Bulwark of Light

Chapter 434 Blood-stained white sleeves

The moment Mr. Jin drew his knife.

The white clothed youngster sitting cross-legged on the dead rock opened his eyes.

The long knife fell through.

The thunder roared.

The blazing light emitted by the burning dream of the fire was instantly extinguished at the center of the white sleeves and the forehead, and the white clothed youngster also pointed and wiped a ray of lightning, which directly cut off Mr. Jin ‘s neck.

It all happened so fast that even Mr. Jin didn’t react.

Then the hot head rolled to the ground, with a look of confusion in his eyes… He didn’t understand why a meditation practitioner in a “comprehend state” reacted so quickly.

Impossible someone in this world can do it, immersed in a dream, and can also deal with the assassination in the real world.

Unless…

He simply didn’t dream.

The burning “dream of fire” slowly dissipated in the snow in the mountain cave. Bai Xiu’s spirit strength was extremely stable, without the slightest fluctuation, neither the joy of breaking through the realm, nor the The loss of comprehend failure.

Bai Xiu’s face was as smooth as a mirror.

It seems that everything that happened here has not exceeded his expectations.

After igniting the dream of the fire, he didn’t do anything, just watched this extremely precious “dream” burn so calmly, and then dissipated, the whole process, that’s all.

His eyebrows really lit up with the fire of a dream.

But in fact, he didn’t even enter the dream state for a moment.

From start to finish, he just closed his eyes, sat quietly, and cooperated with this “good show”.

At this moment in the cave, blood is spreading, the wind is blowing, and it is extremely cold.

What is colder than the wind and snow is Bai Xiu’s words.

“Killing me, will Bai Family really be better?”

Bai Xiu slowly stood up from the dead stone.

Bai Zesheng’s phrase “Let’s do it” was the trigger for his final thunder shot.

The reason why I close my eyes is to pretend to be comprehend.

In fact, there is still a trace of “hope” in my heart, or… a fluke.

Second Elder is the one who brought himself out of Jiangbei.

Be a benefactor.

The greatest benefactor!

Even if it is the last second, the other party chooses to regret… Maybe he will choose to forgive, but most of the things in this world are not worth waiting for.

Because of the five minutes of silence, Bai Xiu heard the most sad words in her heart in 20 years.

Bai Zesheng turned around slowly.

He looked at Bai Xiu, the peerless genius he cultivated by himself, bathed in lightning, white clothed standing in front of him without blood… At this moment, Bai Zesheng understood everything.

I set up such a mausoleum killing game myself.

Bai Xiu had already seen it through and chose to beat somebody at their own game.

This young little fellow, facing himself and the top killer in Central Continent, has such courage and daring to choose to sacrifice a dream of fire to see this kill… What does it look like.

“You’ve already seen the answer, haven’t you?”

Bai Zesheng said in a hoarse voice, “Kill you, the Bai family will become pure… and in my opinion Come, pure, it’s a good thing.”

Bai Xiu bowed his head silently.

The fishy wind whistled in the snow cave.

Mr. Jin’s head was still wriggling, and the two fingers with the white sleeves together slashed diagonally.

A wisp of lightning swept down in an instant.

The head exploded, the blood was flying, and it was swept into the distance by the wind and snow. This cruel and cruel picture was soon swallowed up by the white and pure snow. Standing at the entrance of the cave, Bai Zesheng, There was a faint white fluorescence all over his body, and the splashed blood did not stain his robe, but just splashed on the robe, and was bounced off by the white fluorescence in an instant, and then disappeared into the Snow Mountain outside.

“This is the subordinate of the Divine Throne, the tower of origin, right?”

Bai Xiu stared at Mr. Jin whose corpse was broken, and whispered, “A year ago, it was him. You attacked me in the tundra and fled to Inta, you didn’t kill him…”

“…”

Bai Zesheng was just silent about this.

“Although the weapon has been changed and the technique of the shot has been changed…but some things can’t be changed.”

During the previous fight, [Lei Jie Xingren] hit Mr. Jin’s forearm, and the blood that spilled out was clearly caught by Bai Xiu.

Retreat in a small courtyard for the year.

Bai Xiu seems to be staying at home and doing assiduously, but it is not the case.

Bai Xiaochi often goes to the yard. Regarding the assassin case in the tundra, after the blood was extracted a year ago, there was a brief progress… [Shiro Ming] The blood extracted and the data in the deep sea database One billion genetic data are compared, and there is no matching information in the five continents.

The tundra assassin, is an “unidentified person”.

His information has not been entered in [Deep Sea]. In fact, there are not a lot of such “unidentified people” in the five continents. Many Great Influences, big people, and those with high enough authority will give them to themselves. The dead man made such an arrangement.

It’s just that with the authority of the Bai Family, the identity of the other party cannot be found…but there are very few.

It is this point that makes Bai Xiaochi cast his doubts on Outer Continents!

Perhaps… the Great Influence of Outer Continents can do it.

And the power of the source tower is too powerful to allow the Bai Family to doubt it.

It’s just that, no matter how much you suspect, without evidence, you can only give up.

“Sure enough… you guys used [Tsunami] to investigate the ice lake.” Bai Zesheng whispered and said, “I thought you couldn’t find that deep place.”

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In the past year, because of Inta’s injury, Bai Zesheng spent most of his time “recovering from his injuries”.

The core affairs of the family are handed over to others.

In fact, these actions can already feel the intention of patriarch to prevent himself… but Bai Zesheng is not nervous, because he is very clear that if the truth of a year ago is really found out, the situation will not be So simple.

My end is only to apologize for death.

“Perhaps deeper than you think.”

White sleeves slowly said: “The breath of the assassin’s blood in the tundra, I will never forget in my life. And Lord Patriarch went to I went to Inta and told me a sad news… At the crime scene of Inta, [Thirumi] did not capture the blood of the assassin.”

Bai Zesheng narrowed his eyes.

He remembers that when he was seriously injured, Lord Patriarch arrived and used his powers to save his life.

At that time, I thought…this blade, poking deep enough, had helped me out of danger.

But now, not at all.

Because the real purpose of Bai Xiaochi’s rush to the Inta was not to heal himself, but to extract the “bloodstains” at the scene of the Inta incident… How could he keep that kind of thing?

Bai Zesheng is well aware of the terrifying power of [Thirumi].

He used his most formidable power sealed artifact, plus a large amount of transcendent source material… to burn the fake corpse cleanly, there would never be a trace of blood residue, and in the After the floating panels of the outer defensive cover of the Inta were opened, and the violent blizzard washed away, it was more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack to obtain valid evidence.

On the contrary, Mr. Jin once lived in the hiding place, and found some evidence, which is enough to prove that the assassin really came to the Inta.

Then, disappear.

“Over the past year, the Bai Family has never stopped investigating the Tundra assassination case… Although the assassin is ‘dead’, his identity is unknown.” Bai Xiu said slowly: “This case, although It’s over, but it’s an unsolved case, and I’ll never know who shot me.”

It doesn’t matter who assassin is.

Who is behind assassin is very important.

In this small war without gunpowder smoke, in the final analysis, the tundra’s assassin is just a chess piece… What he has to do is to find out the chess player behind the scenes!

“Some things are handled too cleanly, but they are not good. There should be blood at the scene of Inta.”

Bai Xiu looked at Second Elder and said, “This year , I locked myself in the yard because I didn’t know how to face the most probable truth…”

A seed of doubt was planted.

Bai Xiu wanted to persuade herself not to be suspicious.

This is Bole, who has the kindness of knowing and encountering himself, and is also a “relative” who thinks about himself in everything.

It’s just that he can’t.

The glimpse of the assassination in the snowfield often reverberated in his mind, causing him to be shaken.

Once planted, some seeds inevitably take root and grow.

Once some gaps are born, they inevitably get bigger and bigger until they break.

“The assassination in the snowfield is about to become a nightmare… Compared with the comprehend of the dream of fire, this matter is more important. So this year, I have often wondered about the assassination case, what should I do? Let’s settle it.”

Bai Xiu said: “In the end, I choose to exit the customs and then enter the mausoleum.”

Bai Zesheng, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, laughed silently.

“Child…you know what, you made a very childish choice.”

The long knife slipped from the Second Elder’s cuff.

He said calmly: “If I were you, I found these clues a year ago, and I doubted the truth… Then I would not choose to enter the mausoleum, nor would I choose to use such a method. , to verify the truth. Because the price to pay to find out the truth is really too high.”

Bai Xiu looked at the “teacher” who taught him to fight at the earliest.

In the snow cave, the icy wind wailed, and the voice was fierce!

This is an excellent burial ground.

Murder, owl heads, corpses, traces… No one will notice, the cave is narrow, and it is extremely difficult to escape.

Choose this place, and think about it.

“You’re going to kill me.” Bai Xiu spoke softly, until now, he always used the honorific word “you” when addressing Bai Zesheng.

But not anymore.

This is no longer a person worthy of his respect.

And…it has nothing to do with killing yourself or not.

Bai Xiu has already felt that this assassin lying on the ground, the power flowing in his body is the power of the Divine Throne of the Central Continent Origin Tower… This is also the reason why he couldn’t catch up with the opponent before.

If I hadn’t been prepared and had taken the lead, completely breaking the assassin’s expectations and forcibly cutting off his head, then today’s battle would have been several times, ten times harder.

That token will continuously provide Divine Power. As long as the host cannot be killed with one blow, the opponent’s next battle strength will be greatly improved!

And the same power also appeared on Bai Zesheng’s hands.

Between the sleeves and robes, the purple divine splendor lingers.

The flat-sheathed long knife that slipped off the cuff was also covered with Divine Power of Divine Throne.

“I gave you the beginning.”

Bai Zesheng said coldly and ruthlessly: “It stands to reason that I also have the right to give you the end…”

He Wiped with two fingers.

The scabbard of the long knife was knocked out instantly.

Bai Xiu turned his head slightly, the scabbard was like a flash of lightning, rubbing his cheeks and crashing into the darkness deep in the cave, and then, the tall silhouette blocking the Snow Mountain cave disappeared. It came suddenly, like a big mountain, occupying all the vision in front of him.

A touch of blade light!

It overflowed the entire cave!

Bai Xiu’s expression was still calm and calm, and [End Flash] was activated… Countless illusory shadows dodged in the cave.

This can be said to be a magical existence in the body refinement of the same-level transcender melee combat. In the battle of realm crushing, it is no longer so perfect, and the white clothes are inevitably destroyed by blade light. Rub in, cut out.

The white sleeves, like snowflakes, fluttered in the cave.

Bai Zesheng has long been a quasi-title-level powerhouse of the deep-sea Eleventh Layer.

And Bai Xiu, no matter how talented.

A year ago, it was nothing but the deep-sea Ninth Layer.

Bai Zesheng swung his sword forward.

His Blade Technique is very rough, but the purple divine splendor on the blade is extremely delicate, blocking all the escape routes of the white sleeves… This is not In order to kill directly, it compresses the opponent’s activity space.

[End Flash] No matter how powerful it is, it needs a certain amount of space to display it!

In the cave, it is extremely narrow.

This one after another burst of illusory shadow is gradually diminishing.

“sou”!

Bai Zesheng raised his hand abruptly, a light echoing sound suddenly came from afar, and the scabbard that had been shot back suddenly returned, like a sharp arrow that shot out quickly, this time, Bai Xiu Groaned, he still made precise dodging movements immediately, but a slight bloodstain was wiped on one side of his cheek…

Starting with the scabbard, Bai Zesheng held two scabbards in both hands, calmly Said: “If I were you, I would hide in the yard and wait quietly for the rainstorm to end. As long as you hide in that small courtyard, no one can help you, right?”

Bai Xiu slowly wiped the wound on his cheek with the back of his palm.

He silently looked at the blood stains on the back of his palm, his expression a little dazed.

How long has it been…that you haven’t shed blood in battle?

next moment.

Bai Zesheng took out the knife again, the blade scabbard whistling, and it condensed into a hurricane!

No refunds!

“Hang”!

An extremely crisp sound of impact sounded in the cave, Bai Xiu stopped using [End Flash], and the moment he raised his head, a lightning-converged humanoid phantom suddenly appeared behind him.

The humanoid phantom is as mighty and domineering as the Spirit General in ancient legends.

He wears a heavy armor and helmet, and only reveals a pair of dark eyes. Wherever the eyes pass, the darkness is broken, and the thunder is blooming, which is terrifying.

The only pity is that this horrifying illusory shadow in imposing manner only condenses the upper body, and the lower body is covered by lightning, like a cloud of fog… A large number of extraordinary source substances support this The condensation of the body, even if it is only half, is enough to form a powerful deterrent!

General Lei Yinggu just stretched out one hand and grasped the silver-white blade that slashed out like a full moon arc.

Bai Xiu looked at the old man in front of him.

My benefactor, teacher, adoptive father, enemy.

He said softly: “So, you are not me.”

Lei Yinggu punched out!

What monster is this?

Is it the condensation of spirit strength?

Or a Bloodline Power like [Garuro]?

Bai Zesheng pupil shrinks, he feels an unprecedented crisis, at this moment, the majestic Divine Power of the wine throne oscillates, and the purple light on the knife burst out with extraordinary power beyond the current stage, but that The Spiritual God illusory shadow also erupted with terrifying Divine Power.

ka-cha once.

Leiying Ancient General’s palm is the first to shatter!

The blade also shattered!

Before the two forces could tell the difference, Bai Xiu’s fist… hit the old man’s lower abdomen firmly, causing Bai Zesheng to cough up a mouthful of blood and fly upside down. out.

In the cave, there are pieces of white sleeves flying.

Each piece is like a blade, like blazing thunder, suspended in the air, cutting open his shoulders, calves, and chest.

The old man finally flew out of the cave.

He fell on the snow and became a bloody man. This old body was cut with countless small wounds, none of which was fatal, but when they came together, they exploded. An excruciating pain came out.

Bai Zesheng struggled to sit up.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

My long knife was broken into tens of thousands of pieces, inserted in the snow, and the surface of the blade was like a mirror, reflecting the thousands of pieces of falling snow.

And thousands of blood-stained white sleeves.

(End of this chapter)