The alley is deep and sparsely visited. After twists and turns, we arrive in front of a large house. Through the hidden gaps, we can see the carefully trimmed flower stands, entwined vines, stone tables and benches covered with jade. It seems that the owner has just left and will come back at any time. . However, in the peaceful and deserted atmosphere, Guo Chuanlin smelled a smell of blood. His heart shuddered, and an ominous premonition came to mind.
Something happened to Fatty Min?
The fatal "Eagle Line" from Yangzhou to Yangzhou is tied to Fatty Min. If he has any shortcomings, Guo Chuanlin can only make his own decision. Neither King Huai nor Deng Quji are fuel-efficient lamps. Omissions, Mr. Han's painstaking planning may be in vain overnight.
A few streets away was the noisy market. Guo Chuanlin turned a deaf ear and felt as cold as ice. He silently drew out the kukri and gently pushed open the ajar door. The courtyard was as quiet as night, with an unobstructed view. After the murderer succeeds, will he immediately go far away, or will he hide in the shadows and wait for his next prey? He stepped across the threshold, paying attention to the slightest movement.
Min Kui's body suddenly fell on the wicker chair. There was a deep wound on the chest and abdomen, and purple-black blood dripped all over the floor. There was a tin pot and a wine glass on the low table at hand, and there was still a small amount of residual wine in the glass. He died peacefully, with his eyes slightly closed, as if his life had been taken away in his sleep, and he felt no pain.
Guo Chuanlin casually picked up the wine glass and sniffed it. There was an unnoticeable odor mixed with the wine. He guessed that someone had poisoned the wine, which could not be hidden from his nose, but it was difficult for ordinary people to detect. His eyes fell on Min Kui's body again, guessing the origin of the murderer, he interrogated him well, and killed him with a sword, his cruelty and decisiveness comparable to that of an assassin.
It is comparable to an assassin, but he is not an assassin after all. The fatal sword stabbed Min Kui in the chest and abdomen, not the vital parts of the body such as the head, throat, heart, etc. The sword in the chest and abdomen would not kill him immediately, and the most fierce counterattack was before death. Lao Jianghu is an absolute He would not make such a mistake. The one who killed Min Kui should be a disciple of a famous sect.
Guo Chuanlin walked around the corpse and came to the courtyard. The floor was paved with stone slabs and was spotless. The flower stand was right in front of him. Every vine and leaf swayed gently in the wind.
"Hmph!" A cold snort with gritted teeth, familiar yet unfamiliar, resentful and vicious, and even all the water from all over the world could not wash it away. Guo Chuanlin felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his muscles tensed up and he stood frozen on the spot, not daring to act rashly. He has always been confident in his own ears and eyes, and he was obviously on full alert. Why didn't he notice that the other party was close at hand? His thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly remembered that King Huai concealed his aura and kept it hidden. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he was deceived again!
"You bastard from the Qingcheng Sect, why don't you turn around!" That was the voice of Feng Di, the "Avalokitesvara Guanyin", squeezed out from between his teeth every word, soaked with unforgettable hatred.
"It turns out to be Master Feng..." Guo Chuanlin slightly bent his left knee and slowed down his movements to turn sideways.
"Shut up!" A cold light flashed in Feng Di's eyes, his wrist shook slightly, and the sound of a long sword piercing the air suddenly sounded, like a series of sharp and harsh whistles.
The cold hair on the back of Guo Chuanlin's neck stood up, as if he had witnessed the sharp blade drawing a strange arc in the air and stabbing straight into his lower back. Feng Di's sword was meant to take his life! At the critical moment of life and death, his mind was extremely clear. He quickly fell forward, rolled on the ground, and while turning over and jumping up, he swung the kukri backwards.
Feng Di's body movements were erratic, like a ghost possessing him, not retreating but advancing, avoiding the blade at the last moment, turning his wrist sharply, drawing more than ten circles with the tip of the sword, overlapping and overlapping towards Guo Chuanlin's right arm. . Who knew that Guo Chuanlin's sword had some remaining power, and he took advantage of the situation to rush back and block Feng Dimi's attack like Jiegu.
The two sides fought quickly, swords clashed, and the situation was unpredictable. Guo Chuanlin was so overwhelmed by her that he could not turn around and was forced to fight with his backhand. Finally, he was negligent and without any time to move, his back was injured twice. Fortunately, his body was as strong as a monster. The tip of the sword did not penetrate deeply into his flesh, and the blood had not yet seeped out, and it had healed as before.
On that day, Guo Chuanlin made his mark at the Lunar New Year Hall in Shibaliping, Luoyan Peak. His Sorrowful Wind Whirlwind Sword was unparalleled and he cut five giant butter candles in an instant. Feng Di saw it with his own eyes and thought it was too difficult to resist, so he did not hesitate to activate the immortal talisman. , used Qinggong to engage him in close combat, and did not allow him to fight head-on. But she never expected that Guo Chuanlin abandoned his sword and used his kukri to protect the vital parts of his back. Although he was embarrassed, he could withstand her offensive.
From then on, the three generations of abandoned disciples in Huashan were attacked secretly, but they failed to succeed. Instead, they fell into a stalemate. After a long battle, Feng Di became impatient and his sword skills became more fierce and vicious. Guo Chuanlin was at a disadvantage, barely able to survive half a column of incense, feeling restless and complaining secretly. At this moment, he deeply felt that he was too weak. Even Feng Di could drive him to death. If he was buried here with a sword through his heart, how many people would laugh and how many would cry?
Puff puff puff, the back was hit by four swords in a row. Fortunately, they were all in rough skin and thick flesh, so they were not fatal. Immortal Talisman, seeing the Immortal Talisman again, Guo Chuanlin's heart is like a mirror, being in such a wretched state is not a crime of war, Feng Di relies on the magic attached to the Immortal Talisman, advancing and retreating like a stream of light, not to mention waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, he can't even touch the corner of his clothes, except for the pain If you continue to suffer, there is no good solution.
The Jade Girl Sword is known for its lightness and speed, and is suitable for women to practice. It is said to be "as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and as fluttering as the snow falling on the flowing wind." However, under Feng Di's hand, it is used Now, she is a little less elegant and a little more vicious, but it is due to the experience that ravaged her body and mind many years ago. Her mind and sword are at odds with each other, and she has never been able to break through her own limitations and make further progress in her swordsmanship.
This slight difference in sword power seemed insignificant, but it gave Guo Chuanlin room to breathe. The wounds on his back were crisscrossed with blood, and his body never had time to heal. However, he was full of resilience. He had taken countless swords and never stopped. Didn't fall down. After all, the immortal talisman is a foreign object. Feng Di's rapid attack failed to capture the opponent, and he was slightly tired. He was half a beat too slow to retract the long sword. Guo Chuanlin seized this fleeting opportunity and hit it with both hands. Working vigorously, the true energy travels through the meridians, spinning out hundreds of whirlpools. In one move, "Wind into the Pine", the kukri is raised to eyebrow height, and the left foot takes a half step, the blade trembles slightly.
Feng Di hated the Qingcheng Sect. In order to avenge her hatred, she put a lot of effort into the Songfeng Swordsmanship. "Wind into the Pine" is the starting move of the Songfeng Swordsmanship. It is neither offensive nor defensive. The door is wide open. She only knows the opponent. He was at the end of his strength, so he made a mistake while he was busy, and immediately thrust out a sword, hitting the back of his head. That was the killing move "Goose Falling on the Flat Sand" in the Jade Girl Sword. The tip of the sword trembled and contained various changes. Unexpectedly, Guo Chuanlin refused to dodge, and the kukri cut through an arc, and the double collision force reached its peak, like The flood that opened the gate poured down, forcing out three extremely sharp sword auras.
A rabbit bites people when it is anxious, let alone a living person. There is great terror between life and death. Guo Chuanlin was forced to do this, breaking through his own limits every life, and reaching the state of "the true energy is released, tangible and insubstantial".
