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Chapter 143 Right-hand sword, left-hand sword, death if defeated
Late at night.
In the Grand Elder’s Cave of Shanhe Gate.
The great elder has white hair but bright eyes, staring at the remaining chess game in front of him.
Of course I am playing chess alone.
No opponent.
Because his opponents are now in seclusion.
Next to him, there stood a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi. The man's face was withered and his hands were withered and yellow. It seemed that he had practiced some kind of skill.
"Senior brother, I have already obtained the Seven-step Broken Heart Powder from Madam Jinhua!"
"As long as it is set on fire in Gan Mu's room, he will definitely die."
The man in green said.
It can be known from the words that the man in green is the person who met Zhai Tianyun, the political historian of Zuo.
"Using poison is indeed a good way. When the time comes, we can pass the matter on to Mrs. Jinhua."
The great elder said softly.
"Yes, even if they knew, they would not dare to go to Ten Thousand Poison Valley to confront Mrs. Jinhua!"
The man in green said.
"But we should also pay attention to that sword master? He will kill both of us with two swords. His strength is terrifying."
"Such a master is hiding in our Shanhe Gate. The plot may be quite big. We must find him!"
A cold light flashed in the great elder's eyes.
When an unknown master appears, you can’t ignore it.
"Senior brother, is it possible that someone close to Murong Qingchen did it?"
"There are only people around her in Shanhe Gate, we don't know!"
The man in green said.
"No, that person is only responsible for protecting Murong Qingchen's safety and will not help her kill people. There is no doubt about this."
"Also, Murong Qingchen's identity is unusual. If you can't avoid contact, don't contact him!"
The great elder spoke.
"And since you haven't returned to Tianchi Peak today, you still need to go back and dispose of the body. Let's bury the person as soon as possible!"
The great elder then said.
"It's senior brother, then I'll go back first!"
The man in green bowed and left.
After the man left, the cave returned to silence.
The great elder continued to play chess alone.
I don’t know how long it took, but the great elder’s movements in his hands paused slightly and his eyes condensed.
Looking towards the entrance of the cave.
"Friend, why do you come here late at night?"
The great elder said.
Hear the voice of the Great Elder.
A figure slowly walked out from the entrance of the cave, it was Jing Wuming who came.
Seeing Jing Wuming, the great elder's expression condensed.
"Death-like sword energy! It seems that you are here to kill me, I don't know what to call you!"
The great elder looked at Jing Wu Mingdao.
"[Qinglong Club] Jing Wuming! Someone paid for your life, so I came!"
Jing Wuming looked at the great elder and said.
The sword intent burst out from his body as he spoke, and a cold sword intent swept towards the great elder in an instant.
When the great elder heard Jing Wuming's words, his eyes turned cold, and a vigor like mountains and rivers erupted in his body.
The energy exploded, and the tyrannical energy shook all the bluestone steps around the ground.
Phew!
The great elder lifted up the rubble on the ground with his palm and flew towards Jing Wuming like an arrow missing.
The long sword in Jing Wuming's hand was instantly slashed out, and the flying gravel turned into powder under the sword's energy.
At this moment, the great elder's figure soared into the air.
Clap it out with one palm.
"Mountains and rivers are in the palm of the waves!"
When he claps his palms, a surge of energy emerges like a turbulent wave crashing into the waves.
Qi Jin has the power of waves, and the waves also carry an invisible pressure.
This heavy pressure makes people bear a certain gravity invisibly,
Jing Wuming's sword energy seemed to be suppressed.
The speed of sword draw has been vaguely affected.
"Your strength is good, but under the suppression of my energy, you can't break through faster, and you can't kill me at all."
"Tell me who asked you to kill me, and maybe I can spare your life!"
The great elder had an imposing manner and a strong tone.
You don’t look old at all.
Shanhemen's Shanhe Gong becomes more powerful the longer you practice it, and it can also extend people's lifespan.
Jing Wuming didn't pay attention to the other party's words and continued to move forward.
Sword Qi continued to burst out from his right hand,
Every time the sword tip touches the place, the energy will be weakened.
Seeing this, a cold light burst out from the eyes of the great elder. He raised his palm and grabbed Jing Wuming's head with his five fingers like hooks.
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Qi energy flows between the five fingers, tearing the air.
Jing Wuming slashed out the long sword in his hand and slashed at the five fingers.
The palm of the taking action elder's hand suddenly changed and he directly grabbed Jing Wuming's long sword.
Jing Wuming is a master of swordsmanship and is extremely fast. As long as he grabs his sword, he can crush Jing Wuming and capture him.
As for why we need to catch Jing Wuming.
Not to know who wanted to kill him, but to frame the blame on Gan Mu.
Let the matter turn out to be Qian Mu asking people from the Qinglong Society to kill him.
The energy in the palm formed a whirlwind, suppressing the long sword thrust out by Jing Wuming.
Jing Wuming felt the sword in his hand sink.
His eyes changed slightly.
Withdraw the sword instantly.
And the figure of the Great Elder has gone even further.
And the mountain and river energy in his body suddenly surged, forming a suppressing vortex and rushing toward Jing Wuming.
He wants to suppress Jing Wuming's figure.
Under the suppression of the opponent's energy, Jing Wuming's figure suddenly paused slightly, and the sword in his hand seemed to be released instantly.
But the moment he let go, he was caught by his left hand.
"Humph!"
When the great elder saw this, he slapped Jing Wuming with his palm.
A person's right-hand sword practice has reached such a level, and now his right hand is suppressed by himself.
Switch to the unfamiliar left hand.
This is your chance to capture him.
The figure approached, his palm penetrated the air, and quickly moved towards Jing Wuming's chest.
At this time.
Jing Wuming's left hand stabbed out instantly, piercing through Qi Jin's suppression. The great elder saw only a flash of silver light.
Know that bad things happen.
But there is no way to avoid it,
His heart was stabbed by the opponent's sword.
He quickly retreated, covering his heart, and blood flowed from his fingertips.
"It was you who made me ignore your left hand!"
"Your left hand is faster than your right hand!"
The great elder looked at the other party in surprise.
There was reluctance in his expression.
If he hadn't been careless, he would have had the confidence to kill Jing Wuming.
But the loser has no chance to say such things.
If you lose, you lose.
Failure means death!
plop
The great elder's body fell directly to the ground.
Jing Wuming glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, took a step forward, cut off the opponent's head and put it aside.
And then left quickly.
The battle just now consumed him too much energy.
If someone comes again, he may not be able to get out of Shanhe Gate.
Of course, fortunately, the great elder of Shanhemen chose the independent cave.
If he lived in the courtyard, it would be difficult for him to kill the other party like this.
The next day!
The news that the great elder was killed quickly spread throughout Shanhe Sect.
In the courtyard, Su Chen heard the news.
His eyes lit up.
Jing Wuming killed the great elder last night.
"Now that the Great Elder dies! What will happen to Shanhe Sect?"
Su Chen quickly stood up and went to see Murong Qingchen.
Now he is the disciple of the master of Tianluo Peak of Shanhe Sect, so the turmoil in Shanhe Sect is very beneficial to him.