A sword filled with hot breath was slashed in the air towards the back of Jiang Xiaoliu's neck!
In the midst of the fierce sword intent, the temperature of the hot sword energy climbed up, instantly burning the surrounding dry weeds.
The crackling fire shot up into the sky, and the sword in the man's hand made a hissing sound, and struck into the back of Jiang Xiaoliu's neck without any suspense.
"hey-hey……"
Due to the violent surge of the sword wind, the fire splashed everywhere, causing the surrounding dead grass to burn fiercely.
At the same time, the man in black laughed in triumph, and a stream of blood spurted into the fire.
A rain of blood fell on the grass, or fell into the flames, followed by a scream, which came from the man in black who had just laughed.
"impossible!"
The man in black wore a black mask, only revealing a pair of extremely frightened eyes. When his body was severely injured and flew backwards, he didn't believe what he saw at all.
Obviously, that sneak attack struck the back of the neck of Jiang Xiaoliu, who was kneeling and burning paper, with a thunderous force.
But the fact is that Jiang Xiaoliu did not fall down, but suddenly his body swelled up and changed from a kneeling posture to a half-crouch in an instant.
Then while crouching down, Jiang Xiaoliu turned sideways and punched back.
Immediately, a devastating punch hit the man in black's chest in an instant, causing the man in black to break his own defense on the spot, vomiting blood and being thrown away.
While flying backwards, the man in black dropped his sword, painfully covered his seriously injured chest with his hand, and let out an impossible inner monologue in horror!
boom!
At the same time, Jiang Xiaoliu, who was crouching, stepped hard on the ground. With the blessing of absolute power, his figure appeared in the sight of the man in black like an arrow leaving the string.
Then, Jiang Xiaoliu raised his fist and hit the man in black, like hitting a dead dog, knocking the man in black heavily from the air to the ground.
Pfft...
The man in black hit his back on the ground, vomiting blood and saliva, and hit his head. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted. She still can't believe that as a dignified spiritual cultivator, he actually attacked his opponent and was killed by him.
Give it a second.
Impossible!
Jiang Xiaoliu knocked down the man in black. His body climbed up a big tree in front of him and landed smoothly and smoothly on the ground.
After twisting his neck, Jiang Xiaoliu reached out and touched the back of his head, which was intact, and said to himself: "Okay, after being influenced by Mr. Zhong's spiritual mist, Huang Guang is at the second level, and his defense ability is indeed much stronger.
"
"You...you are a monster, don't...don't come here!"
The man in black, who was vomiting blood on the ground and had two bloody holes in his chest, saw Jiang Xiaoliu coming over with his neck twisted. She was so frightened that she tried her best to suck her milk and backed up with her butt and legs.
The eyes outside the mask were filled with endless fear.
Jiang Xiaoliu shrugged and looked at the burning weeds around his mother's grave. His eyes were like torches and he said coldly: "I worshiped my mother, but you suddenly came to kill me and slashed the back of my head mercilessly with a sword. Did you ever do that at that time?"
Come to think of it, you are actually a real monster."
With a quick stride, Jiang Xiaoliu picked up the sharp sword discarded by the man in black. He glanced at it, shook the sword in his hand, and with a swipe of wind, the man in black's mask was lifted off.
"You're a nun!"
Jiang Xiaoliu frowned, he didn't expect that the person who attacked him at night was actually a young nun.
After being startled for a moment, Jiang Xiaoliu pointed the tip of his sword at the bridge of the nun's nose and asked, "Where are you from, nun? I have never met you, why do you want to kill me?"
Seeing that her identity was about to be revealed, the nun gritted her teeth cruelly, and the poison sac in her gums was instantly broken. Her body shook suddenly, and a strong stench came from the nun's mouth.
There was a popping sound.
Jiang Xiaoliu's scalp was numb at the sight. He had never seen such a scene before. In just a few seconds, the nun melted into a pool of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"There is a huge poison!"
Jiang Xiaoliu smelled the stench and took a few steps back. Although he was immune to poison, he could not stop the nun from committing suicide by biting the poison.
Seeing the nun's beauty fade away before his eyes, Jiang Xiaoliu took a deep breath, shook his head and smiled helplessly.
He didn't get any information about the nun, except that he still had a sharp sword used by the nun in his hand.
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In the firelight, deep in the cemetery.
Su Bancheng, who was hiding here and preparing to attack Jiang Xiaoliu, was already so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat.
You must know that Su Bancheng is a middle-level expert in the physical movement realm, and the place where he was hiding is less than thirty meters away from where the incident just occurred.
While Su Bancheng held his breath, he relied on his good night vision to see clearly in the light of the lamp and the burning paper wax. Jiang Xiaoliu was clearly hit by a sword in the back of the neck, but then easily counterattacked and knocked down the nun.
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Su Bancheng was overjoyed when he saw someone murdering Jiang Xiaoliu first, so he didn't have to take action himself!
But who would have known that the nun whose spiritual cultivation level was similar to his own was actually killed by Jiang Xiaoliu in an understatement, and then had to commit suicide by taking poison.
The scene where Jiang Xiaoliu was hit by the sword and then punched shocked Su Bancheng from the bottom of his heart. He had thought that Jiang Xiaoliu was already very strong, but he never thought that he was so strong that he had no bottom line.
If there hadn't been this unexpected nun tonight, then if Su Bancheng had gone for a surprise attack, he would have met the same fate as the nun. He would have been beaten so hard by Jiang Xiaoliu that his parents would not recognize him.
"Fortunately, I didn't do anything!" Su Bancheng became more and more panicked as he thought about it, with cold sweat breaking out all over his body. He thought to himself soothingly:
"But after Jiang Xiaoliu resisted the force of the sword just now and hit the nun with a fierce fist, the strange poison in his body should have been deeply planted. Hum, as long as I wait patiently for two days and wait for the strange poison to take effect, Jiang Xiaoliu
Jiang Xiaoliu, you will be a useless person by then!"
With this thought, Su Bancheng felt a little better. He continued to hide as calmly as a dog, and saw Jiang Xiaoliu over there extinguishing the fire.
As the wildfire group was completely extinguished, Jiang Xiaoliu finished his worship. He took the nun's sharp sword and walked out of the village in the city.
Su Bancheng still hid motionless. It wasn't until Jiang Xiaoliu's back disappeared for a long time that he dared to get out of the grass.
Looking at the place where the nun's blood had just turned, Su Bancheng, who was also dressed in black clothes for walking at night, squatted in front of the blood dried by the flames and sniffed for a while.
Su Bancheng found out a clue and said in surprise: "Damn it, isn't this the unique rouge scent of the Wumei Sect?"
Immediately, a picture quickly flashed in Su Bancheng's mind.
That was last year, when he, as a spiritual cultivator, was fortunate enough to follow his master to the Wumei Sect to worship Buddha and make wishes. The nun who received their master and disciple had this kind of rouge fragrance on his body.
After the always cautious Su Bancheng came back, he investigated and discovered that all the nuns of the Wumei sect who were at the level of spiritual cultivators would have this kind of rouge smeared on their bodies.
As for the purpose, Su Bancheng has not been able to find out. It is said to be one of the secrets of the Wumei Sect.
"Could it be that the Meimei sect of the hidden sect wants to send people to kill Jiang Xiaoliu?"
Su Bancheng's mind was racing and his eyes were gradually becoming blurry.
After a while, he slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "I understand, it turns out that it was Ye Chen who wanted to kill Jiang Xiaoliu. Ye Chen has an aunt who is a monk disciple of the Yumei Sect!"
Su Bancheng, who had figured it out, couldn't help but smile sinisterly in the night: "It seems that there are many people who want to kill Jiang Xiaoliu. Young Master of the Ye family, you have to work harder..." This chapter has been completed!