Chapter 648 647 The Moon Mist in the Mirror's Flowers and Water Kills!
The person who said that Chu Fan would starve to death was a masked man wearing night clothes.
This night jacket is covered with translucent spider mesh, which has a sense of technology. From time to time, it flashes a few dim silver lights, but I don’t know what its purpose is.
He was holding a spiritual sword in his hand and blocking the door of the medical room. The murderous intent permeating his body made it obvious at a glance that the person coming was evil.
Behind this man, there was also a swordsman with yellow eyebrows and green eyes, dressed exactly like him.
"Zhang Guangmu, Chu Fan..."
The masked man laughed sadly: "Hehehe, what a coincidence!"
"Take both merits together. Today is the day you die!"
Zhang Guangmu just glanced at it and recognized that the two masked men blocking the door of the medical room were the two "mysterious pursuers" mentioned in his backstory.
The reaction of Chu Fan, another client, seemed a bit strange.
His face turned red, like a betrayed slave, and he said angrily: "Mu Youhai! McGaade!"
"You two traitors, you still have the nerve to come to Feihong. Do you want to have a taste of my junior brother [Feihong Sword]?"
Li Xiaoxiao's spiritual sword is called [Feihong Sword]. It is the treasure of the Feihong Swordsmanship Club passed down from generation to generation. It is a grade higher than the spiritual sword used by Chu Fan, the leader. It is a masterpiece of painstaking efforts by a famous craftsman. It is of the same level as Zhang Guangmu's [Phantom Sword].
These two traitors took the lead in leaving Feihong. When they left, they also took away a large number of reserve swordsmen from the youth training camp. Even if they turned into ashes, Chu Fan would be able to recognize them!
The leader, the man in black, Mu Youhai, whose identity was revealed, was taciturn.
However, McGadd burst out laughing wildly and said nonchalantly: "If [Feihong Star] were here, I would still be afraid of him, but in order to raise money to save this dying sect, he is working as a short-term special agent in Cangjiang. Trainer."
"Li Xiaoxiao is not here. If you, Chu Fankong, have the title of leader, what does it mean?"
"There are only three of you left in this huge base, and the surveillance has been disconnected. Even if you scream at the top of your lungs, no one will come to save you!"
Chu Fan looked embarrassed.
At this time, he noticed that there was a faint and strange sword energy in the air.
The surveillance signal was completely blocked by this sword energy, and the camera had become a decoration and completely useless!
Zhang Guangmu, however, fell into deep thought.
Among the people who were chasing him, there happened to be a traitor from the Feihong Sect...
How can there be such a coincidence in the world?
Clang! Clang!
Mu Youhai and Mike Gaade drew out their spiritual swords and immediately started to kill and silence them.
At this time, the transparent Lin Zitong snorted coldly, showing the domineering temperament of a second-generation swordsman, and said loudly: "My father is Lin An, and my brother is Lin Chimou!"
"Zhang Guangmu is my master! Who dares to touch him?"
The time has come to show your filial piety!
If she doesn't behave well at this time, Lin Zitong will feel that she is sorry for the elite education she received!
When Mu Youhai and McGaade heard this, they paused for a moment and looked up and down at Lin Zitong with frowns.
The color of this young boy's eyes is indeed unique, and they are somewhat similar to the appearance of the second son of the legendary [Demon Emperor Sword].
After the two of them looked at each other, Mu Youhai said coldly: "Kit, get out of here! For the sake of Demon Emperor Sword Lin An, I won't kill you."
Having said that, in fact, although Lin An's name is resounding, the spiritual sword he uses is also evil and exudes a devilish aura. He is powerful enough, but his temperament is extremely kind and he never kills anyone. In terms of deterrence, It's just average, not particularly bluffing.
But Lin Zitong’s elder brother Lin Chimou...
That man is not only a world-renowned super genius, he is also said to be a psychopath with multiple personalities!
In his twenties, Lin Chimou has become a swordsman with a 100% winning rate in the top fencing league, and he is ruthless in his attacks.
Regardless of whether he was a man, a woman, old or young, regardless of the opponent's reputation, the number of strong men who died in Lin Chimou's hands ranged from 100 to 80.
Who would dare to kill the younger brother of such a person?
No one with that kind of ability would want to provoke this mad dog...
Anyway, Mu Youhai and McGaade don't want to cause trouble.
"If you want to touch my master, you must first... uh..."
Before Lin Zitong could finish her heartfelt expression, she was knocked unconscious by McGaade with the hilt of his sword.
Facts have proved that character and strength cannot be linked.
After all, McGadd and Mu Youhai are masters who can compete in the top swordsmanship leagues. They can still deal with Lin Zhitong, a half-assed young boy.
"Now that the people in the way have been dealt with, it's your turn now."
"Don't talk nonsense to them. They have a long night and a lot of dreams. Just kill them!"
After Mu Youhai and McGaade completed a brief exchange, they were about to kill with a sword.
These two people didn't regard Zhang Guangmu and Chu Fan as human beings at all.
Also, although Chu Fan, as the head of Feihong, has a [Rainbow Sword] with good performance, he himself has no talent, he is just a little accomplished in treatment, and everyone knows that his actual combat ability is very good.
Zhang Guangmu is an unlucky guy who witnessed the organization's silence. He is a mediocre young man who can't do anything.
After taking care of Lin Zitong, how much resistance do these two have?
only……
Zhang Guangmu, who was originally lying on the chair, slowly stood up, holding a blue spiritual sword like a clear spring in his hand.
Buzz!
The blade of the sword rang, and layers of water ripples rippled on the blade of [Phantom Sword].
Suddenly, the room was filled with smoke.
The white mist was thick, and Mu Youhai, Mike Gaade and Chu Fan all felt as if they were in a mirage.
Everything in front of you is like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
Faint and vague, as if it were real or illusory.
For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish reality from fiction.
"This is... a spiritual sword skill? It was never mentioned in the intelligence!"
McGaade was startled, but did not panic. He slammed the door with his backhand, held a sword in his hand, and rushed towards Zhang Guangmu's direction.
I clearly remember from the information that Zhang Guangmu is a disabled person with high paraplegia. Although he can barely move after Chu Fan's treatment, he is definitely not very flexible.
The medical room is not big, and you can rush from one end to the other in about ten steps. Even though the fog is thick in front of you and you can't see your fingers, McGadd still listens to the sound and finds the location of Zhang Guangmu.
Originally, he was acting in a thick fog and lost the confidence he had before taking action. He was still a little uneasy. But when he came closer, he saw the surprise and panic on Zhang Guangmu's face. He kept talking, his lips and tongue moved, but he couldn't say even a single word. "McGarde"
With a little peace of mind, I immediately pursued the victory.
簌! 簌! 簌!……
The Zhang Guangmu in front of him always made people feel that he was shorter and thinner than in the information, but McGaade didn't think much about it.
He was already good at fighting in narrow terrain, but now he had a determined murderous intention in his heart, and his sword skills were ruthless and deadly.
The sword was shining brightly, and McGaade only used twenty moves to slit the throat of "Zhang Guangmu" and cut off half of his neck.
Poof!
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.
"You are so small, but you still dare to pretend to be a fool in front of me! You are looking for death!"
McGaade's green eyes were filled with self-satisfaction. He was about to pull Chu Fan out of the thick fog and kill him, but suddenly he realized that the face of "Zhang Guangmu" whose throat was sealed by his sword seemed to be covered with a layer of
Melted wax.
The wax gradually faded away, revealing Mu Youhai's face.
Mu Youhai dropped the spiritual sword, covered his neck, and made a whooshing sound. His face was full of fear and confusion: "...why...kill...kill...me..."
After finishing speaking, Mu Youhai lost his breath and refused to close his eyes until death.
"Damn it! I killed the wrong person!"
In addition to feeling horrified, McGadde had 10,000 things he couldn't figure out.
Mu Youhai, this idiot, why didn't he speak to remind himself that he had to wait until he was about to die before speaking?
