Xue Kuian and others looked at the black hair in the water bowl, not knowing what Jiang Fan sold in the gourd. Jiang Fan silently recited the Maoshan original light tracking spell, and a white light shot into the water bowl. With a "swoosh!", the water bowl was
The water began to shake.
A moment later, a picture of Ma Daming appeared in the water bowl. He was going to the toilet when a black shadow suddenly appeared, so fast that he could not see the face of the black shadow clearly, and Ma Daming fell down.
Then Liu Jincai's image appeared in the water bowl again, and a black shadow flashed by, so fast that it could not see the appearance of the black shadow clearly. After the black shadow flashed by, only Liu Jincai was seen dead.
Then the water bowl appeared again and Sun Jiawang came back from outside. Just as the door was about to open, a black shadow flashed by, so fast that he could not see clearly how the black shadow took action, and Sun Jiawang fell down.
"Who is this? The speed is so fast!" Jiang Fan said in surprise.
"Brother, it's not a ghost, right? Why can't you see people?" Xue Kui'an said.
"It's not a ghost, it's a human, but this guy is too fast and it's difficult to see clearly." Jiang Fan said.
Just as everyone was talking, someone suddenly ran in and said anxiously: "Brother, Brother Zeng was killed!"
"When?" Xue Kuian said anxiously.
"It should be just now, when we went to his house, we found that he was dead in the living room." The man said.
"Let's go and have a look." Jiang Fan said.
Everyone went to Zeng Xiaoyi, the backbone of the Qinglong Gang, and saw his body in the living room. He also had a knife in his throat, his eyes widened, and he looked terrified.
"A Zeng!" Xue Kuian shouted, tears falling down. Zeng Xiaoyi has been following Xue Kuian for more than ten years and saved Xue Kuian's life many times.
"Damn it, if you have a kind of upright person, what's the point of doing assassination?" Xue Kui'an cursed.
Jiang Fan immediately used Maoshan tracking technique to investigate and found that the killer had left less than twenty minutes. It seemed that the assassination was not over yet. Who is the next target?
"We have that backbone living nearby?" Jiang Fan asked.
"Feng Deji lives not far ahead." Xue Kui'an said.
"No, he must be in danger. Let's go!" Jiang Fan's body flashed and he disappeared into the house immediately.
Jiang Fan immediately left Maoshan for a thousand miles and quickly practiced the technique. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at Feng Deji's residence and immediately found him lying in the bedroom. Jiang Fan stretched out his sword, pointed his eyebrows, and silently recited the Maoshan tracking technique. The killer had just left less than two minutes.
"You can't escape!" Jiang Fan immediately opened the Tianyan acupoint and looked around. He soon found a black shadow flashing in the distance.
Chase! Like an arrow shot out, Jiang Fan chased him out and instantly approached the black shadow.
"Who! Dare to kill my Qinglong Gang!" Jiang Fan roared.
The black shadow stopped like a ghost, looked at Jiang Fan, his voice was sharp and like an eunuch, "Hmph, I thought I would kill you in two days, but I didn't expect that you would die by yourself, so I'll save trouble!"
"Swoosh!" The black shadow rushed towards Jiang Fan like a ghost, and a cold light flashed by, and the paper-thin knife rushed straight to Jiang Fan's throat.
Although the black shadow was extremely fast, under the perspective of Tianyan Point, Jiang Fan saw the black shadow's knife clearly. It was a crescent-shaped knife. The knife was slender and narrow, as thin as paper, and the knife wound was shining with a cold light.
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He flicked his feet left, squatted down, and the knife slid past Jiang Fan's shoulder, and Jiang Fan immediately kicked out three feet. After the shadow fell to nothing, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party could easily dodge the attack and counterattack.
After the black shadow knife fell, the knife immediately changed its trajectory and pulled it back, and the knife slashed at Jiang Fan's leg. The leg that Jiang Fan kicked immediately changed its trajectory and turned into several phantoms, "Bang!" Jiang Fan's legs and the black shadow's blade
Touch together.
Jiang Fan felt numb, and the black shadow took two steps back and looked at Jiang Fan in surprise. At this time, Jiang Fan finally saw the black shadow clearly. The black shadow was a man in his thirties, very thin, and was simply skinny.
That kind, with a pointed chin and thin cheeks, it looks like a mouse.
"Hehe, you really have two tricks. You can fight back under my Phantom Magic Sword, but you still can't escape my ultimate skill!" The black shadow laughed sharply, like a mouse laughing.
"Who are you? Why do you want to be a good person from Qinglongbang?" Jiang Fan said.
"You kid is really short-sighted. When you saw the Phantom Demon Sword, you don't know who I am. Have you never heard of this? Phantom Demon Sword, Ancient Dark Netherworld!" said the black shadow sharply.
"Phantom Demon Sword, Ancient Dark Netherworld?" Jiang Fan said in surprise.
"Yes, I am from the ancient dark Nether Sect. When the ghost attacks, gods and ghosts cannot escape!" The black shadow beckoned Jiang Fan like a ghost, and the crescent-moon sword slashed down, making a harsh squeal.
Jiang Fan immediately remembered an ancient sect, which was the ancient dark Netherworld Sect, which was a very terrifying sect, a sect that specializes in assassination. Just like the Dongwu Hermit, but it was even more terrifying than the Dongwu Hermit because the ancient dark
The Netherworld killer not only has invisible abilities, but also has some weird special abilities. He has never lost his assassination.
Jiang Fan dodged several times in a row before he could dodge the attack of the knife. "I didn't expect that your Ancient Netherworld Sect has become the lackeys of Longxing Group!" Jiang Fan sneered.
"Hmph, how could our Ancient Netherworld Sect become a lackey in Longxing? They spent a lot of money to hire us." The black shadow said disdainfully.
"As far as I know, your Ancient Dark Nether Sect was not assassinated for money, what benefits did they give you?" Jiang Fan tentatively said.
"Haha, if you want to mess with me, I might as well tell you that Longxing Group exchanged two puppet warriors with us." The black shadow suddenly stopped attacking and bowed to the east with a knife in his hands.
What is this for? When Jiang Fan was very surprised, the black shadow turned around and smiled at Jiang Fan and said, "If you can remove the ultimate skill of my Phantom Demon Sword, I will let you go today!"
"Hmph, I want to see what mysterious thing is in the legendary Phantom Demon Sword!" Jiang Fan was focused and looked at the black shadow carefully.
"Okay, have the courage!" The black shadow held the crescent sword in both hands, suddenly howled, and his body ejected out like a ghost. The crescent sword fell like a snowflake, and the crescent moon made a strange howling sound.
"Woo!" The sound made people shudder, and the sound reached Jiang Fan's eardrums. Jiang Fan immediately felt dizzy. It's not good! The whistling sound of the Phantom Magic Sword can interfere with the brain!
In a hurry, Jiang Fan silently recited the Vajra Body Protection Spell, "Dang! Dang! Dang!" After making several metal-like sounds, Jiang Fan retreated more than two feet away, and his clothes turned into pieces.
Blood flowed out from Jiang Fan's arm. It was so dangerous just now that a knife in his throat would have been done if it weren't blocked with his arm! What made Jiang Fan feel frightened was that the Vajra Body Protection Curse could not defend against the opponent's Phantom Demon Sword!
Although he was hit by a few strokes on his body, it would not be fatal. Jiang Fan immediately recited the Maoshan Recovery Spell silently and the wound healed immediately.