Hua Wuji raised his head and smiled: "Although we didn't see that you have any martial arts skills, even if you use any special method to hide your martial arts skills without any flaws, you will definitely die tonight."
"It seems that Young Master Hua has to kill me." Gong Ziyu took a deep breath and said slowly: "But before you take action, I need to remind you that you should never do anything that you are not absolutely sure of."
"Thank you for the reminder." Hua Wuji said in a cold voice with murderous intent in his eyes: "After tonight, there will no longer be a figure like Gong Ziyu in the world!"
"Kill!" Hua Wuji shouted in a deep voice.
Before he finished speaking, the two graceful and voluptuous women behind him suddenly jumped up, waved their palms and rushed towards Gong Ziyu. Their movements were so fast, they were really as fast as lightning!
I never thought that these two charming women, in addition to their beauty that makes men fascinated, are also extraordinary martial arts masters!
Gong Ziyu, however, remained motionless. When he saw the two women flying towards him, he suddenly raised his head and sighed.
The sigh suddenly and faintly reached the ears of the two women, and an unbearable pain suddenly exploded in their bodies. Amid the two screams, their flying bodies suddenly stopped, and then they fell heavily to the ground, mouths in their mouths. Blood spurted out at the same time.
The blood color was actually jet black.
Except for Gong Ziyu, everyone present was shocked.
Hua Wuji couldn't help but stood up suddenly. Half of his face was filled with an expression of disbelief. He stared at the two women who fell to the ground with wide eyes.
The two women struggled painfully on the ground, but within a few breaths, they died.
Hua Wuji stared at Gong Ziyu in surprise.
"The poison on their bodies doesn't seem to have any effect on me." Gong Ziyu looked at Hua Wuji and said coldly: "But it is very effective on them. It's a pity that such a stunning beauty has just faded away."
Hua Wuji's heart sank and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
Although he had already prepared, he would use the beauty of the two women to seduce Gong Ziyu and take the opportunity to poison him. But unknowingly, he was poisoned by the other party. Due to the circulation of Zhenqi, the poison in the body of the two women broke out, and they died on the spot.
Hua Wuji suddenly felt a chill in his chest, feeling that every move he made was already within the opponent's expectation.
"You...when did you notice it?" Hua Wuji's words stuttered in fear.
"I have said that I never do anything I am not sure about." Gong Ziyu said calmly: "I also warned you, but you didn't seem to care."
"Damn it!" Hua Wuji shouted sternly: "I don't believe you are not poisoned! You are just bluffing!" He turned to the man in black and the girl who were the only ones left and shouted: "What are you waiting for?"
He roared while retreating sharply.
The man in black shirt didn't say anything. He suddenly raised his body and shot out a bright sword light from his waist, striking towards Gongzi Yu like lightning.
This knife is so fast!
At the same time, the young girl who had been silent all this time also jumped up, with a soft sword in her hand. She saw the light of the sword flickering like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and stabbed towards Gongzi Yu.
Although this girl is young, her skills are impressive. Judging from the fact that her movement and sword skills are experienced and ruthless, it is obvious that her cultivation level has reached a certain level.
Faced with the combined attack of swords and swords, Gong Ziyu remained calm and composed.
Just as the swords were being struck, a clear and exciting piano sound suddenly sounded from the corner of the courtyard. The sound of the piano was heart-stirring, and then a ghostly figure flew out from the corner of the corridor, approaching the man in black clothes like lightning. The sound of the piano moved with the people, and there was a sudden flash of cold light. The man in black shirt was worthy of being a killer from the Red Mansion. When he suddenly heard the strange sound of the piano, he knew something was wrong. He reacted extremely quickly and immediately gave up attacking Gong Ziyu. He retracted his sword and slashed the figure horizontally. There was a sound of gold and iron hitting each other, and sparks flew up, and they passed by the man.
At the same time as the sound of the piano came, there was a sharp roar that broke through the air, and a long arrow shot out from nowhere. The wind of the arrow was harsh, and it hit the girl with the soft sword.
The tip of the girl's sword had just pierced half a foot in front of Gongzi Yu, when her head was suddenly pierced by a long black-feathered arrow, exploding into a bloody flower. With a scream, the long arrow's remaining power was gone. Minus, he took the girl's body back seven or eight steps before falling down. The girl's face was distorted and dripping with blood, her wide eyes were full of fear, and her death was extremely horrifying.
This long arrow was too fast. Even though the soft sword girl was not weak in martial arts, she was shot dead on the spot before she could make any reaction!
The long black-feathered arrow shot out of his head and nailed the unknown girl to the ground. The black feathers at the tail of the arrow were still trembling slightly, which shows how terrifying and astonishing the power of this arrow was. Hua Wuji, who had just retreated no more than a dozen steps, was so shocked when he saw such a change that he froze on the spot, his mouth wide open but unable to say a word.
The man in the black shirt snorted coldly, turned the tip of the knife to the ground, and his whole body was filled with fierce murderous aura. His eyes were only fixed on the person who took the knife from him.
Even though it was just his first move, the man in black shirt knew that the person's martial arts skills were already at the level of a top martial arts master.
He looked coldly and saw that the man who took the blow from him was standing five or six steps away from Gong Ziyu, but he was a half-century old man with gray hair and shabby clothes.
The old man was holding a huqin.
"Good sword. Good swordsmanship!" The old man's weathered face showed a bit of solemnity. He held the piano with one hand and the strings with the other, but did not pull the strings.
The man in black shirt looked him up and down with a solemn expression, and finally his eyes stopped on the huqin, and he heard a cold voice coming from his mouth, saying: "The fingers of the piano are impermanent, and the string sword is still cold. Are you Zhao Boling?"
The old man Baoqin was quite surprised and said with emotion: "It has been more than twenty years, but I didn't expect that there are still people in the world who know my name. It seems that you are no longer an unknown person. The Red Mansion and the Black List are indeed not simple. .”
The murderous aura of the man in black shirt is getting stronger, and a faint smoke-like aura is covering his whole body. It is obvious that he is secretly concentrating with all his strength. He said coldly: "Zhao Boling, the killer who was famous in the world thirty years ago, is still alive in the world. Looking at you, have you returned to your old career? It's really surprising!"
"It's a joke." Zhao Boling shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "There is no way, you have to have a full stomach to live. Old Zhao, I have lived for decades and have no other ability. I can only rely on my old capital to make money." Pay for food. Nowadays, all the business in this line of business in Jianghu has been almost robbed by you Red Mansion. The old, weak, sick and disabled like us can only find odd jobs randomly to avoid starving to death on the streets."
"Old, weak, sick and disabled? You are really quite humble." The man in black shirt suddenly started talking too much. He stared at Zhao Boling's Huqin and said coldly: "Although you are old, I know your sword." But you are not old. Seeing that you were a senior in the same industry, I warn you not to go against the Red Mansion, otherwise you will not be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of your life."
"Thank you for reminding me. I am also self-aware. It is true that not everyone can mess with the Red Mansion. But even if I am an old man who is half dead, I still know the rules of professionalism. I have to do it when I take the job. This is my faith." Zhao Boling's face still looked grim. Feeling a little helpless, he then continued: "Looking at how powerful your sword skills are, I wonder where you rank among the thirteen killers on the Red Mansion Black List?"
"Yucheng, the Three Ultimate Divine Sword, ranks ninth on the Black List of Red Mansion." Gong Ziyu, who had been watching coldly, was still sitting on the stone bench, but now he said: "The reason why he is called the Three Ultimate Divine Sword is because he When killing people, few people can take his three swords."
When Yu Cheng, the man in black shirt, heard this, his expression changed slightly. He did not expect that Gong Ziyu would actually know who he was.
Zhao Boling's face turned bitter and he sighed: "I have already taken one stab with great effort, and if I am unlucky next time, I may die from the second or third stab."
"That's right." Gong Ziyu said: "The killers on the Red Mansion Black List have always been real."
He suddenly looked at Hua Wuji, who was already far away, and said: "Young Master Hua did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire the ninth killer on the black list. It seems that he really wants to get rid of me quickly. But even if It’s Yu Cheng, who is ranked ninth on the black list, and he can’t kill me. So in total, Playboy has lost money on this business.”
Hua Wuji, who was already uneasy, did not answer immediately. Half of his face twitched. He wanted to take the opportunity to retreat, but when he thought that there was a long-range sniper archery master hidden in the darkness, he felt chills in his chest. As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge an open spear but hard to defend against a hidden arrow. Even if he has extraordinary light skills, there is no guarantee that he can escape unscathed.
Hua Wuji looked around with vigilant eyes, trying to find the guy who killed people with arrows, but even though he was the owner of this mansion and was familiar with all the terrain, he still didn't find that person.
Hua Wuji began to feel numb on his scalp. He turned to look at Yu Cheng, the Three Ultimate Divine Sword. The ninth-ranked killer in the largest killer organization in the world was just on alert and made no other moves.
Is he also afraid of the master hiding in the darkness, or is he afraid of the down-and-out old man holding the piano?
"To be honest, I don't want to fight with you." Zhao Boling maintained the same alert posture for a long time. He seemed a little tired, so he relaxed his shoulders and said to Yu Cheng: "If you don't move him, we can stop fighting. ." He looked at Gong Ziyu.
Yu Cheng's whole body was full of murderous aura. Hearing this, his face twitched and he said: "There is no precedent for giving up half-way in the business accepted by Honglou."
Zhao Boling sighed helplessly.
Hua Wuji immediately interrupted and said to Zhao Boling: "Although I don't know who you are, I can guess that you should have been a famous figure in the world. Since you are working for Gong Ziyu, it is a question of money. If you are willing to switch sides, I am willing to pay three times the price, what do you think?"
Hearing this, Gong Ziyu smiled.
Zhao Boling's eyes flashed, looking a little moved. Hua Wuji saw this and felt happy in his heart. Then he continued to strike while the iron was hot: "It's all a business in the world. You're a long time old, so why bother risking your life for those few taels of silver? If you agree, I can do it again." Twice the price.”
Hua Wuji's stealing skills are unparalleled in the world. He has stolen countless treasures with this, so he is very rich. Since ancient times, anything that can be solved with money seems to be nothing.
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the old man holding the piano expectantly.
But Zhao Boling looked up at Gong Ziyu, shook his head and sighed: "Did you see it? I told you that I still have value, but you still don't believe me. What do you think, should you reflect on it tomorrow and stop being so picky? .”
Gong Ziyu smiled and said nothing. He had nothing to say.
"Your conditions are very tempting, I almost couldn't help but agree." Zhao Boling sighed, his tone was a bit helpless, and said: "Although I like money very much, it's a pity that I am a conservative person. There is nothing that violates trust. Many things in this world should have rules and should be followed. So I can only reluctantly refuse your proposal." After he said this, he really showed a look on his face. It's a pity that he looks like he really missed out on a lot of income.
Hua Wuji felt a kind of anger that he had been tricked welling up in his heart, and he said bitterly: "If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the fine wine. No wonder you are almost dead, but you are still working for others for a few taels of silver. It's really Pitiful."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Boling didn't care about his ridicule at all, and then said: "What you said makes sense. I often say the same to myself, but there is nothing I can do to change it, so I am destined not to make a fortune."
Hua Wuji's seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he shouted sternly: "Old man, go to hell!" Suddenly he waved his hands, and a large cloud of slender cold stars shot out from his hands, silently but quickly shooting toward Gongzi Yu like lightning.
It was a handful of flying needles as thin as cow hair that had been tempered with extremely poisonous substances. But as soon as Hua Wuji made a move, Zhao Boling followed suit. His steps were erratic, and as he walked diagonally in front of Gongzi Yu, he heard the sound of a piano, like cracking silk, and then a cold light suddenly shot out from his right hand. The cold light seemed to grow when it saw the wind, and in an instant it was Gong Ziyu spread out a fan-shaped cold light in front of him, which seemed to be airtight.
What a silent, cold and biting sword! The sword light was so well defended that it was difficult for the flying needles to cross the thunder pool. There was a slight tinkling sound, and Hua Wuji's poison-quenching hidden weapons were all destroyed by Zhao Boling's sword.
Hua Wuji felt a chill in his heart and took several steps back. His light kung fu and stealing skills are rarely matched in the world, but in terms of martial arts for fighting with others, in Gong Ziyu's eyes, he is probably only second-rate.
But he saw that Yu Cheng had already jumped up, his body in the air, the sword in his hand exploded like fireworks, and struck Gong Ziyu with a sharp roar.
Zhao Boling broke through the hidden weapon with a sword, and before he could turn around the true energy in his body, when he raised his head, he saw a vast expanse of white in front of him, and the cold wind hit him.
Yu Cheng's sword actually made the courtyard, in front of the pavilion, on this cold March night, snow fall from the sky!
This sword shrouded Zhao Boling and Gong Ziyu in the chilling sword light and flying snow.
But he saw Zhao Boling's expression stern, and he stepped on the ground with one leg, causing the ground to sink half a foot. Then his fingers flew up and down, and the sound of the string became clearer and more exciting, and the sound of a sword could be heard piercing the sound.
And Zhao Boling's skinny and miserable figure suddenly flew up like an arrow from a string, rushing towards Yu Cheng without hesitation; at the same time, a sword light swept out from the sound of the piano, flickering but extremely sharp. The blade pierced into the white snow.
Zhao Boling's body was fierce and brave, and his sword moves seemed straightforward and simple, but one sword contained thirteen moves. He saw sword shadows flying around, and suddenly connected with Yu Cheng's unrivaled sharp sword.
In the light and shadow, the music of the piano and the sword kept ringing, and one sword suddenly turned into thirteen swords. The light of the swords flew like little cold stars, all of them hit the blade, shattering and making a tinkling sound in the sky.
The swords crossed each other, and Yu Cheng felt that when Zhao Boling's light and erratic Thirteen Sword Styles touched the blade of his sword, it was as if thirteen distinct thunders exploded on the sword, causing his arm holding the sword to spin. He trembled thirteen times in an instant, his heart suddenly shook violently, and he could hardly connect with a breath of true energy.
Yu Cheng's blade sank, and this overbearing and unruly sword could no longer strike. The two figures exchanged, Yu Cheng shouted coldly, gathered his energy again, twisted his waist, turned around, and slashed Zhao Boling diagonally from the waist down.
This third sword, he had used all his strength!
This is a sword that perfectly combines power and speed, with a kind of wild and domineering sword that cuts through mountains.
Zhao Boling's face suddenly turned pale. His skinny body advanced instead of retreating. Hu Qin suddenly played a passionate and sharp note. Following his gesture of playing the piano, the light sword light suddenly turned into a ray of light. It was still not sideways. Stab into the knife force without leaning.
"Ding"
There was a clear sound, and the tip of the sword touched the blade. In the middle of Yu Cheng's slash, the blade suddenly broke off and broke into thirteen pieces.
Yu Cheng was startled. Although the knife had been broken, he could no longer control his wild movement. He saw the erratic figure in front of him flash. Zhao Boling had already rushed in front of him. He put away the piano and took action, and suddenly pointed out.
The long knife in Yu Cheng's hand was broken, so he had to cut his left palm across like a knife in a hurry, trying to seal this finger. But Zhao Boling's finger was extremely cunning and erratic. It passed diagonally under his palm and touched Yu Cheng's heart. A burst of powerful energy burst into Yu Cheng's heart from his fingertips, exploding a blood hole in Yu Cheng's heart, and blood spurted out immediately.
Yu Cheng yelled, his body flew out like a piece of lint, and he took a dozen steps back before falling to the ground.
Zhao Boling snorted softly, the sound of the piano stopped, and the sword hid itself. He stood in the courtyard, his weathered face turning white and red.
"I'm old...I'm really old...ahem..."
Zhao Boling shook his head and coughed while stroking his chest. A thin stream of blood oozed from the wrist holding the piano, like a small dark red snake wrapped around his wrist.
He has been wounded.
Although the thirteen sword moves defeated Yu Cheng's tyrannical sword, the remaining force of such a sharp sword attack still caused a lot of suffering to this down-and-out old man who was half a century old.
The two men changed their moves twice. The changes were so fast that it was dizzying. Their moves against the enemy were exquisite, but life and death could be decided in an instant.
Hua Wuji was stunned on the spot, suddenly raised his head and sighed.
From the beginning to the end, Gong Ziyu never left the stone table. He was affectionate and indifferent, and seemed to have expected such an outcome.
Yu Cheng struggled to support his body to stand up, but then collapsed weakly to the ground. He looked at the broken sword in his hand and suddenly raised his head and stared hard at Zhao Boling.
"The piano finger is impermanent, and the stringed sword is still cold!" Yu Cheng covered his bleeding chest with an unwilling expression on his face, "I didn't expect that besides the sword, you also have such great fingering skills... The piano finger is impermanent. ...It turned out to be like this..."
He wanted to continue talking, but his throat tightened, and then his eyes bulged, his mouth opened, and then he slumped to the ground and never moved again.
The top assassin ranked ninth on the Red Mansion Black List has never been famous again.
"I can't believe that you, an old man like you, can still have such a method." Hua Wuji stared at Zhao Boling coldly, with an unexpected look in his eyes.
"Walking around in the world, who doesn't have the ability to stay under the radar?" Zhao Boling's chest was heaving, and it was obvious that the fight just now had taken a lot of effort from him.
Hua Wuji suddenly sighed, with a hint of desolation in his expression. He looked at Gong Ziyu and said, "It seems that I have lost this round."
"You're still standing here, and the outcome is still undecided."
Only then did Gong Ziyu slowly stand up. He walked out of the pavilion calmly and calmly, and said in a calm tone: "Hua Gongzi's game was actually very thorough. It's just that you were a little too greedy, so you missed the point."
"Is it because the person I want to kill is you, Gong Ziyu?" Hua Wuji said: "The title of Master of Life is truly well-deserved. Because Gong Ziyu will calculate all the changes and make the most perfect preparations. I won't leave any loopholes for myself." He sighed leisurely, "I can't get Gong Ziyu to take action personally at such a high price. People like you are really terrifying."
"Why bother putting in extra effort when you can solve the problem in the most effective way?" Gong Ziyu approached Hua Wuji, and the two were less than one foot apart.
"Next, I want to tell you something." Gong Ziyu looked at Hua Wuji and said, "Do you know why I must confirm your identity?"
Hua Wuji's expression changed slightly, as if he remembered something, and then he suddenly retreated sharply.
Hua Pian Hua Wuji's lightness kung fu is so high that few people in the world can match him.
If he wanted to leave, few people would be able to keep him.
