Heavens Unlimited Play

Chapter 17

Tianxinhui, this is the force formed by Xia Wuji.

During the period from outside the Great Wall to Baoding City, he encountered many ambushes and assassinations.

With his martial arts, naturally no one succeeded, and most of them were killed or injured.

All masters who are favored by Xia Wuji and are willing to surrender will be accepted by him into the Tianxin Society and become members of the Tianxin Society.

Tianxin will!
——My heart is God's will.

Anyone who hinders me is against the will of God!

Kill without mercy!

Tianxinhui is divided into four halls of wind, rain, thunder and electricity, and each hall has twelve rudders.

The division of labor in the four classes is different.

Fengtang is responsible for infiltration, transmission of information, intelligence and other work.

Yutang is in charge of finance, personnel transfer, handling the aftermath, etc., and belongs to the logistics department.

Lei and Dian are in charge of fighting.

However, there are also differences between the two halls. The Lei hall is a sect that sieges cities and destroys sects.

The electric hall is more inclined to assassinate, eliminate rebellion, punish and so on.

The Tianxin Society is considered a start-up, with a lack of personnel and many deficiencies. There are only a few people such as Xia Wuji and Mr. Tie Di who can really stand shoulder to shoulder with the weapons.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. Tie Di, let the people from Yutang come over to deal with the aftermath, and take these bald donkeys down and imprison them." Xia Wuji said.

"Yes." Iron Flute said respectfully.

……

Xia Wuji walked out of the lobby, looked left and right, couldn't help laughing: "Where did daddy go? He can really escape, next time I see him, I have to break his legs."

Mr. Tie Di also came out, and said respectfully: "Master, do you want to send someone to find Fourth Master Long..."

Before Xia Wuji could answer, a figure walked out from behind the plum tree not far away.

This is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a cold and stubborn face, wearing only a thin and old clothes, with a sword made of three-foot iron plates stuck in his waist.

A ridiculous sword, probably the most valuable thing in his body.

But now, he wants to use this sword to seize the treasure that everyone in the world desires, the golden silk armor.

"Hand over the golden silk armor!"

This is A Fei's first sentence.

He held the wooden hilt at his waist with his hand, and his cold eyes pierced Xia Wuji like a sharp sword.

Xia Wuji didn't realize it.

And Mr. Tie Di frowned, feeling a chill coming in, his hands and feet were cold.

——He just remembered that he was woken up in the middle of the night and had less clothes to wear.

"Master, do you want me to do it?" Mr. Tie Di said.

Xia Wuji waved his hand: "No, you can deal with the aftermath too."

"Yes."

After Mr. Iron Flute left, Xia Wuji said slowly, "Do you want the golden silk armor?"

There was no expression on A Fei's face, he just nodded coldly.

Xia Wuji smiled and said: "If you beat me, not to mention the golden silk armor, even my head can be thrown to you."

"If I lose, I will let it go." A Fei moved his hand on his waist with an extremely fast movement, and the "sword" shot out and landed in his palm.

brush!
Ah Fei stretched out his arms, the sword light was like lightning, and the air was pierced by the long sword.

This sword seemed to break through the distance between time and space, Xia Wuji suddenly felt his brows shudder, and the long sword had already pierced in front of him.

It really is a quick sword!
I don't know how many swordsmen Xia Wuji has fought against, even he himself is known for his sword speed.But Ah Fei's stab still made him slightly surprised.

And compared to fast, what makes Xia Wuji feel more pure and clean, like the snow on the iceberg, without any impurities, all complicated moves, all thrown away, only a simple one " Thorn" word.

"Good come!"

Xia Wuji didn't move, but a finger pointed out like lightning.

Xiao Ju's strength almost turned into substance, and suddenly condensed towards his fingertips, turning into a thick and solid sword energy.

Use your fingers as a sword.

The finger sword pierced through the air, and the air in the Zhangxun land was evacuated in an instant, as if it collapsed layer by layer.

Ah Fei felt a tightness in his chest, and the surrounding air seemed to condense, collapsing and compressing towards him.

Thirteen styles of Tianxin.

—Mountain-moving style!

when!
The fingertips collided with the sword tip, and there was a sound of gold and iron.

Ah Fei only felt a huge force coming from the sword body, which was irresistible, as if he felt a mountain.

When the long sword in his hand was bent, a crack quietly appeared on the sword body, as if it was about to break apart at any moment.

A Fei couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and using his fingers as a sword, he completely disintegrated his offensive, and even gained the upper hand.

It can be said that such a difficult opponent has never been seen in his life.

Ah Fei gave a low shout, twisted his body, and the long sword stabbed out again.

brush!
A sword broke against the wind, and the flying snow in the sky was scattered by the sharp sword energy at this moment, turning into snow powder.

This sword is faster and more vicious.

Xia Wuji chuckled, and once again used his finger to transform into a sword, pointing out a finger.

His finger is still not ethereal and flexible, and there is no unnecessary change, but it reveals a majestic and ancient momentum, as if it is a giant mountain that has existed in the wild age, covering the sky and oppressing all directions.

Thirteen styles of Tianxin.

—Mountain-moving style!

It is obviously the same move, but it gives people two completely different feelings.

when!
The fingertips and the sword tip touched again, and a burst of energy rushed out of thin air, setting off a hurricane, and the snowflakes around three feet were smashed to pieces.

After only a moment of stagnation, the cracking sound of "Ka Ka Ka" came from A Fei's long sword, countless cracks opened, and then the sword body burst into pieces.

Under the impetus of profound internal strength, any sword finger of Xia Wuji has the power to shatter gold and crack rocks.

What's more, he also resorted to the tyrannical mountain-moving style.

And the sword in Ah Fei's hand is nothing but broken copper and rotten iron. If he hadn't used a special move to remove his strength, the sword should have been broken into pieces at the first strike.

Deng Deng staring...

Ah Fei took a few steps back, spat out a mouthful of stuffy blood, his face was pale and indifferent as ice.

"You lost." Xia Wuji flicked his sleeves, with a calm and forceful look.Just the fingers behind her back, but trembling faintly.

——Damn it, it is really impossible to perform the mountain-moving pose right now.Pretending to be aggressive is risky, so I can't play like this next time.

The mountain-moving pose is powerful, but the consumption of internal energy is unimaginable.

Moreover, this pose is too powerful. After Xia Wuji uses it, he still needs to absorb some strength, otherwise Ah Fei will be seriously injured if he pokes it with his finger.

He couldn't send and receive freely now, and forcibly withdrew four points of his strength, causing him to be short of breath and feel tight in his chest.

Ah Fei trembled slightly, his five fingers clenched the hilt of his sword, his knuckles turned white, his veins protruded, and he almost gritted his teeth and uttered three words: "I lost."

For him to say these three words, it was even more uncomfortable than death.

But a swordsman, who couldn't even protect the sword in his hand, was indeed defeated.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

"Why would I kill you?" Xia Wuji said with a smile, "I'm a good old man. Seeing you have nothing to do all day, being a jobless vagrant, and not ordering your last meal, I feel very sorry. So I want to give You provide jobs so that you can live a 996 life in the future."

"Let's go, Houlang."

(End of this chapter)