Cynical Master of the City

Chapter(0

Suddenly, a man dressed in black and holding a sharp sword appeared in front of Li Miao. This man did not wear a mask, but a black belt was tied on his forehead. He looked like a warrior. His face was expressionless and pale. The murderous aura emanating from the eyebrows felt oppressive, and the moment it appeared just now, it was completely silent, so Li Miao felt a little bit in his heart when he saw this situation. 【 #_ 】

"Who are you? That guy from Kameda sent here?" Li Miao asked tentatively.

The man in black didn't say a word, and turned his back to Li Miao silently. There was a circular pattern tattooed on the clothes behind him, and there were two dragons intersecting each other inside, which was the same as the one that Shangcun found before. The icon on the informant is the same, which is the logo of Hiten Shrine.

"Anyone who has seen my face will die." The man in black spoke, his Chinese was a bit convoluted, but Li Miao was surprised when he expressed his meaning.

Of course, as professional world-class killers, they must master the languages ​​of all countries, otherwise what would they do if they killed the wrong person.

"It's up to you, be tender." Li Miao was most annoyed by others threatening him, so seeing that the other party could pretend to be so aggressive, Li Miao was also furious in his heart.

"Whoosh." The person suddenly turned around, and the aura that erupted from his body was also released at this moment.

"Third-level Tianling!" Li Miao's mouth almost fell to the ground. This momentum made him a little scared to pee. He guessed that he was only at the third-level of Earth-spirit. This guy turned out to be at the third-level of Tianling. He has reached three levels, and the gap between levels is the most obvious. For example, a master of the first level of Tianling can easily kill n third-level masters of Earth Spirit.

Sensing the opponent's courage, Li Miao was at a loss. After all, if the opponent really wanted to kill him, he would die no matter what.

But suddenly, Li Miao felt another fluctuation in the opponent's strength, as if he had dropped to the first level of Tianling.

Li Miao was puzzled for a while, could this guy hide his strength?In other words, you can control your own strength at any time?Of course, even if the other party is really first-order Tianling, I can't resist it.

"Go to hell." The man in black clasped his hands together and threw out the sharp sword in his hand.

"Whoosh." The sharp sword pierced Li Miao's chest in an instant, Li Miao tried his best to avoid it, but the speed of the sharp sword was too fast, even if he quickly performed the middle-level mind method, unfortunately he was hit.

The sharp sword pierced through Li Miao's arm and flew forward.

"Oh..." Li Miao hurriedly covered his shoulders, hoping that he could heal quickly, otherwise he would really be doomed if he went on like this.

Suddenly a black shadow passed by, and the man in black caught his sharp sword not far away, and suddenly disappeared.

This time Li Miao was so nervous that he suffered three knife wounds, but he didn't hurt the opponent at all. This is simply an insult to his own strength. Of course, if the opponent is really a master of the Tianling rank, even if he takes the initiative to attack It is impossible to escape death, not to mention that Li Miao can't catch the opponent at all.

Seeing the dangerous scenes, Li Miao decided to change his strategy. If the opponent continued to play him like this, he would run away with all his strength. If it was impossible, he could call Xuan Ling over. I believe that Xuan Ling's strength at the holy level can be instantly killed. The so-called killer.

But just as Li Miao was looking around vigilantly, the god of death had quietly arrived, and a silver light flew towards Li Miao's back with a trailing shadow. The people pierced through Li Miao's chest together, and the blood splattered all over the place, staining the grass in red.

Li Miao only felt a little sleepy, and the muscles in his body began to relax a little. He really wanted to sleep, really wanted to sleep, and gradually he became confused, and his body lay on the ground with a clang.

The snow is white in front of my eyes, like snow, my thoughts are flying, erratic, flying into the distance.

"Vulnerable guy." The man in black pulled out a white silk scarf from his body, wiped the blood on the blade, and after drying, inserted the sharp sword back into the scabbard behind it.

Li Miao's pupils have been getting bigger and bigger. He doesn't know why he has a body shield of true energy and can be penetrated by metal. Maybe this is the difference in strength. A person with the strength of the Tianling level can basically penetrate Everything in the world, being pierced like this, Li Miao not only lost his strength, but also almost lost his life.

The man in black walked slowly in front of Li Miao, and after a gesture of waving, the five masked men appeared around him immediately.

"Check to see if there is a share transfer letter on the corpse." The man in black stepped aside.

After all, the purpose of coming this time is not only to kill Li Miao, if he can find this share transfer letter, I believe he can take the opportunity to make a fool of himself, so why not do it.

"Report, there is nothing on the body except a mobile phone and a wallet." The masked man said.

Of course they couldn't find it. Li Miao had put it in his business car long ago. Such important things should never be carried with him.

"Retreat." The man in black stared into the distance and bowed towards Li Miao's body, and the five masked men also bowed pretentiously, as if remembering the dead.

In the next moment, several people disappeared, leaving only Li Miao lying in a pool of blood.

In fact, Li Miao really miscalculated, maybe because he has no combat experience, he should have considered that he might be instantly killed, so his trump card, that is, Xuan Ling, couldn't get there.

Of course, Li Miao still has a real trump card, and that is his Brown Underworld Pill physique. As long as the other party doesn't tear him into pieces, he can return to his original form by Zhong Yang.

Slowly, Li Miao suddenly became conscious, but he still couldn't control his body, as if in a dream.

"Am I dead again?" Li Miao said in his dream.

"No, he died again." The voice of Patriarch Shengfa echoed, and there was a trace of contempt in his words.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, why are you here? What happened just now? Why did I die in a daze?" Li Miao asked hurriedly.

"Why is this old man here again? If I hadn't sensed that you were dead, I wouldn't have bothered to talk to you." Patriarch Sheng Fa's voice was very lazy.

"Patriarch, don't talk nonsense, who is it that attacked me just now?" Li Miao asked hastily.

Of course, during the conversation between Li Miao and Patriarch Shengfa, Li Miao's body was also repairing rapidly, and the bloody mouth on his body began to slowly converge. The bleeding has stopped, but Li Miao still needs to wake up. a period of time.

"They don't belong to the formal cultivation sect, they are from the East, and their tricks are endlessly changing, so it is right to say that you are dead." Patriarch Shengfa said.

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