Chapter 2260
I’ve searched Spirit Sense several times, but I haven’t noticed it. Is it an illusion? But how could it be an illusion? How could this intuition, accumulated by Jiang Hu’s countless passing of time, go wrong? Since it’s not an illusion, and he has searched without results, it means that the forces targeting him are far higher than himself. Much beyond my imagination, this thought made my heart feel even worse.
However, after so many years of foul wind and bloody rain, did it feel good again?
There is no major event except death. Even if you die, it counts as a major event. For yourself, it may be an early release!
Hu Bugui’s heart is coldly snorted, his face is always old and decrepit, his eyes are on his nose and his heart is on his mind, he adjusts his breath to close eye, and he doesn’t care about foreign affairs.
At this moment, there was a howling wind approaching from far away.
Hu Bugui suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling bright lights shot out a full three feet!
That voice is extremely overbearing, and it is aimed at me!
He still didn’t move, just staring at the door.
next moment, the door suddenly shattered without warning, and the fragments of the room were flying, a pitch-black knife with the imposing manner of severing heaven and earth, assaults the senses.
This knife is ferociously overbearing, and it has the potential to cut the sky and the earth with no return. This is no longer a temptation, but a lore!
Hu Bugui’s eyes flashed with a dive light, and he didn’t know when the knife was already in his hand.
One strike.
With a crisp sound of “ding”, Hu Bugui’s knife hit the pitch-black knife at an unusually precise location. The opponent’s knife was slightly paused, but this moment was enough—
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Hoo!
Hu Bugui’s body that was sitting cross-legged suddenly slumped back, then floated up and stood firmly on the couch.
In front of him, a burly black clothed youngster stood with his sword horizontally.
“Who is your Excellency?” Hu Bugui’s face was ashen, he only coughed lightly, but swallowed the blood that had reached his throat.
Don’t look at Hu Bugui’s calm face, but he is actually terrified!
I have faced countless enemies in my life, but like today, it is the first time that I have been severely injured by someone with the first knife!
The sword of the coming man is extremely violent and overbearing, and has reached the level of tyranny that Hu Bugui has only ever seen in his life!
The man stepped into the door and gave Hu Bugui the feeling that it was like a whole mountain range. He moved a bit and pressed towards him, but just one step away, there was a mountain pressing the top, earth- The power of shattering.
“I’m Dong Wushang!” The black-clothed youth looked at Hu Bugui with bold and powerful eyes, said solemnly: “You are Hu Bugui?”
Hu Bugui narrowed Eyes closed: “Dong Wushang? I have a grudge against Your Excellency?”
“No!” Dong Wushang shook his head.
“Have any complaints?”
“Neither!”
“Then why, Your Excellency?” Hu Bugui was furious and had nothing to do with each other, you Just stab at the old man for nothing, what is this?
Dong Wushang looked at him flatly and said indifferently: “Because you are here to make trouble!”
Hu Bugui suddenly raised one’s head: “No!”
“You are!” Dong Wushang affirmed. He didn’t even want to say another word, and directly condemned Hu Bugui.
Hu Bugui shook his head: “I don’t…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Dong Wushang interrupted him: “You are the troublemaker! They are all people who use knives. You have reached such a point that you dare not admit it? Dares to do, but not acknowledge?”
Dong Wushang’s words were like the knife he cut out overbearing.
Hu Bugui’s face twitched for a while, but he was silent for a long time, and finally said: “Not bad!”
The man with the knife.
This is a dignity in itself.
Sabrewielder, you can be sorry for anyone in your life, but you can’t be sorry for your own knife! Will not humiliate the words ‘those who use knives’.
A man is a knife, and a knife is a man. To insult a knife is to insult oneself, even more than insulting oneself!
You scold a Sabrewielder’s eighth ancestor, or that Sabrewielder might be indifferent. But as long as the honor and disgrace of the knife is involved, it is the battle of Sabrewielder!
The dignity of the knife cannot be violated!
So Hu Bugui admitted it even though he didn’t want to.
What’s more, since the other party is so sure, he must have mastered a lot.
It doesn’t necessarily mean more if you admit it or not.
<>Dong Wushang asked you to nod p: “Finally, it’s worthy of being a knife, and it’s not bad. I’ll give you a decent way to die, and die under my knife. !”
Just as the best destination for a solderier is to return the shroud in horse hide; the best destination for a Sabrewielder is to die by the sword!
Hu Bugui’s face was full of brilliance, and he laughed: “Hu Bugui, the knife will not return!”
Suddenly the blade glow suddenly exploded into a cold glow, heading towards Dong Wushang Fit to attack.
Hu Bugui knew from the first fight just now that he was definitely not the opponent of the young man in front of him, but Hu Bugui still chose to attack with all his strength. His eyes were very splendid at this moment, and he hoped that in this final battle, he could show the sharpness of the knife in his hand, and finally die under another peerless dive sabre. Such a death method is considered a pleasure!
Dong Wushang Black Sabre has turned into lightning.
However, the thunder-like movement suddenly stopped.
Hu Bugui had a bleak smile on his face, and said softly: “Thank you, you didn’t ask me anything.”
“Because you don’t know what to say.” Dong Wushang lightly saying .
Hu Bugui coughed and laughed: “Good knife!”
With a touch of regret in his eyes, he slowly closed. I have been reduced to a tool since I was a child. Until now, my biggest regret is… I don’t know who my parents are, I don’t know where my home is, and I don’t know who the person who trained me into a tool… Who is.
But in this life… Live in confusion, and die in confusion.
His body was still upright, and the knife was still tightly held in his hand. The sharp blade was only half an inch away from Dong Wushang’s waist. But others are dead.
Half an inch distance is actually an insurmountable moat.
Dong Wushang slowly pulled the Black Sabre out of his chest, expressionless on his face.
The body flashed and came out through the window.
Hu Bugui’s body slowly fell to the ground, blood slowly poured out, and the ground was painted red.
Outside the Inn, footsteps are heard. A team of soldiers and horses rushed in, and under the terrified eyes of the shopkeeper, the team leader patted the shoulders of the shopkeeper: “Congratulations, this room is vacant, you can receive other guests and earn double money, Good things and good things.”
laughed, put away Hu Bugui’s body and strode away.
The shopkeeper’s face deathly pale, tottering. Double money… If you earn double money like this, you should be scared to death if you don’t earn it a few times…
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Wu Yun has always been cautious, and after moving into the Inn , pulled the quilt away, put a pillow in it, created a simple but very disguised illusion, and then flashed to the top of the wardrobe without making a sound.
This is the habit of walking Jiang Hu for so many years.
With his cultivation base realm, of course he no longer has to worry about being sneak attacked by the enemy; but this habit can never be changed.
It has been updated twice.
The door suddenly rang lightly three times, and someone knocked on the door.
Wu Yun opened his eyes slowly, the long sword that never left his body was silently in his hand, but he felt that his palm was full of sweat.
I didn’t even realize when the people outside the door came.
I didn’t know until the knock on the door! The other party clearly knew that he was in the room.
What this means, it goes without saying!
Only from this point of view, I have been defeated.
The knock on the door is a prelude to death, and the person knocking on the door is Death God? !
“Who?” Wu Yun asked in a low voice. At this time, it is meaningless to pretend to be absent without making a sound.
“It’s me.” A cold voice came from outside the door.
There are only two words in total, but I already feel the coldness of the opponent’s Sword Edge.
It seems that there is not a person outside the door, nor Death God, but a sword that has been unsheathed with a murderous aura soaring to the sky!
However, what is the difference between such a sword and Death God? !
The door opened slowly, and the world inside and outside the door was joined together.
One is outside the door and the other is inside.
The outsider is a black-clothed youth, with eyes like swords, body like swords, gods like swords, and swords in his hands.
“Wu Yun?” The man’s sharp eyes instantly locked on Wu Yun.
Wu Yun laughed: “Yes, the old man had bad luck in his life, so he named himself Wu Yun and laughed at himself as laugh.”
The black-clothed person sneered: ” If you are still Wu Yun, then the hundreds of thousands of innocents who once died at your hands… but what kind of luck is it?”
Wu Yun indifferently said: “No matter whether it is an innocent or a guilty and deserves to be punished, they can die under my sword, their souls will go to the Nine Springs, and they will no longer sink into the turbid world. Naturally, they are lucky.”
black-clothed youth slowly nodded: “so that’s how it is , it’s your turn to be lucky today.”
Wu Yun understood the unspoken rhythm of the other party’s words, so he asked: “Why?”
“Why? ?” The black-clothed youth asked softly: “Then why are you here?”
Wu Yun fixed his gaze: “The old man is here to congratulate the Black Clouds Heaven Celestial Emperor on his ascension to the throne. Are you here to make trouble? Are you planning to disturb the Celestial Emperor’s ceremony today?”
The black-clothed youth said with a cold expression, “Who asked you to come? Who are you here to congratulate? , how many are there?”
He went on following Wu Yun’s words.
Wu Yun said casually: “old man has always been alone, and this time he is alone, why, can’t it be done?”
“It’s really not possible!” black-clothed person shook his head lightly: “If you really came to congratulate sincerely, then, come with me. All congratulations to the experts are gathered together and accepted unified management.”
Accept unified management? Then how can I act?
Wu Yun not even think shook his head: “No way!”
Before he finished speaking, a little cold light appeared, the sword of the person in front of him had already shot, and the target was Wu Yun’s throat key.
Wu Yun was ready to look up suddenly, turn sideways, and step back.
However, the sword light is like electricity, and it strikes again like a thunderbolt.
This time is still the throat.
Wu Yun’s sword is already in his hand, and he can strike back at any time; but in the face of such a terrifying sword, he didn’t even have the time to defend against such a terrifying sword.
Even, he had an intimate feeling for the sword that this man sent out: the sword intent was accompanied by endless loneliness.
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“It’s late, sorry, shouting loudly…”