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Chapter 229

It seems that the other party is nervous!

However, Wu Zhi did not stop, he just slowed down his pace a little.

The secret room in front of him did not bring many surprises to Wu Zhi because it had basically been emptied and there was nothing valuable in it.

On the left and right sides of the secret room were two wooden shelves with some antique ornaments placed on them. Wu Zhi had no interest in these items and did not bother to estimate their value.

Except for the Four Books and Five Classics, which are very easy to see, the rest of the place is empty.

It seems that the seventh prince took away all the valuable things when he left.

Wu Zhi saw that there weren't many things here anyway, so he took a slow posture and admired the calligraphy and paintings one by one.

What surprised Wu Zhi was that there were several landscape paintings hanging in this room. Although Wu Zhi didn't know much about Chinese paintings, he still had some appreciation ability.

From his perspective, there was nothing special about these landscape paintings, and they were not made by famous artists. They looked a bit like they were painted by folk painters, and were not worth much money.

But because of this, it seems a bit strange for them to appear here.

If it is something worthless, the Seventh Prince does not need to put it in such a secret room. Since it is placed in a secret room, it means that it must have no other use.

So Wu Zhi took all these things off the shelves on the wall seemingly casually and threw them on the ground.

Then open them one by one and put them side by side to see if there is anything special.

When Wu Zhi puts these things side by side, at a glance, there doesn't seem to be anything special.

However, slowly, Wu Zhi discovered a very strange thing, that is, these paintings seemed to be different at first glance. They all depicted mountains, rivers and rivers from various places.

But when Wu Zhi turned these paintings upside down, diagonally or horizontally, he discovered a very interesting point, that is, after taking out some corner landscapes, these paintings can be spliced ​​into a brand new painting!

So Wu Zhi folded all these landscape paintings together, and soon he did it!

Just when Wu Zhi reached out to grab the picture, suddenly a strong wind roared behind him!

In an instant, an extremely sharp sword energy pierced forward!

Although he was well prepared, Wu Zhi was still shocked by Fang Zheng's strong murderous intent!

This person is a master!

The opponent's sword didn't pause at all, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill Wu Zhi quickly!

Wu Zhi suddenly turned around and saw a sword, flashing with cold light, piercing towards his throat!

At the critical moment, Wu Zhi, who was well prepared, immediately leaned back and formed a bench bridge!

The long sword in the opponent's hand flew past Wu Zhi's chest.

The person coming was like an arrow that came out of a bowstring, his movements were done in one go, without any sloppiness!

If Wu Zhi had not taken precautions in advance, he might have been stabbed to the core by the sword in the hand of the visitor!

The opponent missed with one blow and lightly picked up the sword in his hand, causing the whole person to spin and fly up.

The visitor moved quickly in this semi-dark secret room, and the sword in his hand shook open beautiful and dazzling sword flowers, but these dazzling sword flowers were meant to kill people!

Her sword is so fast that it's dizzying!

Every sword stabbed at all the vital points of Wu Zhi's body!

Wu Zhi kept dodging, but he was too weak in terms of body skills.

Although the Shaolin Temple has many fierce and powerful martial arts, it is only lacking in dexterity and dexterity. In just a few seconds, Wu Zhi's body had already been cut several times.

Although the key points were avoided every time, they were still extremely dangerous!

"Go to hell!" The other party covered her face, and when she stabbed him with the last sword, she let out a woman's low voice.


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