"You...Who are you tmd?" A fury from somewhere came from, which made Shahin, who had just had a short circuit in his brain, roar with a pale face at this moment.
"Ling'er, do you know your mistake?" Unexpectedly, the man ignored him and asked at the stunning woman beside him with an evil smile.
"Ling'er knew she was wrong..." The stunning woman immediately looked shy when she heard the man's words, and nodded gently and replied.
"Sir..." Some soldiers who had recovered were gathering towards Shahin.
Maybe I saw that I had a lot of subordinates, or maybe I remembered that I was the official here anyway.
In short, Shahin was a little proud at this moment. He stood opposite the man in a black magic robe with great steps, and said with a serious look: "I am responsible for inspecting suspicious people here. This woman. I now suspect that she is a spy. If you hand her over to me, you can leave."
When the soldiers behind Shahin heard this, they immediately understood, so they all raised their chests, held the weapons in their hands tightly, and stood aside with great courage.
"Shameless..." the stunning woman opened her thin lips and cursed.
"Bold..." Shahin shouted angrily.
It seemed to be in order to cooperate with Shahin, the soldiers drew their weapons and walked towards the woman.
"Dare to insult officials, it must be a spy." Shahin stood behind and said seriously.
"Do you understand?" asked the man in black robe softly.
"Yeah..." the stunning woman nodded.
"If you encounter such a thing in the future, don't be merciless, otherwise you will definitely be the one who is unlucky." The man in black robe slowly taught.
"Mo, I'm sorry; I'm afraid that I'll be alerting the snake if I do this..." The stunning woman was Feng Ling, and she said in a shameful manner.
"What if you are even alerting the snake for your safety?"
"Remember, you are my woman. A big deal is coming, and I will fight you..." As soon as he finished speaking, others had already taken a step forward.
The first step was firmly stepped on the ground, and the earth was shaken by it, and cracks appeared on the ground.
Good, if this kick hits someone? What will happen!
"These two are spies. Look at their clothes, hum, it is possible that along the way, they have robbed many simple people of our alliance principalities and made a lot of ill-gotten gains. Of course, they have to be confiscated." Although Shahin was so weak that he was hollowed out by the wine and sex, he didn't even swear once he said so many words. Obviously, he was very skilled in this sentence, and he probably would have to use it many times in a month.
The soldiers who had just walked a few steps were all shouting: "My wise! Master is wise! Master is as wise as a torch, and he can see through the disguise of spies at first sight! Master is dedicated to serving the people, eradicating spies that have rioted the mainland and destroying the thieves. Thank you very much..."
These flattery words sounded very disgusting to Fengling, but Shahin laughed and accepted all the flatteries from the soldiers.
In the past, when he said this, those spies he identified would definitely cry and cry out for injustice, then plead guilty and ask for forgiveness.
Unfortunately, this kind of thing won't happen today.
"To deal with this kind of shrimp, you only need to solve it quickly and leave no traces." The man in black robe said to Fengling calmly.
"Kill them for me..." Shahin, who was still enjoying flattery just now, couldn't hold on anymore and roared.
All the soldiers were unhappy. No matter how they said they were, they were soldiers, but they were actually called shrimps. Even if they were really shrimps, they could not be told in person!
People who are said to be hurting their feet can often burst out with more powerful combat power than before.
Look, a large group of soldiers were like a fierce man who had eaten Viagra, and they picked up their weapons and rushed towards the man in black robe.
There are many ways to kill people, among which the most common and simplest and direct way to kill people with weapons.
Sword technique is the method of using swords. There are no thousands of sword techniques in the world. Each sword technique is left after thousands of tempering, removing the drought and maintaining the essence, and perfecting it. The most appropriate sword method is left behind.
But which sect’s sword technique can be called “real sword technique”?
Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Most of the martial arts practitioners in the world are self-pretentious and always think that they are invincible before meeting their opponents.
Every sect that uses swords thinks that they are unique in the world in using swords, and no one is convinced. Even the number one swordsman in the world, I am afraid that their swordsmanship is the real swordsmanship.
His skill has reached Chu Mo's level. In fact, he doesn't really understand what real sword technique is, or he can understand it in theoretical knowledge, but he cannot do this.
I once remembered that in a yy novel book, a master of swords said, "No move is better than moves."
Another famous person once said: "A sword is a weapon. No matter how good the sword is, it is just a weapon for killing people. And sword skills are just a skill for killing people, and this skill is more than just one way? But all kinds of skills are only for the purpose of killing people. Since one move can kill people, what are the sword moves?"
The truth they said was actually the same, just like Chu Mo's move to conquer the world with one punch, gathering one move to break through the enemy.
A piece of paper or a sharp sword, who is sharper and who is faster?
I think that if a normal person is a normal person, he will choose a sword, and no one will say it is paper.
Because the texture, hardness and other aspects of paper are not on the same level as those of the sword, it is absolutely impossible to be faster than the sword.
However, everything in this world has flaws.
The so-called "no move is better than a move". The basis it depends on is from nothing to something, from something to nothing, from complex to simple, from simple to complex...
What the assassin pursues is not exactly, fast, accurate and ruthless!
It cuts through the sky like a meteor, and the winner can be determined in just a moment.
This move, one punch, one sword or one knife, is the same.
"Burning..." The man in black just stood still, and seemed to snap his fingers with his right hand, and he whispered softly.
In an instant, a large amount of hot fire elements emanated from all over him.
This hot fire element was like being enveloped by an invisible large cover, surrounding all the soldiers.
There is no color, only the heat, endless heat...
These soldiers were surprised to find that their bodies were burning wildly, their blood was burning, and their muscles, and their fat were burning...
Gradually, their skin was cracked...
The wind blew gently, and the soldiers had already broken down. With the wind blew gently, they instantly disintegrated like sand, turning into dust in the sky without any abruptness. Each piece of sand and dust perfectly separated from its shriveled and cracked body along the outline of its appearance, dancing in the air.
This is not magic, this is art!
The art of killing has no blood, they have turned into dust and flew in the air...
Shahin was stunned. It took him a long time to subconsciously and ask in fear: "You...who are you?"
The wind suddenly rose, and the dust in the sky disappeared cleanly with the wind.
It seems like a little care for the last words of the dead.
The black big hat was pulled off from a slender and fair hand, revealing a strong cheek that was as sharp as a knife. The long black hair blew by the breeze and scattered behind the chest. Her eyes were deep and cold, and she was now blooming with a stunning cold light.
The evil smile slightly raised at the corner of his mouth was filled with strange charm.
Black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, and that ever-evil smile.
Seeing all this, Shahin already understood.
He had already realized that he would die with peace of mind, nodded and said calmly: "When he met a black-haired devil, there should be many people who would come to accompany me..."
"You are very smart..." Chu Mo nodded, shook his right hand forward, and a dazzling red light attacked Shahin.
"Boom..." A huge explosion sounded.
Chu Mo, who was originally with an evil smile, couldn't laugh anymore, and a large amount of air waves rushed towards him and the wind chime.
He gathered his energy with his left hand and waved his magic robe. With a chirping swing, the air waves were immediately unable to get close to him.
But what about Shahin on the opposite side?
He was stinking corpse fluid flowing all over his body, and one of his eyes had even been burned by the hot flames, revealing the strange green fire inside.
"Puppet..." Chu Mo took a breath and said unhappily.
"Black-haired devil, my luck doesn't seem to be very good. I actually met you, hehe... Next time, we will definitely meet again..." Shahin, who was burning, no, should be a deceased puppet, was grinning and laughing with disgust.
"Ah..." Although Feng Ling had seen many dead people, she couldn't help but scream when she saw such a disgusting corpse and was still talking.
"Disgusting thing..." Accompanied by angry curses, a blue fighting spirit swept over the sky. The puppet was shattered by the fighting spirit before it disappeared...
"There is a necromancer in the Principality of the Alliance..." Chu Mo's tone was a little cold.
"These hateful necromancers are getting more and more disgusting..." Feng Kuang stood aside, exuding a strong wind element fighting spirit all over his body, and spitting on the ground.