After night falls, Zixiaofu City is brightly lit and bustling with noise.
Du Shougao finally stopped coughing up blood and seemed to have had enough wine. He picked up the cloth on the table and wiped the blood-stained iron sword in his hand.
At this time, someone walked into the wine shed. He was a slender man. Because the wine shed blocked his head, it was not clear whether he was a man or a woman.
Even Feng Feiyun didn't see clearly how he entered the wine shed. Inadvertently, he was already standing inside.
Feng Feiyun hurriedly spat out the chicken bones in his mouth and stared intently into the wine shed, trying to see clearly the person sitting opposite Du Shougao, but there was always something in this person's hand.
He was holding a fan and covering his face.
"Those are the black-shell boots worn only by the children of the Feng family. Could it be that the person who hired Du Shougao to kill people was actually a child of the Feng family?"
Although the other party's face could not be seen, and he had specially put on a robe to cover his figure, the shoes on his feet were exposed, allowing Feng Feiyun to see a clue.
"Feng Yu is dead, where are the things?" the man said.
Du Shougao still sat upright, staring at the person opposite him lightly, with a complicated expression, he slowly took out the bamboo slip from his arms and placed it on the table.
The man was about to take the bamboo slips on the table, but Du Shougao's sword fell on his wrist. As long as he dared to touch the bamboo slips, this sword could cut off his hand.
"Pay the reward first, one hundred thousand taels of red gold!" Du Shougao's voice was so cold that the wine on the table turned into ice.
The man's hand paused in the air and he let out a sinister laugh: "Okay, I'll give it to you right now!"
"boom!"
A large white light lit up on the man's wrist, transforming into a layer of scaly armor, blocking Du Shougao's iron sword, while his other hand condensed into a two-fingered sword, piercing Du Shougao's forehead.
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Du Shougao was naturally not an easy person. He stepped hard on the ground with his feet and fell backwards. At the same time, he slashed out a sword in the air and created a sword wave!
"Bang!"
The entire wine shed was chopped into pieces with one sword, and the sword energy crushed the wine jars, jugs, and wine glasses. For a time, the smell of wine filled the air, the wine mist transpired, and the mellow aroma filled half of the street.
But the table with the bamboo slips on it was intact. The man was still sitting on the bench, waving a fan in his hand, but his face was still invisible.
"Let's do it!" Feng Feiyun was also grinding his fists and fixed his eyes on the bamboo slip. The thing that the two top masters were fighting for was absolutely extraordinary. If they could fish in troubled waters and seize the bamboo slip, it would be the most important thing.
It couldn't be better.
"Du Shougao, you have been injured, you cannot be my opponent." The man was not in a hurry and said calmly.
Du Shougao was holding a sword in one hand, standing ten feet away, with circles of fighting spirit swirling around his body. The momentum was astonishing, forming waves of whirlwinds.
Not like a seriously injured person.
"There is a master like you in the fifth generation of the Feng family. I didn't realize it before." Du Shougao's words had a deep meaning and seemed to be pointing to something.
"There are still many things you haven't seen," the man said.
"Being your enemy for a mere hundred thousand taels of gold is definitely the most unwise thing you can do!" Du Shougao talked a lot today, at least more than usual.
"One hundred thousand taels of red gold is not too much for me. I will kill you just because you know too much." The man said cryptically.
"I have done a lot of things like killing people and silencing them, but I didn't expect that today I would be killed in turn!"
Every time Du Shougao said a word, his aura would get higher. When he finished speaking the last word, his aura had reached its peak, and at this moment, his figure disappeared from the place.
No, it was just that the speed was too fast, so it felt like he disappeared.
The sword light and the figure turned into a shuttle at the same time, trying to kill the opponent with one sword.
Du Shougao's sword is extremely fast and can kill even elders at the elder level with one strike. His sword has always hit the target without miss, but this time he missed a target.
That man's speed is not slower than him!
"Snapped!"
The figure of the man overlapped, forming a series of shadows. He slapped his palm on the sword in Master Du's hand, causing a large amount of sparks to hit.
A sonorous sound!
The iron sword in Du Shou's hand was shattered, causing cracks like spider webs.
"Snapped!"
The iron sword shattered, and the iron filings fell to the ground, revealing a bloody brilliance, and the shadow of a slender sword appeared.
There is a knife hidden in the iron sword!
"call out!"
The knife is faster, harder, and stronger!
With a slight wave, a flame was drawn out, a flame with sword energy.
"This is... a sword at the level of a spiritual weapon." There was a hint of shock in the man's voice, obviously a spiritual weapon can still intimidate people.
If the power of a spiritual weapon is fully displayed, it can withstand an army of 100,000 and allow monks to fight across realms.
"Hmph, Du Shougao, you have been severely injured and cannot activate the power of the spiritual weapon at all. Even if you master a spiritual weapon, you will definitely die today."
The man soon calmed down. If Du Shougao in his heyday had a spiritual weapon, he would have no choice but to escape. But now Du Shougao could not tell when he would fall.
Not afraid.
"Then you are wrong... hmm? Where have the bamboo slips gone?" Du Shougao's voice also sounded surprised.
The man also stared at it. There were no bamboo slips on the table. The table was empty except for half a chicken bone.
"The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows, what a great oriole!"
Du Shougao naturally knew the value of the bamboo slips. He scanned all directions with a pair of electric eyes, and finally found a clue. He held the knife in his hand and chased into the night. He stepped on the rubble and was ejected dozens of meters high.
When the man put away his fan, his face was covered with a thick layer of mist, making it difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman, and even his age. He made a "tsk tsk" sound.
"He was able to snatch away the bamboo slips right under my nose. This guy's skills are extraordinary."
After saying this, he flicked his clothes, stepped on the roof, and chased in the direction Du Shougao was chasing.
Feng Feiyun ran very fast. Whether it was a wide ancient street or a narrow ravine, he did not hesitate to cross it in one step and ran away.
There was nothing I could do. The only reason was that the two murderers behind me were chasing him too fast. If he had been slower, he would probably have died under their swords.
Feng Feiyun squeezed the bamboo slip in his hand and regretted it endlessly. He had never expected that Du Shou Gao could actually track and the killer could track thousands of miles. This was a completely normal thing.
"Chase, chase, keep chasing and we will catch up to the inner city!"
Du Shougao and the mysterious man were getting closer and closer, and you could hear the sound of the wind as they chased in a hurry.
"call out!"
Du Shougao waved the knife in his hand, and a sword energy flew out across the air, like a slender fire dragon flying towards him.
"puff!"
A piece of Feng Feiyu's clothes was cut into pieces. If he hadn't escaped quickly, it wouldn't have been his clothes but his neck that had been cut into pieces.
Another wave of cold air rose from the top of the head, carrying a strong murderous aura. Feng Feiyun's heart trembled, and his body suddenly jumped out to the side and crashed into a high-walled mansion, escaping the fatal blow.
The person who took action just now was not Du Shougao, but the mysterious Feng family disciple. This person's cultivation level was not inferior to Du Shougao's.
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