Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 5

Yuangong swordsmanship is good at vertical jumping. Jiang Hao threw out the fan bone and jumped up, wanting to escape thousands of miles away. As soon as he got up, Mo Xian had already jumped up, and the fan bone passed under his feet.

Standing in the air, the sword-drawing posture was launched, and a white light flashed, already approaching the body, Jiang Hao only felt his body lighten up, and found a headless body falling down, which seemed to be his own body, he was very surprised, his mind was blurred, he didn't know what he was doing. Already decapitated.

Mo Xian didn't stay there, he didn't even clean up the corpses, his figure flashed and disappeared under the cover of trees.

In just one month, six ghosts including Qingsi ghost, hanged ghost, vain ghost and miserly ghost were assassinated, and the judge of Zheng State in Yan Luodian, that is, Zhenghou Bailicong, was furious.

But the ghosts with blue silk and others will not disappear, and Yan Luodian will quickly replenish personnel, and new ghosts with blue silk and others will be born soon.

The Shadowless Ghost and the Rakshasa Ghost looked at the corpse of the Ghost Chaser, which had been embalmed.

"The corpse was decapitated by a sword." Wuyinggui closed his eyes, and a scene simulation of the ghost chasing ghost being killed emerged in his mind. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "It's not the sword technique I know, it should be It's not Yan Luodian's martial arts."

"Can you please ask the judge to perform the dream of three lives, so as to reproduce the scene at that time?" Raksha ghost cast a wink at Wuying ghost.

"This trivial matter needs the judge's help! Even the ecstasy messenger won't help!"

"What happened?"

"In the depths of Luoshan, the erotic ghost found a place. It's very interesting. It might be a magic formation. Unfortunately, we 36 ghosts only know martial arts and don't know magic formations. Black and white impermanence went to that place."

"There is such a thing, the ecstasy messenger is dispatched, and it should be able to break the formation. I don't know what kind of big man the judge is?"

"You'd better not inquire about it!" There was a trace of fear in Wuyinggui's voice, "Even the ecstasy messenger should not inquire about who it is!"

The Ecstasy Messenger, that is, black and white impermanence, possesses spells and usually wears a mask when meeting them. There are 36 ghosts. Of course, there are only about 36 ghosts at present, but after another year, they should be able to make up [-] ghosts.

At this time, Mo Xian had arrived in Luoyi, and after a month of assassination, he was more or less injured, and he lived in seclusion in the city, but Mo Xian went to the capital of Zheng State instead.

He knew that Yan Luodian must be looking for him, he just hit Yan Luodian coldly, his identity was not known to Yan Luodian for a while, but sooner or later he would be found out by Yan Luodian, he knew how powerful Yan Luodian was.

But he didn't expect that he would be under the nose of the judge. At the same time, Yan Luodian also didn't expect that Mo Xian was still alive and had arrived in Luoyi.

Luoyi is a metropolis. In this era, the population is nearly 50. Mo Xian does not live in the city, but on the edge of the city. Killers are also people, and they also have to eat.

This is a small village. There is a small manor at the west end of the village. It covers an area of ​​several acres and is separated from the outside world by a wall. A few years ago, Mo Xian secretly bought it without telling anyone. It was Mo Xian who planned for the future.

If he is killed by someone, everything will be over, otherwise, he will have a place to retire when he is old. He is still young, but he is planning for the future. He does not want to be a killer for the rest of his life.

The house is here, and a neighbor is entrusted to take care of it. All kinds of flowers and plants are planted in the yard, some of which are rare and expensive, but they are not bought, some are stolen, and some are transplanted in the mountains.

When he returned to the house, he didn't just sit and eat, but sorted out the flowers and plants, pushed a cart during the day, went to the city to set up a stall to sell some flowers and trees, completely hiding himself in the crowd.

There are many flower growers in the world, and no one pays attention to it, but the many rich people are probably very eye-catching.

He sells flowers, but he always pays attention to the dynamics of the world. He knows that Luoyi has a sub-helm of Yan Luodian not far away. He wears a straw hat and sells flowers and plants in the flower market. Occasionally, he looks up at Yan Luodian, which is more than half a mile away. Divide the rudder.

The sub-helm of Yan Luodian is a medicine hall to the outside world, the famous Cixin Hall in Luoyi.

At the end of another day, he pushed his wheelbarrow out of the city, wearing a straw hat on his head, covering his face, wearing gray cloth clothes, with a slightly hunched back, even people who are familiar with Mo Xian would not look at him in front of him. This somewhat wretched man is connected with the famous Broken Sword Mo Xian in the world.

When he came to the gate of the city, there was a sound of horseshoes, Mo Xian raised his head slightly, his eyes flashed, he lowered his head, pushed the wheelbarrow to the side of the road, he felt a familiar feeling from this person, he knew it should be Wuying ghost.

The Shadowless Ghost is the most mysterious, Mo Xian has never seen his face, and when he met him a few times, he always exists like a shadow, erratic, but a personality that does not even think of hiding when he is not paying attention.

He came here, did something happen?Mo Xian thought.

It's not easy for Mo Xian to follow directly. If there is any abnormality in himself, it will easily attract the attention of Shadowless Ghost.

Mo Xian turned himself into a member of ordinary people, just to let the people in Yan Luo Palace not pay attention to him. It was getting late, and although Mo Xian was curious, he still pushed the car out of the city...

Mo Xian was dressed in night clothes, covered his face, and prepared to cross the wall under the cover of night.

He decided to visit the Hall of Compassion at night, and he did not forget his purpose, the Hall of Yama, he wanted to disturb its peace.

He lowered his waist and used the Land Soaring Technique. His figure was like an arrow, quietly leaving a series of phantoms. Fortunately, it was at night, otherwise, it would have been shocking.

He had just walked a short distance when he suddenly saw a shadow flashing in front of him, which looked a little familiar. His heart moved, and he saw some trees beside the road. The figure flashed and avoided behind the tree.

At night, even though Mo Xian had practiced night vision, he could only see images vaguely, and couldn't see details.

Mo Xian concentrated his eyes, but the figure had disappeared, and he was searching carefully, when he heard the sound of wind in his clothes, and someone came again, and it was not an ordinary person.

The two figures stopped not far away, and a woman's voice sounded: "Night Yougui, are you sure that witch is here?"

"Raksha ghost, you don't believe my tracking skills. She is injured and can't run very far. She should be around here. Be careful, she can use black magic."

"Don't worry, she has already been hit by the seductress, and she cannot protect herself. If the seductress wanted to live, how could she escape!"

Mo Xian is behind the tree, hiding carefully. The night tour ghost ranks seventh, only below Mo Xian, and the Raksha ghost is even above Mo Xian. However, Mo Xian thinks that the current self does not need afraid of them.

Because the kung fu practiced by the 36 ghosts in Yan Luodian is very insidious and flawed. It is not the kind of upright martial arts, but the skill of killing with one blow. , they are not strong.

At this moment, a light blue brilliance flashed, and the wind and sand suddenly picked up, rushing straight towards the two of them.

"I was about to ask you to come!" The Raksha ghost seemed to know that it was right, and threw something. In an instant, the wind and sand subsided, and a woman rushed towards him in the bushes by the roadside.

Mo Xian was stunned for a moment, it was her!It's a green girl, why did she provoke Yan Luodian!
Without even thinking about it, the big toe of the foot grabbed the ground, and the body appeared behind the two, as if using the ground shrinking technique, and drew the sword out. In the dark night, there was a bright flash, and the sword light was already approaching.

It happened suddenly, but the two of them reacted very quickly. The Raksha ghost turned the water-dividing thorn in his hand, and his body fell short. In the dark night, a shadow pierced towards Mo Xian, but the figure rolled towards Mo Xian like invisible water. Xian, regardless of the sword light on her head, she will die with Mo Xian.

Her kung fu is called Cha** Water Kung Fu, her body is trained like water, and her water thorns only attack, not defend, and are often accomplished in one blow.

But Ye Yougui used a pair of Wu hooks and snorted, his eyes in the dark night suddenly emitted green light like the eyes of a wolf, Mo Xian felt that his eyes seemed to have been hit, and when he closed them, Twisting like a dragon, the sword light in the style of drawing a sword swirled in the air, and the whole person strangely avoided the Raksha ghost's water-splitting thorn.

But the sword light had already landed on Yeyougui's head, Yeyougui's double hooks moved upwards, trying to lock Mo Xian's sword, but the lock was empty, his body was startled, suddenly, his body split into two Half.

Ye Yougui practiced a kind of pupil technique, and with his Wu hook, it is often impossible for people to defend against it. However, although this kind of pupil technique is close to magic, it cannot be calculated. Mo Xian heard the name of Ye Yougui At that time, they were already on guard against this point, but Ye Yougui did not expect that Mo Xian, who they thought was dead, was the masked man in front of them.

The sword-drawing pose looks simple, but Mo Xian has practiced this move thousands of times. People often see it, but they don't realize that it is too late. Although Mo Xian has not practiced this move to the point of perfection, other The power is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and according to the book, there is no end at all. In the process of drawing the sword, as the skill deepens, the mystery becomes more and more infinite.

When Mo Xian dealt with the night wandering ghost, Lu Ru had already pounced behind the Raksha ghost, stretched out his ten fingers a few inches, and grabbed at the Raksha ghost, but Mo Xian closed his eyes, he listened to every move with his ears , and didn't see it all.

Raksha Ghost's body heaved up and down, Lu Ru's attack fell to the empty space, and he stabbed back with his hand, and it seemed that it was about to penetrate Lu Ru's belly.

Mo Xian turned his sword into a thrusting sword posture, a flash of sword light flashed, and the Raksha Ghost's water-dividing thorn had just reached Lvru's abdomen. At this moment, she had completely discarded the idea of ​​catching Lvru alive. kill.

But her body froze suddenly, and Mo Xian's sword had pierced her throat, and she was puzzled as to who killed her.

Lu Ru's body shook, she had run away for several days when her spell was broken, and she was exhausted.

But she was still holding on, her eyes were full of fatigue, but she looked at the man in night clothes and covering his face with vigilance.

"Lu Ru, it's me!" Mo Xian tore off the scarf covering his face at once.

When Lu Ru saw it, her expression immediately relaxed. Although it was night, the two were not far apart. With the help of starlight, and hearing that voice again, Lu Ru murmured: "Brother Mo!"

With a sway of her body, Mo Xian immediately stepped forward, her body softened, and she passed out.

(End of this chapter)