Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 112 Assassin Sect
Since Xin Ziqiu came to the mother-in-law world, although he has experienced many life and death crises, most of them have cause and effect. There is only one thing that has been lingering in his mind, lingering like a ghost.

A few days ago, he and Su Shi met an assassin on the Hongqiao Bridge. The old assassin disguised himself as a vendor selling lotus cakes, and attacked him suddenly. It was impossible to guard against.

If it wasn't for the protection of a spiritual weapon at that time, Xin Ziqiu would probably have returned to his position a long time ago.

At that time, although he defeated the assassin, he jumped into the Bian River and slipped away because of his lack of experience and lack of water skills.

This matter has no beginning and no end, but Xin Ziqiu has always been wondering who it is who is here to assassinate a modern young man who has just arrived and no one knows.

No matter who it is, they don't like to face enemies hidden in the dark.

But after that, various things happened one after another, and he never had time to investigate carefully.

And even if he had time, he didn't have much experience in investigating crimes, not to mention that the only murderer had already disappeared, so where would he go to arrest him.

But Xin Ziqiu could see clearly that the old man who assassinated him also had the same tattoo, a strange red dagger, like a living thing, once he saw it once, he would never forget it.

In the blink of an eye, Xin Ziqiu just glanced at him, and immediately understood that Huo Shan in front of him must have some connection with the old man who assassinated him.

This headless case must also fall on him.

Beat you, capture you, and force you to find out the cause and effect.

……

Huo Shan stepped back two steps. Startled, he flew into a rage. He attacked with sharp knives in his hand, and his figure flickered. It seemed that there were dozens of arms and dozens of scimitars attacking at the same time. It was dizzying for the eyes, and the unique technique and strange position of the saber were really rare.

Until then, he had done his best.

Everyone in the hall was shocked when they saw this storm-like attack:
"The martial arts of Semuren from the Western Regions are so tyrannical!"

Xin Ziqiu was young and strong, with sharp ears and eyesight. Facing the sharp knife attack, he did not flinch. The white rainbow sword in his hand blocked left and right, and it was as fast as flying. In an instant, the two swords met hundreds of times, clanging, as if opened The blacksmith shop is average.

When Mr. Cheng Tinghua, the master of martial arts in the Republic of China, and Mr. Sun Lutang, the sage of martial arts, studied gossip and swordsmanship together, they mixed form and meaning in it. The greatest degree of freedom of the people.

The more intelligent and enlightened the swordsman is, the more he can practice to a higher level.

What Xin Ziqiu is facing now is an earth-shattering mysterious figure in the Western Regions. Under the sharp knife attack of this person with all his strength, the superior swordsmanship he has just comprehended is also stimulated to the fullest, and his progress is rapid.

Gradually, there was no limit to the moves in his mind, and with every move, various wonderful sword techniques emerged one after another, all of which were unprecedented for everyone in the field, far surpassing the content contained in the seven Yang family sword techniques taught by Mu Guiying.

At this time, he was more focused than ever before, and all his energy and painstaking efforts were poured into the sword technique. His heart was like an ancient well, clear and transparent, without any distracting thoughts. As for the curiosity about the truth, the nervousness when facing the enemy, and even comprehension There is no time to think about the joy of the Fa.

In this wonderful state, Xin Ziqiu's mind was running at a high speed beyond ordinary people's understanding, just like a mathematician who has mastered the basic mathematical theorems, with constant inspiration, he deduced a whole set of theories by himself.No matter how complicated the problem is, he has a corresponding solution.

Huo Shan attacked hundreds of rounds in a row, but failed to take down Xin Ziqiu, he was also a little startled, his quick sword technique has reached the point where there is no disadvantage, once in the past, once he used it, he could immediately gain the upper hand, never before exception.

But I didn't expect that today, a little-known young man, who was still learning the sword in front of the battle, blocked his ultimate move without missing a move, and became stronger and stronger. If he continued to fight like this, his overdraft would become bigger and bigger. In the long run, sooner or later you will fall into a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, he leapt backwards, slashed his sword, and shouted:

"stop!"

Xin Ziqiu narrowed his eyes and asked coldly:

"What do you mean?"

Huo Shan put away the scimitar and said slowly:
"We've compared weapons, we're on par, and it's meaningless to fight. Why don't we compare fists and kicks?"

Xin Ziqiu thought to himself, if you keep fighting, you will lose, so it's boring.

But when he rolled his eyes, he thought about it and asked again:

"It's okay to compete with fists and feet, but if you lose, you have to answer my three questions."

Huo Shan was slightly taken aback, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Xin Ziqiu's gourd, but he nodded and said:

"If you can beat me, yes."

Xin Ziqiu's body was ignited with golden light, and the Wutu God's thunder covered his whole body, like a god of war.

At the same time, he circled the Thunder Snake with both hands, which was exactly the Thunder in the palm of his hand.

It was the second time that everyone in the field saw him with such a vision, and they all looked at each other in astonishment, not knowing what kind of miraculous martial arts it was.

Only Mu Guiying was suspicious:
"Could this be the legendary Huashan thunder method? But since the ancestor Chen Tuan became immortal decades ago, no one in the world will use this innate thunder method. Xiaoqiu is young, and it is impossible for him to meet Chen Tuan." Zu, where did he learn it from?"

"Could it be that Patriarch Chen Tuan still has an inheritance left in the world? If so, what kind of layout does he have in the world?"

She learned from Li Shan's old mother, and she is not ignorant of the interests of immortals, and she thinks much more than ordinary people. Just from Xin Ziqiu's little bit of thunder, she can smell the taste of conspiracy. Called Yang Jinhua and asked:

"Jin Hua, when Xiao Qiu saved you, did you use this spell?"

Yang Jinhua shook her head and said:

"I haven't seen it, but I passed out soon. Maybe he used it later, I don't know."

Mu Guiying nodded meaningfully, and instructed:

"Xiaoqiu's identity is mysterious, and it is likely that he has a relationship with some of the most powerful people in the world. Our Yang family has a relationship with him. Whether it is a blessing or a curse is still unknown. But we have received his kindness, even if we have Trouble, but also should be duty-bound."

"When today's matter is over, my mother will go to your ancestor's place and ask some questions. You must be prepared to help the ancestor guard the house. I will hand over my three flying knives later. You keep it. I’m just afraid that you will be reckless and impulsive, and you won’t be able to take the overall situation into consideration, and you won’t be able to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.”

Yang Jinhua knew that her mother would seldom go to the Lishan sect to find her mother, the ancestor of Lishan. Now that she is serious about it, she must have seen some secrets, but if her mother didn't say anything, there was naturally her reason, and she didn't need to ask more.

She nodded seriously and said:
"Mother, don't worry, your daughter will never disappoint you."

Mu Guiying patted her on the shoulder, her face full of love, her eyes still did not leave the two people in the field.

……

I saw Huo Shan jumping out, flying a palm towards Xin Ziqiu's chest.

The others were still more than ten feet away from Xin Ziqiu, but their palm strength had already arrived, and an overwhelming power came overwhelming.

Xin Ziqiu felt his breath was suffocated, and felt the opponent's internal strength was strong, so he stretched out his left palm and slanted his finger to divert his palm force, followed closely by his right palm and struck the "flower hidden at the bottom of the leaf".

At this time, he has achieved a little success in thunder technique, the sound of thunder rumbles all over his body, and the arc of lightning in his palm is entwined, like a god moving clouds and rain in mid-air, when he swung his palm, the sound of wind and thunder was loud, and his momentum was astonishing.

The two palms intersected, and there was a loud bang, and both of them shook.

Half of Xin Ziqiu's body felt a little numb, but the golden bell mask worked miraculously, and immediately returned to normal.

The golden light chiseled on his body flashed away, and he was not conspicuous under the divine light of Wutu Shenlei.

Huo Shan was also uncomfortable, but he managed to endure it, his heart was startled and angry, he took a deep breath, this time he stood firm, his breath was as deep as a deep, and he pushed out both palms at the same time to Xin Ziqiu. .

Xin Ziqiu's youthful heart, seeing Huo Shan's strong internal strength and sudden ambition, thought to himself that my Taoist orthodox supreme mentality is afraid of you, a foreigner from Persia?
Without dodging or evading, he took a step instead. With a shake of his arms, the innate infinite real energy in his body circulated rapidly, and he swung his fists at the same time, facing him with a huge force like a yellow river rolling backwards.

This time the competition between the two was based on brute force, without any tricks.

With a loud bang, the wind from the palms sent dust flying on the ground, and the clothes of the two of them agitated.

Facing palms together, Huo Shan took a step back, while Xin Ziqiu swayed slightly, but still stood there calmly.

Huo Shan's face changed. Under his palm, very few people can take the next move without injury. But now, a boy from the Song Dynasty has the upper hand in a barbaric confrontation. He was very upset and shouted: :

"Pick me up again!"

All of a sudden, his whole body was surrounded by black air, and his whole body was in semi-darkness. If it weren't for the bright Chinese lights in the hall, he would almost be hidden in the shadows under the eyes of everyone.

Suddenly, the black mist condensed, accompanied by gusts of wind, and rushed towards Xin Ziqiu.

Xin Ziqiu sneered, and was about to take over when Mu Guiying suddenly shouted:
"Xiaoqiu, run away!"

Speaking of which, a throwing knife appeared out of nowhere in the field, and flew past Huo Shan's black shadow at an incredible speed.

The knife was fast enough, but the black shadow disappeared with a bang, and the flying knife seemed to cut through the air.

Mu Guiying scolded angrily:
"What a lunatic of the Assassin faction, how dare he sneak into Tianbo Mansion and run wild!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Huo Shan's figure at the entrance of the hall, clutching her right arm, with blood dripping from between her fingers.

No one knew how he teleported there, but no matter what, Mu Guiying's infallible throwing knife still cut him.

Huo Shan was horrified, and said to Mu Guiying:
"you know me?"

Mu Guiying opened her almond eyes and said angrily:

"The strongest assassin alliance of Western Semuren, how could this commander not know about it? You are so bold, you dare to stretch your claws to the capital, and you still show your face blatantly in my Tianbo mansion. Is there really no one in the world who can do anything to you?" ?”

As he spoke, the three throwing knives were placed across his chest at the same time, ready to go, full of murderous aura.

The exercises Huo Shan has learned are extremely sensitive to energy. When he saw the three flying knives, he felt locked on by a powerful aura. Knowing that he was invincible, he flew up the wall with a whoosh. gone.

This kind of escaping speed is simply not human.

Seeing this, Xin Ziqiu slapped his thigh violently and sighed.

Your uncle, I still have a question to ask!

However, it seems that Mu Guiying knows a lot about Huo Shan, so she may be able to explain a thing or two for herself, so I will ask you later.

Seeing Huo Shan fleeing, Mu Guiying didn't chase after him, but put away the three flying knives, and said coldly to Princess Babao:
"Your Highness the Princess really has a lot of friends. You actually have people from the Assassin faction among your entourage. What is your intention?"

Princess Babao was born in the Shanshan Kingdom in the Western Regions, so she had heard of the fierce reputation of the Assassin sect, but she didn't expect Huo Shan to be one of them, and she turned pale with fright, and quickly explained:

"This, this has nothing to do with me. I don't know that he is from the Assassin faction. Otherwise, how could he be allowed in my house?"

Mu Guiying's angry eyes did not fade away, and he said seriously:
"Princess, our Yang family is also very sorry about your two young masters, but Jin Hua did it out of self-defense and didn't intend to hurt anyone. It's been a few years, let it pass."

"Today's farce should come to an end. If King Pingxi knew about it, he might lose face. Let's take a step back and pretend that this incident never happened, how about it?"

The sudden exposure of Huo Shan's Assassin faction made the situation change drastically. No matter how thick-skinned Princess Babao was, she was too embarrassed to stay in Tianbo Mansion to challenge her, so she could only say bitterly:

"Okay, that's all for today. In the future, this princess will keep her promise and won't trouble your Yang family anymore. However, the deaths of my two children will be paid in blood sooner or later."

After putting down a harmless word, she led the people away angrily.

……

It was already past midnight, but everyone in Tianbo Mansion was very happy to see the powerful enemy retreating, so they hurriedly rearranged the banquet and continued drinking to celebrate.

Xin Ziqiu had no intention of leaving either, he was full of doubts and was waiting for Mu Guiying to explain.

He moved closer to Mu Guiying and asked:

"Marshal, what is the origin of the 'Assassins' you just mentioned?"

Mu Guiying hadn't had time to thank Xin Ziqiu for saving the Yang family's siege, but she didn't expect him to ask such a question instead, feeling amused in her heart, thinking to herself that this young man is interesting, and at this time he is still concerned about the alien sect that can't be beat.

Immediately replied:

"This is a very secret assassin organization in the Western Regions. It specializes in assassinations, and it doesn't distinguish between good and bad, and it's only for profit. It's fine if these people mess around in other places. I, the Chinese people, let as many of them die as possible. But you young people don’t need to inquire about this kind of thing.”

When Xin Ziqiu heard that he was an assassin, he was even more right. The old man who assassinated him at that time probably also belonged to this sect.His assassination method is really brilliant, one second he was a harmless trader, and the next second he was in danger, and he couldn't guard against it at all.

This means that the old man was unlucky. He ran into a weird guy like himself who had opened a cheating device, and he would have been killed a long time ago.

No, you have to ask clearly!

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