Daxuan Wusheng: Start by practicing and adding points

Chapter 81
"Why did the lights go out?"

"There's no lamp oil. I'll go get some."

Wei Sihai took a look at the extinguished oil lamp, then stood up unsteadily and walked outside.

The other people didn't pay attention either. Even though it was dark, they were all figures with strong skin and flesh. They couldn't see anything in the dark. They could still see the wine cups and teacups and continued drinking and talking. laugh.

however.

After waiting for a while, Wei Sihai did not return.

"Why hasn't Lao Wei come back yet?"

"If you add a little lamp oil in the dark, you won't fall into a latrine."

Sun Jiuli took a sip of wine and couldn't help laughing as he spoke, but his voice slowly stopped as he smiled.

Because I don't know when.

Through the window paper on the door, reflecting the dim moonlight outside, I saw a hazy black shadow appearing in front of the door. It seemed to have just appeared, but also seemed to have stayed for a long time.

"Old Wei, what are you standing at the door?"

Liu Lanshan frowned and shouted at the figure outside the door.

boom.

The door was pushed open, and a cold wind blew in. Wei Sihai's figure appeared at the door, standing there squarely, and then... his whole body slowly leaned forward, and fell straight with a bang. Inside, the sound of impact sounded like ice breaking.

This surprise was no small matter. Sun Jiuli and Liu Lanshan both stood up suddenly, each showing a look of horror.

"Who!"

"who?!"

Neither of them even looked at Wei Sihai, who was standing upright and fell to the floor like an icicle. Instead, they quickly pulled out the weapons they had put aside.

They are all people who travel around the world, hanging out in the fights and killings. They are not frightened when encountering surprises, but at this time, they are also a little frightened, because looking at Wei Sihai's appearance just now, I am afraid that people have already died!
You must know that Wei Sihai was also a well-known figure who had perfected his physical training, mastered the power of the sword, but ended up dying silently in the darkness, without even knowing who had done it. How shocking.

If it weren't for Zhang He, the leader of the Villain Gang, behind them, the two of them might not be able to remain calm at this moment.

But precisely because of Zhang He's presence, the two of them were not only horrified, but also angry. Someone actually broke into the headquarters of their Villain Gang at night and attacked and killed a deputy gang leader!

In the brief silence.

There was only a whine of wind blowing.

"I don't know which friend it is, but I came here uninvited. I felt like I was far away."

Zhang He, who was sitting at the head of the table, finally spoke calmly.

In the wind and snow outside the door, a figure wearing a black robe appeared quietly. Under the dim moonlight, he stepped straight over Wei Sihai's body and walked into the house.

"Are you the 'Evil Sword' Zhang He?"

Chen Mu looked at Zhang He lightly.

Zhang He stood up slowly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Yes, what's the matter, sir?"

"kill."

Chen Mu's voice fell softly, and then his whole body suddenly swayed and disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of Sun Jiuli like a ghost.

Sun Jiuli's pupils shrank, showing a look of fear, but after all, he was a good hand who had crawled out from countless lives and deaths. He suddenly shouted angrily, swung the knife with both hands forward and slashed horizontally, and at the same time, his whole body stepped back. .

This sword was not intended to be effective, it was just intended to stop Chen Mu and give Zhang He a chance to save him.

however.

A scene that shocked him appeared.

I saw Chen Mu facing his knife, pinching it with his bare hands, holding the steel knife between his five fingers, and the whole knife immediately twisted and deformed. Then he sent it forward lightly, and the curved steel knife wrapped around a An irresistible force shattered the jaws of his hands, breaking off the handle of the knife piece by piece, and finally the entire blade penetrated directly into his chest.

boom!
Sun Jiuli flew backwards and hit the wall behind him. He was nailed to the wall by his own steel knife. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Before he died, there was still shock and disbelief in his eyes.

When Chen Mu suddenly took action, he had thought that Chen Mu's moves would be sharp and difficult to parry, but he did not expect that Chen Mu's moves would be so rough and direct, without even showing his weapon. This terrifying strength was obviously not the result of sharpening one's skin. What the character can have, even Zhang Xie is far behind!

From Chen Mu's action to Sun Jiuli's death, it sounds complicated, but in fact it only took a moment.

Liu Lanshan saw that Sun Jiuli could not withstand even one blow, and the shock in his heart could not be increased. He did not dare to stay in the house at that moment and rushed out.

however.

At this moment, Chen Mu turned around casually, grabbed a wooden chopstick from the table with a flick of his left hand, and then turned the wooden chopstick in his palm, flicking it and sending it away, accompanied by a terrifying sound that broke through the air. With a sound, the rough wooden chopsticks shot towards Liu Lanshan like a sharp arrow and a sharp crossbow.

Liu Lanshan felt a terrifying sense of crisis descending on his body. He almost instinctively twisted his body and put the steel knife in his hand in front of him in an attempt to stop him.

Clang!
It exploded with a sound like the clash of gold and iron.

The fragments of the wooden chopsticks flew everywhere, and the first half shattered inch by inch, but in the end it penetrated the steel knife forcefully, and the second half sank directly into Liu Lanshan's heart. "puff."

Liu Lanshan gushed out his blood, flew out the door, and knelt down in the snow.

He was not dead yet. He lowered his head with difficulty and looked at the steel knife in front of him that had been punched with a hole by the wooden chopsticks. His eyes were full of disbelief.

inside the house.

Zhang He's whole body was frozen in place, and the full moon scimitar in his hand was also frozen there. His eyes looking at Chen Mu were full of horror, and he was no longer as calm and deep as before.

"You... who are you?"

He is not Liu Lanshan and Sun Jiuli. As the leader of the Villain Gang, he has entered the Yijin Realm. Although he has never had the opportunity to truly climb to the upper reaches of this Yu City, he has seen the world above.

Chen Mu's method of killing Sun Jiuli was pretty good, but the scene when he killed Liu Lanshan with a wooden chopstick sent shivers down his spine for an instant.

artistic conception!

A mere piece of wooden chopsticks can penetrate steel. This method of turning decay into magic can only be used by those who have mastered the artistic conception.

And looking at the entire Yu City, how many people have mastered the artistic conception? Every one of them is a big shot in the inner city, and they are far beyond the existence that he can afford to offend.

How could he be targeted by such a person? !

Zhang He's thoughts were racing wildly, but he never imagined when he had done anything to provoke such a person to take action.

"Where have you put all the money that the Evil Gang earned recently?"

Chen Mu looked at Zhang He at this moment, still empty-handed, and asked very calmly.

Zhang He forced out a stiff expression and said: "Most of them were given to Mr. He, and some are here..."

"Oh."

Chen Mu nodded slightly.

Zhang He held his full-moon scimitar tightly in his right hand. Seeing that Chen Mu was silent, his heart gradually sank, and his left hand slowly reached into his arms.

boom!
The next moment, Zhang He suddenly burst out and pulled out a black ball in his hand. He threw it suddenly and exploded with a bang. A cloud of gray mist enveloped the entire room in an instant.

At this time, Zhang He had already retreated backwards, his back smashed into the wall, and he disappeared into the night, running away like crazy without looking back.

In front of a figure who has mastered the artistic conception, he has no thought of confrontation at all. He only hopes that his corpse poison jade can delay him for a moment and give him a chance to escape.

however.

He only fled a few hundred meters. Under the dim moonlight, a dim light broke through the sky from behind. Under the reflection of the snow, it looked like a meteor streaking through hell.

Zhang He's whole body suddenly tensed up, and his muscles suddenly swelled. Under the pull of the big muscles around his body, all the strength was concentrated in one place, and the full moon scimitar in his hand slashed backwards fiercely.

Clang! ! !
Sparks splash.

Chen Mu's figure passed Zhang He silently, and a trace of blood appeared on the rough rusty sword in his hand.

Zhang He was frozen there, and the full-moon scimitar in his hand fell to the ground. He covered his neck with one hand and looked at Chen Mu behind him with difficulty, but in the end he couldn't see Chen Mu clearly. After shaking his whole body, he fell into the snow with a thud, and the blood quickly dyed the snow red.

"Yi Jin Xiao Cheng..."

Chen Mu turned around, lowered the rusty sword in his hand slightly, looked at Zhang He's body, and shook his head slightly.

Also from Yi Jin Xiaocheng, Zhang He, a character known as the 'Evil Sword', was indeed so vulnerable in his hands that he couldn't even make a move.

This is of course due to his golden body, which is almost as fast as that of Yi Jin Dacheng in terms of physical burst power, but it is more due to the artistic conception. Compared with the power of the sword, the artistic conception is completely different from clouds and mud, and is more like an immortal. separated.

If there is no intention.

Even if a Yi Jin Perfection wanted to kill Zhang He, he would not kill him so easily and casually, killing him in just one move.

Chen Mu put away the rusty sword, looked at Zhang He's body and leaned over. He groped briefly on his body, but did not find any money. He only found a thin account book. There seemed to be something inside, but it was dim. Can't see clearly under the moonlight.

Chen Mu shook his head, put it away without looking carefully, then went back, and soon returned to the Villain Gang's headquarters.

At this moment.

There were already more than a dozen figures in the courtyard where the Villain Gang was stationed, and the movement just now had woken up many people.

However, everyone who rushed to the yard was in shock. They didn't know what was happening here, and they looked at Liu Lanshan's dead body kneeling in the snow with horrified expressions.

Quietly.

Chen Mu appeared in the crowd, brandishing a rusty sword with indifferent eyes.

A ray of dark clouds covered the dim moonlight, making the courtyard completely dark. When a faint ray of moonlight finally shined through the edge of the dark clouds, there were only corpses on the ground in the yard, and the blood melted some. The snow froze together with the snow and turned into pieces of blood-colored ice, while Chen Mu's figure had long since disappeared.

until the next morning.

The news that the headquarters of the Evil Gang was massacred, and that the gang leader "Evil Sword" Zhang He, several deputy gang leaders, and hundreds of gang members were all killed suddenly spread quickly.

Suddenly, the entire west side of the city was shaken!
(End of this chapter)