The three of them were as fast as the wind, and almost in the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the place where something happened. In and outside the room, all the masters from the three holy places had gathered here, and everyone's faces were filled with endless grief and anger!
Any of these people has reached the realm of a world-class strong man, and the reaction is natural and quick. In addition, they are basically living together, and they have arrived together at the moment when the screams first arose.
"What's going on?" Hai Wuya asked with a calm face.
"It's Xia Dongting... Xia Dongting is over..." In the crowd, a middle-aged man in purple robe looked at Hai Wuya with a pale face and whispered.
"Get out of the way!" Hai Wuya's face changed again, and he stepped forward. Everyone quickly gave up a road and led straight to the door.
Hai Wuya swept to the door like a whirlwind, and suddenly his whole body shook, just like a clay sculpture, standing there blankly, his eyes emitting an incredible light.
Facing the underground in the room facing the door, Xia Dongting faced most of his face to the sky, with a very distorted and strange expression on his face, his eyes wide open, and his frozen pupils showed despair and anger, and a bit strange color.
.The two hands form an extremely strange posture, extending the left hand forward, the hand is claw-shaped, and the right hand bent a curve toward the shoulder position behind him.
His shoulders were still quietly left in the sheath, but they had not been unsheathed at all! His body was extremely twisted, his mouth was wide open, and blood was slowly pouring out from inside until now... drop by drop...
On the ground...
Hai Wuya's body trembled suddenly, slowly raised his head, closed his eyes. He leaned a little, and then asked slowly: "Who was the first to come here? Come out and answer!"
A man in purple robe looked extremely sad and slowly walked out of the crowd.
"What did you look like when you came?" Hai Wuya's voice was very depressed, and there seemed to be anger in it: "What did you find?"
"This is a perfect assassination!" The man in purple robe looked heavy, sad and angry, but he had a faint hint of indescribable fear and fear: "Mr. Hai, my residence with Brother Xia is only separated by a wall, but for this time
The sudden assassination process did not hear any sound at all, nor did it find any abnormality! The only movement was just the scream from Brother Xia; when I arrived here, it was almost the incident,
It is definitely not enough to take more than half a breath; but Brother Xia is already like this now."
The muscles in the corners of the middle-aged man in purple robe couldn't help but tremble. It was obvious that he was scared by his own words!
It was not just him, but in fact, everyone who heard his words couldn't help but tremble. This sentence seemed ordinary, but it contained something deep in it, but it was enough to make everyone present.
Everyone is in danger of being a saint, and he was shocked to the extreme!
Only by a wall, the assassination was done to kill a saint-level powerful man. The other saint didn't hear any movement at all, and even didn't even notice any abnormalities... Isn't this meant that if the person who started the attack was willing
, He can assassinate any saint at will? And there is absolutely no possibility of failure? What kind of terrifying strength does that assassin have?!
Shocked? Not counted yet!
Because the next words of the man in purple robe were even more surprising and even shocking.
"Just, to be more precise, just a quarter of an hour ago, I was still having a long talk with Brother Xia in his room. Brother Xia once said that the situation in front of him was about to come, and the enemy's strength was profound.
Test, even if we are stronger, we have not yet been able to suppress the opponent's strength to fight back. Therefore, we must not relax our vigilance at all times, and we must always keep our weapons within reach.
Be ready to respond to the enemy at any time. Because we are stronger, the opponent will definitely take some tricks to consume our living power. We must be careful! But now..."
Everyone present gasped, looking at Xia Dongting's corpse on the ground and the sheathed sword that was still moving on his back, everyone's eyes were incredible!
Xia Dongting said this, I believe he must have done this; but in such a high degree of vigilance, under the assassin's assassin's assassin's assassin's assassin's insidious attack, his carefulness and vigilance did not work at all!
Even such careful and cautious people cannot survive. Can others still survive?!
One blow will kill, and a generation of saints do not even have the chance to draw their swords and unsheathed! This is a real Saint-level powerful man! The long sword is carried on his body, which is his most advantageous position. As long as you think of it,
, there is no need for intervals, and you can instantly draw your sword and unsheathed attack!
However, the sword lost its chance to be unsheathed!
So, how fast should the assassin take action?
"When I heard the call, Brother Xia left his last breath, but at that time he could no longer say anything!" The man in purple robe took a deep breath and said:
"What is most unbelievable is... the wound is... in the front chest position! It is impartial, and a sword is at the center of the heart!"
There was an uproar, and then there was a lot of discussion!
The wound was on the chest, which means that this arrogant assassin actually attacked and assassinated face to face!?
Even if a saint faces the frontal sniper of the Holy Emperor, no matter how scared he is, even though he knows that he is not an opponent, he will never be so cowardly that he doesn't even have time to pull out his sword!
But such an incredible fact appeared in front of you... What's going on?
"This scar is a flaw, and the fatal scar cannot be the scar in the center!" The person who spoke was Zhan Mubai who came in later. His eyes were flashing with a light and he slowly said: "If you really hit the sword, you will hit the point of your head.
Heart, then, even the Holy Emperors of our generation will not have the chance to let out the shrill scream before! They will only die immediately! If that is the true perfect assassination!"
Everyone present is a master of martial arts, and he is deeply aware of the key and secrets of the human body. Zhan Mubai's words were like a sudden enlightenment, which made everyone present instantly awaken. Everyone's eyes focused on Xia Dongting's ground the next moment.
On the corpse.
Hai Wuya took a deep breath, squatted down, put Xia Dongting's body flat on the ground, and whispered: "Brother Xia, please forgive me. In order to catch the murderer as soon as possible and avoid other victims, it is also for
I will give you a blood hatred for Brother Xia as soon as possible! We... have to offend you."
All the onlookers felt a tingling feeling in their hearts. Hai Wuya's words showed the means he was about to take - to dissect the corpse and check the wound! Only in this way can we truly solve the mystery and understand the real cause of the deadly death of the deceased.
.
Hai Wuya stretched out his right hand, and the long sword on Xia Dongting's back was unsheathed with a clang, and the light flashed. The sword was finally unsheathed, but its function was not to kill the enemy, but to dissect the body of his master!
How ironic this is for the saints! But now, they can only watch and bear! Even looking forward to...
A sword light flashed, Xia Dongting's upper body's clothes separated from it, revealing the muscles on his chest. In the heart, there was an extremely small red mark. If he didn't identify it carefully, he would only think that this was just a bit scratched by a branch accidentally.
, Who would believe that this subtle trace is enough to be a fatal scar of the wife?
Hai Wuya gently pulled the red mark on both sides with his fingers, and suddenly pulled it hard; a blood arrow suddenly shot out, with an extremely powerful force, and a "brush" sound splashed onto the roof, splashing
A brilliant red cuckoo bloomed.
Hai Wuya tilted his head and let the blood arrow pass through his ears. His eyes became deeper. Looking at the wound that was broken open by himself, his pupils shrank and he murmured: "It's so fast."
Sword! What a cruel sword! What a great sword!”
Zhan Mubai looked equally solemn and nodded slowly.
Only the fastest sword, the sword that is fastest, can stab in the chest where the blood flow is most concentrated, and then quickly pull it out without leaving any traces. Even liquid blood can only be found in the abdominal cavity.
It gathers, is blocked in life, and there is no room for catharsis!
Everyone present understands this truth, and everyone can do it by asking themselves, and most people have even taken similar actions! However, if such swordsmanship is used to deal with a saint, it can achieve this
There is no way for anyone present to achieve this effect!
Such swordsmanship has always been a special swordsmanship that uses strong power to bully the weak. Only when used by opponents above a certain level lower than you can be free and succeed in one blow! Using this method to fight against the enemy with the same strength as you, or even higher
It's simply a kind of act of seeking death!
The saint is almost equivalent to having a second life, and the strength of the body is unknown. Even if an ordinary Tianxuan master holds a magic weapon and cuts thousands of times in a row, he may not be able to break through the saint's
Mysterious defense!
Also, the saint's reaction was also amazingly fast. Once the sword edge entered the body, it could completely tighten the muscles when they noticed something bad, and at the same time transfer the original position of the heart, allowing the enemy to stab the sword facing the heart.
When you go to the space, you can take advantage of the momentum to counterattack quickly when the enemy fails!
But this sword cleanly destroyed all the defensive power of a saint! All the responses that should be done were not released! I just had time to let out a scream that was almost instinctively!
"I believe everyone has seen it clearly. This is the real fatal injury! And it is such a sword! Even the saint is helpless and helpless! This proves Brother Xia's judgment, and the enemy's strength is indeed
It is unfathomable. A perfect killer is hidden by our side with the ultimate killer who is powerful enough to shake the world! From now on, all saints must keep three people in one room and strengthen their guard! Whenever there is a warning, immediately warn! Never do it again
Any carelessness.” Hai Wuya said deeply.
Everyone present agreed in unison, and everyone understood that Hai Wuya's words were not alarmist. If you were careless, you might be another Xia Dongting.
"Let's go! This matter is not that simple!" Zhan Mubai snorted and said, "The true meaning of this sword is probably far more than this. There is also the meaning of the murderer demonstrating to us.