The Prodigies War

Dunhou's middle-aged was Lu Zhong, a military cultivator who had just retired from the front battlefield of the Empire.

He is calm, experienced and rigorous. As soon as he joined Biguang Pavilion, he was deeply valued and became an important disciple like Chang hate water.

Originally, Lu Zhong didn't think much of tonight's action. He thought he was just dealing with a young man in gang territory and didn't have to do it himself.

But when he fought hard with the boy and found that he didn't lose the wind under his own attack, Lu Zhong suddenly realized that the boy was indeed very unusual.

Especially at this moment, when the other party noticed a sniper in the dark one step in advance, but he didn't notice it, Lu Zhong couldn't help shaking his heart and his face suddenly became dignified.

The strength of this man's gangjing youth once again broke his expectations and even made him feel a threat!

However, as a strong man with rich combat experience, Lu Zhong's reaction was also extremely fast. At the moment he realized that Lintian ran against the wall and fled, he had sounded a whistle.

Buzzing~

A strange sound, like the choking of a flute, suddenly spread out in the dark rainstorm night.

This is a signal for assistance!

Soon, Lu Zhong took a deep breath, carried a dark gold spear and chased Lintian where he fled.

If this scene was noticed by other practitioners, it would not cause an uproar. Lu Zhong, a powerful man in the vigorous territory, sent a signal to ask for help at the moment, which undoubtedly proved that he also felt great danger for the pursuit of Lintian!

……

Almost at the same time, on the top of a tall building thousands of feet away from the place where Lintian and Lu Zhong fought, a fuzzy gray figure crawled.

In this stormy night, it is almost impossible to detect his existence.

"What a powerful little fellow. His soul perception power seems to be stronger than that of the practitioners of the earth Gang realm. It's incredible..."

The gray figure sat up from the ground and murmured softly. The voice was as wet as a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, with a chilling strange smell.

At this time, a bright lightning suddenly flashed across the night sky. It was clear that the gray figure was a young man with pale skin and narrow cheeks.

The pupils of his eyes showed a strange grayish brown, and his lips were as thin as a blade, like smeared with thick scarlet rouge. Around his body, there were wisps of gray aura, which set off his breath as if there were no, fuzzy and illusory.

The most frightening thing is that he holds a large bow in his arms. The whole body is like a combination of skeleton heads the size of fists. The bow strings are as red as blood, filled with a ferocious and violent atmosphere.

This person is the residual wind!

A perverted killer walking in the dark, which makes many practitioners of great forces in Yanxia city extremely disgusted and afraid.

The assassination of Lintian twice in a row ended in failure tonight, which surprised canfeng. For the first time, it was more troublesome to deal with a young man in gangland than to assassinate a strong man in gangland.

This is very unusual!

"No more than three times, little guy, the next time I do it again, it will be your death..."

In the gloomy and low voice, canfeng got up and glanced at the distance with his grayish brown eyes. Soon, his figure slipped across the night sky like a bat and flickered silently and quickly in the rainstorm in a mysterious arc.

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In the stormy night, Lu Zhong searched for the breath of his opponent and kept moving forward rapidly.

But with the passage of time, his eyebrows gradually wrinkled. Under the scouring of the rainstorm, the breath of his opponent became as if there were nothing, which was almost difficult to capture.

Up to now, he even suspected that his opponent had already broken through the siege and escaped.

Just then, Lu Zhong seemed to notice something. He stopped and looked into a house on one side of the street.

The door of the house was closed, but Lu Zhong was keenly aware that there was a very familiar breath in it.

Without any hesitation, as soon as Lu Zhong stepped on the ground, his body rushed up like an arrow from the string, and the dark golden spear in his palm burst out a dazzling lingmang and fiercely cleaved to the house.

He plans to destroy the house with his strength and skill, so as to force his opponent out!

Boom!

But at the moment when Lu Zhong started, the closed door of the house suddenly burst to pieces, and hundreds of arrows burst out from it. Like a burning sunset, it suddenly bloomed in the rainstorm night.

Burning Xia short crossbow!

Lu Zhong narrowed his eyes, took things in order, waved a dark gold spear, and heard a crash. All the arrows were blocked.

However, the power of the crossbow is extremely powerful. Even though Lu Zhong's cultivation blocked this wave of critical attack, he was still shocked to make his body backward and his blood roll for a while.

When Lu Zhong's body just stood firm and broke the last crossbow and arrow, suddenly, a strange sound of knife sounded suddenly.

The sound of the sword sounds like the sound of nature, ethereal and ethereal. It seems to have little power, but it makes Lu Zhong's mind become trance. It seems that bright stars appear in front of him, falling from the eternal night, just like the end of the day, everything collapses, full of the breath of destruction and despair.

What is this?

Lu Zhong was appalled. The will formed by years of war made him smell a deadly danger in an instant.

Stimulated by this danger, Lu Zhong shouted loudly, waved a dark gold spear and slashed the four directions.

Boom~~

The void was disordered, the vision of stars falling suddenly burst, and all illusions disappeared like paper paste.

But there was a blade that seemed to come from the darkness of the eternal night, which swept from the chaos and cleaved on the land bell in an unstoppable posture.

With a puff, Lu Zhong felt sharp pain all over. His chest was torn open by a knife, and his blood burst out. His internal organs seemed to be crushed. Lu Zhong couldn't help shouting bitterly and painfully.

Immediately, his whole body fell and flew out, smashing into the rain covered ground, embarrassed.

"This... This... This is the power of Artistic Conception!?"

Lu Zhong made a frightened sound, and his pale face was full of disbelief. The knife just now was full of unimaginable supernatural power, which is very similar to the artistic conception power that only the practitioners of Dongtian can master!

At this time, Lintian appeared quietly and walked towards Lu Zhong.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible. You only have people's vigorous cultivation. How can you master such boundless power?"

At the moment, Lu Zhong seems to be deeply stimulated. The whole person has some crazy signs. He has indeed lost his mind.

He is a strong man in the gangland, but now he is seriously injured and almost killed by a gangland teenager under a knife. How can he accept it?

What kind of knife is that?

Lu Zhong thought of it at the moment. He still couldn't help trembling and panicked inexplicably.

From beginning to end, Lintian remained motionless and ignored Lu Zhong's abnormal mood. When Lu Zhong was only three feet away, he suddenly stopped.

Collapse!

Lintian shot a crossbow like sunset glow from the cuff of his left hand, which covered Lu Zhong.

Lu Zhong is a practitioner of the earth Gang environment. Even if he is seriously injured and dying at the moment, he must not be underestimated. In order to avoid the other party's dying counterattack, it is undoubtedly the best choice to use a short crossbow.

Lu Zhong screamed, and his whole body was pierced into a horse honeycomb, full of holes. Finally, he was unwilling to die on the ground.

Hiss!

But before Lin Xun could breathe a sigh of relief, an extremely subtle wave suddenly sounded in the air, which made his face slightly changed and his body suddenly dodged to one side.

With a puff, an arrow silently rubbed Lintian's shoulder and fell to the ground, creating a deep hole.

That damn guy again!

Lintian was annoyed by the burning pain on his shoulder. It was the third time that he was attacked secretly tonight. The other party was almost haunted and disgusting.

It was just different from the previous two times. This blow failed to kill Lintian, and the opponent didn't stop!

Hiss! Hiss!

Lintian's dodging body didn't stand firm, and there were two small strange noises in the air. The two arrows came silently from different angles, tricky, cruel and accurate.

At that moment, Lintian's mind was surprisingly calm, and his body suddenly curled up together. The whole man was like a meat ball, bounced on the ground, and suddenly shot into the house on one side.

With a puff, he had a sharp pain on his back, as if he had been stabbed into his skin by a sharp cone, and blood flowed.

Lintian staggered and rushed into one side of the house like a gourd on the ground.

But it's not completely safe!

Then I heard a strange noise. Arrows like dense drums pierced the void and burst into the air. They easily pierced the walls of the house and rushed hard into it.

The house was originally small. Now it's like being covered by an arrow rain. The walls are full of holes.

In the end, the house collapsed and burst into pieces.

The arrow rain disappeared and everything fell into silence. Only the rainstorm poured down and beat the ruins.

I don't know when canfeng's fuzzy gray figure came out of the rain, came to the collapsed house and stood quietly.

His grayish brown eyes glowed with a grotesque sheen, constantly scanning the house turned into ruins.

He attacked suddenly and locked all around the house. He was absolutely sure that Lintian could not escape.

In other words, according to canfeng, Lintian must have died in his own arrow rain.

"Can force me to use all my means, you little guy will die without regret..."

Canfeng murmured and walked into the ruins. He needed to cut off Lintian's head so that he could get the reward.

With a hula, canfeng quickly pulled out a dead body from the ruins. To his surprise, the dead body was not Lintian, but a frightened and helpless middle-aged man. His body was covered with arrows and blurred in flesh and blood.

No!

Canfeng's face suddenly changed.

With a roar, a blade suddenly swept out under the ruins, like a star rising from the earth, blooming with thrilling luster.

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PS: there's more tonight.