard, Muto Kahui. She walked over quickly and looked at her lover with concerned eyes, and then she felt relieved after confirming that there was no injury.
It can be said that Muto Xianghui, like Rose, lives for her boyfriend. If her sweetheart is safe, everything will be fine.
Even after killing the enemy, Ximen Lang was still full of indignation. He took a few steps forward, glared at Seft's upper body with fierce eyes, and roared like a beast: "You bastard, why don't you come to me... Why?
If you want to kill Feng Lao Zhang, why don’t you let that old man and beast go..."
"knife……"
Upon hearing the request from the chief sect master, a ninja rushed over quickly, holding the scabbard in his right hand and passing it over.
Ximenlang stretched out his hand, and with a swipe sound, the samurai sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and he slashed straight down. The knife hit Seft's neck, and the bloody head rolled to the side. "Put his head back and take it back to pay homage to Elder Feng."
...Also, chop off the heads of those bastards and take them back..."
"yes."
A group of black shadow guards stepped forward, picked up the human heads on the ground, and bumped them into special leather bags. As for other corpses, their heads were chopped off without exception.
Ximen kicked out with his legs, and the two halves of Seft's body flew into the air. The katana waved and formed a terrifying silver light. Pieces of meat smaller than a palm fell down.
"I said, I will cut you into pieces..."
After successfully slaying the deadly evil king and a group of his men, Ximen Lang and others returned to the Huamen headquarters. Tens of thousands of Huamen members had been assigned to carry out the operation, but they were not used.
In the main rudder, dozens of white gauze lanterns were hung under the eaves of the Juyi Hall, with the word "Dian" as black as ink written on them, representing the extremely sad mood of many members of the Huamen.
It was dawn, and there were mountains of wreaths surrounding the memorial shed. A generation of Huamen elders had been killed, and the air seemed so heavy.
Inside, Elder Feng's body has been placed in the nanmu coffin. In front of it is the incense table. In the middle hangs a half-length photo of Elder Feng. His face is still solemn, but his eyes are filled with relief and peace, as if he is looking at Ximen Lang in front of him.
Waiting for others. I'm leaving. I feel relieved that Huamen has you here...
Ximenlang held Seft's head in his hand, stepped forward, placed the head on the incense table, faced Elder Feng's photo, and said with tears: "Elder Feng, your murderer has been killed by me, now
I use his head as a sacrifice to you to comfort you.
Spirit of Heaven, you can go in peace. You have worried too much for Huamen these years, and you can finally put down your burdens and rest. You are a great contributor to Huamen, and we will always remember you..." At this point, he
I choked up for a while, but I resisted the tears from flowing down.
The surrounding Huamen Jiujue and other leaders also had red eyes, their faces were filled with grief and grief.
As soon as he turned around, Ximen Lang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, took a few steps back, and when he turned around again, he fell to his knees. Thousands of Huamen members behind him also knelt down, and the darkness...
The four elders of Hua Clan were equally famous at the beginning, and they were all heroes of the generation. However, at the critical moment, he and the other three elders chose a completely different path. They tried their best to protect Hua Clan and brought him great success.
The reputation of Ren, Yi, Xin and Shan throughout his life is different from the three elders Yun, Xue and Lei who were reviled by the world, and they are admired by countless people.
During the day, the princes from various provinces came to express their condolences and show their high respect to this Huamen elder. In the afternoon, the hot sun was scorching the earth.
, a special guest came.
She was a fairly pretty woman with fiery red hair and a curvaceous body wrapped in a black dress. After entering the funeral shed, she shouted heartbreakingly, "Dad..." and then ran over, extremely surprised.
She knelt down sadly in front of the incense table and cried loudly.
Everyone could see clearly that this woman was Elder Feng's daughter, Feng Meitong. The only thing that was different from before was that she didn't wear heavy makeup and wash away all her glamour. Although it was a bit surprising, it is human nature when you think about it.
When the elder passed away, it was natural for her as a daughter to send her father off for his last journey.
"Dad, why did you leave Tong'er alone and leave like this... From now on, there is no one who cares about me in this world. I am left alone. What should I do..."
Hearing these miserable words and thinking of Elder Feng's character, many members of the Huamen burst into tears again. Xiao Muqing and Rao Yingping wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, stepped forward, supported Feng Meitong and gave them good words.
"Meitong, please forgive me and accept the change. The elder has left."
"Don't be too sad, take care of yourself..."
It was easy to talk, but after a while, Feng Meitong stopped crying, stood up, came to Ximen Lang, and saluted respectfully, "I have met the chief sect leader..."