Before dusk.
On the lonely mountain road, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came.
Immediately afterwards, a figure running for his life appeared on the mountain road.
Zhong Suling was anxious and tired.
Because she had been running away for two whole days.
During this period, not a drop of water entered, not a drop of rice touched.
If ordinary people were like this, they would probably die of hunger and thirst.
But she didn't.
However, her constant running away had already wasted too much of her energy, and even though her martial arts skills were unpredictable, it was still too much for her.
Zhong Suling knew that he was almost reaching his limit.
In this case, the best way is to stop, rest and regain your strength.
But she didn't dare and couldn't.
Because she knew that once she stopped, the pursuers behind her might catch up with her at any time and catch her back.
She can't be taken back again.
She must rush back to the royal capital as soon as possible and tell Wang Khan what happened to her. Only in this way can she completely wash away her grievances.
But her body no longer allowed her to do this.
The feeling of hunger and thirst kept ravaging her body, and her running legs squeezed out her little physical strength.
Tiredness was like a stormy wave, hitting her nerves over and over again, as if she would never give up until she broke them.
She was really tired.
At this moment, a cold light as fast as lightning swept through the void, white light flashed by, and a corner of Zhong Suling's clothes fell to the ground.
Before Zhong Suling could figure out what happened, the man appeared behind her like a ghost.
The long sword in his hand, with a cold feeling, was placed on her neck, only three inches away from her neck.
Three inches is the distance between life and death.
Zhong Suling was shocked, and all the fatigue in her body dissipated at this moment, but she lost consciousness before she could speak.
The opponent's knife accurately landed on her neck.
Then a face was revealed.
This is an extremely ordinary face, without any features, just like ordinary people who exist everywhere.
He also has no name because he is a killer.
Killers don't need names.
In the organization, he only has one codename, Tulang.
Because the purpose of the organization is to end the wolf clan's rule in the barbarian country.
And he is the sword used by the organization to end the wolf clan.
A living weapon.
And weapons don't need names.
Tu Lang sheathed his sword and looked at Zhong Suling, who was unconscious on the ground. There was no expression on his face.
But he still stood there for a while, seemingly thinking about how to bring this woman back.
After thinking for a while, he inserted the sword in his hand into the gap in his belt, and then carried Zhong Suling on his shoulders the same way he usually carries prey after hunting.
He suddenly felt that this feeling was wonderful.
After all, this is not a dead animal carcass, but a living person, or a woman.
Tu Lang was stunned for a moment, then stopped caring.
He is a killer.
He never cared about anything except the target he must kill.
Right now is no exception.
But he didn't take a few steps.
Because just after he had walked a few steps, he encountered someone blocking his way.
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"Friend, if possible, I hope you can put down that woman on your shoulder." Xuanwu stood in the middle of the road, looking at Tulang with a smile.
Tu Lang didn't answer or make any move.
He looked at him as if he hadn't heard Xuanwu's words.
There was no trace of anger on Xuanwu's face.
But Liu Sanniang is not sure.
"Boy, didn't you hear what Master Xuanwu said, let that woman go..."
Butu Lang still didn't move.
Liu Sanniang was immediately angry. In terms of status, she was the head of Hongyan Tomb. How had she ever been ignored like this?
For the sake of face, she raised her hand and struck the wolf with a wave of wind.
Tu Lang did not move away, his whole body was like a broken paper kite, and the Zhong Suling on his shoulder was blown away by the wind of his palm...
Just before Zhong Suling's body drew a graceful arc in the void and was about to fall heavily to the ground, Xuanwu stretched out his two hands and held her firmly in his arms.
No one present could see how he got there.
Tulang fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.
Although Liu Sanniang's palm only had five points of skill, it was already an extremely terrifying power for Tulang at this moment.
Liu Sanniang looked at him, slightly surprised.
She originally thought that since the young man in front of her could subdue the woman in an instant, he must not be too weak in strength.
But she didn't expect that this young man would be so weak, and he would be blown away with just a palm wind of half power.
How could such power subdue that woman in an instant?
Under her induction, Zhong Suling's aura was not inferior to hers. Logically speaking, this person should be a master at the same level as herself.
But...she didn't know that Zhong Suling's physical strength was basically exhausted before she met Tulang. In that state, even the most ordinary ordinary person could easily subdue her.
Tu Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up from the ground, and stared at Zhong Suling in Xuanwu's arms.
Like a lone wolf watching its prey.
Xuanwu looked at him and smiled slightly, "You are no match for me."
Tu Lang turned a deaf ear and stubbornly only had the mission goal of Zhong Suling in his eyes.
Xuanwu sighed slightly, "Come on."
Tu Lang did not take action. A good hunter never strikes blindly.
They only act when the time is right.
Xuanwu sighed. He knew exactly what Tulang wanted to do.
It was also clear that what he was doing was completely in vain.
After all, the gap between the two sides is too big.
After a while, Tulang seemed to realize this, so he moved.
Unmoving like a mountain, moving like thunder!
These two sentences are perfectly suitable to describe Wolf Slaughter.
As soon as he moved, his whole body was like lightning, and he was close to Xuanwu in an instant, and then the long sword stabbed Xuanwu's throat with a white cold light.
Fast, ruthless and accurate!
This is indeed a killing swordsmanship, simple, direct, without any fancy.
This kind of sword technique is indeed deadly enough for warriors from the Central Plains whose strength does not exceed the level of Gang Qi separation, or for barbarian warriors who are not good at speed.
But for Central Plains warriors like Xuanwu, who are at the level of Gang Qi separation, it is just a joke.
Because they have body-protecting Qi.
Ding...the long sword stabbed Xuanwu's body-protecting Qi without any doubt.
A flash of surprise flashed across Tulang's eyes.
What happened before him was indeed beyond his expectation.
But his reaction was also very fast. Almost in an instant, he withdrew his sword and retreated, turning around and retreating, widening the distance between himself and Xuanwu.
From beginning to end, Xuanwu never moved a step.
Tu Lang failed to achieve any success with his attack, and he immediately understood how powerful the person in front of him was, and also understood the fact that he was definitely no match for this person.
His expression became extremely solemn.
The next moment, he took action again.
This time, the target he chose was also the throat.
But his speed was much faster than before.
If the wolf-slaying speed before was as fast as lightning, then his speed at this moment is like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, the sword edge comes again.
Xuanwu looked at this scene with a look of appreciation in his eyes.
He originally thought that the move just now was the ultimate expression of the young man's martial arts, but what he didn't expect was that he could go further on this basis.
However, even so, it is still useless.
The sword edge once again pierced the body-protecting aura. This time, Xuanwu didn't give him another chance. Almost at the moment when the long sword landed on the body-protecting aura, the momentum all over his body suddenly exploded!
An overwhelming and irresistible force of repulsion suddenly struck, and Tu Lang was unable to prepare, and his body was directly knocked out by the repulsion.
"Boom..." With a muffled sound, his body fell heavily to the ground, causing a cloud of smoke and dust to fill the air.
With one move, Tu Lang was shaken away, and Xuanwu turned around and left without saying a word.
He knew that for such a stubborn young man, anything he said was in vain. Only by using absolute strength to break his stubbornness can this be done.
And that's what he just did.
Upon seeing this, Liu Sanniang also left with Xuanwu.
Only Tulang was left at the scene.
He slowly sat up from the ground, covering his chest, forcibly suppressing the surging energy and blood in his body, while his stubborn eyes stared at the leaving figures of Xuanwu and Liu Sanniang, speechless for a long time.
