The first volume of pearl curtains rolls up the western mountain rain at dusk Chapter 98: Clean Up
Xiahou Zhuo raised his hand and threw the long sword out. It was under such circumstances today that Li Diudiu truly realized Xiahou Zhuo's martial arts.
From the moment he arrived, Xiahou Zhuo's behavior was completely different from the way he was when he was fighting with the ruffians in the academy.
As he rushed forward, his upper body was lowered very low, and the long sword tied diagonally on his back could be drawn out of its sheath at any time. One can imagine how fierce the slash would be if there was an enemy right in front of Xiahou Zhuo, with Xiahou Zhuo's attack method of lowering his body and carrying the sword on his back.
While the man on the roof was still chattering, Xiahou Zhuo's long sword turned into a stream of light and flew over.
Yao Wuhen retreated half a step, with his left leg slightly bent in front and his right leg behind. He held the scabbard with his left hand, and at the moment when Xiahou Zhuo's long sword flew over, he held the long sword in his right hand and swept it out horizontally.
Pieces of silk facing each other.
With a clang, Xiahou Zhuo's knife flew out in a spin.
Yao Wuhen looked down at his right hand, as if shocked by the force of Xiahou Zhuo's throw.
"Very good, your martial arts are better than that of the dead formation."
Yao Wuhen said: "But I'm not interested in fighting you, because no one wants to buy your head."
After saying this, Yao Wuhen turned around and walked towards the back of the house while saying, "When you go back, tell Qing Yi that I will kill the remaining three formation gates. No matter how they defend themselves, it will be useless."
And at the moment he turned around confidently, a dark figure rushed out from beside Xiahou Zhuo.
Yao Wuhen didn't care about the person next to Xiahou Zhuo at all, maybe because Xiahou Zhuo was the first to appear, or maybe because Xiahou Zhuo had the strongest aura among these people, so he ignored the man in black wearing cropped pants.
Xiahou Zhuo no longer had the knife in his hand, and the distance between the two was far enough, so Yao Wuhen was very confident when he turned around and left.
But just after he took a few steps, the guy in the cropped pants jumped up from the side, grabbed the eaves with his left hand and pulled hard, and his body was already high onto the roof.
It was at the moment when Li Diudiu jumped onto the roof that Xiahou Zhuo noticed that it was Li Chi. He didn't even notice when Li Chi rushed away from him.
Li Chi stepped on the tiles to catch up. When Yao Wuhen heard the footsteps, his face changed slightly. He turned around on the spot and swept out with a knife.
But the knife missed.
It seemed that Li Diudiu had calculated that he would have such a knife attack, so when he landed on the roof, he did not run out to chase him normally, but crawled forward using his hands and feet like a wild beast to chase him.
This posture seemed a little strange, and of course it was not elegant. It was far inferior to the way Xiahou Zhuo had just flown over with big strides. However, this posture was useful.
The long knife swept over Li Diudiu's head, and Li Diudiu's knife was in his mouth.
Li Diudiu, who was biting the hilt of the knife, shook his head violently after Yao Wuhen's knife missed, and the long knife immediately slashed towards Yao Wuhen's legs.
"I 'll make it!"
Yao Wuhen soared into the air.
Li Diudiu's knife swept under Yao Wuhen's feet. Yao Wuhen actually dodged such an unexpected knife, which surprised Li Diudiu.
After Yao Wuhen stood up, he stabbed Li Diudiu in the back with a knife. However, Li Diudiu was still crawling, so he should not be able to avoid the knife.
But Li Diudiu had no intention of avoiding it. He exerted force with both hands, flipped his body forward, and lifted his feet... It was not a very sophisticated move, but it was performed in a flash. Even Xiahou Zhuo, who was watching this scene below, was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Xiahou Zhuo thought that Li Diudiu could not dodge the knife, so his eyes began to turn bloodshot at that moment.
In fact, Li Diudiu's move was like a somersault forward. At the moment when his body was about to stand upside down, his feet clapped in a bow-legged posture...
The soles of the feet hit each other, and the bare feet caught the blade.
Xiahou Zhuo's mouth opened wide with a sound.
His two feet slapped together just enough to clamp Yao Wuhen's long sword, and then Li Diudiu, who was standing upside down, immediately spun his body around. Yao Wuhen was frightened by this move and lost his concentration for a moment, and the sword was blown away by the force of Li Diudiu's rotation.
But Yao Wuhen's reaction was fast enough. He rushed back again, thinking that this man's martial arts were so strange, but his moves were extremely effective. He must remember what this man looked like.
So he looked over carefully, and just then Li Diudiu turned over and stood up. At that moment the distance between the two people was actually not that far, so he could see very clearly and their eyes met.
"I'll make it!"
Yao Wuhen screamed again and shuddered with fear.
Black face, white teeth. The black face is not scary, but the upper and lower rows of white teeth are really creepy.
With this shock, Yao Wuhen flew backwards. He exerted force with his feet, flew into the air and landed behind the house. He thought to himself, what the hell is that thing?
Without time to think, he turned around and flew away.
After he ran for a distance, he made sure that the person behind him could not catch up. Although that person had good martial arts skills, his lightness skills seemed to be a little worse than his. There were indeed not many people in this world who could easily catch up with Yao Wuhen.
As he ran, he suddenly remembered a legend that happened in Jizhou City not long ago. On the night of the decisive battle between the Qingyi army and Wang Heita's men, some people said that they saw a Yaksha, a Yaksha that came to take their lives.
The yaksha said he would take away three hundred souls, and three hundred people died that night.
Yao Wuhen didn't believe in the existence of ghosts and gods in this world. He just thought that most of these things were just rumors.
It was not until he saw that scary face just now that he realized it was indeed a yaksha.
This is a master and a killer, a Yasha among killers.
Yao Wuhen made a judgment immediately. His attention had been on Xiahou Zhuo before. He noticed that there was someone next to Xiahou Zhuo at first, but after saying a few words to Xiahou Zhuo, that person seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Thinking back on that period of time, my impression of the man with the ghost face is blank. I have no impression of him and have no idea where he went.
This is a trait only killers possess, a habit of deliberately making themselves vague at all times. Only by hiding oneself can one deliver .
How come I have never heard of a killer with such martial arts skills? Could he also be a newcomer? If so, wouldn't I have another rival on my way to becoming the number one killer in Central Plains?
The more I recall, the more vague my impression of the man in black becomes. This is very unreasonable. Shouldn't the more I recall, the deeper the impression should be?
“Master…”
Yao Wuhen muttered to himself again.
He ran back to where he lived in one breath, closed the door, and then Yao Wuhen sat down in the room, carefully recalling everything about the man in black again.
Ghost face, capri pants.
this is all.
You see, rhyming is not difficult at all.
On the street, the carriage moved forward slowly. Xiahou Zhuo, who was sitting in the carriage, felt a little upset. A member of the formation was killed so easily, and the murderer was so rampant that he came back after killing the person and challenged them face to face.
What a conceited killer he is, and he does have that kind of ability.
"Diu'er."
Xiahou Zhuo looked at Li Diudiu and asked, "What do you think of the martial arts of the man who calls himself Yao Wuhen?"
Li Diudiu thought for a moment and replied, "I can't beat him, for now."
Xiahou Zhuo asked: "You forced him away with those moves, obviously you have the upper hand."
Li Diudiu said: "Before I went up, I thought about the other party's reaction in my mind and guessed two of his moves. The first move is that when he hears a sound behind him, he will not turn around first, but will attack first."
"The second move is that if he wants to dodge my knife, he can only jump up. After jumping up he will have the upper hand and can stab me in the back."
Li Diudiu looked at Xiahou Zhuo and said, "I only predicted these two moves. I can't imagine the rest, and time doesn't allow it. But if I continue to fight, I will definitely lose. If I continue to chase, I will definitely die."
He paused and continued, "That man must have killed many people. He practiced martial arts for the purpose of killing people. I am not like that. I don't have the physical strength, experience, and martial arts skills... It will probably take me another two years to tie with him."
Li Diudiu said so much, which made Xiahou Zhuo look at Li Diudiu with admiration.
He knew that Li Diudiu was a good fighter, but he didn't expect that Li Diudiu actually thought so much before fighting.
He sighed and said, "You actually think about so many things before a fight."
Li Diudiu asked curiously: "Then don't you think before you act?"
Xiahou Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I want to, too."
Li Diudiu asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Xiahou Zhuo glanced at him and replied, "Fuck!"
Li Diudiu was stunned: "What...what do you mean?"
Xiahou Zhuo said: "Just do it, why think so much..."
Li Diudiu finally understood what was going on. He rolled his eyes at Xiahou Zhuo and said, "Stupid idiot."
Xiahou Zhuo raised his hands and rubbed Li Diudiu's head. Li Diudiu was staggering and his hair was a mess.
After stopping, Xiahou Zhuo sighed, "This person is most likely Lian Gongming's man. He is either his subordinate or a killer he hired. He wants to kill Zhenmen because Zhenmen's identity is somewhat special... He is a very important subordinate to the Jiedushi. He wants to tell the Jiedushi that Lian Gongming is ready to fight to the death."
Li Diudiu said: "So... such an opponent is not worth being afraid of."
Xiahou Zhuo looked at Li Diudiu and asked, "Why?"
Li Diudiu answered seriously: "If Lian Gongming gave in, such an enemy is worth being vigilant. If Lian Gongming ran away, such an enemy is even more worthy of vigilance. But he is neither afraid nor running away, so there is actually nothing to worry about such an opponent."
Xiahou Zhuo thought about it and found that it made sense.
"What are you going to tell the governor when you get back?"
Li Diudiu asked, "Let the remaining three formation masters hide for a few days?"
"hide?"
Xiahou Zhuo shook his head and said, "The blue-clad soldiers are in formation, there is no time to hide."
At this moment the carriage stopped. Without the sound of the wheels rolling over the road, other sounds became clearer. Li Diudiu listened carefully and heard the footsteps of many people.
Xiahou Zhuo pushed open the car door and got out, and Li Diudiu jumped down. Then he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
On the street, what came towards us was a neatly-lined procession, all dressed exactly the same, in blue clothes, bamboo hats, and swords carried on their backs.
Walking in the front were three people, the three formation masters that Yao Wuhen wanted to kill.
One of them stepped forward, looked at Xiahou Zhuo and said, "Xiahou, you guys go back first."
Xiahou Zhuo asked: "Three formation masters, what are you going to do..."
Before he could finish his question, the person from the formation who had just spoken had already answered him.
"Tonight, all places of fame and honor in Jizhou City will be cleaned up."
