Chapter 165: Assassinate

"If you only have this means, you will definitely lose today."
Young Master Jiang He looked cold, and the sword technique was even more violent at this moment.
Shocking thirteen knives, one cut is more fierce than one, and one cut is more thrilling, as if a violent wind swept across, tearing the air, and bursting out of shock.
"Today you really let me down."
Jin Gutong's expression remained unchanged, and his long sword slammed, like a serpent uttering a message, reaching the limit.
The sword strikes, like thunder and bluffs.
Suddenly, the long sword in Jin Gutong's hand slightly picked, and it happened to hit the weak spot of Jinghong Thirteen Swords.
sulfuric acid!
Jiang He's expression couldn't help changing. The continuous blade light stopped for an instant. Then he saw Jin Gutong abandon the sword at this moment.
Abandoned the sword?
"not good!"
Jiang He's heart jumped wildly, without even thinking about it, the internal force in his body surged, turning into sharp fiery red rays, and then shot out from bottom to top.
Lieyang Palm!
Just at this moment, Jin Gutong's figure quickly approached, and the roots of the five palms were like green onions, but they turned red in an instant, and then suddenly fell down.
The fourth style of the nine-print palm, under the Wuyue Mountain!
Snapped!
A shocking sound and a violent shock wave made their clothes rattle, and then they smashed and broke.
The strong wind blows and shreds the clothes. One can imagine the strength of this blow.
"What a powerful Lieyang Palm, such a powerful Nine Seal Palm."
Tang Zhanfei's eyes lit up, and his breathing couldn't help but stop.
Bai Ziyue's gaze also paid more attention. He also knew that this Lieyang palm was the top inner strength mental method of Lieyang Gang, the supporting martial arts of Lieyang Gong, which can be added out of thin air by using the internal strength of Lieyang Gong. Over 30%, bursting and fierce, very powerful.
The Zhenpai of the Nine Seals School is one of the best martial arts in Wujiang County. Nine-style palm prints are different, but they are more powerful than one palm.
When he faced Hua Jiebin, the inner strength martial artist of the Nine Seals Sect before, the other party used this fourth style of palm. Under the Wuyue Mountains, his spirit was almost stagnant. If he was shot, even if he At the beginning, there was also a martial art realm with the limit of internal refining.
At this time, seeing this sect skill again, it was obvious that the five mountains under Jin Gutong's hands were more subtle and tyrannical.
"I think you have any tricks."
Jiang He's figure retreated three or four steps, but he also blocked the palm for a long time, screaming in his mouth, and quickly rushed up, trying to defeat it with a new sword technique.
Fighting warriors, unless there is a clear gap between the strength of the two sides, weapons and no weapons, but two completely different concepts.
The long sword in his hand is still there, but Jin Gutong's long sword has been discarded by him, so the natural chance of winning is obvious.
"Happily it's too early."
Jin Gutong screamed and stepped on the ground with all his strength.
Bang!
The ground paved with hard rock cracks,
Then Jin Gutong's figure flew close like an electric light, and kept his palms, the whole body turned blood red, and people could not help but guess whether blood would be shot out in the next moment.
Jiang He's eyelids jumped wildly, and he couldn't help but feel the thought of a catastrophe imminent, and he wanted to turn around and run away.
This palm can't stop.
There was a hint of understanding in his heart, Jiang He's expression changed wildly, but he suppressed the thought of retreat.
Because he knows that if he resists head-on, there may be a turning point. Once he retreats, even if he is not dead, he will definitely be seriously injured.
The internal force in the body turned into billowing waves, the violent internal force impacted, hot and turbulent, causing his flesh and blood to tremble, as if there was a feeling of being burned and cracked, and then turned into an infinite momentum, all surging. Into the palm of his hand.
Lieyang Palm!
The two palm prints collided together again.
Bang!
It's like a ruin.
Jin Gutong's palm was surging, and directly broke Jiang He's palm print, and then the remaining power remained undiminished, and it was stamped on his chest.
Bang!
Jiang He's chest sank suddenly, but his figure flew upside down in an instant. He rushed over a distance of more than ten meters before he fell heavily outside the ring and on the ground by the lake.
puff!
A mouthful of bright red blood squirted out quickly, dyeing his chest red.
"The fifth style of the nine-print palm, the earth dragon turns over!"
Someone at the scene recognized the origin of this palm print and couldn't help but exclaimed.
This palm, even the third-rate master of the Nine Seals, few people can fully grasp it.
Didn't expect Jin Gutong to be able to display it?
However, there were also people who noticed something wrong with Jin Gutong's expression, his face was pale, his blood was empty, and it was obvious that he would not feel good when he sent out this palm.
Of course, even if Jin Gutong feels uncomfortable, it is definitely much better than Jianghe, and the injury is not that severe. It is estimated that one or two days of recuperation will be about the same.
On the contrary, Young Master Jiang He of the Lieyang Gang, but it takes at least ten and a half months to heal his injuries before he can recover.
Naturally, there is no need to say more about the outcome.
"go!"
There were naturally many vassals around Jiang He, all of them gathered by his side at this time, and soon began to him and left.
Not long after, there were also a group of people, guarding Jin Gutong, and left Tianxiang Pavilion.
In an instant, the original lively scene seemed a bit empty.
"Let's go too, depending on the situation, there will be no more warriors above the internal strength level to fight today."
Seeing that two or three more master-level martial artists left soon, Tang Zhanfei said.
Nodded, Bai Ziyue was about to leave with him, but when he saw the exit, he rushed into a person and shouted: "Jianghe, Jianghe is dead..."
In an instant, the scene was silent.
Immediately afterwards, countless questions came out.
"how is this possible?"
"Even if his injury is serious, it shouldn't be fatal, right?"
"This time things are really going to be a big mess."
"Young Master Jiang He is a disciple of the Lieyang Clan leader. This time, it is estimated that there will be a war with the Nine Seals."
...
One after another, the scene was full of noise.
Surprised, gloating, anticipating, nervous, fearful... the expressions on the faces of the warriors at the scene varied.
"No, Young Master Jiang He didn't die in the hands of Young Master Jin Gutong, he was assassinated.
Assassinated on the street, a knife is fatal. "
The man waved his hand again and again and explained hurriedly.
Hearing that, everyone feels a little relieved, but there is no sense of relief.
No matter what, the death of Lord Jiang He will inevitably cause a huge shock, and it is impossible to guarantee that it will affect everyone.
Things are really making a big deal.
Immediately afterwards, more people who knew the news returned, and many details were also revealed.
The murderer was dressed in black, wearing a mask, good at using swords, and powerful... Taking advantage of the serious injury of Jiang He, the murderer easily beheaded him, and then left calmly under the siege of many Lieyang Clan disciples.
Among the besieged people, three died, and four were seriously injured...and many of them were peak martial artists.
...
Everyone felt instantly in their hearts.
Third-rate master!
Only the third-rate and above masters can achieve this level.
Who will it be?
There are not many masters above third-rate in Wujiang County.
Except for the Lieyang Gang and the Nine Seals, there are only three escorts. Among the four martial arts, there are third-rate masters.
However, apart from the fact that the Nine Seals faction might make a move because of the fierce sun gang, there is no reason for other forces to do so.
Because once exposed, what awaits them is bound to be extinct.
In addition, the third-rate warriors who are not part of the major forces can be regarded as big people in Wujiang County. Generally speaking, it is impossible to suddenly attack a junior of the Lieyang Gang.
Besides, who else?
Bai Ziyue also had some doubts. He subconsciously looked towards the attic of Tianxiang Pavilion. He happened to see the oiran Yue'e girl of Tianxiang Pavilion and Chen Qingyun, a swordsman in white, walking down from the attic.
...
When I got home, it was late at night.
Because of Jiang He's death, all disciples of the Lieyang Gang were called up to search, and officials from the government intervened.
Bai Ziyue naturally had to do some coolies.
Even if he knew, by the time they started searching, the murderer would have disappeared long ago.
After dealing with the greetings from the two maids, Bai Ziyue went to the backyard and opened the door.
Immediately after that, a strong warning sign rose in Bai Ziyue's heart, and the pace he was about to step into, instantly retreated at a faster speed.
brush!
A sword light burst out in front of his eyes immediately.
Under the moonlight, Sen was cold.
"who are you?"
With a choke, Bai Ziyue drew the long knife, his eyes extremely cold.
This person is a little thin and not tall, but his whole body is black, and his face is also covered with black cloth.
At this moment, Bai Ziyue really thought that it was the assassin who assassinated Jiang He in the street during the day, and hid in his own room to kill him.
But soon, he relaxed.
Although this person was dressed like that assassin, he looked like a night walker.
But the strength is not strong.
Of course, it is not weak.
It had just broken through, and there was still some scattered aura, with his eyesight, he could naturally detect it easily.
Internal force!
And he was an inner strength martial artist who hadn't broken through for long.
"It's quite alert~EbookFREE.me~ chuckled, but this person didn't have the slightest idea of ​​nonsense. It would have been a long night with many dreams, sudden changes, and killing intent. He rushed out again, Jian Guang quickly at Bai Ziyue Blooming before his eyes.
This sword, without him, has only one point, and that is fast.
Almost to the extreme.
Like an electric flint, it quickly pierced Bai Ziyue's eyebrows.
Ordinary people's eyebrows are where they rest, even if they lightly point with their fingers, they will throb quickly and feel uneasy.
Directly pointed at by this extremely sharp long sword, Bai Ziyue's eyebrows were also beating violently, as if there was something that wanted to rush from his eyebrows to avoid this disaster.
sulfuric acid!
With a bang, the long sword swept across, and the long sword was instantly opened and blocked.