Four hundred and sixtieth chapters silver needle for life
There was a loud "click" sound as he staggered, blood spurted out from Shi Qinghu's mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground four or five meters away.
It's unknown how many ribs were broken by this collision. After landing, Shi Qinghu let out a groan of extreme pain and forced himself to prop up his body with his arms.
"You...you secretly...hurt people in the back!"
Shi Qinghu's eyes were filled with anger. Almost every word he spat out was a mouthful of blood spurting out. Liu Zimo's leaning force with all his body strength had already knocked Shi Qinghu's internal organs to pieces.
Taking a deep breath, Shi Qinghu discovered that he had at least four broken ribs. Fortunately, the ribs were only broken and not dismantled into the internal organs. Otherwise, the Great Luo Immortal might not be able to save his life.
Already.
"A hidden arrow hurts someone?" Qin Feng came closer and sneered: "You said I hurt someone with a hidden arrow. What is that thing in your hand?"
Following Qin Feng's words, a flashlight light shone on Shi Qinghu's hand, and a hair-thin thread emerged from the wrist guard on his right hand.
If it were not under strong light, the silk thread would show all its unique luster, and it would be difficult to identify it with the naked eye even in the daytime.
"This... I think I've seen this thing before..." Looking at the thread, Miao Liuzhi had a thoughtful expression on his face.
"In a life-and-death struggle, each uses his or her own strengths. I...it's not an exaggeration for me to use this thing, right?"
Shi Qinghu looked at Qin Feng unwillingly and cursed: "You are all despicable people. You say it's a one-on-one contest, but you secretly hurt others. I don't accept it..."
"Since we know it's a life-and-death struggle, how can we be aboveboard?" Qin Feng laughed dumbly when he heard this, shook his head and said, "And you knocking Yu Honghu's sap, are you acting aboveboard?"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Shi Qinghu's face turned a little gloomy. He originally wanted to talk to the other party to see if he could escape with his life. Now it seems that the young man in front of him who seems to be in charge will not eat him at all.
This set.
"Qin Feng, did you take action just now?" While Qin Feng was talking to Shi Qinghu, Liu Zimo came over, his face looking a little ugly.
"Zimo, in terms of boxing and kicking, you are not weaker than him..."
Looking at Liu Zimo, who had an unnatural look on his face, Qin Feng gave a bitter smile and said, "But when it comes to killing skills, you can't even catch up with him. Do you want me to watch you die?"
"Qin Feng, you underestimate me too much. Even if you don't take action, nothing will happen to me." Qin Feng's words made Liu Zimo angry. He was evenly matched with his opponent in fists and kicks, and did not feel that he was going to lose.
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"It will be too late when you have something to do." Qin Feng shook his head.
"Qin Feng, if we are brothers, can you promise me something?" Liu Zimo suddenly said seriously.
"What's the matter?" Qin Feng looked at Liu Zimo in shock. He guessed what Liu Zimo was going to say next.
"Let him go..."
Liu Zimo pointed at Shi Qinghu who was lying on the ground and said: "Although his injury is serious, it is not fatal. When he recovers, I will have a fair fight with him..."
Liu Zimo was born in a martial arts family, and he was taught martial ethics the most since he was a child. After he went to Hongmen overseas, he also received the old traditional ideological education. In his understanding, martial arts competitions must be fair and aboveboard.
Therefore, in Liu Zimo's view, he had won this victory with the help of Qin Feng, which was a bit of a weak victory. This made Liu Zimo, who had always been very proud, feel very uncomfortable.
"If I let him go, will he live?" Qin Feng looked at Shi Qinghu lying on the ground and said, "I can let you go, but you have to answer me a question!"
"what is the problem?"
Shi Qinghu, who originally thought he was certain to die, suddenly raised his head, but when he saw that the speaker was Qin Feng, his head immediately turned to Miao Liuzhi.
"What Master Qin said is equivalent to what I said..." Miao Liu pointed out that he understood what Shi Qinghu meant, nodded and said, "Don't worry, as long as Master Qin agrees to let you go, I will never make it difficult for you."
Although Miao Liuzhi didn't know why Qin Feng didn't eliminate the root cause, he had always trusted Qin Feng unconditionally, because since he knew Qin Feng, this young man had never let him down.
"Okay, you can ask. As long as I know something, I can tell you." Shi Qinghu coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, and his face became increasingly gray, and was faintly covered with a layer of black.
"Who taught you Kung Fu? Where is your Gu-raising companion now?"
Seeing Shi Qinghu's face, Qin Feng frowned and quickly asked: "Who asked you to kill Meng Yao? How did you get in touch? If you answer these two questions, I will let you go..."
"I...my master's surname is Wu, and his first name...I don't know his name either. As for A Niu, he is already dead..."
After Shi Qinghu answered Qin Feng's first question, his eyes were suddenly filled with horror. He looked at Qin Feng and said: "You...how do you know that Aniu raises gu? You...how do you know me...
··…I want to kill that girl?”
Shi Qinghu's reaction was very quick, because when he saw Qin Feng and others in the afternoon, except for the Gu insect being killed by the unknown master, they did not reveal any murderous intentions towards Ren He's actions.!
But Qin Feng has now pointed out that they want to assassinate Meng Yao, which can only mean one thing. Qin Feng knows the Gu insect, and there is absolutely an inevitable connection with the death of the Gu insect.
Shi Qinghu learned from A Niu that the people who cultivated voodoos did not have much communication with various sects in the country, and very few people knew of their existence. Now that Qin Feng had exposed them, this surprise was not trivial.
"I was the one who killed your Gu, how could I not know?" A smile appeared on Qin Feng's face, but in Shi Qinghu's eyes, this smile looked like a devil's smile.
"You haven't answered my question yet, tell me quickly, who asked you to kill Meng Yao? How do you contact them?" Seeing Shi Qinghu's expression getting worse, Qin Feng asked quickly.
"It was an order from a foreign killer organization..."
Shi Qinghu's mind was still thinking about what happened in the afternoon. After answering Qin Feng's words, he blurted out: "You... how on earth did you kill A Niu's natal Gu?"
As for the death of the gu insect, Shi Qinghu and A Niu both guessed that it should be done by an expert wizard who raised voodoos. Therefore, no matter how hard Shi Qinghu tried, he couldn't figure out how Qin Feng killed the gu insect.
"Let you understand clearly." Qin Feng sighed and said, "It's very simple, just use the needle in your hand."
"Needle?"
Shi Qinghu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then stared at his right hand. Sure enough, he found a silver needle as thin as an ox hair inserted in the tiger's mouth. Its slenderness was even three times more slender than the silk thread on his wrist.
point.
"This...this thing looks so familiar!"
Looking at this silver needle, Shi Qinghu felt that he seemed to have heard of it somewhere, and immediately raised his hand to his eyes, wanting to take a closer look.
"Hey, what's going on? I...why can't I see anything with my eyes?"
Shi Qinghu suddenly realized that his eyes were plunged into darkness, and he quickly shouted: "Master Liu, where is the flashlight? Turn on the flashlight, I can't see anything."
At this time, Shi Qinghu wanted to figure out what killed the Gu insects and caused him to be seriously injured. He even forgot about the grudge between him and Miao Liuzhi.
"The flashlight is on, how come you can't see it?"
Hearing Shi Qinghu's words, several people around him were surprised, because the beam of Si'er holding the flashlight was aimed at Shi Qinghu's right hand.
"The flashlight is turned on? This...this is impossible, I...why can't I see it?"
Shi Qinghu had a look of disbelief on his face. He raised his hand with difficulty and waved it twice in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see the slightest impact.
"Shi Qinghu, tell me, how did you contact the foreign killer organization?"
When he saw that the color on Shi Qinghu's face was getting darker and darker, and black blood began to flow from his nose and mouth, Qin Feng shouted loudly: "Are there any members of the killer sect who are still in the country? How do you contact us?
of?"
"Killer Gate...Killer Gate? I remembered."
After hearing the words "Killer Gate" from Qin Feng's mouth, Shi Qinghu's spirit suddenly shook and he murmured: "The life-killing needle, I remembered, the thing you used is the life-killing needle..."
The inheritance of the killer sect that Shi Qinghu received was extremely authentic. The old man who taught him the art not only taught him the skills of killing people, but also used the killing weapons such as blood drops and life-killing needles to kill people in the sect.
informed him.
Just when Shi Qinghu was thinking hard about what this silver needle was, the three words "Killer Gate" spoken by Qin Feng reminded him, making Shi Qinghu suddenly think of this life-killing weapon that had disappeared in the gate for hundreds of years.
"Why is the life-killing needle in your hand? This... this is impossible..."
At this time, there was only one voice in Shi Qinghu's mind. Even if Qin Feng asked loudly in his ears about the killer door, he turned a deaf ear because black blood was already seeping out of Shi Qinghu's ears.
"Impossible, this...impossible..."
Shi Qinghu's voice became less and less, and more and more blood flowed from his mouth and nose. His blood-stained hair was scattered on his face, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
"Impossible, why...how could the life-killing needle be in your hand?" Shi Qinghu suddenly shouted loudly. When the voice fell, his raised right hand fell down feebly.
"Dead? How did you die?"
Seeing this scene, Liu Zimo who was standing nearby felt a little stupid. He clearly knew the power of his stick stick. It was okay to seriously injure people, but it would never be fatal.
Moreover, Shi Qinghu's death was extremely miserable. Not only was his face bleeding, but even his sweat pores seemed to be leaking blood. His entire face was black and swollen, and he looked like a ghost.
"Master Qin, is it... a poison?" Looking at Shi Qinghu's strange face, even Miao Liuzhi, an old man in the world, shuddered in his heart.
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